She's one of us, now

I thought that a blog would be such a nice graduation gift, that I created one for Becky. Its complete with one post, links, and a counter. Here is the link (of course she can change anything about it that she wants to)
www.harvardhottie.blogspot.com

The reason for uploading this picture will become apparent very soon. Let me just say that I needed a copy of it on a server. 

Anticlimax

The end of school just passed by like every other day. I really am starting to think that I am unable to feel excitement anymore. Christmas, my birthday, and Michaelmas all passed this year as unnoticed and uneventful as ever. I guess holidays (in this case, the end of school is a holiday) have lost their novelty. While many vacation to sunny beaches, I will be vacationing this year to flouescent Celina Band Hall. I will see most of ya'll on Friday and Sunday, but anyway I say to everyone: Keep on Dancing, Writing, Blogging, Questioning, Journaling, Arranging, Laughing, Confusing, and Ranting. Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river! PICK UP YOUR REGION MUSIC.

You'd be lying if you could honestly say that you didn't want one of these t-shirts. I'm getting one. 

Last Call

This was the last week of school, and I'm more depressed than ever. I can't stand having to be away from all the people of the school for so long, and return from my 3-month gestation a Junior. I don't have any idea of what to do (as far as classes) to prepare for college because I don't even know what type of job I want to have. I don't even have the most general of ideas (excepting the fact that I don't want to be in physical construction or the military). Some of my greatest friends are graduating this year. Its even harder than last year because I know this year's seniors even better. No matter how much I want to stay in touch with people, I know it is nearly impossible (with some exceptions), so to everyone I wish great luck and I can only hope that our paths will cross again sometime in the future. Becky, I'm calling you all the time.

Just for the hell of it

Nobody will understand this, so don't try too. Right now I am screaming at the top of my lungs while listening to My Sharona.

Chenglistry

So, here I am again. Studying for Chemistry and English in the morning for the final time this year. I can't wait for the Chem. test to be overwith so I never have to look at a buret or any of the other pain inducing equipment again. I feel no sorrow leaving Chemistry or English II.

Pity Party

It just isnt the same. Today I went to Courtney Nabors's birthday and realized that I don't belong with her and her friends anymore. It was so awkward, and the only person there that I could really talk to was Manny Manny Fish Face. I couldn't take it about an hour into the party, and I had to have Mrs. Hanke come rescue me from party hell. It just wasn't the same as it used to be. (I guess this means that I am officially a band freak)

Wild Night in the Woods

It wasn't really all that wild, but it was hot!!!! There has never been a band campout in history that has been this freaking hot. Today was 99 only. I am just now discovering all the bug bites I got, and I am pretty sure that I have contracted some type of disease caused by the mixing of all the different salivas of every North Texas insect.

I saw the 3rd Star Wars on Thursday. It could be the best of the new trilogy, but I liked the 2nd one better, myself. I also liked the second film in the old trilogy. Besides a few cheesy/ romantic lines put in to play upon the troubled romance and the main characters' apparent loss of all acting talent between The Attack of the Clones and The Revenge of the Sith, it was very good.

They had me at Hello

Is anyone else eluded by greetings? I always find it hard to choose the proper way to greet someone, especially since there are so many ways to do so. Often, as well, I wonder if people hear or my greeting when passing in the hall. And speaking of that, if two people are walking towards each other down opposite sides of a hallway, what is the proper distance away at which they should be greeted. Because if you see each other, then you have to wait until your close enough to greet someone. If you greet them when they are too far away, then you still have all that space to cover and you feel like you should say more, but its hard to have a long distance conversation like that. But when they're close, there is also awkwardness because you don't know their thoughts about how you are greeting them, but then its all ok once you have passed each other.

Is it because I'm not black?

What is up, America? Have you lost all sense? No other country is overrun with so many ethnic groups that it can't function! I'm not saying that we revert to some uber-racist state of being, but why do we keep making it easier for A) people to get citizenship and B) For the foundation values of our country to be undermined? African-Americans are encroaching upon every form of music. I'm not a particular fan of country music, but I don't need awful rap to be mixed with it. Now even rock bands have featured hip-hop artists to "sing" during their songs. I read this article about a Mexican woman who walked so many miles and was ravaged by nature all to come illegally to America--where we gave her free medical care, housing, and practically citizenship just for having a touching story about the hardships of criminal activity. And then, all of these people who are illegal immigrants who are simply overlooked have the audacity to complain about the US and its president. I don't understand.

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Why is it that the spell check feature on blogger doesn't have the word blog or blogger in its dictionary?

