i got the rolley on my arm..

Do you ever watch those Life Alert commercials and wonder what the old people smell like? Yeah, I thought it was just me.. but apparently it's Roman and Kayla and my 2nd hour teacher too. They say sugar and spice and whatnot, while I say they smell like Gold Bond and mustiness. It's something to ponder..

After school today I helped score the freshman basketball game with Ally. Why, you ask? Money. Only $10, but money nontheless. And I'm a whore. It's not too bad of a gig I must say. I mean, basketball is no fun to watch at all.. but it's sure not hell. All we had to do was sit, talk, write, and press buttons.

"O.M.G. have you heard ____? They're so FRESH!!" har har



Here's me trying to be as vague as possible:
Thing 1- I told someone something that was meant to be a secret. Well, I didn't tell so much as connect the dots for her. I feel bad but I'm hoping it's no harm done.
Thing 2- Two friends are in this huge disagreement about.. this thing. I see it from only one of their sides, but there is no trying to convince the other. I kind of feel like the mediator, and I don't know if I'm up for that. Whatever, I'm there for both of them.
Thing 3- People keep coming to me for advice, more then just those two above. I guess I'm not really used to it at all. Sometimes I'm good with words, but when it's important, I'm usually not. So, I'm trying my best.. but sorry for being an idiot.








I have a Thing 1 and Thing 2, from the cat in the hat, with velcro hands. I often find them in sexual positions. Naughty little Things. :)

eee

It snowed today.. on and off, but nothing stuck, and I only got a few flakes on my tongue. I need snow.

CAT scan, was lots of flashing lights and beeps and spinning things and I didn't know what was going on. But thanks to that, they've ruled out a sinus infection, and are on to thinking I have some reflux something. So for the next 3 weeks I have to follow these weird restriction/directions, and if it turns out that I do have this reflux business.. then I'll be better. If not, back to the doctor. Fuhhh.






Socks are warm.

pimatte

Sat through a hockey game
Rolled to Starbuck's.. vanilla latte hit the spot.
Peppermint mocha latte =
Pep ma latte=
Pimatte.
Sat through (most) a basketball game.. saw people.
Broke and bought two cds.. hit the spot.
Re-thanksgiving.
mmm


coffee gives me the shakes.

i love you like a stalker loves his stalkee

Now here's a tribute to my cousin Ashley. She's 6, has always been my little buddy, and according to everyone she's like a clone of little-kid-me. She follows me around everywhere and annoys the hell out of me (and I say that in a loving way). She has also been known to lose control if one of her Spirograph pictures doesn't turn out right.. now you may think that's annoying, but I find it admirable... the Spirograph is an art form, and we don't have enough people who recognize that these days (chuckle). She makes movies (with her Barbie Movie Maker of course) that just consist of her dancing, and sometimes mooning, the camera for a straight 10 minutes. Ashley also tends to start brawls with her older sister Morgan and younger brother Davis, complete with punching, kicking, scratching, biting maybe, but then she bawls if Davis accidentally bumps into her. Split personality maybe? Oh, and here's a fun time: yesterday I was mega-, even ultra-, tired so I was glad when Ashley and Davis wanted to watch a movie. I figured maybe with the lights off I could fall asleep and they wouldn't notice. So they watched a Bug's Life for probably 20 minutes, then got bored with it I guess. Ashley then decided it would be fun to cover me in pillows and proceed to jump with her brother from the couch onto me for the next 30 minutes. Me-"I'm not a freaking bed!" Ashley-"You're a cousin.. it's the same thing."

What can I say? I've raised her well... I just hope it's a long time before she grows up and realizes I'm not half as cool as she thought I was.
......

So anyway, I'm in Decatur at the relatives' house still. I've just been watching the little kids pretty much. Yesterday was Thanksgiving but (sadly) I wasn't really hungry, so I didn't do the whole eat till you're sick thing... I remember one year though, Jack and I decided we could eat more food if we ate lying down. So we ate our turkey and whatnot lying down on the couch, which is as tricky as it sounds, and yeah we did seem to put away a lot more than usual. I wouldn't reccomend it though, I remember feeling sick as soon as I stood up... but anyway.. Oh, I went with the "young'n"s to the SpongeBob movie today. I have to admit I liked it. I mean, singing pirates? How can you say no?

