NJASK, Part Four

I'm really behind. Oh well. Maybe next month?

My cuts have been bugging me all day. And for some reason, I can't type. It doesn't help that the keyboard's malfunctioning.

Science portion today. It was...not very easy. Most of them were just common-sense problems though, so they didn't require much actual knowledge of, oh, say, the rock cycle. I really need chapstick and it's bugging the hell out of me. I also have to pick up a bunch of leaf clippings before tomorrow morning...ugh...

I just freaked out on the malfunctioning keyboard and, uh, banged it a couple times. It turns off for a moment. But it's fine now!

We must have a Perfect Petroleum Pipeline Picnic, and Violet and Kim want me to go bathing suit shopping with them. As if going to a water park wasn't bad enough. Ugh. I have to see if my old bathing suit still fits me......

Oh, and a new project in LA. We have to do some kinda art thing about the Holocaust. Fun. I know what I want to do, but I'm not much of a painter....

Oh, and in LA, I guess SOMETHING of mild interest happened. I guess Basil asked for a pen or something, so Thall takes my pencil case and gives him a green Sharpie from it. He kinda laughed. Then when he was done with it, he held it out to me. I dunno. It was weird.

Throw a coin into the sea...

Sharebe--Violet has a blog now! Check it out, man.

I have finished summarizing my story that would be so much better as a movie. Indeed.

Last night the cat tried to kill my hand. Sokay...it was my fault. He was in a "mood." I don't think he actually realized it was only me and not the dog, haha. Anyway, usually when he's like that, I have to hold him by his neck and just keep him still until he calms down.That's what I did...except he was on his back, so his claws were in the perfect position to freak out on me. Lovely. And of course, and soon as I got it all cleaned up and returned to take him downstairs, he had calmed down.

That was a boring paragraph. FORGIVE ME.

I had an epic dream the night before :D

NJASK, Part Three

Ew. Math.

No. I like math. Just not three straight hours of it. I mean, heck, it was all really easy, but SERIOUSLY. THREE HOURS. No. And I kind of had a miffness with Silver that was foofy. But now it's cool!

Lunch kinda sucked. I had been in a drag since the miffness and then I got into a, uh, discussion with Kim about going to a water park, which I don't want to do. And Ani yelled at me. I know she was just kidding, but still. I mean, you ever been doing something and then everyone attacks you for it? Like it's you against everyone else and you're losing? That's kinda how I felt. Of course, these 'moments' are better than my breakdowns last year. Wow...

We watched some weirdish documentary called Paperclips. Southern accents really bother me. Just sayin'. I'm sure they're all lovely people.......

Haha. My dad says that sometimes I got the accent of an arrogant New Englander. Hah, considering I am, I can see that.

NJASK, Part Two

There was no story prompt!!!

I was totally going to KICK ASS with the story prompt and they DIDN'T HAVE ONE!!!!

Bahhhhhhhhhildyhfe!

For this I am sad. Stupid open-ended. The good news is that math is tomorrow, and math is the best. The bad news is that today in math class I totally didn't get it. I mean, I THOUGHT I was doing it how I was supposed to, but the answers were just frustrating me. Poo.

NJASK, Part One

Fuhhhhhhhhh the first day is the worst. Two open-ended responses and a persuasive essay on how hard it is to be a teenager, plus a crapload of ridiculously easy multiple choice. They said we could read this time but never gave us an oppurtunity to read our books...what?

Tomorrow, presumabely more open-ended and either a story or a three-paragraph essay. You can guess which one I'm rooting for. Then we have science (which I think happens every four years?) and then THREE HOURS of math. Ughhhhh. Standardized testing is not my favorite thing.

[The Night Starts Here--Stars]

No one believes me when I say I don't like Basil anymore. No one. NO ONE. Not even the people I don't know very well! Like, wtf? Why is it so hard to believe? It's not I was going to like him forever. Jesus, he's such a dickwad...ugh....revenge.....oops. Did that slip out?

That's pretty much all. G'Bye.

See, I was thinking that I lost my mind, but it's getting to me all this time--and it don't stop dragging me down.

