Be it possible, I had a good Wednesday. Woke up on time, didn't sleep through English too much, actually made a few shots in PE, made fun of Bret in lunch, things like that. Also got my copy of Total Annhilation from UPS today. Best RTS ever, I must say. In my eyes, even over Age of Empires. Until today, I've been playing a little of The Sims to relieve my boredom, as much as I supposedly hate that game. It's like Creed; I can only experience it once or twice a year, and in small doses. Anything more, and it sucks too much to tolerate.
Mowed the lawn today, with the ancient self-propelled mower that consumed the entire tank of gas my dad filled it with this morning. Such a piece of crap. In any case, I was glad to have to do the only chore I don't mind, and then get a chance to beat up some people online at my old game.
I should get to bed, or tomorrow won't be quite as fulfilling as today.
Wednesday, February 19, 2003
Monday, February 17, 2003
I need to update more. It's not that I don't have the time, it's just that I'm being a stagnant, idle lump in my room. Writing stuff takes effort, and effort is something I'm not good at, um, using. In any case, an update is to follow; perhaps even in list form. I know I do this a lot.
Today is Monday, and obviously marks a new droning and purposeless seven-day interval of life. Or maybe five-day. I like weekends. And my weekend was good. Started off with me come home from a rather deadening Valentine's Day, a holiday I'm never much a fan of. It seems that I'm never all that joyful on the 14th, I suppose seeing so many happy people just gets me down. It could also be my condemnable bastard of an alarm clock not going off. Sometimes it's nice to sleep in an hour, and sometimes it's wretched. When I wake up on one of those days, I like to say "the shit hath hit the fan." In any case, I got to school, and was cheered up a bit by Julia. I think Valentine's Day sucked more for Todd. You know, he doesn't seem depressed, though maybe a little lonely, but maybe he's just got some antisocial problems. The first step is to stop lingering by the same wall every morning. When everyone else graduates, will Todd still be standing beside the girls' gym doors?
I don't want to go into the metaphysics of EverQuest, for my blog will just end up boring my friends with the unholy might of a thousand Sunday afternoons. I could rant about it forever with a harangue of technicalities, but I'd really just rather say that it's very nice to be playing it again, even as far behind in the game as I am. My computer's still plagued with a few bugs, but they're just small things I can iron out; all due to the cheapass hardware I always invest in anyway.
So I went to Jennifer's anti-Sadie party on Saturday. From what I heard, and even from people I trust pretty well, Sadie was actually a lot of fun. But it doesn't matter. Even if I had been asked to Sadie, I don't enjoy dances. At all. I'm just not a big fan of mass social gatherings. Ooh... I forgot to ask Sterling how Sadie went. He had a date this year. Our little Mormon's growing up! In any case, the party was great. Sat around with Julia, Jenn, Bret, Sheila, Meren, Tina, Rob, and Chris. Julia left, and Rob ate a lot of sugar. Poor Sheila was being harassed by Bret... I don't think he understands the fact that she has a boyfriend, so Jenn yelled at him later.
Jennifer's going out with that guy Chris, who's out of high school- the one who I met at the musical. Seems like a cool guy, really crazy and funny, so I think she'll be happy with him. He gave her flowers and came to our school to be with her at lunch for Valentine's Day. Bret thinks he's a pothead. I don't.
I just finished watching Joe Millionaire. It wasn't bad. I think FOX renewed itself by making up for that shitty last episode where they just played clips of Evan having to make a hard choice. Worst... episode... ever. In any case, he picked Zora, which is good, considering the general bimboness of Sara. Zora even stayed with him after he broke the news of his financial disposition to her. Next week they'll have an interview with them that'll tell us whether or not they stay together. It should be interesting.
I don't quite feel like sleeping, so I'll simply append another paragraph onto my extensive outpour of thoughts. Tonight's one of those rare nights where I'm not tired and I don't feel like I need sleep, but my body's just deceiving me. I'll wake up tomorrow morning an insomniac, as usual- just like this morning in fact. I wasn't feeling great this morning, partially due to my foot hurting. In the midst of my scurrying around my house looking for articles of clothing, I tripped and fell on my toe while it was curved inward, so now the tendons are all screwed up. The pain is great. My eyes were a little bloodshot too, from I don't know what, soap in my eyes or gazing into a computer monitor. But it's Monday, and who expects me to be composed anyway?
