Saturday, March 08, 2008

Bob The Builder, Can He Fix It?

I suck, it seems, at this situation repeatedly. I need fixing. Other people need fixing. I try to do fixing for them but it doesn't work because I guess an un-fixed me isn't quite functional and won't do the job.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Bye Blog?

Okay, so it's been evident enough that I haven't posted here in absolutely ages. And I probably won't. Because I have another blog. Not quite so privy to other eyes though. Although, who knows, perhaps on occasion I will duck back in here and toss a few things about?

I'm talking nonsense. If I can remember this post and date I should read through everything and see if there's much of an obvious, abrupt transition between two different school years. Most of the worst stuff really happened later in the year and was documented on that other blog of mine. One day I'll just reread through all this...

It's amusing, it really is. To read back on my journals in grade seven. So giggly, so many guys. Typical, shy as I was. Now...I mean, there's such a difference. All the junk I've gone through...yeah...

Supper time. Then school, to see about stuff for courses for my last year of school.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Necesito SueƱo

I had totally intended to sleep in on Saturday morning, but that didn't happen, and I can't really sleep in today cuz of church. I am going to be in so much trouble...yay caffeine. Caffeine is my friend. ^_^

Totally forgot what else I was going to say. :(

Ah, Luke, you did recommend that I not come, but I wanted to. I guess it was worth it, somehow...I did see all you people that I knew graduate. And I did get my Spanish done, too. In those three or so hours. I stood up on the balcony...better than sitting, because I get fidgety -

Oh, fidgety...horrible when you're so sleep-deprived that you no longer want to fall asleep in class, but instead you have a lot of energy, like a tightly coiled spring. Makes me feel that if I didn't move around, I would certainly explode. So I have to "go to the washroom" and take a little hike to rid myself of some of that energy. That would be awful if it happened on exam day! Oh dear. Two and a half hours of just sitting there.

I know there's only two more days of school left. I know it, but I'm not comprehending. How can this be? It can't end yet! *sigh* I guess good things aren't really meant to last forever though. I'm really glad band continues a bit past that, though. Who's going to the thing on July 6? Dave, you can come, can't you?

When did we get our yearbooks last year? Was it after exams? No? Was it on the last day (Tuesday?)

Oh crap I have a Spanish exam tomorrow. Forgot about that.

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Playland

Today was fun. I need to get a camera; pictures make for good memory-keeping.

We played for less than an hour, I think, and did a sort of crappy job, for the Rick Hansen thing. I think I was the first person to suggest "Get Ready For This", but I kinda forgot that the trumpets did a not-so-good job on it. It was really bad! The beginning of the song, and then I just heard the trumps get progressively slower...blah. Yeah, that was bad. But I think Mr. Joiner wasn't too mad...mostly. Hopefully.

After our break at 1 o'clock, coming back into the PNE area, I walked under some of the canopy things they had a bit before the washrooms and all that, and Luke and Micah and Sam and I were walking "together", as in moving towards the same direction at the same time. :) Anyways, I was most unfortunate as to walk underneath the edge of the canopy just as it decided to dump its load of collected rainwater on whatever poor soul might have been underneath. C'est moi! Everyone laughed. (Wait. Was it Micah? No! It was Robert. Oops.) It was pretty funny, only my shirt got wet and it looked a little awkward so I put my sweater on until my shirt dried.

Going on rides with the nutbar is kind of funny, because I feel sorry for all the guys, but then I laugh because I don't have the same problem. For Hell's Gate, though, the heart pendant watch thing I wear is on a chain that can slip over my head, and I have to hold onto the chain when I go upside-down, or I think it would fall off.

I actually went on roller coasters. I'm so proud of myself. I went on several roller coasters this year while on a band trip and I'm proud of myself. The big wooden roller coaster wasn't that scary either, only I kept bouncing up and it was hard to stay seated. I wasn't trying to stand up on purpose! So stupid. My picture wasn't too bad, either.

I usually can't enjoy rides like the Hellevator until the third or so round when I get used to the free-fall feeling, but I was okay the first time today. Which was good. And I went on Break Dance, which was cool because I've never been on that before but it spins pretty good, and it's really fun. I was not going to let Josh get his hands on a water bottle on that ride!

Rides like the Scrambler and the Music Express are pretty cool. In fact, any ride that bases its thrill on centrifugal forces are pretty neat. But with the mentioned two, if the person on the inside doesn't hold on tight, the person on the outside gets crushed! Especially the Music Express. It looks a little bit like a wimpy kiddie ride, but it spins really fast!

Stupid pirate ship. Those mermaids should be wearing something.