Funny Stolen Stuff vol. 4

I normally don't steal from other people much anymore, but this was noteworthy.

youg priest
A new priest at his first mass was so nervous he could hardly speak. After mass, he asked the monsignor how he had done. The monsignor replied, "When I am worried about getting nervous on the pulpit, I put a glass of vodka next to the water glass. If I start to get nervous, I take a sip." So next Sunday, he took the monsignor's advice. At the beginning of the sermon, he got nervous and took a drink. He proceeded to talk up a storm. Upon his return to his office after mass, he found the following note on the door:

1. Sip the vodka, don't gulp.

2. There are 10 commandments, not 12.

3. There are 12 disciples, not 10.

4. Jesus was consecrated, not constipated.

5. Jacob wagered his donkey. He did not beat his ass.


6. We do not refer to Jesus Christ as the late J.C.

7. The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost are not referred to as Daddy, Junior, and the Spook.

8. David slew Goliath. He did not kick the shit out of him.

9. When David was hit by a rock and knocked off his donkey, don't say he was stoned off his ass.

10. We do not refer to the cross as the "Big T."

11. When Jesus broke the bread at the Last Supper he said, " Take this and eat it for it is my body." He did not say, "Eat me!"

12. The Virgin Mary is not called "Mary with the cherry."

13. The recommended grace before a meal is not: Rub-A-Dub-Dub thanks for the grub, yay God.

14. Next Sunday, there will be a taffy pulling contest at St. Peter's, not a peter pulling contest at St. Taffy's.

TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE HEART (Bonnie Tyler )

Now ever time ya'll try to sing this, it won't fall apart at the second "Turn around".

Turnaround, every now and then I get a
little bit lonely and you're never coming around
Turnaround, Every now and then I get a
little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears
Turnaround, Every now and then I get a
little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by
Turnaround, Every now and then I get a
little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes
Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and
then I fall apart
Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and
then I fall apart
Turnaround, Every now and then I get a
little bit restless and I dream of something wild
Turnaround, Every now and then I get a
little bit helpless and I'm lying like a child in your arms
Turnaround, Every now and then I get a
little bit angry and I know I've got to get out and cry
Turnaround, Every now and then I get a
little bit terrified but then I see the look in your eyes
Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and
then I fall apart
Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and
then I fall apart
And I need you now tonight
And I need you more than ever
And if you'll only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever
And we'll only be making it right
Cause we'll never be wrong together
We can take it to the end of the line
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark
We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks
I really need you tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Once upon a time I was falling in love
But now I'm only falling apart
There's nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart
Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A total eclipse of the heart
Turnaround bright eyes
Turnaround bright eyes
Turnaround, every now and then I know
you'll never be the boy you always you wanted to be
Turnaround, every now and then I know
you'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am
Turnaround, every now and then I know
there's no one in the universe as magical and wonderous as you
Turnaround, every now and then I know
there's nothing any better and there's nothing I just wouldn't do
Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and
then I fall apart
Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and
then I fall apart
And I need you now tonight
And I need you more than ever
And if you'll only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever
And we'll only be making it right
Cause we'll never be wrong together
We can take it to the end of the line
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark
We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks
I really need you tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Forever's gonna start tonight
Once upon a time I was falling in love
But now I'm only falling apart
There's nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart
Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A total eclipse of the heart

I'm Glad You Asked, George!

Usually in a 7 day period, I can update as many as 34 times (even though many of those are never seen because they aren't on the very top of the page, but that's another story). However, since Thursday I have been very worried about various projects and after a few days into 6-wks test week, I finally have a chance to breath and come up with something to post about. In the traditional style of this blog, I am doing my vocabulary homework and contemplating what a lazy teacher Mrs. Martin is. And in another tradition of this blog, I plan to follow this post with a post of stolen funny stuff, song lyrics, a social quandary, and an odd fact--all before I go to school.

Can't Talk

Must do history, spanish, and BCIS, then sleep. Hey kids! Let's play "how many freaking projects can you cram into the last 2 weeks of school!" Little kids dessert/awards ceremony was cool. I'm very excited about next year's freshmen.

I would speak more on the subject....

....but if your reading this, you could be a predator. Xav had an article from the Dallas Morning News (the pillar of everything right in North Texas--but that's another story) speaking about the problem of predators reading teen's blogs and extricating personal information therefrom. So, I will try to refrain from using specific names and I promise that I won't give out anyone's address or social security number :-)

I retook this one

I like this result better than my first one of Venus

You Are From the Sun

Of all your friends, you're the shining star. You're dramatic - loving attention and the spotlight. You're a totally entertainer and the life of the party. Watch out! The Sun can be stubborn, demanding, and flirty. Overall, you're a great leader and great friend. The very best!