[Tranquilize--The Killers ft. Lou Reed]

I am freaking addicted to this song. Yeeeeeeeee. Listen to it. I don't even know why I love it so much. I just do. I don't get the video at all, but heck. This song is so different from every other Killers song.......I actually don't like the guy's voice that much, but everything else is cool.

NJASK starts tomorrow. Ugh. The only positive thing about the entire test is that Silver is in the same room as me. Seriously, it's just an enormous waste of time. I always ace it, but seriously? WHY?

Other than that....yeah, nothing happened today. Silver refuses to tell Stalker how much she, uh, dislikes him and is majorly creeped out by him and that he should leave her alone because...why? Besides the fact that she doesn't want to be mean, which is stupid. She's actually afraid of him, which is understandable--I am too, ugh; he's so creepy--but she REFUSES to do anything about it. YOU HEAR THAT, SILVER?

Some people really piss me off.

[Somebody Told Me--The Killers]

The lead singer dude looks so much better with this hair than with his other hair....

............................

Wow.

Excitement!

The mall was actually really fun. We spent, like, five hours there, and my cash went from $74 to $28, ugh. So much for saving. But I bought this beautiful purple dress from PacSun that I will be wearing to graduation...it's awesome...and Isabelle and Kim made me try on a crapload of bathing suits. Ugh. We had a late lunch in the Nordstrom's Cafe, where we played truth-or-dare and I FINALLY found out who Bruce is taking to the dance (Manda. Wtf.) It was...like....awesome...

That is all I have to say on the matter, thank you.

TENNIS.
Dude. I really, really, really want a chocolate poptart even though I'm not hungry at all....

Salad Sonata, Part Two: The Accompaniment

I have done it again.

1. Honeydew. Honeydew is amazing. An entire one, yes.
2. Half a canteloupe. In case you weren't sure, canteloupe are huge. You won't have as much as the other stuff, but seriously, just use half. Oh, and don't forget to cut the skin off! It may be decieving, cuz it's the same color and all that, but it's really hard and chewy and yicky.
3. One small watermelon! Oh my God, I love watermelon. It is far superior to every other melon on the planet. Use a small one, though! Or half of a large one, I suppose.
4. About 1/4 a bag of shredded coconut. Mmmmm.

I am a master chef, yes.

Salad Sonata, Part One

I'm disappointed no one commented on my freaking long entry yesterday.

Ah, yes! My salad. It is true, I am a master chef.

1. 5-7 little apples. They have to be small, or else you'll have a crapload of apple in your salad. I used Red Delicious**, but I guess the kind doesn't matter so much. Whatever's your favorite. Cut them into little peices, kay? Like, bite-sized.
2. 3 large grapefruit. Don't worry about the mass amount of juice that collects on the bottom. It is so unbelievably delicious. It makes the entire salad so much better.
   Today, I learned how to cut grapefruit. This makes my life complete. I also spent FOREVER getting every little peice off of the inside-skin, because I cook with LOVE.
3. 20 or so strawberries. Or, whatever amount fits best with the rest of it. The strawberries I used were pretty old, to the point that like two of them were growing mold and they were all really dark. Obviously, don't use the moldy ones, or the ones that are too disgusting to even look at. Fresh strawberries are probably best, but my mom wanted me to use the oldest, so, blah.
4. About 1/3 a bag of shredded coconut. I actually stole this from another fruit salad I made once, which was amazing. It was like...melon, mango, shredded coconut, and mint. YUM.

**I think, in this case, Granny Smith would've been better. More flavorful, you know? However, the Red Delicious counters the tanginess of the grapefruit nicely.

Also: I really wanted to put in blackberries and banana, but the banana would've gone bad really fast, and the blackberries were frozen so they would've gotten all soggy. So nyah.

Look at for: Salad Sonata, Part Two: The Accompaniment.

I currenly have toothpaste on my face. Why?