I wish we could have stayed longer, but a lot of people wanted to go home...it's ten pm right now and I had originally expected to be coming home at about eight or something, but it ended up being four, and I was really disappointed. Band is coming to an end...I don't want this year to end. *sigh* Very sad. Grads better come back and visit. I'll drop in on the band room once in a while or something. :)

Yep. Playland was fun. I was weird and all hyper and stuff, and I'd feel dizzy after I got off the rides and I think I just laughed and giggled all over the place and all over Luke for a bit. Weird but kinda fun. Well, pretty fun, but probably weird for anyone who saw me. It was good...

Now seven am EA practices for an entire week. Who needs to re-establish a bedtime before 12-1 am in the morning? Who? =^_^=

I think I am going to change the layout of my blog, or my blog skin, or I might start a new one or something. We'll see about that. I need lessons from some computer geek on HTML and stuff.

Friday, June 08, 2007

MEI Grad 2007

So, I went to the grad ceremony for all three hours of it and was semi-bored with the long listing of names and all. I clapped for the most part, though, and definitely clapped for people I knew. Were – I would dare to say – friends with, and also people I knew of but have rarely ever talked to. Those of the former type: Josh, Dave, Dave…or David…to distinguish him from Parrott for which I believe Mr. Klassen pronounced incorrectly. Much. Luke, Sara, Maria, Stephanie, Emily, Carol, Robert. Band people. Or ex-band people. Oops, Derek also. Then for ze latter: Chris, Breanna (yay, I finally know it’s Breanna and not Breanne)…Richard, Steve…I dunno. People I know via Josh/Dave/Dave/Luke. (That totally looks like a typo or something. Dave/Dave.)

Might’ve been kinda stupid but I’m only a girl (and I seem to have gotten girlier this past year – plenty of things have been changing), and so I got teary-eyed when they tossed up their mortarboards. It was totally unexpected, too. I mean, the teary-eyed thing. Before (earlier during the ceremony), I’d been thinking about how I wouldn’t see them again next year (mistiness still happening, btw), so that was understandable and brought on by moi, but when they tossed up their mortarboards I hadn’t really been thinking anything except maybe I was proud. Why was I proud? I only knew, like, about ten percent of the 179 grad students. Eh, whatever. Meh. But I’ll miss the people I do know.

Hm, would rather JF hadn't brought up any matter of why I hadn't been invited to the grad banquet by a certain someone, and JL really didn't need to go insinuate that the only reason I wanted to go the grad ceremony was because of Luke. Sorry, Luke, but my world doesn't actually revolve around you, though my friends may now feel differently. *laugh* Whatever.

Ooh, I just finally found Dave's blog. I spelt his last name wrong! *sobs* Yah, I pride myself on spelling things right and remembering names. Drove me insane last night when I couldn't remember Nick's last name. Stupid. Heh.

I think I'll stop blogging now, because I'm busy reading other blogs. Adios.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

42

I would be so much happier if I could just throw my theory out the window and be done with it for the rest of my life. So much happier. But what is happiness? Does it clothe you? feed you? I suppose, like friends, it is not essential to life but gives meaning to life. However, despite friends and spans of happiness way too short for my liking, I still don't find the meaning of life.

42.

A number is an answer but no answer in itself.

What does happiness matter anyways?

What is happiness? A good book, because that's the only way I can escape...songs are second as a means of bleeding out the negative emotions. I know I sound bitter/cynical/jaded/depressed/whatever. I can lose myself in a fictional world so much that I could almost cry when I have to come back. It's ridiculous. But with that, I can actually forget, for a moment, and ignore everything else. Like upcoming assignments. Or theory.

Ignorance, after all, can be bliss. Of course, so can intoxication, and incomprehension, and indifference...

Humans are too complicated and too fallible.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

"Like Wow!"

"Like Wow!" by Leslie Carter and off the Shrek soundtrack I borrowed off Janelle so very long ago. Freakishly long ago, it seems.

Yes, I'm posting from home. So much for what I've said. Just goes to show how shallow I am. =^_^=

I'm going to take some lyrics out of context - because the entire song sorta gives mixed messages...or something. So:

Should I hesitate
When I feel this great
Don't wanna make
A big mistake
Don't wanna make
A thing of playing games
I'm just trying to say

My life is...interesting. And a whole mix of other emotions, I'm sure. Goodness! Ha, as the quote goes, "Men; can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em." Funny how that works. Life is much more fun, for lack of a better word, and all the more complicated.

o.O...I think I'm trying to say something here, but I should really be doing homework before I get in trouble.

*frustrated look*