THE LORD OF THE RINGS HAS FINALLY GOTTEN THE RECOGNITION IT DESERVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 11 ACADEMY AWARDS (all the ones it was nominated for...including BEST MOTION PICTURE OF THE YEAR)!!! Although REALLY, it should have won all of them, even the best animated feature and best short film and best documentary. Just because it's awesome and who cares about all that other stuff. I mean, come ON, Pirates of the Caribbean didn't win anything. Not even Johnny Depp. Now seriously, there's something scewed about that. But anyway, I just felt like ranting because I have been waiting for 4 hours cuz first I thought the Oscars would be over at 8, then I thought they'd be over at 9, then I thought 10. Now it's 6 past 10 and they're still not over. But Return of the King has won. And that is all that matters. Even if it did push all my homework aside which means I'll probably fail 3 out of 4 test I have this week and well as be stressed to the point of spontaneous combustion between Tuesday and Friday (in the wee hours of the morn) as I have to complete my History IA between 8 o'clock in the evening on Tuesday and Friday morning, early Friday morning. It really sucks, but hey, it's my fault and I can live with it. My philosophy is...it's guaranteed I'm going to Capernwray unless I die before then, so why be bothered by all this other crap that has too much effect on my life? I mean, who really CARES what factors led to the annexation of Czechoslovakia? If I was reading up on it on my own free time it'd be fine cuz history is so awesome, but instead I have to do this crappy thing that I'll probably fail anyway. So there goes the joy. And of course, it's stealing all the time I need to study for my Bio and Social test. At least the Social test is a paper 1, I love those. They're so incredibly much better even thought the details are deeper. But yeh, I'm gonna have to study my butt off tomorrow evening and hopefully that will tide me over until Friday while I work on my IA for History. It'd be really great if the paper 1 was ALL about Czechoslovakia between 1945 and 1948. I mean, what else do we need to know? Come on. Anyway, I better go study for Physics now. If I do I may be able to scrape 2 out of 4 passing marks on my tests this week. Although really, this whole Capernwray situation is putting a definite glow on everything meaning that I can't sit still, especially in social, and cannot concentrate due to the purging of my brain of all things but joy at going to Capernwray. Seriously, the past few classes I've either been daydreaming about driving on the left side of the road and living in a 'fortified manor house', as it has been so aptly called by some, walking past Buckingham Palace in complete awe, just because, and then, like, standing there at staring while I am in turn being stared at by everyone else because I'm just standing there staring while they stare at me.... HELLO! LONDON! Well, that was a nice long tangent, I WAS going to leave.
Oh, and I can't forget to say that 'The Passion' was quite awesome, despite the incredible gore. I have to say, although I did not cry (dangit, I was hoping it would be the one :: sniff ::), I have never come that close to crying during a movie than during this one. Which reminds me, I'm like your youth pastor Da, the Duane (sp?) dude; sometimes I just suddenly feel like crying for no particular reason at all, which is weird because I'm not the type to cry easily. Now that I have shared that for no reason that comes to mind, I shall finally take my leave. Have a good day. And if I seem to much in a ball of stress to talk, have a good week too. I'll see you on Saturday when perhaps a bit of stress will have flowed out. Grade 12 sucks. Stress in this caliber is NOT a good thing. I hate stress. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Goodbye!

You know what rocks you guys? What rocks is, I AM NOW A FULLY LICENSED (albeit-what exactly does that mean-a GDL Licensed)DRIVER. Except I didn't get my REAL license today, just a paper one cuz it takes two weeks for the actual one to get made. How retarded. Lou, your prediction was off by 40 for how many deductions I'd get. You know what that means? Yes, I need to hire a new psychic AND I got ZERO deductions. Rock ON. And when I parallel parked the lady was like 'that was perfect' and the whole test took less than 20 minutes cuz according to the tester I did nothing wrong. This is so great. However, I am unable to drive to church and movie tomorrow because dad has forbidden me to drive alone until he checks out the insurance stuff and insures me to drive alone. Which sucks, but oh well. Maybe by the time I CAN drive I'll have my real license. So, let's discuss how we're going to travel from church later, k? One of my peeps can probably take us if you want, so lemme know and all. And lemme know about the waterpark stuff I said yesterday. And I don't know if you guys were planning to go to one of our houses after le film tomorrow, but we totally should. :D Cuz that'd be rockin' too. And now, the mood has fallen upon me to watch a movie, Anne of Green Gables: The Continuing Story to be precise. Action packed totally not loyal to book Canadian cinema, gotta love it. Or not. But really, I could never not like Anne of Green Gables, could you honestly think that after my craze in junior high? And then of course there was the Winnie-The-Pooh craze, the Russia craze. Lots of crazes I had when I was young and immature. Now, I have matured, and my one craze for now and always will be Scotland. Which, by the way, I will be visiting from November 2nd or 3rd to 5th (Guy Fawke's Day!) of this year. Feel free to join me. Not a very long trip, but hey, it's better than nothing. And I'll just be going back to England after, so it's not like that's a total bummer. (Unless of course I meet the Bummer Twins! HAHAHAHAHAHaHaha. OK, so it wasn't funny. But you never know, they 'ARE' British. Seriously, we should try the humming thing sometime.) Well, actually, that's not a bummer at all. So, in 8 months and 6 days I will [if all goes well] be in Scotland, being immersed in the wonder that is Scottish accents. Hopefully not being murdered by drug addicts such as those in Sweet Sixteen. That movie had a dumb ending, hey? (I did love the movie though, it was horribly bad for my not-swearing ambitions but it was just lovely and scenic and gorgeously accentful :D) But anyway, I will also be in the midst of filling up approximately 20 rolls of film. Wouldn't it be ooooooorsome if my roommate[s] was Scottish? Oh yeeeeeeeeeeh. K, I must stop thinking about this before I work myself up and start packing or something. G'day y'all! I'm off to watch...my movie. :D