What Planet Are You From?

Not bad for 7th grade

Your SAT Score of 1290 Means:

You Scored Higher Than Howard Stern You Scored Higher Than George W. Bush You Scored Lower Than Al Gore You Scored Lower Than David Duchovny You Scored Lower Than Natalie Portman You Scored Lower Than Bill Gates

Your IQ is most likely in the 120-130 range

Equivalent ACT score: 29

Schools that Fit Your SAT Score: Boston Univeristy (YAY) University of California-Los Angeles University of North Carolina-Chapel Hill Dickinson College Hampshire College

What Does Your SAT Score Mean?

Maybe I'm Secretly Canadian

You Are A Maple Tree

There's not anyone in this world quite like you. You are full of imagination, ambition, and originality. Shy but confident, you hunger for new experiences. You have a good memory and learn easily. You are sometimes nervous and always complex (especially in love).

What is Your Celtic Horoscope?

Ranting, New Clothes, Hell, and a Pizza

No, its not a new sitcom, its my Saturday...............
..................I spent the night at Cain's in my dress clothes from the banquet. We played dance dance revolution and partook of some Bath & Body Works Pleasures. I spent most of today with the Hankes, starting first with a trip to Target so I could change out of my dress clothes, and many games of Hell (the greatest card game ever--its like spoons on speed--aptly named for Cain). After this, I went over to Parris's and made pizza (a very good pizza, I might add) and left. I felt like a caterer--I set the table and folded napkins and everything.
One of the sorrowful mysteries surrounding the creation of this blog was the question of what to make of my life. Well, today, I have been guided by a mother and a philosopher, and I feel much better about the choices I'm making for my high school career.

Last, but not least, a petite rant. Since when has Keyes done a good job with his office?? He's always late with the minutes (and they aren't done correctly), I did the lap book, our general filing system is a mess and is riddles with incontinuities and erroneous material, when we moved from the admin. building to the new band hall, all Keyes did was build stacks of wooden markers and knock them down. When he was "helping me," I did work while he got into as many things as possible in the choir room and threw a ball around (he's lucky he didn't break anything). My mom has actually done more to help with the library. Brian and Becky have done more. His work ethic is apalling, and I consider his contributions as an officer to be more of a liability than an asset. And about Mr. Rutherfords "no higher office" policy, how is it possible to have a board based upon a system of hierarchy without a differentation in rank?

As a side note, its amazing how much your friends change. Not the personalities, but a change in the people that you hang out with. And on that note, friends you have can, themselves, change so much in so little time. Where are we headed?

The Best is Yet to Come?

Wow, what a week--the third to last week of school. I'll have to do something drastic to get a good chemistry grade this six weeks. I can drop out experiment grade, and if I do impecibly well, I can swing an A. I hate out English study guide questions that go along with War of the Worlds! They are full of errors and ambiguous questions. Our Cinco de Mayo Spanish party was a near disaster. Tex-Mex food + Stupid Sophomores = nothing good. WE NEED TO WORK ON OUR HISTORY PROJECT!!! I NEED TO WORK ON MY BCIS PROJECTS!!! I can't wait to bid farewell to BCIS (by far the biggest waste of my time since 1st grade.) Band is finally winding down. GO 91 on the state theory qualifier! Something tells me that I got reelected to my band office, and something else tells me that I won't get elected to be on student council. Its nice to finally see some effective band library organization.

A scandal is brewing in Celina High School. A ring of chronic cheaters is being exposed and it could have a dramatic effect on class ranking.

The Band Banquet was the best it has ever been--so intimate, so personal. It was fun and emotional. Some of the emotional sting of the final dismaissal was removed by Becky messing up, however. I'm glad that Becky got the band scholarship and very pleased that Mitchell got the John Phillip Sousa award. Next year we hope for an Italian theme.

I've become more attached to this year's seniors than last years, and I am very sad to see them go. So much just won't be the same, but they're moving on to bigger and better things. As far as band is concerned, it is truly the end of an era.

AP-breaky heart

So, I would say more about the World History AP Exam, but the standardized test police might come and lock me up. Even though it was hard, I am thankful that we had Coach Hutson (the other white coach) as out teacher. I can't wait until we get out scores. It will take all I have to get all this history off of my mind. Good luck to everyone else that is going to take an AP test.

Fact: Ninjas hate Pirates