Thursday, December 30, 2004

The !@#$%^&* with vacations.

I have had a generally crappy break. First, I got the stomach flu, then, while my immune system was down, a cold snuck in. So, now I am snotty and hoarse and sick. And Sims2 wouldn't load properly and my dad was up all night trying to install it. So now I have to unplug the internet and cancel all the other programs I have running when I want to play it. AND it will only run on the computer in the den. But I did get happy stuff for Christmas.

Friday, December 24, 2004

The pain...

I pulled a muscle in the back of my leg last night, and it hurt really bad. So, this morning, it hadn't gotten any better. And now I have to walk funny up and down stairs and shuffle when I just walk. And I can't bend over and I can't put my leg straight out in forny of me either. And it hurts when I sit down too.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

Blerg.

I didn't feel good last night, and so I didn't eat much dinner. Then, I woke up at like six this morning and felt even worse. So then spent all morning puking my guts up. GIGO. Then, my mom gave me this anti-nausea medicine that made me sleep, and I slept for FIVE HOURS. So then, since I hadn't eaten or drunk(drank?) anything all day, my mouth was glued shut and it was nasty. So then, I spent all afternoon not feeling horrid but not feeling good either. And then my brother used all the hot water and I was having to let out all the almost warm water from the tub. And the really good book I was reading had a sorta-cruddy not-quite-ending. Blerg.

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Cold.

My mom won't turn up the thermostat, and its, like, fourteen degrees outside. And she won' let anyone else turn it up either. Fingers are frozen.

Saturday, December 11, 2004

I need to vent.

I hate the !@#$%^&*? soundtrack project and my brother keeps watching weird Christmas movies and I think I'm turning into an anime fanatic and something has happened to my hair and I feel sick because I ate a lot of cheese for dinner. And I hate vaccuuming (does that have two C's?). First, the *?^$@!#%& project only counts for two QUIZ grades and Heather won't help, and it is taking too much freaking time. And we still have to do an album cover. Secondly, I have decided that whoever came up with The Nightmare Before Christmas had serious issues, and Bug is still going to want to watch Mr. Bill's Christmas special. Thirdly, I have just sat and watched an entire episode of an anime show and enjoyed it. I ENJOYED it. But maybe that's not so bad. But I think the dye I put into my hair last weekend fried it because when I brushed it, all these brittle pieces fell out of my hairbrush. And as a wonderful side effect of eating the cheese for dinner, no one wants to be in the same room as me. And I had to vacuum today. Oh yeah, and if it keeps snowing, we will have no !@#$% Christmas break.


I think I'm done now.

Monday, December 06, 2004

Today was a good day to die (or kill)

I HATE ERIN!!!!! Today was monday, and Wink was out, so we had a sub. And that made Hannah in charge. She is always grouchy. How can she and Sarah be related? Anyway, she made us play Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, which we s*** at. And then she yelled at us for s****** at it. And then when Jasper wouldn't shut up, James threw a roll of paper towels at him. I, sitting on front of Jasper due to the fact that ERIN was in my seat, was beaned with the towels rather than Jasper. We then played a song with almost all accidentals, and I messed up maybe twice. ERIN then said, "You're supposed to play F#s." I then said some rather rude, yet true things to her that had to do with the fact that she had no room to tell me how to play when half the time she wasn't playing and when she was, it mostly wasn't right anyway. I did not include the fact that she skips, is a horrid bloody wanking suck-up, and keeps flirting with Zawadi by way of sucking-up. (Oh Zawadi, my horn won't play, will you see if you can fix it?) AND she doesn't even know how to lip up when she's flat or finger half the notes. So we yelled back and forth over Art until Hannah came over and made it worse by yelling at both of us. And James lobbed a pencil, a director's stick and several pieces of wadded-up paper at Jasper, all of which I had to duck and none of which actually hit Jasper. ERIN then acted like I had purposefully gone out of my way to make her life a little more miserable. I also did not tell her that if she was listening to me mess up and could identify it as me, then she must not be paying attention to her own playing, because even Wink can't pinpoint a wrong note, and it was really propbably her who messed up in the first place. (This was also the third time this class she had told me, BY NAME, that I was mesing up, and not by far the first time she has done it to me this year.) Death is too good for her.

Friday, December 03, 2004

I hate mouthguards.

I was trying to form my mouthguard for practice Saturday, but I don't know who in the world has a mouth shaped like that @#*&!>?<$% mouthguard. It pushed on some of my teeth one way and the next ones in line the other way. It wouldn't hold the shape of my teeth, and it tasted bad.


Turns out I wasn't getting it hot enough. How @&#!*%> annoying is that?

And now it works fine.

This is how my life goes.