K Da, that was the most spectacular pirouette/fall/purposeful shuffle dance EVER. It will definitely be a foremost memory to share with my grandchildren. I don't know what the moral of that story will be, but I've got at least 15 years to think about that. ;)
Kids these days, honestly, I saw these snowmen on the way home and one was holding a rope that was tied around the other's neck. It was tres sadistic. And then there were these little probably about 8 year old boys kicking a soccer ball and they were swearing because the ball went the 'wrong' direction. My goody goody goodness.
I can feel my abs, they are slowly becoming defined unseen by the human eye under the...stuff between my skin and internal organs. I CAN feel them. The lactic acid build up is quite small right now but by tomorrow I should be in sufficient pain. (Muscle fatigue pain is the BEST EVER, it makes me feel not quite so...out-of-shape-ish.) But you know, the other day I walked to school in a record 25.5 minutes. That was very nice since I hadn't walked to school in about a week and thought I'd take about 35 minutes.
There's another waterpark thing on April 30th, anyone interested? I KNOW, we're going next week already but hey, it's fun so keep it coming. Besides, if we get bored we can wander the mall and perhaps spend some quality time in the glass candy store. :D Or go skating! Or mini golfing. Etc. Yeh, so lemme know if anyone wants to go and if no one does I'm not going either because honestly, who wants to go swimming by themselves? Especially in cockroach infested places where you need screaming people to warn you of impending doom by cockroach that are crawling between your feet. I've recently realized that I have taken after my dad in many things such as being scared by nothing. Like, when things jump out at me or the car jerks cuz I accidentally drove into the deep snow where no one drives I don't freak out I just kindof keep going. It;s really great actually. Like yesterday when we were walking this dog popped out of nowhere and mom and Christie both screamed and me and dad just kindof walked on and were laughing our heads off at them. Ahhhh yes, 'twas good times. This is good, when my kids try to scare me it will never work. (We tried to scare dad a bajillion times when we were little but it never worked, I have inherited something good for once.) See, my theory is all the good genes (looks, brains, bone structure, personality-yes, genes-, etc) got passed on to Christie and I got all the bad stuff (incredibly horridity of looks, especially profile view, monster bone structure, shyness and pure annoying personality, etc). Not saying mom and dad are that way, just saying I happened to get, of all possible genes, the combination of most horrible ones. And that is the end of my ramble, have a g'day all y'alls. :D

Driving in the snow is so much fun. ROCK ON! Especially when listening to JOE FM, they actually had a surprising amount of good music on today. And my instructor thinks I'm ready to take the road test so YAY! And I still have one lesson to go!
Why is it that they frickin' give me extra flyers on the weekend when I don't have time to deliver the extras on Friday OR Sunday? It's retarded I tell you.
Yay!!!!!!!!!! Physics was democratic today, we voted for the test to be moved to Monday instead of tomorrow. This means that tonight I have more time to study for Math and can fail not quite so horribly as I would have without so much studying time!
Annnnnnnnnd, the rough copy of the IA in History isn't due until next Friday, not Monday as I thought, so stress be gone! :D
Check it out, check it out! I ahve a new countdown up there somewhere!

Things That I Hate

a) History Internal Assessment. DIE!!!!!!!!!!!
b) Competition
c) HIA
d) Stress should voluntarily fall into the abyss because it should be compassionate and save us all from itself.
e) Bio tests that don't even count for marks
f) Everything
g) Jealousy
h) Too many to list, I'm gonna stop now. So goodbye, I need my 'beauty' sleep.