Yeah, well I'll be home early tomorrow sometime. Oh and for those of you interested I'm finally un-grounded tomorrow too.



I want a cookie.

you're slackin', kid

I went to the mall today with rom. We ran into loads of people, the most important one was dan, because I haven't seen him in a while. A while as in 4 months type of while, like not since the middle of summer. And before that I hadn't seen him for a few years. So, yay to that. Rom and I had giant pillow fights and eavesdropping and things. Good time I'd say, especially since I'm still grounded. Yeah, I don't think my parents understand how groundings work.. but I'm not complaining.

So tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I really kind of forgot about it until this morning. We're going down to my aunt's house in decatur for the next few days. There, I'll be giving hundreds of piggyback rides to my little cousins.. because once you pick them up they will not let it go. And I might just have to eat 'til I pass out, because hey that's what thanksgiving's all about.

dig on this

Happy for them? I am. Thoughts of a standard romance, like any other. The generic lines blossom, then spill from both your lips, and the very tips of your fingers. Love's words passed through screens or telephone wires (so safe when eye contact is nonexistent). Face-to-face, not a single word is spoken that was not rehearsed. You must be so happy, taking the shapes of each other's desire. Struck so hard by love that speech no longer gets through to you-- I fear the most successful tool is a strike of another kind.
But do you trust me when I say...

..you are making a HUGE mistake?

crikes

Well I went to my appt today, and it was just like every other one I've had lately. There are SO freaking many! Aggggh. But there was no fainting, just lightheadedness.. so that's good. I didn't really find out anything new today. I guess I'm going back on Monday for a CAT scan, and hoo hoo that'll be fun. Oh and the results from the EKG are back. They said I had some extra heart beats (which they said was probably nerves), and some other stuff that I didn't really understand, but that it was alright.

So, in other words, I still don't exactly know why I feel so ..off. I know I'm sick. They know I'm sick. But nothing is making me better.



"and then she looked at me to scream
'my castles are falling'
but I can't look into the street
without everything changing" -Something Corporate









Note to reader: I'm not dying. haha. (just thought I'd make it clear) I guess Mlyssa read this and was worried.. But, no, I'm not THAT sick, it's just really frustrating that I'm not getting better. It's nothing big, just very dragged out. And I've gone through 3 prescriptions and all these annoying tests, and I'm getting tired of it I guess.

batteries run dry

So so so, I've been thinking lately.. that I just think way too much. When something happens, I reaplay it in my mind until it seems like a much bigger deal than it actually was. If it was a good thing that happened, then yay I get more satisfaction out of it than I should. But if it was a bad thing that happened, I worry about it over and over again until (sometimes) I literally make myself sick. Weird, eh? I think I just need something to actually happen.. my life's toooo boring. Gah.


Anyway.. took some pictures this weekend when I was bored. I took some of trees outside my house and one in particular looks pretty darn cool if I do say so myself. I might change my picture to that once I get home.


Aaand.. tomorrow I have an appointment for my throat. Again. But this time, it's like the throat specialist. haha, no I don't know the real name. But hopefully we'll finally figure out what the hell is wrong with me, and whether or not they're taking my tonsils out (yikes).

Out of all things, I would just like to get better, because this is just getting old.


"Hold it now, you've got everyone convinced
that you're alright
when no one else is quite as vulnerable."-Dashboard Confessional

cameras come in handy

Hey kids, how's it going? Not much has happened with me lately what with the whole being grounded all weekend thing (keep in mind it's a 4 day weekend). I've kinda been going crazy from being in my house all the time. But today, or last night i guess, I got to go with my dad, Doug and Jim (two of his friends), Jack (brother), Johnny T (his friend), and Megan (my friend) to the Wisconsin basketball game.

The greatest guy was sitting behind me and Megan. He was probably.... 70? I don't know, but old. He had plaid pants, manicured fingernails, a GIANT piece of "bling" on his finger, and threatened to eat our faces off if we didn't cheer. And I got his picture. :)

So the game was good, the badgers won, but I don't really have the attention-span to watch any kind of sport. At halftime though we watched breakdancing craziness, which was craziness. But, psh, I can do that anytime anywhere.

Afterwards we went to eat. I learned that I can't eat a whole cheeseburger in one bite.


