Heyheyhey! Lotsa stuff has been going on lately.... things have been SOOO crazy. I have signed up for a college class. Holy crap, a COLLEGE class. That means I'm gonna be GOING to college in the near future. I really should take advantage of the concurrent enrollment and take some more college-save the parentals some $$$-but I'm too lazy. So I'm just taking a computer class. I'm also taking AP English, which is supposed to be killer, so I'm not so slack-ish. Also, I'm gonna be seventeen in six days! That is also a crazy thing. Odd numbers always sound older than even numbers; sixteen sounds quite a bit younger than seventeen, fifteen more than fourteen... yeah. I started taking piano lessons from my madre... then kinda stopped cuz I got involved with other stuff; but I want to start taking lessons again.
On the subject of what I want to do with my life, I have no idea. I was thinking it would be great to be a massage therapist, cuz I was good at it. Then I decided I didn't want to give sweaty, greasy, hairy, fat men back rubs. Then came a physical therapist idea, but too much math involved. Then came personal trainer because I was having so much fun working out, but then I got lazy. Then came a cosmotologist thought because that would be something I would enjoy and I could do, but I just found out it is 10,000$ to get my degree, which I could get within the next couple years, but then I thought I'm not ready for that kind of committment (noon to five and Saturdays working on the degree). A couple weeks ago I thought, 'hey! Why not go into landscaping?' (I was doing some lawn planting, bark-laying, weed-pulling action at the moment), but then I thought, 'No, I'll get bad sunburned skin or suffer greasy sunscreen.' Housekeeper, clothes designer, teacher, photographer, librarian, writer/journalist, social worker, dental assistant... no. So, my ideas are all shot down by myself. I just don't want to grow up, but my thoughts have been literally CONSUMED with contemplation about my life in the next few years. I just can't imagine my life being much different than the way it is now. The worst part of college and early living-on-my-ownness? Being too poor to go shopping for clothes all the time! I am so materialistic when it comes to my fitted textiles. So I guess I'll get some of my shopping maddness out of my system now. More reason to go shopping this weekend, although I've already been twice this month.
I have also discovered some new and fantastic bands... Socialburn (not a new find, but fantastic!!!), Blue October (Wow.), Angels and Airwaves (a Blink 182-sounding band, but.... good. Not that I don't like Blink; they just sound all the same in their songs), and Nine Black Alps (shivers). Check them out!!! Yay.

So ends a terrible week of school. It's Friday and I couldn't be happier. Everything seemed to go wrong this week. Today was the worst because I turned in this 60 point assignment in at the end of the day two days ago and just got it back with a note from the teacher saying she wasn't going to accept it cuz I turned it in a few hours late. I was so freakin' pissed off. Then I went and bombed a pre-caculus test and felt ill through the class because of my drop in grade. Then my next hour was completely pointless. We watched a bit of Saving Private Ryan, so I was even more depressed. Add the hunger from no lunch in the mix, and that was my day. I came home and ate then reclined in the recliner and took a nap. I woke up feeling a whole lot better, although a spot on my shoulder was coated with icy drool and my eyes were puffy. Tonight will be grand though because there is a basketball game and I will try to convince my friends to do something tonight.
Hmmm.... I thought I was in a mood to type, but I guess I'm not. Complaining will do that to ya I guess.

Not Much to Say

Well, I have twenty minutes in which to do nothing and everything I want. Well, New Years Eve is where I will start--I don't know why, it just popped into my head first thing. Ummm.... well the Saturday of New Years Eve I kinda just hung around and cleaned my room, watched TV, the like. All the sudden my aunt Brenda and Uncle Kim came and asked if I was going to the stake dance. I didn't know, but prepared for it anyways...might as well do something beside sit on the couch. Wow. Anyways, I got ready and went to the dance; braving the cold rain with my newly straightened hair. I got there and had SO much fun! I got jiggy with it and boogie-shoogied. Umm... sadly, that is what I did pretty much. I can't dance and can't keep to great a rhythm moving to the beat and yet it was still fun. With one of the guys I danced with we discussed how awkward conversation was when you are dancing with someone. I thought that was kinda funny. Then it was New Year. 2006. Wow. That night I went home and laid in my bed for about three hours sweating off the rest of the caffeine I had consumed hours before. Come to think of it, pretty much every night since then I'll go to be all sleepy and lay there slowly WAKING up. It sucks. Anyway, I finally changed my classes to a better schedule. For the first little bit I didn't have a second or third B day so I just went home. That was nice, but now I have Spanish and US Gov and Law those hours so now my B days aren't as fun as they used to be. I wish I could go back to elementary school sometimes and just have all my easy classes and recess every day. But nay, those days are long past. But I must fly to church because, alas, it is Tuesday. The day of reconing. Gag