It's great how you guys are so encouraging when you haven't even seen me drive yet. It may prove to be too much for you and you'll die of a heart attack or choking or bursting your alveoli cuz you gasped so hugely. But anyway, the encouragement is absolutely LOVELY! Thanks! :D :)
Grade 12, second semester. EAT MY DUST YOU BUMOLIE (is there an 'e'?)! Although it really can't eat my dust cuz it's actually beating me to a pulp, not racing behind me. Except perhaps that by beating me to a pulp it is creating dust as I impact the ground and then it, for some reason, eats that dust. Hmmmm, now THIS is something worthy of ponder. But yeh, this is pure crap. History internal assessment, english crappy jury junk, english test, physics test, math test, bio tests, IB exams, History test. And I'm probably forgetting over half the stuff I need to do. And then I have to get my passport photos, passport, make travel arrangement, apply for summer job, graduate and all this other crap. It's pure crap. CRAP.
Have you ever had numb eyes? It is the weirdest feeling. EVER. Except maybe when your arm falls asleep when watching an English movie and when you try to move it it just flops around like Harry's boneless arm. Hahahaha, good times. But, the good news is my prescription is the same as it was a year and a half ago, my eyes are not getting worse! Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! NO blindness or contacts for me! Muahahaha.
Anyway, I'm gonna leave now. Goodbye chillun'. :D

Have I Ever Told You How Great It Is That You're Already 18? ;)

Well, frankly, it's awesome. Because The Passion is merely rated 18A or so it says on the big sign at Galaxy. Soooooooooo, we can all go see it on Thursday! Well, at least Da and Lo and me. Tas and Lou (to increase the concentration of maturiosity cuz you're all so OLD) can come too but I'm sure they're not quite so enthusiastic about it as we are, although that in no way way prevents them from coming. Besides the fact that they probably don't want to see it at all. (Prove me wrong?) Anyway, that is all I have to say. I took an extra 5 minutes to check after school. Apparently there're so many 18A and R rated movies playing right now they won't sell ANY tickets at the little machines. 'Tis quite amusing. But anyway, keep your schedules free and clear for Thursday all who wish to come! :D EXCITEMENT!
Oh, and one other thing. I scheduled my last driving lesson (8AM on Saturday...WHAT WAS I THINKING?????????) and I scheduled the road test which will take place at approximately 11PM on Saturday. I only mention times so you can all stay off the roads and warn all who you wish to save as I am liable to run something over again. Ooops, did I say again????????? I mean I've NEVER run anything over. Seriously. You know I'd be petrified of driving if I had run something over. And that would be dastardly cuz driving brings me JOY. Especially the river valley. I'd never realized. Wow. G'bye! :D

Ok, so I won't possibly be gaping at the awesomness, I will DEFINITELY be gaping at the awesomness. And I don't care if it's through rose-coloured glasses.

214 DAYS YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In 214 days' time or less, I will be hopefully in England, possibly on a bus, possibly in between here and there, possibly at Capernwray. Possibly gaping at the awesomness. But, you guys, either way I will be stepping out of my comfort zone in a country where I know no one. I probably know the queen best actually. And that just shows you..that I know no one. I'm so excited! Not because I wil know no one but because it will be pure joy in spite of it. Unless I get in an accident. Or go crazy because they drive on the left side of the road. ANYWAY! I am super excited.
I just mixed up pigs and cows. I was thinking about how milk comes from pigs and how some people don't like pork so how can they like hamburgers? It was very odd. Cuz I actually sincerely thought that.
Another subject has been added the the list of subjects that I can use for the Alexander Rutherford Scholarship (or the ARS as I like to call it, now you never have to ask again). Yay! I raised my mark by 5% with the diploma and I didn't even do that good on it! Yeeeeeeeeeeeeehaw! Now I don't have to take Chem. again! What joy. :D
Well, between the marks and the recounting of days and the 'new' scrapbook bag today (added to by yesterday) has been a thoroughly fantastic day. In case you wanted to know.

Resemblance

The resemblance between the Newsboys lead singer (based on various music videos) and the Live lead singer (based on the Heaven music video) is uncanny. Seriously, they're both bald, they've both got the eyebrows. And they look alike otherwise too. It's really quite odd. Maybe it's that thing about how everyone has a 'twin'. Cuz seriously, they look A LOT alike. Maybe it's really one guy leading a double life. Cuz isn't it weird the they both sing AND they look almost identical (from what I've seen)? Yeh, anyway, I should get back to my homework that I was finishing. Yes, I was actually doing it since 4 o'clock. Well, I taped up my physics book anyway. Goodbye! :D

Guess what guys?! I can see my comments again! For about the past hundred years I haven't been able to open them when I clicked on the link nothing happened. And now they work again! Hence the abundance (3) of comments from me. Lo man, you should bring le mini cassette recorder tonight if you read this before then.
I have to go for another driving lesson today. Maybe we'll go to the other part of Edmonton near South Edmonton Common (IKEA!). That'd be cool. Although that means no cool river valley curvy steep roads. I think I wanna go over the High Level Bridge. Even though it's so narrow that you have to pass cars in the other lane about 3 cm away. It still looks fun. But that's just me, I'm sure no one else would agree cuz you're all so...weird. :p That was a pretty bad insult hey?
And now I have to go get ready, do my chores and then delver the flyers that I didn't deliver yesterday. I hope no one kills me for that. Oh well, if they do I believe you should play the song from '28 Days Later' at my funeral. Goodbye all y'all! :D