Random thought: If I ever dated one of my cousins/relative of any kind, and someone asked me about it later, I would just admit that yes, I did partake in something that technically makes me a little bit of a hick..... just a thought. (mwaha)



Oh, and when I said I could breakdance... I was kidding.

maybe you're a vampire

Did some hanging with some people tonight.. I ventured with Adam and Robin to the good ole mall, where we got trapped by an air gun man. We visited Wayne and then went to pizza hut for Ryan. We ate and lip synced and forked each other. and did you know that handicapped people only eat salads?.. well they do. And Elmo could kick Spongebob's face in. And Adam can lick the word Lick (tricky stuff). And you can't talk from the backseat. mm hmm. We went to Ryan's house and sat there. Robin was jealous of me and the brick, Adam made art out of candles and nickels, Sara told some high quality jokes, Ryan.. was Ryan, aaaaand I had to be home at 11 because i'm 8.

So, I don't know, not much happened tonight. Not even brusies.

sorry if i bore you

Friday night, and I did nothing.

I had plans, but my mom decided she would tell me at 5 today that I was doing nothing tonight. So I had to go out to dinner with my parents and brother.. what a thrill. Apparently they don't see me enough. Good.

And even though I could have gone and done something after that, my mother said I had to stay home because she decided to sign me up to take this PLAN test tomorrow morning. I'm not sure exactly what it is. What I do know: It is a test. It is at 8 in the morning. It is on a Saturday morning... those three things are why I'm not too excited she's making me do this. I told her there's no point in me taking this test, that all I'm going to be when I grow up is a garbageman. She thought I was kidding, but I'd take garbage over more schooling any day.

We got back from dinner around 9:00. I talked to my brother's ex-girlfriend online. It's so much easier for us to get along when she's so far away.. That should've happened when she actually lived here.

After a while, I got bored, I called three people, and one answered. I talked to her for a while and it was like a re-run of old times. Good? Not sure.



"You know how things were weird between us for a while? Are they back to normal now?"
Subject change...
I really didn't know.

lost equals found

I lost my voice three times today.
I found it every time.
I found a penny on the floor today
and it didn't do a thing.

yes, i play the keytar

We had newspaper layout tonight.. it was more fun than I expected, probably because it was the first time I've gotten out of the house this week for something other than school or dr appts. I had another appt yesterday. This time I had to have an EKG, which was a pretty awkward experience, to say the least, but I won't go into it. They also checked my throat, which still isn't better. They say I might have to get my tonsils out (which is great, 'cause I can't even handle a freaking check-up AAAH!).

So anyway I got to the office around or sometime after 4:00. No one was doing anything, because Mrs. Bates and all the stories weren't there yet. So I was sitting around for maybe 20 min- 1/2 hour just wasting time and whatnot.

Then Arielle and Elaina got there, I was saying something about how it was Jason's birthday, so the three of us ended up going on a mission to get him birthday-type-things. We came back with a "60" tiara, trophy, coconut bra, leis, tattoos, "Happy Birthday" pin, and a milky way. 'Twas a fun little trip. It's weird but that was the first time I've really talked to Arielle or Elaina, even though Arielle lives like, what, an inch away from me, and has for a long time. They're cool kids though, and I'm glad I'm getting to know them.

So back to Jason.. he's another cool kid, so cool in fact that he wore his whole birthday get-up all night. And layout wasn't horrible at all. We got a lot of things done and I'm actually getting the hang of it all, so I'm not just standing around all the time..


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Blah blah blah.
I was thinking this post would be really long, but I'm not really feeling it anymore. I'm tired beyond belief, despite the caffeine pill and Dew. But I'm in a MUCH better mood than last night (not that you'd know, just trust me). So.. goodnight loves.

yay for caffeine

Today I had an(other) eye dr appt, right? Everyone knows I faint every time I go to the doctor, because, let's face it, I'm just freaking weird like that. And apparently I have a low heart beat, or so they say. It gets even lower for some reason when I'm at the doctor's office, then BAM! i'm out. Well today I had a rush of genius and before I left the house i took some Vivarin.. because Vivarin=caffeine, caffeine=faster heart.. and me=no more fainting.

Victory is mine.









.....they make green twinkies now.

when the print is fine

Do you remember the night the four of us swore on the phone book? Towards the end of summer, when our friendships seemed at their peaks. We chose the phone book because, to a few of us, swearing on a Bible would not have meant a thing. So we swore these things, made all these promises that were never supposed to break. And because our right hands were held so tightly to the cover, these promises meant something. Of course, I know, it was just some pointless thing we did as friends, but it still makes the breaking of these promises ten times worse, since they've been sworn.

