Chat

Last night was the BMC Chat from 7-9. I entered the chat at about 7:30, since I had to have dinner with my parents and everything first. It was actually great. I have e-mails of a whole bunch of prospective students.

I told my dad today that I think I want to go to a women's college. He seemed kind of surprised. I mean I applied to three, so I guess that should be a bit of an indicator. But while I was talking to the people on there, I got along so well with them. I got along with them better than I get along with most of my friends. To be honest, BM's now way farther up towards the top on my list now. If the girls I talked to last night all end up going, then I'd be really happy to spend four years of my life there, you know? I'm probably going to spend a night there towards the end of April. Along with my other acceptances, of course...I hear from Yale tomorrow, but they might put it up early tonight. I'll check it out.

Not really much else to right. I swear I think all the girls from the chat that I gave my blog address to added hugs. That's awesome. I don't know how else it would have jumped from 15 to 40 in one night.

Hugs!

As of now, I have 9 hugs, and only one of them is from me! I feel loved...*Giggle*

Articles...

You remember how I was complaining about how they don't leave the little titles of the articles up long enough on the MSN sidebar? How they change when you change pages? Well, I had just clicked a link to another page when I saw this headline:
"Why sex is good for the species"
So, being the person I am, I dove for the link and clicked it just before the page changed. It took me to this article:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/7336930/
It's actually a pretty interesting article. And it had a link to an article about as interesting as a link in the sentence, "Scientists don't even know how sex even got started." It's to this article:
http://www.space.com/scienceastronomy/solarsystem/origin_sex_010710.html
You know, MSN so obviously wanted us to click the link...kind of like when English teachers say to a rowdy classroom:
SEX...
Is in no way related to our lecture today.

Yes, Carley, a teacher did that. Not in my class, but it happened nonetheless. There were signs up in the hallway too that had a similar theme along those lines.

Hehe...silly teen-age mind. Oh, the new topic is "What people do wrong when computers crash." I should probably check that one too - I probably do everything wrong. My typical sequence is: Freak out...press random buttons...calm myself down...turn off the computer if it all freezes:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/7329279/
The article's called "Drop the Mouse and Step Away From the Computer." Yeah: kind of sounds like what I do. If you add in a plaintive, "Daddy!" to the events, that's it when horrible things go wrong in a nutshell.
"Yet the first step for many computer after a computer crash is to hit or yell at their machine, according to a new survey." - *Blushes* I don't yell...and I simply tap, thank you very much.
"About 13 percent of survey participants said they attempt to sweet-talk their computers into coughing up any lost data, said Todd Johnson, vice president data recovery at Ontrack." - Do you have a camera by my computer or something, people?
"'There was one restaurant manager who was so upset with his laptop that he threw it into deep fryer,' Norman said. 'That destroyed the laptop ... and deep fryer, too.'" - Okay, that is kind of awesome, though, you have to admit.
"but few computer users haven't considered tossing a misbehaving PC out an office window at one time or another. One respondent in Norman's study did just that, but left out an important step.
'His mistake was he forgot to open the window,' Norman said. " - I should write that into a script. That's also kind of great.

Heh, well, that's about it for now. I'll post again if any more interesting articles show up. Oh, and hug me people! Hug me! That's what it's there for. And yes *blush* that first hug was from me to myself just to get the ball rolling.

Hug counter...

Yeah, I know. I found the link on your blog, Isabel. And I wanted to get hugs too. So now I have hugs. With pretty colors.

New template!

Yay...the old one was starting to look kind of, well, teen angsty in my opinion. So I decided to go for pretty and blue. I almost went for pink, but I've been buying way too much pink clothing lately: have to let the color go a bit. Anyway, black to pink would be a rather big step. But this is a pretty template. It's called "Harbor." I haven't played around with the site to know whether I can actually customize my own template - pick a picture to use as a background or something - but I'd probably end up breaking the site or something anyway - or my computer. I already managed to do that with my last computer (break it, that is)...no clue how, either. I'm just special like that.

Yeah, but this is pretty and blue, so I'll stick with it for a little while. Maybe I'll move into the pink one I wanted, but it'll be a slow transition.