Capernwray

YOU GUYS I AM SO EXCITED WHY MUST I WAIT TILL SEPTEMBRE?????????????? I got a whole whackload of stuff from Capernwray today. And when I read the coach (teehee!) station address '164 Buckingham Palace Road' it hit me like a sock in the eye, and now I'm super duperly excited. And get this, THEY HAVE THEIR OWN FARM! Which isn't so spectacular cuz so does the U of A. But this one's in England and therefore it is better. Oh, quick question...what is 'washing powder'? Is it some weird form of soap? Do I have a national costume? Hmmm, I don't think so. Ok, this is so great. And what's with not having an international electricity system? I don't want to buy a transformer, what's with that???????? And another thing! Why on EARTH does laundry cost £2 per load? That's insane! But still awesome cuz it's in pounds. AND I'm going to get a bank account at the National Westminster Bank and a new email address! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! The excitment is flowing. Ok, settle down Ste. Hey guys, what do you think of this? I'll go a little bit early (since it starts on Sept. 25th and I won't have anything else to do during the rest of September) and, like, amble around Scotland and Ireland and England and the rest of Europe and have a jolly good time of it. Of course, it probably wouldn't be so great by myself so technically you should all come with me. ANYWAY, I must stop this talk cuz I still have over 200 days to go and I still need to make travel arrangements and get my passport and my summer job so I can pay for the tickets. Yeehaw! Well, have a fabby day! :D

'Trying to fit a square into a circle.' Try to get the song folks, haven't done one of these in a while. I know some of you don't like this particular singer, but too bad, this song is awesome. :D And I just felt like adding that because I don't want to go study for Physics. :S
Oh, and if you were wondering, the dates are now in Croation. I needed some variation and that seemed to be it. So enjoy.

Limits

Limits are stupid. Especially in calculus and online photo albums (which reminds me, I should do my math homework). So guys, it appears I cannot post my new pics in my album because it would 'exceed the limit'. My sentiments go out to you Lo, you seemed so eager to see the captions. But I did scan 5 more pics from group 4 so check 'em out if you wish, they're pretty similar to ones I already had from your film.
I love driving, that one hill in Edmonton ROCKS. It's all curvy and steep and totally awesome (it leads to that green archy bridge that's really weird to steer on because the 'pattern' on the bridge deck is screwy on the tires and the road leads to downtown in a round about way). Too bad the speed limit is like 35 km/h for pretty much the entire thing. That was the highlight of my day. Along with the freeway, but I'd already done that numerous other times so it wasn't too exciting. But I went around those 2 traffic circles in Edmonton about 600 times today. It reminded me of the Starfield concert cuz we went that wa to get there. Mmmm, fond memores of going around the traffic circle several times, getting lost and crossing Connor's Road. HA! That was so awesome. But only Da knows about that cuz NO ONE ELSE CAME! You guys, you missed about the awesomest thing ever. YOU MISSED THE FRENCH SONG ABOUT BATHROOMS, CORN FLAKES, AND NUMEROUS OTHER THINGS! It was rockin'. Which reminds me, Da and Lo bring your YC pre-registration forms on Saturday so I, or Lo and I can hand them in on Sunday. ROCK ON! Remember, we're not taking the bus, we are driving! Yay! Cheerio! ;) :D
P.S. For the last post I was in an extremely bad and stressed mood, DON'T QUESTION ANYTHING THAT I SAID. Just assume I was on crack and don't have a nervy b. Harumph.

I feel horrible.
But on the plus side, I have decided that my ideal guy is the British dude (the lovely one with dark hair) from What A Girl Wants. Except he should be Scottish. Have I said this all already? Actually, there was the Tim dude from Starfield until I found out that he's like 27. Of course, someone just like him but closer to my age would be excellent. And why am I talking about this? Good question. I guess this is what happens when I have explosive amounts of homework piled on to me. Hopefully the stress will render me unfit for being near humans tomorrow so I can finish all my homework tomorrow that's due tomorrow and then hand it in on Thursday. I'm really feeling the pointlessness of the majority of grade 12 right now. And the pointlessness of trying to be friends with some people. But thankfully, I can watch Treasure Planet or Sinbad or *Bend It Like Beckham* or Pirates of the Carribean or numerous other movies that I have carelessly bought over the past few years. Anyone have an eye on something that I own that you'd like to buy? I could really use some money to save up for my plane tickets. And just think, you'd be aiding in getting rid of me faster. THINK OF THE BENEFITS.
I've also decided that despite the fact that I already have a grad dress I think I shall refuse to attend my own graduation. Not only will I feel completely inadequate, hideous and fat going to grad I will also feel utterly depressed because I will be going by myself. I suspect all my buddies will have "significant others" (or semi-significant at least) to go to grad with, so should that occur I think I shall refuse to come. Grad is becoming more and more unappealing and I'd rather not be a loner while everyone else is rippin' it up and having a good ol' time. In that case the jealousy really WOULD drive me MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD. Cuz it never has before (slkjroitksglsj). I'd rather stay home and watch Mr. Dressup so I can pretend to be a carefree kid again. Hey, that gives me an idea, we should have a Disney marathon one of these days!!!!! Ooooh, that'd be so much fun! So I'm immature, get over it.
K, really must go work on Bio. now. Stupid crap that is school. Fake sickness is looking VERY appealing right now. And of course you'll say I should be doing my homework instead of blogging, which would be true. But unfortunately, some of us are not IB machines, we are humans, thus we need breaks every once in a while. So goodbye.

