wow finally. My computer hasn't let me make an entry for like... forever. So now I've finally remembered to do it at school. Yaaaaay study hall. Exams are next week... therefore this week is the worst EVER.

 

 

Virginia's back...

 

 

Anyway... just wanted to post because it was kind of annoying me that my last entry was months ago and I haven't been able to change that. Stupid stupid computer

 

 

 

It's a pity how selfcentered people can get. It gets to be "me, me, me" and the person's way is gotten even if it's the brattiest little thing like refusing to dance with someone quite decent. Oops I let a personal detail slip. :-x But really what the hell is that all about?

What happened today... people poured ketchup on their heads, Rachael was really really hyper, Michelle got some alone time with Edmund, i broke out like woah, I found out that I suck worse than I thought at that stupid solo.
In Trig, I turned to ask Anna if she did her chem and right when i turned around she said "oh god i left all my chem stuff at home!" Shocked and amazed me. We're on the same brainwave she and i... maybe.


music: good old-fashioned lover boy - queen

I can dim the lights and sing you songs full of sad things
We can do the tango just for two
I can serenade and gently play on your heart strings
Be your valentino just for you

Ooh love - ooh loverboy
What’re you doin’ tonight, hey boy -
Set my alarm, turn on my charm
That’s because I’m a good old-fashioned loverboy

Ooh let me feel your heartbeat (grow faster, faster)
Ooh ooh can you feel my love heat?
Come on and sit on my hot-seat of love
And tell me how do you feel right after-all
I’d like for you and I to go romancing

Say the word - your wish is my command
Ooh love - ooh loverboy
What’re you doin’ tonight, hey boy
Write my letter
Feel much better
I’ll use my fancy patter on the telephone
When I’m not with you
I think of you always
I miss you -
(I miss those long hot summer nights)
When I’m not with you
Think of me always
I love you - love you

Hey boy where do you get it from
Hey boy where did you go?
I learned my passion in the good old fashioned school of loverboys-
Dining at the ritz we’ll meet at nine precisely
I will pay the bill, you taste the wine
Driving back in style, in my saloon will do quite nicely
Just take me back to yours that will be fine (come on and get it)

Ooh love, ooh loverboy
What’re you doin’ tonight, hey boy -
Everything’s all right
Just hold on tight -
That’s because I’m a good old fashioned loverboy

I feel icky.

I'm getting closer to someone who means a lot to me and I'm really happy about that. I'm getting farther and farther away from others who also mean alot to me. Maybe that's a good thing in some cases... I just wish it wouldn't happen.

Rufus Wainwright is amazing. He like... he takes my soul in his hands and flies with it to the highest heights and I float there feeling amazing and so relaxed and a little breathless. Kind of like I felt on Pike's Peak minus the nausea. I love Rufus Wainwright. Right now I'm listening to The Consort... a beautiful song. Ooh and now Rebel Prince. I love him. If you haven't heard him download him now.

Today was good. Well... goodish. I got the Breath of Heaven solo in chorus. It's cool I got a solo but I'm nervous and I hate that solo. Oh well. Other people were sad and other people were stupid and my back and legs hurt like woah. Then I went to work and an old guy with gross teeth hit on me and I almost fell down the stairs. Yea I'm talented.



There I was in uniform
Looking at the art teacher
I was just a girl then
But never have i loved since then
He was not that much older than I was
He had taken our class to the Metropolitan Museum
He asked us what our favorite work of art was and
Never could I tell him it was him
Never could I tell him, Oh I wish I could have told him
I looked at the Rubers and Rembrandts
I liked the John Singer Sargents
He told me he liked Turner
Never have I turned since then
No never have i turned to any other man

All this having been said
I married an executive company head
All this having been done
A Turner, I own one
Here I am in this uniformish pantsuit sortofthing
Thinking of the art teacher
I was just a girl then but never have I loved since then
No never have I loved any other man

-The Art Teacher, Rufus



crucify this unholy notion of the mythic power of love

Let's see... just about nothing's happened since Monday.
I worked Wednesday and finally got my pictures. I want to know how to get pictures on here... but til then I guess I'll make a webshots. So when I got home from work my Aunt Rosie, Uncle Jim, and Jonny and Elizabeth were here. We chizzled, ate Thursday of course, and yesterday we went to see Chicken Little. Cute... but silly. So they left today and I went to sit on Anthony and Anysia for a bit. They're such good kids I absolutely adore them. I just feigned illness and came home from choir rehearsal. I've got church in 45 minutes. I wanted to go out tonight/tomorrow but of course I can't. :\ I'm bored and lonely.