Awww...look at some of the sweatshirts:

Bryn Mawr:


Mt. Holyoke:

Or...



Wellesley:



Aren't they cute? It's not a great shot of the Wellesley one, but...yes, I'm trying not to judge a school by the sweatshirt. But they are great sweatshirts - all three so far.

Oh, my cat says hi...or wants me to play with her or something.

I'm into Mt. Holyoke too! Yay! It just came like five seconds ago...big envelope = good. :-)

Okay, here's a question: why do they give you those annoying little teasers on the left-hand side of the MSN page, but then if you accidentally change pages, the news changes and you have to go digging for it? Sorry, just as this page was loading, I noticed that the previous bit of news was "Scientists recreate the crucifixion" and you know, you can't just say things like that without explaining. Now the news is "Spacewalkers upgrade station amid glitches" - isn't that the story of NASA's life? "Ooooh, you mean feet and not meters? Oooh...well, I calculated the landing in meters. Silly me." Crash. And there goes another few million dollars of research.

You know, there should definitely be more shows like Carnivale out there. The season finale was last night, right after Deadwood. There's going to be one more season - a trilogy of seasons in total. But Sophie realized that she was Justin's daughter - and now she's possessed. She has the same power as Ben: she can give life and healing by taking it from others. You know, Nick Stahl, as Ben, has gotten better in his acting recently, but there's something about him that I just...I don't even know. I mean I was sitting there thinking, "No! Kill Ben, not Jonesy!" when Sophie shot Jonesy in the head. Although that probably also comes with the fact that I thought that Libby and Jonesy were the best couple ever. She gave up stripping and prostitution for him, and was willing to die with him when he was tar-and-feathered (definitely one of the most unpleasant things I've ever seen on TV).

So, you know, even though Ben didn't die, there was still martyrdom, even though Samson claimed there didn't have to be. Although, them carrying Ben back in a crucified-type position when they found he was still alive was a little much. Kind of like in Matrix: Revolutions when the cross comes out of Keanu's chest - there's a difference between subtle Christian allegory and beating you mercilessly over the head with it.

Funny, actually: I went to see Matrix: Revolutions after...I think it was after one of our performances of I Never Saw Another Butterfly or Our Country's Good. I was either washing off the dirt from being a Nazi prison camp inhabitant or from being a prostitute: don't quite remember which. Anyway, we went to see like an 11:45 p.m. showing after the performance. We all sat in the front row because that was all that was available. And then...when the Neo "death" came and he was in the crucified position with the cross of light, we all started laughing hysterically - much to the chagrin of everyone else. It's because we had just been talking about how obvious they were making all of the "He's The One. We're in Zion, but we need a Savior - you are the only one that can save us, we're all one people fighting evil" etc. All they needed was a scene of Baby Keanu sitting in a little manger with a llama or something.

I ramble a lot on here, don't I? Well, I guess that's what I get for stream-of-consciousness typing. I should really be typing up my resume or doing some homework or something, but I just can't bring myself to do it. Actually, I just kind of want to sleep. But I did sleep a lot better last night, since my cat wasn't yelling at me ever few minutes for leaving her. She tried to seek her revenge today through attacking the furniture in my room. We had a little discussion about that, and now the door is remaining closed for the rest of the day. She also thought that her eating plastic would be a nifty way to solve the problem too...and perhaps sitting on my math binder while I'm trying to write in it.

It's funny: I sat down today to do my math homework, and I can't for the life of me remember how to do a lot of it. I was reading the text book trying to figure it out, but it was like it was suddenly in another language or something. Hopefully it'll come back. We're learning about doing volume using integrals and the like...

So I might hear from Mt. Holyoke today...I hope. I keep sneaking onto the Yale site thinking maybe they'll put something up a few days early. If not, then I still have to wait until April 1 for that. And Amherst and Conn. Coll.? Your guess is as good as mine as to when I'll hear from them. I just signed into Amherst again to make sure and they do have all my stuff. I kind of got that application in just under the deadline. I wasn't sure if everything made it. They wanted stuff a little earlier than the other schools, which I didn't know until I sat down to finish my applications over Winter Break.