The Passion

You guys, The Passion is rated R, ain't that RETARDED?? Well, I mean, of course it's gonna be graphic but HELLO, I WANTED TO SEE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh well, as long as that was the US rating it should only be 14A or at the most 18A in Canada. Which means I can go when accompanied by and 18 year old, which should be not much of a problem seeing as how you're 'all' adults and everything. And cuz, you know, you all want to see it. Or so you should. However, if it IS rated R I can't go see it until May the 8th. How dumb is that?????! Extremely. But the trailer...AWESOME! And the trailer music...EVEN AWESOMER!!!!!!!!!! Man alive, MAN ALIVE!
Oh, and one question. Are you supposed to refrain from giving grad pictures until you graduate or just give them out when you get them? Cuz I got mine in the mail today and I'd really like to know. Thanks loads.
Have a lovely day y'all! Mwuah! ;)

ROCKIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

K, so Filo hath returned in spectacular fashion. Well, it wasn't so spectacular, but it was great. So, I decided to go do my flyers and I just happened to be by this one corner right when my music turned off. And what do I hear but a squawk that sounds quite Filo-like. So I gasped and tried to find out where he was and when I whistled he went insane so I knew it was him but I couldn't find him. So I ran home with a whole pile of flyers at top speed (I miraculously fell not once on the icy, bumpy road) and then dad came and we searched and found him by listening to him in someone's backyard way up in their tree. So I called him and after a couple minutes he flew down, it was great. And then we walked home with him and it was cute and I was happy. Let me remind you he is a tropical bird and it was below zero. And he didn't get attacked by anything. This is nothing short of MIRACULOUS! Dadadada, and he's not sick at all.

FM Static

This is FM Static. Listen to their music, it is joy. JOY! Just like Starfield which I will post a picture of in the VERY near future.

Ok, here we go. Time HAS passed (I spelled it past at first, it was awesome) since I last posted on this post, it's now 12:02am. So, I can't find a pic to actually put on my blog, but check it out. Go beautiful music. Go Da for introducing us to the beautiful music. ROCK ON! The best pic, btw, is the second last one.

He Has Perished

Or it is assumed so anyway. And I'm sure you're wondering who that he is, well, that'd be my poor baby Filo. I was leaving the house...and he flew at me and landed on my shoulder right when I closed the door, then the door scared him and he flew away. Away into the abyss, following the wind, not hearing our pitiful cries. I'm sure some sort of evil carnivore has discovered his lifeless body by now. My poor baby, the only thing that ever loved me unconditionally and sang me songs and whisteld at me. So now I'm gonna pretend to be cheerful but really every time I think about it my heart shrinks a little more and I'm weeping inside. To think, his little body flapping around and then tiring out and falling into the snow and squawking pitifully. I think I'm going to become a hard-crusted person, that meaning that I will never ever allow myself to care about anything living again. They die too easily. Of course, I can't do that so instead I have to sink into some pitiful pit of sorrow over a bird. Wow, this sinking feeling is so common these days. It's dastardly. I shouldn't be talking about this, it makes it worse.
On a lighter note, Starfield was and is AWESOME!!!!!!!!!! Beauteous music I tell ya.
Shouts to Tas and Lou...HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!! Stay sober!
Well, goodbye my friends. I'm gonna go wallow in my sorrow now. :'(

MSN is working...and it's working better than ever. I loves it, but this week of now MSN has been great. I actually got stuff done. Of course, there WAS the downside of not being able to talk to peeps as much, but hey...I can live with it. I made two new friends in Physics so yay! I am capable of talking to people without promtment by them or other people. And actually carrying on a conversation for half an hour? Good times. Still working on table guy of course. Well, g'bye lovlies! :D

Excessive Grobany Goodness

I'm sorry...I had to, it's just...curly hair...and, you know...eyelashes of dark and longness and just pure...goodness. Please just, enjoy the beauty. Cuz he is...beautiful. Mmmmmmmmmm.