The thing is, that phone book never burst into flames. This one won't either. Though, in theory, they both should.

Though my fingers weren't crossed, we all know I never meant what I said.

training for the hopskotch tournament

Somehow I ended up with Mya at Roman's newnew house for tonight. Mya's been asleep forever. We have not. Rome's unpacking and I'm dancing like a crazy man.. woman.. manwoman. Or I was at least. I chased her with my toenail too. Well my whole foot I guess, the toenail was still attached and all.. you know you know.We found some old pictures and her old poetry. It's funny, we've both been writing it since the dawn of time, but our (or my, at least) most emotional stuff was back when I didn't know anything at all.

I think she's trying to make me pass out, because she's playing Enya. It reminds me of the whale music on the houseboat.. or maybe it IS.. 'twas a long time ago and I can't remember. And it's getting to me. And I'm too tired to think.

Goodnight my babies

vincent price was a creepy looking guy

^self-explanatory, and yes, that is his picture. Maybe people will be mistaken, thinking that that is a self portrait and will visit this blog feeling bad for a creepy old man who has nothing to do with it.

Just because this is the newest, don't stop commenting on the post below this.. I'm liking the feedback so far.. sorta.

power to the peaceful

Today I was involved in so much political discussion it was crazy. I don't think i've talked about something of actual importance for that long in my whole life. combined. if that made sense.

I support Kerry, not that I know a massive amount about either candidate. I've watched the debates, Kerry comes off as a more informed speaker. What I know of both Kerry and Bush's opinions on the war on "terror", gay marriages, and a woman's right to choose, alone makes me side with Kerry a little more. Also, the fact that Bush brings religion into politics, where it has absolutely no place (separation of church and state.. doesn't that exist anymore?) makes me want anyone but him leading our country.

With me it was all the good kind of discussion (actually discussing, not criticizing each other). I honestly care what other people, even if they support a different candidate, have to say. I'd like to understand why they do.. but sadly anyone who told me today that they were for Bush didn't back it up. They would say "I like his policies", "I like the decisions he's made". Good job whipping out the most vague statement possible. Come on now could you get any more generic? I mean I know I'm not that specific, but that's because I'm not about to talk about something I don't know. But I do know some things, and am glad to tell you about them if you ask my opinion. Every single kid at school that tries to convince me that Bush is the better of the two seems not to know a single thing about him (or a thing against Kerry, other than the same old "flip flop" line).

So, like I said, with me it was just talking and whatnot. Ally though who was wearing Kerry pins and all that... got called an anarchist. An effing anarchist! Sorry, it made me laugh. And then later in the day, she was talking to this very opionated kid who ended up threatening to 'kick her ass'. They were talking about the election like, well, pretty much everyone else I guess, and he was a Bush-supporter. She told him some stats and facts and whatnot, because that's how Ally is, nothing false, and no stating opinions, definitely no "Bush is an effing idiot" or anything. Well I really forget how the story goes.. Ally, tell me... but basically this kid wanted to kick her aysh because of some truths that she basically just brought to his attention. Oh, and he called her un-American if I remember correctly.. I don't really see taht as an insult as much as he probably thinks it is. That made me confused, but made me just laugh ten times more. So I'm guessing that people wearing anti-flag or anti-bush shirts and jive today got 10x more shit than they would any other day, if a simple "Kerry/ Edwards" pin can start something.



Ah, and another thing about this whole election ordeal.. well we had a mock election for school (which is all I get since i'm only 15), and there were people saying "I voted for ___ because I like his name" or "____ should win because he's cuter" and I know, obviously, this dumb little school thing doesn't matter, but the thing is a few of these people I heard talking were seniors and most were of voting age, and I am just hopinghopinghoping that they don't handle the real election like this. I honestly think some people are too stupid to be allowed to vote. But whatever, it's a right.



Feel free to argue with me, just don't flat-out tell me I don't know anything about anything, because I think I've already made that clear.

new month= new haircolor

red hair
i like
scratch that....... i love.


But anyway
Tomorrow is election day. Rom and I have our "VOTE." shirts revved and ready to go. The problem is they're slightly off-center. The message we'll be sending is to VOTE in a lopsided fashion. hmm. wonder what that means.