And no, I just kind of ripped apart the Amherst site: no clue when I'll find out. Either that or I'm just totally inept. But we already knew that was the case with me and computers. I was talking to Ancalagon last night, Isabel, and he noted that I had a basic version of MSN Messenger (didn't know there was more than one version, really) - just the one they send you if you have MSN on Windows. And I said, "Come on: you know me: do I ever have anything in the latest mode or really...anything on my computer at all?" I swear, life would be easier without this thing, but you become dependent on it even if you don't really know how to use it (at all). I mean I'm making most of this up as I go along, "What happens if I click this button?" I mean, obviously I've been using the internet for years now, but there are still software versions of things I know nothing about. Forget programming - one of the things my dad does. I couldn't even think about doing that: I'd break the computer. As far as I am is typing in the little blogger or chat box, posting it, and occasionally adding the little marquee HTML code or a little image (the whole HTML code for that is availabe at Image Shack, where I upload the pictures). I mean, I guess I should learn what the hell I'm doing, but I haven't really needed to yet. I just go about my business, regularly update my virus definitions, and that's about it.

Hehe...I almost spelled definitions "defininitions." You can tell I'm not really paying attention to what I'm doing. Anyway...

Speaking of updating virus definitions, going to do that again right now...

Oh, so I found out the hard way today that, if it's raining really hard, my "waterproof" jacket? Not all that waterproof. I thought, "Gee, it's fun to take a walk in the rain. Let me put on my jeans, my white t-shirt and my jacket. I'll be fine!" I forgot the whole, "Damn, it's still cold out, and oops, this isn't really waterproof." But, because I'm such an idiot or a control freak or a combination of the above or something, I was determined that I would let the weather make me go back. I'm not very well adapted to - um - living. You know that old saying, "if my head wasn't attached, I'd lose it"? Well, I think I'd be able to keep my head in check, but I would just completely misplace my brain. That's what happens to me: I remember a part of the whole, but usually not the most important thing. And...what was I about to say? Now I've completely forgotten the point I was going to make. I think there was one. Although, with me, you never know if there was a point or if I was just talking without saying anything. There are really very few people I feel comfortable actually talking to and not just talking to. You know what I mean. I have many friends that I've known since I was about nine or eight or something, and I hang out with them all the time, but I don't think I've ever really talked to them - told them actually anything about me, that is. I listen to them and talk about random shit, but that's about it. I have a few more people this year that I really tell about my life, my family and all that, but not really.

So, onto a different subject while I try to remember if I had a point: it's amazing how I can have everything ready for prom...but do I have a date? No. I'll probably end up going with a friend. I mean Laura is thinking about bringing a guy she knows up from like Maryland or Delaware or that area, Erin and Andrew are going together, I'm sure Moira will find someone...maybe Alyssa won't be going with someone - I think Colin might be going with someone else. I'm not sure, though. It's one of those things where it's really hard to tell if they're together or not. Doubtless Mike will bring Kate even though she's a sophomore. I should just like...bring you, Carley. I really don't know. I went with Danny last year - the kid that doesn't go to our school - as a friend, but to be honest, I don't really want to go with him again this year. It was kind of awkward, especially since we were in Jill's limo with Samir, Sam, Mike D., and a bunch of others that Danny didn't really know. This year I've jumped on board with Laura, Erin and co. though. We're thinking of going to a comedy club or something afterwards. Prom - well, it's a mixed opinion on it - it's on a yacht going around Manhattan, so it's gorgeous on the upside...on the downside, there's no way to come late or leave early.

Hold on: gotta restart the computer.

Okay: I'm typing this after I told you I got into Mt. Holyoke. I restarted the computer and then got distracted by other things. I was talking about prom, right?