This picture (above) is the awesomest EVER. Although, these are all spectacular.

Ok, now that you have all seen "THE EYELASHES" of beauty, and it has been established that no one could possibly be as gorgeous, I shall continue to rave. I don't care what you say. He surpasses Orlando Bloom. Even Orlando's beautiful puppy dog look. Although I must say his curly hair is absolument lovely. He still doesn't compare to...the beauty that is...Josh Groban's eyelashes. And eyes. And hair. And all around gorgeosity. I think I shall make a point of kidnapping him someday just so I can look at him and his beauty. I bet even Georgia would think he's gorgy. Even moreso than 'The Sex God', can you believe it? I sure can. I mean, sure he doesn't have a British accent, but honestly, that's ok. He's got that inner (akhskhandlagldouteralgfklsdg) beauty that all males should have. I mean, come on, who needs genes for blond, straight, anything else that is not Grabany hair. And now I have completed my shallow ranting. That should suffice for...a while. At least I can always go back to the pictures! :D
Mmwah! ;) Have a loooovely day my gorgeous friends/acquantances and other such wonderful people. Heck, if I've never spoken to you before in my life or perhaps I have at one point hated you, you are still gorgeously gorgeous. Fabbity fab-fab y'all. This day has brought me joy.
P.S. There are over 10 less days until Capernwray than I thought! What joy!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh, and guess what? I have come to...a realization. And I shall never mourn again! Well, unless someone dies. But this is good news folks, I am...completely over everything (YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS. And if you don't, have no worries, you will never need to worry about it.). Not to mention using an excessive amounts of elipses (I am TRULY sorry if that bothers you, please accept my sincere apologies to whichever of you gorgeous folks I have...annoyed. Whoops! There I go again. Sorry!). So yeah, I'm super joyful right now. It's almost as if Josh Groban has just showed up at my door and proposed to me....................k, I'm back now. Except no, I'm not quite so shallow to want to marry someone I don't even know. I'll continue to be available until I find me some highly unshallow (he'd kindof hafta be) Scottish guy. Although if I can't find one of them I really CULD settle for the British dark haired wonder boy in "What A Girl Wants". Providing he comes with the personality of, well, himself in the movie. It makes him about 12 hundred million times more attractive and he was pretty darn spiffy in the first place. Have I ever mentioned that I hate talking about boys excessively? Therefore I really AM goinf to stop now. So goodbye my minions. FLY MY MINIONS, FLY! I know you want to. Whoops, wrong...group of buddies. So goodbye my lovely lovely lovlies. Don't forget, you're all gorgeous and, no really you ARE. Don't go looking at me that way! It's so the truth. And I'll be highly miffed if you don't trust me. So TRUST ME! Only you beautiful people would read this far. Suffer through the boredom that is my blog, etc. You're all so...triple cool with knobs. Goodbye! :D

Driving

I have realized how blessed I am. With skills of practicality. Honestly, some people in my drivers training class are complete IDIOTS! Although there IS bonus cuz Meghan and Becky (from Da's church, both who I hardly know, but hey, I still sorta do) are in my class. Not like I get to sit with them cuz of my screwed up schedule or anything. And then, I signed up for 4 of my in car lessons. Yeehaw, soon I shall be a danger to you all. Except I really think I'm a good driver. Not to be immodest or anything. I think it might be due to my manliness. But I still think so. And according to dad I turn corners wrong cuz I hold the steering wheel at the bottom. Which is true, but it's just natural. Instead of sitting in that awkward 10 and 2 creeptacular frozen statue position I choose to sit naturally, now what the heck is wrong with that???? I really wanna learn to drive a standard. Teehee, that would be so much fun. But anyway, all y'all have a good day and I FOUND MY SNOG!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D
Oh, and just a note, I do realize that the structure of this post is horrid, but the internet is definitely NOT the place for me to put my English 'skills' to good use.

Blogger Being Retarded?

Yes, yes it is. Because approximately 1 hour ago (15:00) I posted a post, and it has not posted. Which is dastardly because I have not posted a post since whenever it is the time posted on the last post. It's disturbing. But anyway, I just have to relay my sincere sadness that the internet has been screwed on my computer for the past few days. I have been unable to rant and, alas, my want of ranting at people has subsided considerably since last post. How sad. Now I must bottle up some more stuff until I explode again. Man, no wonder I have a headache. And I hear a giant swarm of bumblebees. But anyway, I miss you all and our lovely but usually rather pointless MSN conversations. I don't know when I shall see you again, but if all goes well, you will not have forgotten me by then. Because then I'd have to cry and rant some more. Cuz then I'd have real cause to rant, not just assumed cause to rant. Have a spectacular day! And remember, HUGS NOT DRUGS. Although try telling that to me sometime. ;) Goodbye my pretties! Muahahahahaha! No really, goodbye. *hugs*