Today is Monday, and obviously marks a new droning and purposeless seven-day interval of life. Or maybe five-day. I like weekends. And my weekend was good. Started off with me come home from a rather deadening Valentine's Day, a holiday I'm never much a fan of. It seems that I'm never all that joyful on the 14th, I suppose seeing so many happy people just gets me down. It could also be my condemnable bastard of an alarm clock not going off. Sometimes it's nice to sleep in an hour, and sometimes it's wretched. When I wake up on one of those days, I like to say "the shit hath hit the fan." In any case, I got to school, and was cheered up a bit by Julia. I think Valentine's Day sucked more for Todd. You know, he doesn't seem depressed, though maybe a little lonely, but maybe he's just got some antisocial problems. The first step is to stop lingering by the same wall every morning. When everyone else graduates, will Todd still be standing beside the girls' gym doors?
I don't want to go into the metaphysics of EverQuest, for my blog will just end up boring my friends with the unholy might of a thousand Sunday afternoons. I could rant about it forever with a harangue of technicalities, but I'd really just rather say that it's very nice to be playing it again, even as far behind in the game as I am. My computer's still plagued with a few bugs, but they're just small things I can iron out; all due to the cheapass hardware I always invest in anyway.
So I went to Jennifer's anti-Sadie party on Saturday. From what I heard, and even from people I trust pretty well, Sadie was actually a lot of fun. But it doesn't matter. Even if I had been asked to Sadie, I don't enjoy dances. At all. I'm just not a big fan of mass social gatherings. Ooh... I forgot to ask Sterling how Sadie went. He had a date this year. Our little Mormon's growing up! In any case, the party was great. Sat around with Julia, Jenn, Bret, Sheila, Meren, Tina, Rob, and Chris. Julia left, and Rob ate a lot of sugar. Poor Sheila was being harassed by Bret... I don't think he understands the fact that she has a boyfriend, so Jenn yelled at him later.
Jennifer's going out with that guy Chris, who's out of high school- the one who I met at the musical. Seems like a cool guy, really crazy and funny, so I think she'll be happy with him. He gave her flowers and came to our school to be with her at lunch for Valentine's Day. Bret thinks he's a pothead. I don't.
I just finished watching Joe Millionaire. It wasn't bad. I think FOX renewed itself by making up for that shitty last episode where they just played clips of Evan having to make a hard choice. Worst... episode... ever. In any case, he picked Zora, which is good, considering the general bimboness of Sara. Zora even stayed with him after he broke the news of his financial disposition to her. Next week they'll have an interview with them that'll tell us whether or not they stay together. It should be interesting.
I don't quite feel like sleeping, so I'll simply append another paragraph onto my extensive outpour of thoughts. Tonight's one of those rare nights where I'm not tired and I don't feel like I need sleep, but my body's just deceiving me. I'll wake up tomorrow morning an insomniac, as usual- just like this morning in fact. I wasn't feeling great this morning, partially due to my foot hurting. In the midst of my scurrying around my house looking for articles of clothing, I tripped and fell on my toe while it was curved inward, so now the tendons are all screwed up. The pain is great. My eyes were a little bloodshot too, from I don't know what, soap in my eyes or gazing into a computer monitor. But it's Monday, and who expects me to be composed anyway?
Tuesday, February 11, 2003
Monday, February 10, 2003
Ouch. Damnable Mondays indeed. When I write anything, I try to use the best choice of words possible, and there is no better when I say this: I hurt. I dunno if I just slept wrong or what, but my back and my collarbone and my neck hurts, and I'm just really tired in general. And I think I'm getting sick again. I hope I didn't catch the plague or some shit from Rob. Anyway, an overview.
In English today, we listened to the very last of Julius Caesar, much to the class's relief. You know, I like Shakesperian literature, I like his poetry and use of language, but The Tragedy of Julius Caesar's plot was nothing short of the work of a genuine fuqtard. It's all going fine, they're plotting to kill Caesar, they do it, and of course, Antony gets PMS and turns Rome against the conspirators. They all fight, but in the end, everyone just commits suicide. Or has someone else do it for you. Could the sorrow of losing a battle drive someone to the edge? I think not. Just a little bit overdramatic.