Yeah, it's on a yacht going around Manhattan. I think that it's pretty nice. It's May 27 I believe. The tickets are (thank God) going to be far less expensive than last year - $130/ticket was ridiculous. We're getting the tickets down to under $100 this year. We still have a bit of a ways to go to raise the money, but I think we can do it. They offered we could have a free prom if we did it in the new auditorium they're building at the moment at the school, but honestly, it's not going to be entirely finished by then I don't think - then we'd be in a tent on the Quad or something...grass and heels don't make a happy couple. And even if it is finished, the whole point of prom is that it's our event: not run by the school at all. There are a few faculty chaperones, but that's it.

Last year it was fun. I went home at like 7 or 8 a.m., got home at like 9:30 or 10, then slept until 5 p.m...after having breakfast. It's one of the only times (ever) I've slept during the day. Eh, I guess it'll be fun even if I don't have a date. Whatever.

Another post...

Well, I'm just chatty aren't I? Well, I was going to go offline, but Alda asked me to stay, and, since I seem to have no mind of my own, I did.

I was reading some of my earlier blog postings on here. My advice to y'all: don't read them. My poetry was crap, and I sounded really stupid. And now that I said that, you will all run out there and read it. No, please don't: I really mean it. I should go back there and delete a bunch of that stuff.

Oh, so I didn't really want to stay on, since I had nothing to do online, and I still do have some work to do for school, so I tried to amuse myself: do you know how many people with my first and last name there are out there? I Googled myself and there are 487 cases of my name...not one of them is actually me. Apparently there's a 17-year old fencer somewhere in Indianapolis or somewhere, a college diver, a few women from the 19th century, one of which married a Chocktaw Indian chief and died in childbirth, a key figure in the 19th century Methodist church. Wow: I was even apparently around in 1790. I did a lot...and you know, none of those listings are me. I better do something interesting pronto.

That's like in the Wellesley acceptance letter, they list all these awesome accomplishments, like students going to Africa to help AIDS victims and the like...meanwhile my dad said something along the lines of, "And what're you? The necessary boring person?" Yes, yes I am. Nah, I'll be fine. Some people who got in are normal just like me. Hehe, well, I'm gonna go for the moment. Namaste.

The Death Clock...

I almost forgot about that site: http://www.deathclock.com/ I haven't visited it in a while. Wanna know when I'm going to die? Well:
Normal mode: Tuesday, August 24, 2066...that means I'll be 79 - a bit of a bummer
Pessimistic mode: Sunday, July 3, 2050...so I'd be 63 - that's not drastically pessimistic, but then again, next we have:
Sadistic mode: Monday, August 24, 2026...damn, only 39
Optimistic mode: Saturday, September 25, 2083...96, that's okay, I guess.

Yeah, can you tell I was a little bored? Ah, well...see you all around. Oh, and if you are bored, do go to http://www.bored.com. They even have virtual bubble wrap to pop.

Girls in tight dresses Who drag in mustaches/Chicks driving fast Ingenues with long lashes/Women who long, love, lust Women who give/This is the way, it's the way that we live/Talking, laughing, loving, breathing, Fighting, fucking, crying, drinking, Writing, winning, losing, cheating, Kissing, thinking, dreaming./This is the way, it's the way that we live/It's the way that we live...and love...

You know, the new theme song for The L Word really grows on you. I was watching the latest episode that I missed due to being in Florida for the week (no yelling at me Isabel: I honestly didn't have a computer down there). I still love Shane: Kate Moennig is a great actress and the character's great. But the big news is that...yes...Alice and Dana finally hooked up. I can't honestly believe that Dana's going to marry Tanya: Tanya's such a conniving little bitch and Alice and Dana love each other.

I couldn't believe that Bette didn't realize Tina was pregnant. She was so engrossed in her own self pity that they broke up...and I love how it took an entire conversation for her to say, "Jenny...did you cut your hair?" Jenny's a lot better in this season - she's still confused and as her ex girlfriend says, "you just fuck people to make them care about you...but you can't care for them." Obviously not 100% accurate in the quote, but I haven't seen that episode more than once. I liked that woman, actually, but Jenny isn't ready for a relationship. Then why the hell's she going after Carmen?