I realized that my face was more icky than usual, so I cleaned it and applied the acne stuff, as usual. Then I remembered this weird thing I had heard once about toothpaste. So (as all millineals do) I Googled it! Indeed. Turns out, toothpaste works on acne really well (or it leaves a hideous mess...eh, tomato tomahto), so about an hour-and-a-half ago, I put some on.  And it *kinda* worked! It did draw, you know, the stuff out (euch), but not much else....so I put another layer on, and at 3:40, I'll try again.

Yum. Coconut.

It travels places you've never been or seen before.

[The Night Starts Here--Stars]

The theme of the Farewell Dance is a cruise. As if we were on a cruise ship, when really we're just in the gym. The guys are instructed to wear polos and shorts, when the girls "can wear whatever is appropiate to the theme." BLAHHHH.

I really liked this dress, but everyone asked thought it was boring. Sigh. Any suggestions for a cruise-themed dress?

YESTERDAY

Hung out with Nat and Lolo! We mostly staid at the park, where we saw Sally, who lives in the same neighborhood as them but not, like, within walking distance because their neighborhood is insanely big.

[Your Ex-Lover is Dead--Stars]

I enjoy Stars.

Umm, we mostly discussed movies there, and there was some younger chick I had never seen before and kind of didn't give off a great first impression. I also ate a bagel.

TODAY

Halden volunteered us to punch out little green triangles, protractors, and rulers for the NJASK. All 800 of them. That stupid---ugh. She does that SO MUCH. Like, seriously, we're not a damn sweat shop. I don't even mind doing the work, it's just she VOLUNTEERS us to do it and doesn't do a damned thing herself. If she had asked, I would be fine with it. Hell, it wasn't like we weren't doing any thing. Like, half the class has to present ILP. Ugh.

[Personal--Stars]

For Content Lit, we went outside, which is always fun.

None of my friends will believe me when I say I DON'T like anyone. Not Oregano, not Basil, no one, SERIOUSLY. There's a first time for everything!

Thall really creeps me out. I dunno, he just does. He's all...popular. And tall. That was his nickname, haha, before Lolo changed it. Anyway. He's scary. It's like he's never serious but he's not a funny guy, you know? He totally stole my pencil today, sigh. When people I'm not really friends with do stuff like that, I just go along with it. I mean, he gave it back. He was just playing with the lead, but really? And God, his eyes are SO BLUE. They completely stand out from his face.

[Maybe I'm Just Tired--As Tall As Lions]

I almost forgot, yesterday Basil was talking about how he bumped into Elaina, and I just started laughing. And Thall gave me a look and said "What?" in that not-serious way of his. And I just laughed more. It was weird. I probably seemed mentally unbalanced, but then, when do I not?

French was not nearly as fun as yesterday. LA was actually decent, for some reason. Humanities was a test that I probably didn't score my usual 100 on, so bleh. Science was just putting up with Aaron's not-smartness (I won't say idiocracy, sigh) and completing a useless NJASK prep thing (we actually have a science portion this year, ugh). Math was also a test, one that I wish was longer so I could keep doing. I really really REALLY love doing these problems. It's like complicated algebra. Actually, it's multiplying and dividing complex fractions, but I could literally do a million of them...actually, yesterday, I finished an entire half of a problem sheet just because I love doing this stuff so much.

[The Night Starts Here--Stars]

OH, and I'm going to the mall on Sunday with Kim and Izzy! Fun. Izzy's not really a close friend, but it doesn't seem that bad to hang out with her. I need a new bathing suit, ugh X( Not looking forward to trying those on.

Hurray for June 9th. Hurray.

This counts as two entries.

Fooyah.

Just spent two hours at a dinky mall with my parents. Ugh. The only thing I can remember about the day is that Oregano totally bitchslapped me three times (don't ask) and now I have to get him back. Rah.

For some reason every time I eat something sugary or artificial I feel sick. Ugh, I wish I could just survive on grape fruit and strawberries. I would eat healthier, except my parents buy a bunch of crap at the stores and heck, it's in front of me. What am I supposed to do? I wish my mom would just buy nothing but fruits and veggies for, like, a week. Ugh, I feel all bogged down in, like, smog. And artificialness. Like I'm ingesting a bunch of crap and it's poisoning me. But not as melodramatic....

Ugh, I lost my awesome green rubber bad!

