um. what?

today was a total waste as far as school is concerned. i tutored and got paid (yes!), and then came home to the weirdest thing ever: a tree in my family room.

no joke. the winds from the approaching cold front blew over the palm we just had planted in our front yard a week ago. it smashed through the window and knocked out a few of the stones on the side of the house on the way down. what sucks the most is not only the damage to the house (which is now freezing since it's pretty difficult to move a freaking palm tree and even more difficult to place a barrier between it and the rest of the house), but the tree was expensive, too.

it also doesn't brighten the situation that the project board i have to take to state with me in april was in the room and is now completely useless. poor thing was in the way when all hell broke loose and is now creased just enough to be nonfunctional. FANTASTIC.

everyone is in a bad mood because it hasn't been long enough to be funny yet, so basically i'm stuck in a frozen-over hell.

with that said, how was your day?

the rain is nice for a change. i know that many (ahem - sweens) won't agree with that statement, but i really enjoy the sound of it falling on the roof or blowing against the windows. before we redid the kitchen, you could hear it hitting on the tin vent - i don't know how, but it did. it always makes me feel really happy.

i wish i could insert something meaningful right here, but it's just not happening.

polUlar!

so guess what?

my project kicked some major ass last night. not only did i beat shrimp girl, but i landed first place in senior environmental science - PLUS i'm going to state in april along with dustin, ally, and jim. sweet? i. think. so!

today was pretty depressing, though. special olympics were cancelled due to "the inclement weather," and to top it off we had a suckass test in math. oh well. what can you do?

work was pretty cool. i had fun bragging about my mostly amazing week.

oh. and i GUESS i shouldn't forget to say:

happy birthday, eek! i love you (and abu!)! "there's a party here in agraba..." i'm glad you had a fun day getting a pedicure with our gramma. nintendo forever like woah in the his house.

love youuuuuu!

[poop!]

monger el beast

today was better than yesterday.

much.

yesterday consisted of critical evaluation of my semester-long project, with a nice jim, bob, and random engineer to brighten my day. the occasional visit from alex didn't hurt, either. too bad we had to stand most of the time, and too bad that shrimp girl totally kicked my ass in science land. i guess i'll see how i measure up tonight at the awards ceremony.

today was just plain terrific. no make-up work, and i already wrote the essay i missed in ap lit. math wasn't too bad, either. i guess after the complete break-down i had last night before passing out meant that things could only get better. it was comical in a way. my mom was laughing, anyways. i suppose that once you start crying and grabbing at the jewelry dish on the kitchen counter it's time to say "screw it" and go to bed at 8 pm.

not that you wanted to know.

a word to the wise: running in dirt in jeans and flip flops (and a shirt, if you're not being photographed) isn't the smoothest way to go.

poncho and lefty take the stage

i don't know what made me say that, but i seem to have kept my identity hidden in the midst of all the crush day mayhem. and you?

today was quite productive for me. i would go through the specifics of it all, but i'll just end up boring you to tears.

on the other hand, today SUCKED! mainly because of bree-und and her terrific idea of having a test this thursday on logistics. what a genius, i tell you, which i suppose explains why she teaches college-level mathematics.

cumulatative. silly alex.

"get over here, you chubby little dork!"

today was full of florida state fair fun. alliteration, too.

i am now delightfully burnt, as sweeney and alise are, and perhaps drew-drew, candlestick, and the rest of the gang are monstah lobstahs.

i'm such a crazy bitch.

anyways, this week is going to be freaking awesome.

why, maggie? regale us.

if you insist.

you see, it goes like this: no school today, school tomorrow, no school wednesday, school thursday, no school friday! not much is going on tomorrow, anyways, and i'm sure that thursday won't be very enthralling, either. wednesday is the science fair at usf (look for the ridiculous showboard with toy cars on it and a title much longer than it ever needed to be.), and friday i am allegedly competing in the special olympics (thank you, alex, for your undying support.).

last night i had a most delightful time with the girls at jt after prom dress shopping with the sweens. i wish i had brought my camera so i can get opinions or just LOOK at all the shit that's out there over and over again.

i'm pretty sure there's salt in my eye.

who's up for everwood tonight?

gremlin boy

i have no idea what in HELL is going on. i wish i could see what ends up happening just so i don't have to be confused right now. i have been tinkering with this time machine and plan to have it finished in about five minutes. hopefully it will solve all problems.

ambiguity! gets two thumbs up, rave thumb one and thumb two.

i wish i was cool and had uber sweet talents. i want to cook dinner for my dad on his birthday, but sometimes things don't work out too well when i do that. anything neat i can learn to do in two weeks?

speaking of cooking, i'm going to be in greece for most of june. isn't that terrific? partly, of course, because i can tell damn terri to go fuck herself - i'm not her shitslave*.

that'll be the day. may eighteenth, let me count the ways...

history channel is my lover.

tonight equals movie and sleepover. will update later when can find pronouns.