So, bigger news - I got into college! Yay! Wellesley and Bryn Mawr accepted me, and Mount Holyoke mailed the answer two days ago, so it might come today. I just flipped out yesterday - Carley, you were the first I called, then I started going down the list in my phone:

• Alyssa - already into Penn, but in London and Paris for the week (was going to Fort Myers, but changed her plans...I was going to meet up with her, but...oh well), so I didn't call her
• Considered calling the taxi companies, but decided against it: they wouldn't really care, I don't think. ;-)
• Chris (the one you called randomly, Carley) - don't really know if he got in anywhere yet and I only wanted to let people who knew more about their college future know (didn't want to freak out people who hadn't heard anything yet); anyway, we're not as close as we used to be
• Danny - probably will be my fallback prom date again this year since...well, you've seen the guys at our school, Carley. No offense to the ones you have...erm...affection...for, but a.) way too young for me and b.) not really my type anyway; but I'm just kind of friends with Danny, who knows if he's in town, and who knows if he's into college yet
• Sunny (Hyun-Jee) - yeah...we don't get along that well...don't even remember why I have her number in my phone; I love her, but we just don't mesh well, plus she hasn't heard from anywhere yet I don't think...except I do think she applied to Wellesley, and it would suck if I got in and she didn't
• Jake - called him and left a message; he got back to me in like 10 minutes...the boy is often parted from his phone with it on, very interesting...would've called Gareth, but I don't have his number...anyway, Jake was happy for me
• Jenna (you called her too when you grabbed my phone, Carley) - she's at Oberlin at the moment, and we aren't really that close anymore...well, no, we're still close, we just don't talk a lot and anyway, not sure if she'd really care all that much
• Erin - don't have her cell number, and she's in Arizona over break; anyway, she didn't get any answers back yet
• Laura - best conversation by far: Me: "Laura? It's Rachel." Laura: "Oh, hey!" Me: "Okay, so I just got back from Florida, and I saw these two envelopes from Wellesley and Bryn Mawr and I figured they were newsletters, but I opened them and I got in: they said 'Congratulations on being accepted to the class of 2009'!" Laura: "Whoah! Were those your first replies?" Me: "Yeah." Laura: "Oh my God! Why aren't you playing loud music and jumping around?! Oh, I wish I were there so I could hug you!" Me: "I know!" Laura: "So, are you just calling everyone on your list?" Me: "I only got to Jake and Carley so far: going alphabetically, but basically, yeah." Laura: "Well, keep going down the list!"...I decided Laura was safe to call: I *heart* her and she's already into Harvard; anyway we were talking about the upside of me going to Wellesley would be that I'd be about 10 minutes away from her
• Margaret (the junior, don't know if you know her, Carley) - her phone wasn't on, and I didn't really feel like leaving a message
• Moira - in Costa Rica without her phone probably and not into college yet; though it's a bummer that I can't tell the person that I've been best friends with since I was 7
• Natalie - eh, she wouldn't care if I told her and she weren't in college, but I didn't want to risk calling her if she were drunk or stoned or with a guy or something: wasn't important enough to bother her
• Nick - fun being towards the bottom of my phone list alphabetically, isn't it? Anyway, Nick, this is Carley and Isabel...and whatever silent people read this (LadyFuscia and perhaps the girl that asked about the transcript...still weird seeing that this thing actually does turn up on Google for certain searches). I met Isabel through online stuff...the last time she posted in her Blogger.com blog was...hold up: yup Feb. 6, but I've been wandering over to her Xanga recently...yes, I'm stalking you, Isabel, dear ;-) I know Carley from school. Anyway, I think I left a rather hyper 2-minute message on Nick's phone (sorry about that: I'm really a pretty calm person)

Yeah, but then I ran out of people to call, so I just checked my e-mail and finished unpacking. And I'm a little more coherent today, so I took today to tell you about the acceptance, Isabel. And funny coincidence that about 10 minutes before I signed off last Friday before I turned off my computer before vacation you were on at the same time I was. That never happens. At the moment zero of my contacts are on...usually Ped's at least on, Isabel, right? And Phil, eh, who knows if he'll ever be on. And Aldarion usually doesn't sign in. What's with him being a mod at the Downs now? I mean I love it - we're pretty close on there...I gave him a link to some Kate Moennig pics, then he proceeded to "push" his wife down the stairs and run out to stalk her and Virginie What's-her-face from The Beach.