DAMN HEALTH!

I suppose a lot of schtuff happened today, but the things I can think of most is:

1. I exchanged Oregano's identity with Kim for the SuperSecret, which was actually pretty stupid. They thought I would be mad. I would not be mad!
2. On the bus today, two girls (JazzyFazz and Tuba) asked if I liked Oregano...naturally, I said no, but I wonder if it's really that obvious?
3. I'm considering saying I lied about Oregano to Kim...even though she'd be mad at me...but I feel bad that I can't keep a secret for a day. No. I have no self-control whatsoever.
   I guess there's a fine line between my need for attention...After they get bored and stop guessing who it is, and after I tell them and they gush about it for awhile and get bored, and when I keep trying to bring it up again because I am an attention whore. There, I said it. IT'S TRUE. IT BUGS THE SHIT OUT OF ME WHEN THE TOPIC ISN'T ON ME!!!
4. Basil wasn't here today, but.....I.....don't really care. It was more like 'whatever', you know?
   Not saying I'd never want to see him again. But it's not a necessity.
5. We've officially started our feild hockey unit in gym, which was sore. I actually ran most of the two laps, though!!! I do wonders when I'm competing with Kim.
   I also learned that I'm not flexible in any way.
6. Report cards...ugh. I'll post. This is pretty much all the important stuff anyway, so...

Art A. This is actually a surprise....previously I got an A+. It might've been because I didn't actually finish one of the projects, hah.

French B. Good progress, Respectful to teachers/peers. In all fairness, the tests were killer this marking period.

Humanities B+. Excellent progress. I....kind of expected this....

Math B. Good progress. *sigh*

Language Arts A+ Excellent progress, Is a pleasure to have in class. It seems the less I like Halden, the more she likes me.

Oh, by the way, she insisted yesterday that I write something else for the paper...I suppose I should...

Music A. Good progress. This is the first time EVER I've gotten a comment on music.

Gym A. Good progress. Damn! This went down too! HOW? I must've forgotten gym clothes one day....OMG HEALTH. DAMN HEALTH.

Science A+. Excellent progress, Is a pleasure to have in class. :D

Tech A+. This class really shouldn't require a grade. It's pretty much impossible to get below an A+.

*sigh* So not cool. Not cool at all.

STRA-BA-BA-BA-BERRY! EXTRAOR-DI-NE-NE-NE-ARY!

Dude, I got to 200 posts in a breeze, and yet I'm still 19 posts away from 400. WHY?

WAIT WHAT? Dude! 400! I thought it was 300! Heh, never mind...

Okay, so, guys are sick. That is all I have to say about LA.

Oh, and I figure if I repeat something enough times it'll become true. So: ilikeoreganoilikeoreganoilikeoreganoilikeoreganoilikeoregano!

Heh. Oregano. The new beau, yes? He actually already has a nickname, I'm just not using it. I mean I don't even LIKE him, just a little, you know? Or, rather, I want to. Better him than still hanging on to the last vestiges of Basil. I just wish I had more time to talk to him, besides where I USUALLY talk to him, which is also wear I can't have a decent conversation. Sorry for being cryptic. So far only one person knows and I'm dying to keep it that way.

My day was pretty good, though. ILP wasn't nearly as painful as last year or the year before. I just wish I could present and get it over with....

AMAXING! (hehAli.)

TREBUCHET.

I really have absolutely nothing to blog about. I'M SO SAD AND LONELY WAAAAAAH.

Here is a question for all ye blog-maids and gents our there....should I get bangs? I really hate my hair right now, but REALLY, should I get bangs?

I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down.

[Bittersweet Symphany--The Verve]

There is something so mellow-tasticly addictive about this song. It's boring, and yet I like listening to it. Plus, the singer reminds me of this guy in my class.

Okay, well, Spirit Week Grande Finale. The door Sharebear made everyone else slave over recieved.....second. AND FOR THE FIRST TIME IN F*CKING EIGHT YEARS, MAROON IS IN THE LEAD! That's freaking gay. The ONE year we're not in it, and it's winning!