*i have a tendency to make up profanities when speaking of someone/thing i highly dislike. it's highly enjoyable, i find. try it sometime.

starshine

what a good day.

scratch that. what a GREAT day. some drama ish started to hit the fan, but i am far beyond the point of caring. all i know is that i've got sunshine in a bag; i'm happy.

1. i got an 87% on the calculus test. eighty-seven percent. that's a personal best.

2. we kicked ass in humanities, part 2. apparently it's funny that i was alecto, the angry fury.

"and i am alecto, the goddess known for her unceasing anger!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

3. i got paid for two spanish tutoring sessions, and consequently FINALLY:

4. paid off my remaining debt!

so you're talking to a mathie, angry, debt-free happy girl.

how are YOU?

i can't believe i forgot:

i am also called mooster.

so... can i have my christmas present now?

suck, suck, suck.

my name is today and i just plain suck.

but at least i don't have much homework.

my cousin who lives in new york sent me a funny note and some pokemon stuff today, plus an avenue q magnet that i couldn't find while visiting. yaaaaaay!

tomorrow equals movies at usf. excited? i think so.

sweeney is coming over in a little bit, so i should probably get some homework out of the way, though i doubt i will.

i guess it wasn't really that bad.

a day for the birds

i don't know anymore. maybe it was all just a dumb idea that was blown up too big too fast. i think i may go back on everything i said.

how was your day? i wrote a much better and more uplifting post earlier in the afternoon, but it would neither save nor publish and is now forever lost.

boo hoo.

this is your consolation prize. thank you for reading the blog of maggie fudgecow.

it seems as though i will be going to gainesville the first weekend of spring break. beach, tans, no school for a week... i can't wait.

i can't write. this sucks. goodnight.

what a terrific day

and it seems as though it will only get better.

tonight i'm going out to karaoke with some friends to ward off any chance of self-pity, though i must return earlier than i originally hoped to study for a titanic-sized calculus test tomorrow.

eep.

but with the way things have gone so far today, tonight promises to be just as wonderful.

i hope everyone else had an amazing valentine's day. if you didn't, call me asap and i'll do my best to cheer you up (yes. i really am in that good of a mood that i have happiness to spare.).

i love you!

afternoon delight

i've had such a busy day, and i feel as though i haven't accomplished a single thing. some the day's efforts may or may not show up at school tomorrow, but if you see me in the morning, stop me because i just might have a present for you (yes, YOU!).

today:
7:30 - woke up, took a shower
9:00 - church
10:30 - humanities project at sweeney's
12:30 - store for eggs (see two lines down)
1:30 - grad party meeting
3:00 - made a billion cookies
3:10 - mindy over! surprise!
3:30 - still making a billion cookies
4:30 - made valentines for parents
5:30 - fixed rita's dinner
6:00 - began psychology essays
6:30 - quit and went online
now - craving coffee while talking about boys and wondering if i should wear pink tomorrow (currently voting yea.)

all in all, it was a pleasantly busy day. tomorrow should be wonderful, also, and if it's not, at least i'm not going to be watching anchorman.

have a beautiful evening, lovelies.

perfect

"so far,
i still know who you are,
but now i wonder who i was."

a first love is the most unique love you will ever experience. it makes you so happy and so sad at the same time, but when you're with the one you first gave your heart to, they make you feel like you couldn't be more

"perfect
strangers down the line,
lovers out of time,
memories unwind..."

i know that i've grown up since then, and he's not the same, i'm sure. i feel like if we had only met a year later, things would have been different.

and yet, it couldn't have been more perfect the way it was.

"angel, you know it's not the end.
we'll always be good friends;
the letters have been sent on."

it's someone you will never forget, this first love. you may want to more than anything in the world, but you can never completely leave it behind. you may find yourself wondering on a saturday night just how it is that you could still be the same as you were together as you are apart, though years and countless influences have changed you.

but no matter what,

"perfect -
you know this has to be."

as taken from x:

Name: maggie
Nicknames: maggs, magpie, doodle, and the latest: maggie lynn
Birthday: may 12, 1987
Birthplace: cleveland, oh

=Now=

Current mood: happy
Current music: hey mercedes "slightest idea"
Current taste: my mouth
Current hair: in a sloppy bun
Current clothes: pajama pants and a psu shirt (i know, i know.)
Current annoyance: light from the screen, oddly enough
Current smell: living room
Current thing I ought to be doing: sleeping
Current windows open: the one next to me that you're apparently looking through.
Current desktop picture: creek in erie
Current favorite band/group: i'll take ben kweller for 500
Current book: fighting on two fronts, unfortunately
Current cd in stereo: smashing pumpkins
Current favorite celeb: none
Current hate: i'm happy, fool.