So, now...don't know what I'm going to do. Probably go up and watch Carnivale from last week, since the season finale's tonight (I believe).

Oh! Oh, oh, oh...I still need to get my film developed, but I did take a few nice pictures from one night I was walking on the beach in Florida...the night of the full moon on like Wednesday or Thursday or something. And I'm going to steal a few pictures from my mom too. But then I'll put them up on here, since I now know how to do that. Okay, well, namaste.

Train of thought...

Early in the morning it appears that my train of thought is quite amusing on the way to school. I thought I'd reproduce some of the my thoughts yesterday as I drove to school after I had Senior Sleep (didn't have to leave until 8 a.m., since my first class was at 9:10):

Well, here we go out my driveway...icy...

Eek! Poland Spring truck barrelling at me at 50 m.p.h. Yeesh...who'd want a water delivery at 8 a.m.?

Lalalala...let's turn onto Mt. Airy East. Here I go. No one coming at me for a change. Wee, down the hill.

Static in my head because I was listening to Hybrid Theory ... static lasts for about eight minutes.

Hmm...wonder how the Taconic is? It's not that bad. Look it's moving! Let me merge...
How long am I in school for today? Until...9 p.m., right? Oh, shit! It's Wednesday! Lost tonight! Oh, wait...no, it's okay: they're doing a rerun. Aren't they? I just can't remember...hmmm...yes: on the promo they had the one where Claire and Charlie are kidnapped.

Yawn I shouldn't have stayed up to watch Deadwood again. I wonder what I missed on the HBO Forum. I can see in school. You know, I really don't know their rules about Forum posting. They say no chatting, but they say nothing about Forum browsing.

Weeeeeeee! Oops! Definitely going 70...a little fast. Let me slow down.

And I get off here. Okay, make a left. Are you really turning? That was a lovely invisible turn signal. Is it from another dimension and I just couldn't see it in this one?

Aaaaand that's traffic. Great. Hmm...definitely not getting on 9A...or is that 9? 9A I think...I'll get off here, though. Okay: we're moving really slowly.

And I get off here. And going up to make a right. Oh, that's nice: that van two cars ahead is stuck. Someone just doesn't like me today. Rolling your tires faster doesn't help, hon. And - and now you're rolling backwards. Eek! Puts the car in reverse and backs up a few feet. And there's another few cars behind me. And you're still going backwards: as is the car in front of me. Stop, please! Okay, you did. And decided to go the other way. Brilliant. Whew: now I can go.

Wow, you're letting me in front of you? Awesome. How nice. Thank you!

And here I go...not much going on in the head for a little while.

Oh, and that's lovely. Traffic, traffic everywhere and not a drop to drink. Ah, well...okay: I'm about 10 minutes away from school now.

Not too much again.

And now there are trucks fixing the phone lines everywhere. I'm just not supposed to go to school today: that's it.

Ah, well, and here I am. Please say there's a spot. And there isn't. Oh well, half of the spots in the senior lot are made up anyway. Where's a nice place? Here. This is cool. And I'll just stay here. Let me straighten out. Eek! And not hit that car. Okay. That looks about good.

Hmm...and now the bitch of the flight up stairs. I wonder how many stairs there are anyway? First the long ones...here we go:
1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10...11...12...13...14...15...16

Oh, look: my chorus teacher almost ran me over. That was nice. Now you're not moving...oh: you're spot's taken. And she doesn't look happy about that. Ooo...dude, you'd better move your car.

And I just forgot to count. There were what? About 8? Yeah, this one has 8, and that one's the same...

Continues to count the long and short stairs.

You know, I don't think a single step is the same length or height. What are they trying to do to us? And 90...91...92...93...94...95...96...97...98...98?! What kind of staircase has 98 stairs? Why not make two more right here?

And one last staircase up to the buildling...99...100...101...102...103...104...105...106...107...108...109...110. Okay, 110: that's a little better. A lot better than 98. At least it's a multiple of 10: nice whole-seeming number.