P.E. is really just sucking. I don't mind being a sophomore, but the fact that I've got to get this half a credit is stupid. If I was in really terrible shape or something, I wouldn't mind it as much, but I'm not. I'm the only one who actually runs all the laps without cheating in there, and the only one who does all 50 situps. Is it really that hard? I think they should make the fat people take P.E.
In programming, I think we were supposed to be doing something, but I was trying to catch up on my sleep, which I lost so much of at Rob's house. In any case, I'm sure I'll figure it out in time for us to actually do any work with it.
Took a review test in chemistry, and made a 30 on it. It's definitely a good thing it doesn't count unless you want it to, or else I would fail. And that would be bad. Halley plans to take over the world by collecting the hairs that fall onto the back of your shirt, and using them to clone you. She'll take over the world by commanding exact replacements of us all. So keep the hairs off your back, or else.
I usually like choir, even with having to sit on the edge of the bass section, and next to Palisin on top of that. But today, it just wasn't there. I hate singing when I'm sick, makes me sound quite fugly. I dunno, I'm just tired, so everything sucks.
I am, however, passing geometry now. With a 72. Once I noticed I was failing, I didn't stop slacking off, I just slacked off a little less. Now that I actually get my tests signed and copy the answers to the homework off the overhead before she checks it, I'm doing pretty good.
Forgot to tell about Friday. Was so much fun going and spending time with Jenn again! She's just such a great friend to have, if nothing else. Yes, I miss going out with her, and wish she still liked me, but I'm being too sentimental and silly, as usual. I don't know why I can't get over it; after she broke up with me, I thought I had been handling it pretty well. She says she's still confused over whether or not she wants to be single... It's complicated. If she still likes me, it's cool, if not, I'll live. Enough said.
In English today, we listened to the very last of Julius Caesar, much to the class's relief. You know, I like Shakesperian literature, I like his poetry and use of language, but The Tragedy of Julius Caesar's plot was nothing short of the work of a genuine fuqtard. It's all going fine, they're plotting to kill Caesar, they do it, and of course, Antony gets PMS and turns Rome against the conspirators. They all fight, but in the end, everyone just commits suicide. Or has someone else do it for you. Could the sorrow of losing a battle drive someone to the edge? I think not. Just a little bit overdramatic.
P.E. is really just sucking. I don't mind being a sophomore, but the fact that I've got to get this half a credit is stupid. If I was in really terrible shape or something, I wouldn't mind it as much, but I'm not. I'm the only one who actually runs all the laps without cheating in there, and the only one who does all 50 situps. Is it really that hard? I think they should make the fat people take P.E.
In programming, I think we were supposed to be doing something, but I was trying to catch up on my sleep, which I lost so much of at Rob's house. In any case, I'm sure I'll figure it out in time for us to actually do any work with it.
Took a review test in chemistry, and made a 30 on it. It's definitely a good thing it doesn't count unless you want it to, or else I would fail. And that would be bad. Halley plans to take over the world by collecting the hairs that fall onto the back of your shirt, and using them to clone you. She'll take over the world by commanding exact replacements of us all. So keep the hairs off your back, or else.
I usually like choir, even with having to sit on the edge of the bass section, and next to Palisin on top of that. But today, it just wasn't there. I hate singing when I'm sick, makes me sound quite fugly. I dunno, I'm just tired, so everything sucks.
I am, however, passing geometry now. With a 72. Once I noticed I was failing, I didn't stop slacking off, I just slacked off a little less. Now that I actually get my tests signed and copy the answers to the homework off the overhead before she checks it, I'm doing pretty good.
Forgot to tell about Friday. Was so much fun going and spending time with Jenn again! She's just such a great friend to have, if nothing else. Yes, I miss going out with her, and wish she still liked me, but I'm being too sentimental and silly, as usual. I don't know why I can't get over it; after she broke up with me, I thought I had been handling it pretty well. She says she's still confused over whether or not she wants to be single... It's complicated. If she still likes me, it's cool, if not, I'll live. Enough said.
