Dark · Side · of · the · Moon

What school? it is, thank god, essentially over. the only work left is random math and physics book problems (easy stuff) and one big fat final paper for english. i get to talk about basically how people suck and bring in slaughterhouse-five and the scarlet letter whenever. however im a little scared to get the slaughterhouse essay back mon. im not really sure how i did.

The AP TESTS ARE OVER!!!!!!!!!!! life is good again. i only have chemistry one period a week and we are doing nothing in government or english now!!!! And i have almost $400 and a debit card. life is good. i love those shirts. they make me happy.

that is an actual word in spanish apparently. after wed the ap tests are over!!!!!! i shall have a life again!!!! and the school blocked facebook and youtube. my life is gone again. just kidding. but it does make me sad.

I jsut said this about YouTube but Facebook is positively the most amazing thing ever invented. I am having way too much fun with it. I really have to get off the computer now. I have got to get a good picture though. I hate all the pictures I have of myself. They suck. Hmmm, where to get a good picture?

I just read the Onion article you sent me and watched that video. Both are amazing. lol Hey come see Cotton Patch Gospel by St. Sebastian CYO. I am my own fiddle section in the pit and my sister is in the chorus. I have a bunch of friends in the chorus too and Sparkle is one of the 12 Apostles. This will be interesting. As soon as I know the show times, I shall put them up. Henry, it would awesome if you could make it. I really to see you again. If you can't come then we've got to do something soon.

Today was altogether great because my sister went to school and I didn't. Of course, my throat is completely shot and I cannot sing at all. Nor can I find the motivation to do SAT prep (which I'm taking on Saturday Wish me Luck!) or to practice the music for the CYO musical. I'm the only violin in the pit orchestra. All the music is really fast. But I've convinced my dad to let me go to CAP on Monday so I get promoted to check it out: MASTER SEARGANT. If I spelled seargant wrong, don't tell me. I'm just happy to not be doing any homework right now.

Ha ha ha. Someone kicked a ball into a pipe on the gym ceiling and the water that came out was black. WE ARE NORTH HILLS!!!!!!!! Anyway, a fire alarm went off second period and Mannarino comes onto the announcements and says, teachers and students, hold your ground. please remain in your classrooms.

Wow. I haven't been here in a while. If you missed me, yell at my teachers for giving me so much homework I barely have time to do anything but. Again, AP classes. I'm mainly on here because I have a new strangest dream of my life. It was last night. Surprisingly I remember most of it. I was going to a boarding school somewhere. No real people were there. Basically, I got in a huge fight that expanded to all the people in the hallway. I got a huge gash in the side of my face from getting hit with an English book. A really big English book. When I threw it back in that general direction, I gave this one kid a black eye. It wasn't pretty. Teachers broke up the fight eventually and gave the entire class severe detention. They said we'd all be expelled, but they can't expel an entire grade. The weird part is coming later that night. I went to a room, no clue where and kabam. The kid that I'd hit was there. It turned out he'd accidently hit me with the book in the first place. He'd been holding it when he first got on the scene and someone grabbed it from him and tried to whack him with it. He grabbed it back and threw it aimlessly away. We both said we were really really sorry and then laughed about the whole fight. I don't know what was so funny but we found it hilarious. Then we did some Chemistry work together and I went back to the dorm things and went to sleep, still laughing about how ridiculous the whole fight was. And I still don't know what exactly was so funny.

Five day weekend! And my mom rented me my favorite vampire movie of all time! Yay! Now I have time to, I don't know what. Do something other than homework. Damn you AP classes. I should write something for Spectrum. I haven't yet. Hmmmm, possibly starting to get an idea . . . And I have my music back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My mommy got a cheap CD player as a backup in case another music player in our house dies and I get it until I can get a new MP3. I'm probably getting a different model. That one didn't last very long at all. I hope I can get a good one that uses the same software because I've already got everything set up in there.

I got a request from someone who shall remain nameless to retell the story of what happened 3rd period yesterday. Between 2nd and 3rd period, while Mr. Kane was out of the room, I discreetly put a muffin with a candle, a piece of paper saying Happy Birthday Oscar Wilde, and a ridiculous note on his desk. He comes back in when the bell rings, notices the stuff. He picks up the muffin and stares at it. Rachel says Is that a muffin? Someone else says What does it look like? Kane puts the muffin down picks up the paper and says to the class in general Did you know it's Oscar Wilde's birthday? A couple of people say Who's Oscar Wilde? communists. Kane opens the note, stares at it for a minute, and puts it down on the desk. There you go. It was pretty funny at the time.

or close enough to noon anyway. my excuse for not being here. HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHH I have had double the amount of homework since school started than was required for the Chemistry final. But now Children of Eden has started!!! First rehearsal tomorrow!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! I am a "Lead Storyteller" beat that. Well, I could have been Eve but I'm not but that's not the point. The point is this is the first like non-chorus part I've ever had in a musical. It's about time. The place I was at before never gave anyone except 5 people a chance. Now I've got one!!!! I get solos!!!!!!!!!!

I just found this funny but I'm warning you it only makes sense if you've ever seen my dad. This is the story: my dad was driving in his convertable with the roof down wearing a cowboy hat (he always does it don't ask) and he's stopped at a red light next to a guy on a harley. the guy on the harley keeps looking sideways at my dad then turns to him and says: did anyone ever tell you you look like toby keith?