Oh, but I watched Basil get pied (musical pies=best Spirit Week game) twice. And I mean SLAMMED. But he still won that game :) He also slipped on all the whipped cream from the pies which was on the floor.

SHITI'MNOTSUPPOSEDTOLIKEHIMANYMORE.

[Maybe I'm Just Tired--As Tall As Lions]

I ADORE this song, but stupid iTunes won't let me buy it. Eff you, iTunes.

The bus was fun, actually. I like Bruce.

No, it really isn't.

I mean my name. It's actually Millicent Rebecca Cucumber.

So, remember that project I had to do in LA? The scrapbook about an oppressed people? I finished in about three hours last night, and it probably turned out better than, like, 95% of the LC's. I did Japanese Americans right after the bombing of Pearl Harbor so, naturally, the color theme was red-and-white. I wish I had more time to edit it, honestly...but overall, it's pretty awesome!

In case you were wondering, friends, that (^) is how you waste a paragraph.

You know, I actually wouldn't mind if my name was Millicent Rebecca Cucumber.

IT'S TOTALLY FRIDAY! Yes, I am writing this in the morning before school. I felt bad about neglecting you guys for so long and knew I'd just forget in the afternoon, so......I really have nothing to talk about, except that. Last day of Spirit Week. The dance is tonight, but I really have no desire to go. Fushaw. Yesthatisaword.
Except for the whole 'Millicent' part. Euch.
I haven't written in days. I'm just not feeling it, ya know? Plus, I'm already itching to get away from the story, to start something new. I have the attention span of a squirrel.
Now I'm off to go cheer for navy.....

I find it hard to believe we're in heaven.

I wish I could write a story half as epic as V for Vendetta.

Well, LA didn't suck today! At least, I wasn't basking in misery the entire time. Awkwardness still oozed from the walls, but there's no much to be done about that.
MY REAL NAME IS GERTRUDE P. BUTTERMAN AHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

They are illusions, and not the solutions they promise to be.

Fbbbbbbbbbbtgh.

Well, today is the start of Spirit Week, in which my LC is navy for the first time EVER. It's weird. I feel like I can't be loyal to it (even though I can.) You see, navy is rigged to win EVERY YEAR. So, when you're maroon, you could say that you WOULD'VE won if it hadn't been rigged. What are you supposed to say when you're navy? Awww, sorry we cheat, it's not our choice, it's just the way of the school?

Oh, hum....Leo does not like Kim and DouFou does not like Silver. I know because I asked. Neither of them like anyone...only as friends. Foohey.

Hmmmm.....................

Gym today got interrupted by a fire alarm. Not a fire drill, mind you! This stuff was the real deal. Nay, 'twas a fire ALARM.

And I have nothing more to say. Farewell!

And I feel something....

Sleepover!

I would be more excited, except I have a headache X(

It was fun! And dramatic. But mostly fun. Silver and Kim were over, and we totally had a stuffed-animal fight and had makeovers and played truth or dare and ate pizza/soda/cookies and watched The Lion King (I totally fell asleep!!! Noooooez!!!) and then went back upstairs and talked for, like, an hour! And then we slept. And then when we woke up Silver wouldn't up but then we made her because we were going to iHop (I KNOW, who goes out to breakfast after sleepovers?!) and then we played Guitar Hero and then Silver had to leave (sadness....) but Kim staid for two more hours and we played hide-and-seek and started to play Battleship only her mom got there right when we started...yeah. Such was my night. Oh, andSILVERTOLDUSASECRETBUTKIMANDSILVERSTILLHAVEN'TTOLDMETHESUPERSECRETEEEEEEEEEE!

I totally can't wait till August 24. It's the day before my birthday, yes, but it's ALSO when the third Hunger Games book is coming out!!!!! w00t!!!

Honest.

I promised myself I'd blog every day this April, and here I am, forgetting. Bah.....I mean, in my benefit, I wasn't on the computer much today. I got NO writing done. And it's not like I had anything to say anyway...the movie Life is Beautiful is really, really sad. Like, incredibly so. I actually cried. In the middle of school. Can I help that I'm emotional?

*sigh* What other people call mean I call honest.....