Hey Megan remember... he's scum.




*Insert Soul Meets Body video by Deathcab for Cutie*











Wash your dirty mouth

The play was this weekend... last weekend... whatever. It was stupid and offkey but all in all pretty good.
I was sleeping yesterday and Dustin randomly called me. Then today Josh gave me a hug. I'm getting unnerved.
First hockey game today :-) We won 5-1. Yeaaaa ND.
I definitely had something else to say but I have no clue now. I have to clean the pigsty I like to call my room. Family's coming and my uncle is apparently sleeping in my room. Now I have to write my english paper about the tone of the Declaration of Independence vs. the tone of the Speech in the Virginia Convention. Due tomorrow... 2nd to last period. I feel like crap and I really just wanna go to bed. I think my chem test went pretty well but now I've probably jinxed myself. I've never gotten above an 84. DOC got in the 90s. Impossible.

I hate Thanksgiving.





current music: You Owe Me An IOU - Hot Hot Heat

SOYLANT GREEN IS PEOPLE!!!

my dad just got mad at me because i told mr alderfer that he could call him "mister"... whatever


So ya'll should come see the play Friday or Saturday.
Yea so it's not very good... but you'll enjoy it I swear!
$6 for students $8 for adults
Time and Time Again in the Notre Dame auditorium
8 PM friday and saturday nights

really... you should come...

oh yea duh

i got my report card and i actually did pretty damn good.
History 84 (not good but way better than i expected)
Chem 81 (ditto)
English 93 (coulda been a lot better)
Chorus 100 (no surprise)
Spanish 100 (Actually kinda surprised. Thank God she dropped that 20)
PE 90 (not bad for not participating)
Death and Dying 93... why a 93? because she's stupid and the class is stupid and i don't care


So overall 91 and high honors. Very very pleased.
Dad got me chocolate. 2 chocolate bars. One for the report card... one for pms. Yay

What are dreams? Are they omens? Metaphors? The complete opposite of what they seem? Are we supposed to get some deep psychological message from them or just go "that was weird" and roll over?

Phew I had nothing to say but some huge urge to update...
I like... no love... Weezer with an undying passion. At this exact moment I'm listening to Buddy Holly and being in love so I'm putting it in here. The beginning of We Are All On Drugs reminds me of Andy, You're A Star by The Killers... but just the very beginning. Yea... random. Did you know Rivers Cuomo moved out of his huge house into a tiny apartment because he realized the futility of all the crap he had to get to fill up his huge house. Also he's moving from L.A. to Boston. 5 hours away. Tehee. I want to shake his hand. And hug him. He's amazing. That's all.



What's with these homies dissin' my girl
Why do they gotta front
What did we ever do to these guys
That made them so violent



Woo-hoo, but you know I'm yours
Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine
Woo-hoo, and that's for all of time
Wo-wee-oo I look just like Buddy Holly
Oh-oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore
I don't care what they say about us anyway
I don't care 'bout that

Don't you ever fear, I'm always near
I know that you need help
Your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit
You need a guardian

Bang! Bang a knock on the door
Another big bang and you're down on the floor
Oh no! What do we do
Don't look now but I lost my shoe
I can't run and I can't kick
What's a matter babe are you feelin' sick
What's a matter, what's a matter, what's a matter you?
What's a matter babe, are you feelin' blue? Oh-oh!
And that's for all of time













Are you on drugs? We really are all on drugs. It doesn't have to be meth or coke or pot or alcohol or cigarettes...
Are you addicted to something? A person, a show, a game, a food, a song...
I want to confiscate your drugs

So I'm emotional and I don't think things through. Big whoop.
My parents won't listen to me. I went off about school and Mr Cain to my mom and she's all like "you're being emotional and you can't back anything up." She knows what mr. cain is like... she won't listen to me at all and then accuses me of not listening to her after this whole long thing. My dad's just impossible to talk to period.
They get so excited about my life. More excited than I get. "AWWW SUSANNA'S GOING TO HIGH SCHOOL GUSH GUSH" "OH MY GOD SUSANNA'S IN THE PLAY GUSH GUSH GUSH" "WOW SUSANNA GOT A JOB HURRAH YAY exultations 1000000x" But the things that matter... the things I actually want to talk to them about... they won't listen to me. Then they get mad at me because I don't talk to them. WONDER WHY?

My day sucked and I'm in a bad mood. Did you notice?I really wish I could just scream a huge long list of profanities right now. I can't... I just really wish I could. I'm in such a fucking bad mood.