Sunday, February 09, 2003
Thursday, February 06, 2003
How nice. Tomorrow's Friday. And I'm going to Chuck E. Cheese's with Jennifer! Of all the fun, spontaneous things I love to do. Anyway, this week's been going well, haven't missed the bus, or overslept, at least not too much. Talked to Kara on the phone yesterday to see if she wanted to do something this weekend, but with all her extracurricular stuff, she seems to always be busy, and this weekend she's got a bunch of soccer stuff to do. Apparently she's on two different teams, and she's also an assistant coach or somesuch... Such an overachiever. Anyway, one more person on my AIM buddy list.
Nothing else worth mentioning this week; it's really quite boring around here still, but my computer parts will get here tomorrow, and spending some time with Jenn should keep me preoccupied. I'll be going over to Rob's house with Julia again, so my weekend won't suck after all.
Nothing else worth mentioning this week; it's really quite boring around here still, but my computer parts will get here tomorrow, and spending some time with Jenn should keep me preoccupied. I'll be going over to Rob's house with Julia again, so my weekend won't suck after all.
Tuesday, February 04, 2003
It's tuesday. A mediocre Tuesday at that. I actually woke up on time, took a shower, and got out of the house somewhat early. Hung out with Rob and Julia in the commons today. I must admit, it's a lot more fun than hanging out with Todd, but it's also not quite as much fun as it was before last Thursday. Oh well. Caesar in English, basketball in PE, NetHack in programming, quiz failure in chemistry, incredibly difficult, yet awesome songs in choir, and cutting out shapes in geometry.
A challenging day indeed. It ended with me walking home again, just for the hell of it, although mid-journey I encountered Claire, who gave me a ride home. I was going to finish my walk, but I just decided against it this time. I'm gonna end up hurting my back if I keep walking all that way with my backpack.
So I got home, sat around on AIM, played with really old electronic gadgets I've got, accidentally welded a piece of steel to my computer's case, electrocuted myself, and then decided to sit around on AIM some more. There's really nothing better to do, as boring as it is.
That's right! I went and saw that play last night. It was nice, something to do, but it cost me 12 bucks. And the seating was reserved. And Kara didn't end up coming. And for the first half of the show I sat next to some old guy who coughed a lot, whereas the seat to the right of me was empty. Was such a relief to go and sit with Jenn and her friend after the intermission, because before that, I wasn't really having a great time. Talked to Mary some though, and she ended up giving me a ride home. Her and her straight hair. It's all, cute, and stuff. And Jennifer with her skirt outfit that's really cute... *splashes cold water on face* Yeah. The play was cool.
A challenging day indeed. It ended with me walking home again, just for the hell of it, although mid-journey I encountered Claire, who gave me a ride home. I was going to finish my walk, but I just decided against it this time. I'm gonna end up hurting my back if I keep walking all that way with my backpack.
So I got home, sat around on AIM, played with really old electronic gadgets I've got, accidentally welded a piece of steel to my computer's case, electrocuted myself, and then decided to sit around on AIM some more. There's really nothing better to do, as boring as it is.
That's right! I went and saw that play last night. It was nice, something to do, but it cost me 12 bucks. And the seating was reserved. And Kara didn't end up coming. And for the first half of the show I sat next to some old guy who coughed a lot, whereas the seat to the right of me was empty. Was such a relief to go and sit with Jenn and her friend after the intermission, because before that, I wasn't really having a great time. Talked to Mary some though, and she ended up giving me a ride home. Her and her straight hair. It's all, cute, and stuff. And Jennifer with her skirt outfit that's really cute... *splashes cold water on face* Yeah. The play was cool.
Saturday, February 01, 2003
As far as Saturdays go, this one sucks. I'm bored out of my mind. There's simply nothing to do! Rob's busy working at the play tonight, Julia's still grounded, Bret's dumb and doesn't talk much, Jenn's, um, yeah, and nobody else will get online anyway. I called my geometry buddy Kara Collister a few times to see if she wanted to go see that new Darkness Falls movie with me, but no luck. Nobody's home, and I'm not really even sure I've got the right number. I guess I'll try again tomorrow. Sigh... I'm kinda lonely.