This May Seem A Little Harsh, But It IS My Blog So I Can Say What I Want

I'm starting to scare myself. Seriously, I can no longer think that all this stuff is merely coincidental. Yesterday it happened AGAIN! I was delivering my flyers and listening to my cd, I wanted to hear this one song (cuz I was thinking too much and wanted to hear THAT song to cater to my feelings) that had already played. But, the whole cd hadn't played yet so I knew it wouldn't be next. So I said to myself, 'I hope that song's next', but then I sed to myself 'it won't be next because it already played and the cd hasn't completely finished yet". So I kept going and was in the midst of crossing the road when the song came on. I seriously paused in my movement and had who knows what expression on my face. Probably something like a deer-in-headlights. But at that point in time I...freaked out. This has happened so many times recently. Not just with music, it's an ongoing thing. And usually we just all pass it off as coincidence but now that I think about it, it's been happening for years and it's happening more often now. It's usually just little fleeting thoughts, like, "I wonder what would happen if this happened?" Or "wouldn't it be funny if this happened"? But the problem is, those things usually end up happening, no matter how outlandish they may seem. Like the other day (this one isn't so outlandish) I was thinking about Capernwray (which I had pretty much given up on), then I asked dad if he'd heard from them and he said no but then I thought maybe I'd get a letter cuz, I don't know, it just popped into my head. And what was on the table when I got home? A letter from Capernwray. Yeh, so I'm scared of myself now. Just thought I'd all let you know that you're not alone in your fright. I DO realize that I'm a bit on the not so bright and completely wonked and insane side. And you know what? That's just me. If I happen to be pessimistic and self-conscious and have low self-esteem then that's perfectly fine because that's the way I am. I can try to fix it, but I'm not going to bust a gut trying to do it. And anyone who has a problem with me and my being ok with myself can just tell me and I'll be perfectly happy to never speak to you again, or perhaps to take 'a little friendly advice'. But frankly, there aren't too many people out there in a position to give me advice. Someone may THINK they know the right way to do things but let me tell you, you can't tell someone the definitive way that they should handle things unless you've been in the EXACT same situation as them. And that was my rant for the day. It wasn't as fulfilling as ranting at specific people that I feel deserve rantage, but it will do. And since it was established on my other blog that said person is not even worth it nor should I let some of these things affect me, I shall cease this pointless degradation for today. Good-day all and hope to see you soon. Although that may be highly unlikely. It seems that...I'm not going to say what I was gonna say. I don't want anyone to feel TOO terrible. Cuz I know how you all care what I think of you. (Psssst, only 'some' of you 'have' take offense to that. I don't know if you know who you are, so my advice would be to make your decision and leave it open to change. Although I'm really in no position to give out advice since I've never been in your precise situation.) And now you all have my permission to be all light-hearted and pretend everything's happy. Because it'll happen that way anyway and at least this way I don't have to store up anger while I watch you blow it all off. Yes, I'm trying to make you angry or at least slightly disconcerted. However, since I know how little I matter I know it's most likely not working. You may ask why? Well, that seems to be the way I make myself feel better. By making people mad at me. Crazy little world in'it? Yeh, hopefully I have gotten everything out now and please, if you know where it is, you are in no position to feel anything less than ecstatic because this was not meant for you. Also, some of you who don't know where it is. But I have now finished confusing you (if, that is, you have chosen to read this far. If not, I guess you've won out by not reading this whole thing). Ponder it for a while, see if you have the power to make sense of it. Goodbye!

35 WEEKS

35 WEEKS UNTIL I GO TO ENGLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! From this day foreward I shall make a point of laughing hysterically at anything and everything. Well, I'll try to make a point of it anyway.
Josh Groban rocks. And, I just noticed from looking at about 600 pictures of him, that he has almost the most gorgeous eyelashes I've ever seen. All dark and long and...nice. :D Mmmmmmmmm. Take a good look. But you can't really see them in this picture.

My Confession
I have been blind, unwilling to see
The true love you're giving.
I have ignored every blessing.
I'm on my knees confessing

That I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am staggered by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place.
I can't hide
Now hear my confession.

I have been wrong about you.
Thought I was strong without you.
For so long nothing could move me.
For so long nothing could change me.
Now I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am captured by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place.
I can't hide
Now hear my confession.

[bridge:]
You are the air that I breath.
You're the ground beneath my feet.
When did I stop believing?

Cause I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am staggered by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart
Falling into place.
I can't hide
Now hear my confession.
I can't hide
Now hear my confession.
Hear my confession Beauty at it's finest.
I have gone and made myself a new blog, you'll never find it! Muahahahahahaha! Not that I don't trust you, just that some people have issues when I say how I feel. So this solves it all. I can be the 'fake' me and let it all out all at THE SAME TIME!!!!
Have a lovely day y'all. :D

I need to make myself a blog where I can actually say what I feel. This holding it all in is no good.