Haha I hate when people gush about how angry they are. :-)

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

i take it back...

i HATE him

I can't stand Mr. Cain. Yea he's amusing sometimes... but I can't stand that he's so damn stubborn, thinks everyone was in his class last year and therefore knows everything he's taught. He shoves his damn political views down our throats while at the same time telling us to think for ourselves. We HAVE to see things his way. This blasted question we have to answer tomorrow shows that. I mean yea... so he's preaching these views to people who for the most part share his views. I personally do not and I do not appreciate him or anyone else in that fucking school telling me how wrong my political views are. I can't stand it. Yes I deal with it the wrong way. I get angry and don't get informed and armed with a purposeful rebuttal but I really don't enjoy at least once a day having my views kicked into the corner and almost everyone around me agreeing. I also don't appreciate being forced to go to those masses that are a mockery of what it used to be. That and our "campus minister" calling herself Cathlic while not only practicing, but teaching pagan rituals to students. What the hell is that?

I'm done now. This is all the ranting I will do about our school. Aside from that... yay Notre Dame.

I love this song... but I'm not sure what it's about. I'm pretty sure at least part of it is about drugs... *shrug*

Safe in my garden,
An ancient flower blooms.
And the scent from its nature
Slowly squares my room;
And its perfume being such
that it's causing me to swoon.
Could it be we were hot-wired
Late one night while very tired?
They stole our minds and thought we'd never know it.
With a bottle in each hand; too late to try to understand.
We don't care where it lands - we just throw it.

Somebody take us away...
Somebody take us away...

Safe in my garden,
An ancient flower blooms.
And the scent from its nature
Slowly squares my room.
(Somebody take us away...)
And it's perfume being such
That it's causing me to swoon.

When you go out in the street,
So many hassles with the heat;
No one there can fill your desire.
Cops out with the megaphones,
Telling people stay inside their home.
Man, can't they see the world's on fire?

Somebody take us away...take us away...
Take us away...take us away...







I have that damn ponytails and poodlecuts song stuck in my head. :-(

Hullo
I have nothing to say so I don't really know why I'm doing this. Does anyone want to tell me how to put pictures on here?
Justin proposed to me today at play practice. Tehee. Doopie doopie doo. I'm marrying Juuuuuustin.

I don't feel like a junior. I don't look like one either. I feel like I'm in 8th grade, not like I'm gonna graduate next year. It doesn't seem possible that the time went that fast. In a year and 5 months I'll be saying goodbye to all these people who I've cried with, laughed with, hated, loved, fought with, screamed at, wanted to knife in the head... all these people who we've learned to deal with for 4 years. In 6 months all the seniors are leaving. Some of them are the most awesome people I've ever known. It'll suck saying goodbye. I know it's not for a while and our graduation is so far away... but these 2 and a quarter years have gone so fast... we only have a year and 3 quarters left. *shrug* Most people are so eager to get out of school and whatnot. I love school though. Probably mostly because I have nothing to compare it to and it's the only thing I've had and I'm not ready to leave anytime in the somewhat near future. Whatever... it's sad.
Then there's thinking about how we'll be remembered. Will we be remembered as the one with the perfect hair? The one who made a difference? The one who put everyone down? The ugly one? The quiet one? The peppy one? The burnout? The rebel? The goody2shoes? The obnoxious one? The one with the great voice? The prima donna? The book worm? The redhead? That stupid blonde no one could stand? The kickass musician? The homecoming-game-winning running back? How will we be remembered?

I miss Futurama. I just said "whaaaaaa" and I thought of the doctor who's name I sadly cannot remember
I just tried to look up his name and my server froze and I almost cried. Thankfully though... it saved my entry. Huzzah.
FARNSWORTH!!!!!
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

This week...
I have play practice tomorrow,
nothing on tuesday,
work on Wednesday til 5,
play practice thursday and Kait's house after practice overnight,
Dad'll pick me up at 9:30 on Friday and get me to work by 10 til 4...
and that's my week.