And here I am in school.

Now wasn't that just a complete waste of your reading? I know: you can thank me later. Namaste.

Tommy can you hear me? Can you feel me near you? Tommy can you see me? Can I help to cheer you? Oooo...Tommy, Tommy, Tommy...

Yes, I do have the stuck in my head. And I think I always will too. I love the show and it's going really well, but the songs just never leave me ever. It's actually apparently going far, far better than Mackers (Macbeth: I'm not in a theater at the moment, so I can say it) - their performance it tomorrow and people apparently don't know their lines. I'm probably going to go see it Saturday (at 8 p.m. - so come, Carley).

So, take a wild guess what happens in three days? You probably guessed it: the season premiere of Deadwood! w00t, as it were (and as Laura says).

Is it possible for a person to sniffle to death? Because I think I'm going too. And it was starting to get warm here too - then it had to go and drop back down to 19 degrees. I love the pretty blue sky that coincides with our New York winters, don't get me wrong, but I had to steal a half a box of my dad's tissues to bring to school with me. And then there's the stuffy head feeling that comes with it - you know where you're just almost there, but not quite. And you just feel all sleepy - although I always feel that way.

Spring Break is only 11 school days away now. Then I leave for Florida (on the 19th). With my luck, it'll rain the whole time I'm down there. I don't care - I'm walking on the beach no matter what the weather: I just need warmth.

Did I tell you that I got my pretty class ring? I'll take a picture of it and post it on imageshack and put a thumbnail of it (or the actual picture) on here, now that I've figured out how to do it through "Edit HTML". And, as you can see, I've discovered the wonders of the Marquee. So, I'll probably be abusing that privilege just because I can.

Erin has her first meeting for Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead on Sunday. Can you go Carley? What I want to know is when Laura's going to get her Reduced Shakespeare Company's The Complete Works of Shakespeare Abridged rehearsals going. I love that show so much. You ever seen it? If not, you must go and see it right now...after you watch the first season of Deadwood.

I saw the IFC Independent Spirit Awards last night. I love IFC. I think my dad was going to throw a fit, though - he didn't care for it much. At one point I said, "Look, Dad, they're having the real actors present to the independent ones." He liked that, but I don't really mean it. I love the indies a lot more than the commerical movies for the most part. Well, my favorite director/writer is Quentin Tarantino, then Guy Ritchie. I *heart* Quentin, though. He's awesome.

I was going to say something, but I forget what it was. What was I going to say? Yes, it's your job to remind me of these things people. Oh well, I'll come back to a computer, either here in the school computer lab or to one of the kiosks if I remember. For now I'm going to - well, I don't know what. I have to study for my massive AP Art History Test, but I don't think I'm going to do that just now. Maybe I'll find someone to go to the Tuck with for a snack or something. You know, if I didn't have rehearsal tonight, I could be going home now: my last class ends at 2 today and I drove, so I could leave whenever I wanted. Ah, well, c'est la vie. Namaste.

Snow day...

Snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow!

Yes, we finally have a snow day. It was a two-hour delay until like 8 a.m., when they finally decided that, since it was still snowing then, it probably wouldn't be a good idea to have school. Last night I had a fever, so it was nice to have a day off from school. My mom was probably going to keep me home anyway, so I'm not missing anything this way. I even got to catch up on some stuff that I'd been dragging on. I also have an extra day to do my art concentration piece. It's actually pretty good, if I do say so myself.

Oh, so I'm also feeling all full of blood again. Yay! It's amazing how quickly those little needle punctures heal. Mine is hardly recognizable now...which is very nice. I'll probably donate blood again next year, but have someone with me so I don't pass out in the middle of nowhere. I'll also be at college then, so I can choose to do it after I'm done with classes and have someone to guide me back to my dorm room to faint.

Um, so, I really don't have much to report. I just finished my AP Art History work, and I'm going to have lunch in a little while, so I just figured I'd type in a quick "hi". Oh, oh, oh! And guess what? Five days, eight hours, fifty-seven minutes until the next season of Deadwood premieres on HBO! Yay! You know what I'll be doing then. Namaste.