=Do I=

Smoke?: no
Do drugs?: no
Remember your first love?: how could i forget?
Still love him/her?: always will
Read the newspaper?: no
Have any gay or lesbian friends?: yes
Believe in miracles?: yes
Believe it's possible to remain faithful forever?: in actions, but not in thought.
Consider yourself tolerant of others?: depends on my mood, so i'll go with no.
Consider love a mistake?: never
Like the taste of alcohol?: yes
Have a favorite candy?: CHOCOLATE.
Believe in astrology?: of course it exists
Believe in magic?: no
Believe in God?: yes
Have any pets?: two cats
Go to or plan to go to college?: go gators!
Have any piercings?: five
Have any tattoos?: no
Hate yourself?: i try not to
Have an obsession?: several
Have a secret crush?: do i ever not?
Do they know yet?: highly unlikely
Have a best friend?: there a several who i am really close to, but dream probably hears most of my crap, so i'm going with agent park.
Wish on stars?: yes, though i know nothing comes from wishing.
Care about looks?: too much

=Love life=

First crush: in kindergarten, jason something-or-other. his grandmother knitted me mittens.
First kiss: during the end credits of the majestic. in the words of bono, "oh, the sweetest thing."
Single or attached?: so single it's gross.
Ever been in love?: again, yes.
Do you believe in love at first sight?: i believe in strong attraction, but not love at first sight.
Do you believe in "the one?": less and less. you can make nearly anybody your one if you try hard enough. hence, divorce court.
Describe your ideal significant other: humorous, witty, can hold a good and naturally-flowing conversation, and smart. i don't care about money, cars, or clothes, but i prefer (though do not require) tall guys that are well-traveled and/or enjoy excursions. complete laziness is not acceptable, and gentlemanliness and creativity are always pluses.

=Juicy stuff=

Have you ever played a game that required removal of clothing?: no. i'm a prude.
Have you ever been intoxicated?: yes
Favorite place to be kissed?: lips would be logical.
Have you ever been caught "doing something?": ...define "something."
Are you a tease?: not that i'm aware of. are you?
Shy to make the first move?: me? shy? ...of course.

=Word association=

Rubber: vietnam
Rock: star
Green: with purple passionate blues
Wet: dog
Cry: spy
Peanut: man
Hay: stack
Cold: ice
Steamy: steam?
Fast: race
Freaky: mama
Rain: shower
Bite: snake
Blow: job (thanks chris.)
Religion: job (still stuck on it)


--APPEARANCE:--
Hair: light brown
Eyes: blue
Height: 5'8' funny you should ask now that you know who my ideal mate is.

--LAST THING YOU:--
Bought: crush soda (a mere slip of paper, to be precise)
Ate & Drank: advantage bar and hazelnut coffee from panera.
Read: "read"
Watched on tv: what not to wear

--EITHER / OR:--
club or houseparty: houseparty, considering i can't do the latter
beer or cider: beer
drinks or shots: depends on who's present
cats or dogs: cats
single or taken: you're mean.
pen or pencil: pen
gloves or mittens: gloves
food or candy: food
cassette or cd: cd
coke or pepsi: poopsi
this or that: the other

--WHO DO YOU WANT TO:--
kill: the olsen twins and ----- ----- (guess correctly and i'll tie a ribbon in your hair) (and no, it's not james hogan)
get really wasted with: anyone i'm already friends with.
look like: i wouldn't recognize myself if i looked like someone else.
be like: a better person
avoid: terrizia ferrer (?) and anyone else who pisses me off


-LAST PERSON YOU--
talked to: my mom
hugged: dream
instant messaged: dream again


--WHERE DO YOU--
eat: at home?
cry: alone
wish you were: here i suppose


--HAVE YOU EVER...--
Dated one of your best friends? i've dated someone who turned into a best friend.
Loved somebody so much it makes you cry? yes
Drank alcohol? yes
Done drugs? again, no
Broken the law? yes
Run away from home? no
Broken a bone? no
Played Truth Or Dare? who hasn't?
Kissed someone you didn't know? on the cheek.
Been in a fight? no. i'm SO peaceful.
Come close to dying? no


--WHAT IS:--
The most embarrassing CD in your collection?: nsync chat series.
Your bedroom like?: neat and messy at the same time
Your favorite thing for breakfast? ick. nothing.
Your favorite restaurant?: applebees (oriental chicken roll-up, sans chicken)