Mistakes we Knew we were making - Mae

we made plans to be unbreakable,
love was all we knew.
no insurance for the unthinkable,
blindly get us through.
we've been searching for a lifetime,
short as it may seem.
riding on the fumes that spark us,
while igniting dreams.
mistakes we knew we were making.
mistakes we knew we were making.
mistakes we knew we were making.
don't think about chances we're taking,
mistakes we knew...
do da na na na..
do da na na na..
driving in the rain to the hospital,
quiet makes it intense,
what at once seemed as the impossible,
now makes perfect sense.
we held hands to face the uncomfortable cold,
and lonely room.
magazines and empty distractions
barely got us through.
mistakes we knew we were making.
mistakes we knew we were making.
mistakes we knew we were making.
don't think about chances we're taking,
mistakes we knew...
do da na na na..
do da na na na..
and when we try to think of the life inside,
we found ourselves looking at the world through new eyes.
what can now be said?
oh, little one on the other side.
dance until the band stops playing,
sing with all your might.
mistakes we knew we were making.
mistakes we knew we were making.
mistakes we knew we were making.
don't think about chances we're taking,
don't think about rules we were breaking.
mistakes we knew...
the list goes on and on.
the list goes on and on.







How will you be remembered?

Once upon a time...

I think I'm getting sick. I feel really icky and if I got Megan sick from my water... i'm sorry.

I figured out today that i have an 82ish in Chem. Well, less than 82 because i had a homework or 2 in late. I got a 67 on my last test. Whoopdidoo. History and Government... I have no hope for that grade for this marking period. I got 69 and 79 on my tests. And how much you wanna bet he gives me a C on class participation. I participate... don't I?

Mrs. Galvin snapped at me for saying "we are listening" when she told us to listen. I was taken aback but I understand now. Chris got his hair cut. Everybody go awwwww. Justin got his hair cut too. Bunnell.

I guess I'm in a Strokes mood. I wish I had their cds on hand. Nina has them at school. At least I have them on the computer. What shall my playlist be tonight? I think I'll listen to Guster, Cake (Comfort Eagle), The Beatles (Abbey Road forever), and 2 random whatevers. Maybe sum 41. But not Chuck. I'm not in a Chuck mood. I don't know what I'm in the mood for actually... whatever. Right now i'm listening to Soma by the Strokes. I love this song. Soma's a drug... did you know that? I didn't. Oooooh Hard to Explain. Fantastic song. AWAY MESSAGE!

I went to the mall with Megan and Morgan (until Connor got there) tonight. Morgan and I played air hockey and watched funky people with mad dance dance revolution skills show off their skills. Our jaws were on the floor. And by our I mean my. Megan and I had our first heart to heart in forever. Made me happy. Well... not happy. Because truthfully I don't think heart to hearts generally make me happy because often they're sad. However, it was happy because we haven't talked in a long time. A lloooong time. Haha you could say that "yooong" if you really wanted to.

I wrote a story today. It was pretty and descriptful in the beginning and then it got stupid and annoying so I removed it from my sight. By that I mean that it's in my assignment pad frolicking with all the other random stuff that's in there. Y'know... pictures, notes, the little paper that I wrote down who's in my lunches on because I'm silly like that... random little stuff. Frolicking dammit.

Dustin randomly immed me the other day. Wednesday. That's all.

Aw this got long and rambly. I'm sorry.

The End

Post the following:
1. one secret
2. one lie.
3. one truth.
4. one pet peeve.
5. one passion.
6. one great thing


1. i haven't vacuumed my room in 8 months
2. My face is about to be attacked by a bear. Only thing is... that's not a lie... is "attacked by a bear" means the same thing as "explode from a gigantic zit in the same spot where i got 'attacked by a bear' once"
3. Ben Folds was at Elmira College on Monday night
4. I didn't get to go. My parents think I'm too young for concerts. Grrr
5. singing... and making little curlicues and stuff all over all available paper
6. ready? I'm gonna be cliche: "the greatest thing is just to love and be loved in return." No actually... one great thing... PIZZA

Today was kinda funky in a bad way. Eh. Last period my pants decided to break. Damn pants. Then I went to work (with broken pants) at IMAST (internal medicine associates of the southern teir or something like that...)... next to St. Joes. <-- answer to Morgan's question. It's boring... I get a stack of papers and I get to put them in files. Endless files on these huge shelves. The shelves are on a track and you can move the rows of shelves. People move them while you're in between the rows and I must say that has to be one of the most frightening experiences of my life.


How many people lied to you today?

rama lama ding dong

just got back from play practice... we have 2 and a half weeks until the play... that's not good.
Before play practice, Katie, Ginny, Megan, Ryan, and Bush were sitting outside the auditorium and Megan was making a story out of everything we were doing... and of course everything we were doing was "sexual." Yay for chasing Katie's balls and being wet with the hose and loving Bush. Huzzah.

I start work tomorrow. Haha I'm kind of nervous and now that I think about it... I really don't want a job.

Eh I have nothing else to say.




how many purple sparkle ponies are in your corral?