Vicious Circle

My ear is steadily getting worse again. If it keeps up I'm gonna have to fill the prescription I got last week. That would be dastardly.
Yay 4 day weekend. I expect to be...bored except perhaps for scrapilicious. Or however you spell it. Well, I get to sleep in, we can say that's a good thing.

Love Is Very Near, Ohhhhh, There WILL Be Miracles When You Believe

And one of those miracles would be that I spelled believe correctly.
So, I'm lovin' physics. Absolutely lovin' it. It's doing a quick catch-up with Bio. Of course, we've only done review so far, but seriously, it's reminiscent of awesome summer Physics. Even without Lo and Bev and the summer-ness of it all and the shiny gold and the slinkies and the vending machines, the refreshingly cool, the gobstoppers, the diving men, many meters, Rainbow snakes, etc, etc, etc. And of course the unforgettable length of that second when Mr. Reichelt dropped the tape dispenser. And 'Wow', most awesomely said by Bev. And me getting that question about running over the T-Rex that no one else in the whole class got. That was my finest moment. And we musn't forget the meter stick. Ok, I'm done remembering the wonderful times now. Except now I've been reminded of the good times in summer gym. Alas. I have come to the conclusion that Chem. is retarded and Physics is loooooovely. It must run in the family cuz dad liked Physics when he took it and so did Christie.
I completed my homework by 5 o clock today. I FINISHED it! Including the Math junk! And I actually did a good job of it AND my Physics! I never thought this day would come, but I have actually done my homework BEFORE the last minute.
Well, have a good day. I'm going to go suffer with my sore throat, plugged ear, achy head and painfully dried out and stuffed up nose. And my now 5/10 screwed up toes (I stubbed another one into permanent pain again yesterday). Oh, and the dried out eyes. All on the left side except for some of the toes. There is seriously something wrong with the left side of my body guys, for the past 2 years or so I only ever get sick/pain (uninduced by falling, stubbing or otherwise unnatural pain cases) on the left side of my body. Always left ear ear infections (I think this one MAY be almost gone), always most stuffed up on the left side, always stabbing pains on the left side, always headaches on the left side, always sore throat on the left side, always painful jaw on the left side. I think my right side is invincible my left side so overly susceptible. Don't be surprised if I get shot on the right side of my head but the bullet bounces off [sidenote: U2 is on The Simpsons!!!!! Go U2, lovely lovely music!], or should I happens to be shot in the left side of the head the bullet will be unable to escape my head and bounce around in my skull until my brains are fully sliced into pieces the size of processed cheese slices. Yeh, neway...
Have a fantabulous day all! :D And feel better soon Lou! :)

Letters

Well, I got a letter from Capernwray today telling me all the changes since I've been accepted and stuff. And then at the bottom it says that I still haven't payed the deposit so if I don't pay it by the end of February my spot will be cancelled. And they told us they got the cheque like 4 months ago. Ha! Maybe they speak an entirely different dialect of English in Britain. Not like I'm complaining, it was very kind of them to still keep my place as my deposit WAS due on October 21st of 2003. They reminded me, that's how I know so precisely. :D Not like I didn't remember that very precise detail...I'm never precise. ;)
Anyway, Lou I think you need to get some magical powers that cause the snow never to fall when you 'need' to be anywhere. Of course, I could just use my psychic brain powers for you, but I think working some magical powers into your busy schedule would be a very good investment. Might even look good on your resume come to think of it! You guys totally need to see the pool page in my scrapbook. It's MOST hilarious and completely non-sensical. And just a reminder for all, Tas' and Lou's birthday is rapidly drawing near. VERY rapidly. As a result, the two aforementioned virtual adults must inform me of what they want for their birthdays or I'm gonna have to take drastic measures. And this time it will be MUCH worse than the result of my last threat.
I think I like Physics and WHOLE lot better than Chemistry. Chemistry is the most retarded subject on earth (at least the battery part of the RedOx unit; we hatesssss it we does!). At least I can do good in Physics. I think I might actually like Physics. Once I get over the forgetting how to do vectors stuff of course. Anybody else have Mr. Hay? Is he a good teacher? Please do tell. Tomorrow is my first full day of school since June of 2003. I'm so completely unprepared! How will I survive in such an environment? Oh well, maybe we will befriend the dude who came and sat with Lo and Lo can have another stalker (and we will 'again' be left in the dust to watch the romance BLOOM) that we won't have to worry about as much and I can have a lab partner for Phsyics. Yes, this will be my plan. Muahahahahahahaha! I loves it. Especially since I have now been told by TWO people that my laughs are occasionally quite insane and evil. Laughing evilly should be the second national pastime (after sledding/sledging).
Well, that's enough for today. Have a wonderful day everyone! :D
Oh, and what's so sad about the Saturday Post??