--RANDOM QUESTIONS--
What's on your bedside table?: pink carnations, burts bees, and some pictures of things that no one would find funny but myself and those posed in them (namely, dana and my sis).
What do you eat when you raid the fridge late at night?: muenster cheese or chick peas.
What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie?: steel magnolias and the notebook (second one isn't much of a secret, though)
If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?: nose job.
What is your biggest fear?: being a bitch and people readily admitting it, though i suppose i'm not so much afraid of that as anticipating it.
What feature are you most insecure about?: nearly everything, plus voice (talking and singing)
Do you ever have to beg?: um...?
Are you a pyromaniac?: me? fire? HELLO!
Do you have too many love interests?: no way, jose.
Crushes?: what about him?
Do you know anyone famous?: several, and share blood with two.
Describe your bed: cold at the moment.
Spontaneous or plain?: spontaneous
Do you know how to play poker?: yes, but can't
What do you carry with you at all times?: underwear, but i guess that isn't really carried so much as worn. lip gloss, too (carried + worn).
How do you drive?: not well, apparently.
What do you miss most about being little?: ignorance and grandparents.
Are you happy with your given name?: i vote no.
How much money would it take to get you to give up the Internet for one year?: it's too convenient, aim and e-mail aside; but $50,000 would suffice. i'll take cash, thank you.
What was the last song you were listening to?: go back 892389382 questions
Have you ever been in a play?: two.
Who are your best friends?: i dont want to leave someone out, so i won't answer
Do you talk a lot?: if i know you or like you.
Do you like yourself and believe in yourself?: sometimes and sometimes.
Do you think you're cute?: i've been told i'm pretty, but i don't have a high opinion of my physical self.
Do poor, homeless, or starving people sometimes annoy you?: what an odd question.
Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?: no.
Do you spend more time with your girlfriend, boyfriend, or your friends?: friends win by default. and i hate you.
What is the first thing you think when you see two gay guys or lesbians holding hands?: "did i just see that? oh yeah; they're allowed to."

strange note to end on.

request for an early death

me: president's day. there's a day for white people in february.
[censor]: but it's still black history month.
me: then why pick february?
[censor]: because it's short.

valentine's day

i realize this post is premature, but i felt like writing it tonight.

if you aren't in a relationship or can't find a date, the day is not only pointless but pretty damn depressing.

everyone is completely (or mostly, anways) absorbed in themselves and their other half, and you, oh god of being without, must submit to being exposed all day to the excessive kissing and exaggerated acts of love and kindness between desperate male and rosy-cheeked female.

it's almost sickening if you don't have anyone. granted, i've only been in a relationship come february fourteenth twice in my short life, but it sucks ass when you know how great the day can be if you've got someone special to share it with.

this year, i don't really care what people think. every other idiot who doesn't have a boyfriend or girlfriend - gay or straight - is my valentine.

that's right. i said it.

you've got a friend in me, buddy, because i am not - i repeat - am NOT going to let it be a shitty day.

so singles of tampa, happy valentine's day in advance. i love you, and i hope you aren't mad that i've claimed you regardless of your consent.

EVERYTHING!

since i suck so much at updating, i'll do a dream post today:

happy birthday, burp! i've really had a great junior and senior year (so far) with you as my friend. you've been there when i was down and doubting myself, and you helped me retain my sanity when i was sure i would lose it. you're beautiful, smart, and so very pianically talanted. i love you, and i hope your day is amazing!

in the words of a true friend:

"You make me smile when I want to cry out in despair (That sounds pretty damn dramatic, but I can't think of anything not gay at the moment)."

eep!

i wanted to say that. "eep!" doesn't actually have anything to do with this post.

quite the contrary - i have nothing of great interest to report. school is dragging on, but it's almost the weekend already. i have a possible party and garden state to look forward to, not to mention my terrific job.

i am nearly not in debt. i should be completely paid up by this time next week, but we shall see. money has a tendency to disappear when i'm in charge of it, like my ability to drive when i'm behind the wheel.

on grading essays in english: nobody really knows how to write. it saddens me so.

my craving for spearmint gum has been subdued for the time being. i've still got 35 more pieces to go until i can't stand it for another three years. mmm.

seeing as i really don't have anything to say, i'll stop here.

or will i?

...yes.

wendy bird

here are my excuses:

• tuesday: i was busy all afternoon cleaning and doing other chores, and at night i had to work on my project board because i decided to finish it before it was due.
• wednesday: i took a nap after school due to aforementioned late-night rendezvous with assignment and then had to work inventory until 10 pm.

does that count?

today i got a haircut. when i came home from jogging after getting a haircut, the haircut had curled.

haircut.

pepcid complete.

i feel a story capsule* coming on...

"nexium for the traveler, golden piano lamp, nectarine dream, play my harmonica, please."

that felt good.

how do you think the calculus test went? i either did really good or completely sucked. i have no idea which, but it can't possibly be in between.

i think there is a communion dish on this very desk (mom: "no. it isn't. it really isn't." ...sure.).

in other news, i now tutor two new students, both for pay. isn't it grand?

i'm done bragging and complaining. peace and cheesecake.

*i'm not crazy.