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Ow. So yeah, my head is kind of throbbing. Hi there, blog. I'm sorry I've neglected you. But I'll be honest. In the past...two months or so, I've become something of an adult. I've had to get and maintain a job, practice learning to drive, use an ATM, buy Christmas presents for my family, facillitate a program fundraiser AND pick-up, enroll in college courses, deal with 2 failing grades in school, and STILL MANAGE to get enough sleep. Let me tell you, it has not been easy. I've been dragging some miserable ass these last couple weeks. And I'm sorry that I haven't gotten over here to update...I mean, I've been on, checking my mail and being a NERDFIGHTER, but my posting on here has very poor and scattered. But again, failing the junior year of school is often frowned upon when applying to many universities. And not to mention, it's been a bit of an emotional rollercoaster around here...okay, never mind, that's a lie. Sure, it's FELT like t...

More later. =)

I've found the perfect motivation for a blog post. Oddly enough, it came from a very odd source. This evening, I went to two parties. The first was with family, so it was fun and happy and whatever. The next was with some friends I knew...a whole bunch of people at their house watching "Knocked Up." It was fun. I had an okay time, even if I kind of got bored. On the way home, my dad was telling me about how his best friend is upset because of some stupid shit...it's all a lot of drama with his family and his estranged ex-girlfriend and stuff. But it was just...I don't know. All I knew was that when I stepped into my house, I got REALLY mad. Like, you don't even KNOW kind of mad. It's the kind that -festers- inside of you for months and months until you're so kind of angry...to be honest, I don't even know. My brain is having problems going from point A to point B right now. It's...a lot of pressure. I have a LOT of shit going on at school, at h...

I got a job at Target. Hehe. It's been... fun(?) so far...? Haha. I dunno. It's work. More updates when I have an entire brain to work with.

Happy Thanksgiving.

I went on a French field trip today. We couldn't take pictures in the museum, but I snapped some quick ones on my phone. Our meal at the fancy Brasserie Perrier was amazing. The food was amazing, and I had a great time. Sure, the waiters made me pretty jumpy because they kept popping up when I least expected it (Like the butler from Mr. Deeds!) but the service was great. I had crème brûlée for the first time in my life, and it was just...FABULASTIC! Sooo good. Hella good. I know it's not the most picturesque city, but I really love Philadelphia. It's full of meaningful American history. I have family that live there as well, so I always enjoy a nice visit to the city. I've heard a rumor (that goes for all cities) that if you take pictures of the buildings, or look up at them, people know you're a tourist (or not from town) and take that advantage to pick your pockets, haha. Let's hope they didn't take my wallet when I took these! We went to the Renoir exhibi...

I'm gonna take a leaf out of Clair's book...here's my weekend list. Wednesday School YAG I GOT A FREAKIN' CAR! Friday School Date with Exhibit A (Except you can't actually exhibit him.) He showed up in SWEATPANTS, and I was about to smack a 'ho, because I looked REALLY NICE for once. We saw Dan in Real Life, possibly the worst movie ever, with a teeny-tiny bit of comic relief. The date itself was...okay. Saturday Cleaned my room. Cleaned up and looked REALLY nice for date with Exhibit B. (Different guy. =D) He didn't wear sweats, but he was a complete SPAZ. Saw American Gangster, probably the best movie I've seen in a long time. Date was overall...ehhhhh...not...just...frustrating. Sunday Field hockey banquet. Alexa is the Best Junior Varsity Defensive Player...for the second year in a row. I hate god damn JV. IT FUCKING SNOWED. There is snow, on the ground, right now. I'm just like, wtf? Tomorrow! French field trip. (If we survive GETTING to school...

Well guess what. (Yeah, I know I've severely failed in NaBloPoMo...no, guess again.) I AM THE EDITOR-IN-CHIEF FOR THE GREAT STATE OF PENNSYLVANIA. Yes, that's it. At my Y&G thing that took place ALL of Saturday, I rocked the vote and won the position. By almost 130 more votes than my opponent! It was a complete landslide. And sure, I felt bad at first--but now it feels pretty freakin' awesome. Okay, so the day started off pretty shitty. I was nervous as hell and I had to wake up at 5 am. That wasn't fun. I drove over to the school we left from, and started riding the bus. That was all nice and dandy for about an hour, when I started watching Family Guy on this one kid's ipod. All of a sudden, my nose starts running really bad...and when I put my hand to my nose, I found that my nose was actually SPEWING BLOOD. Like in the nasty, "Holy shit, she is looking pretty pale!" way. People started throwing little things of tissues at me, and shouting out direct...

I'm so materialistic. I want stuff. =) And recently I've been hearing that a lot of the music artists I normally listen to are coming out with new stuff. So I created a list of these in my notes section of my cell phone, and I felt like sharing them with you. Feist - The Reminder Need I say it? Doesn't everyone want this CD now? My favorite song is the Man & Moon one. Cartel - Cartel I swear, I've listened to Chroma over and over again so many times, I practically NEED this CD to survive. Cobra Starship - ¡VIVA LA COBRA! My friend went to this concert and got this CD. SO JEALOUS. Green with envy. I love Cobra Starship. My favorite new song from this CD is The City Is At War. It's a great song and makes you feel all rebellious inside. The Hush Sound - Like Vines This CD has been out for a while, and I've wanted it since I went to the concert last July. Want want want, look at me. Haha. M.I.A. - Kala I bought Arular last year and caught a lot of flack for it--...

Well, I definitely believe that this has been my least productive day for a while. Stayed up last night until the clocks did that funky turn-back thing...then went upstairs and crashed on the couch until the morning. My little sisters were at their friends' houses, so my parents and my older sister all ate breakfast together. Then...I slept on the couch until 3. Or, 4, in the new time thing. Who cares. =) Then I woke up, and watched TV. And now I'm here. Boredom ensues. Maybe I'll go straighten my room, or do homework, or something. *YAWN* See ya around.

Titled: "What my younger sister thinks that my youngest sister needs to know about middle school"

I've just heard of this thing called National Blog Posting Month. SO I'M GONNA DO IT! Tonight I went to my cousin's football game. They were playing their rivals, so it was a really good game. They lost though. I'm kinda an evil person...I was wearing my cousin's team's colors, but I hung out with my friends on the other side the entire time. I had a really good time though. Well, no one ever said the posts had to be long! =)

I don't know why, but I love November. It is on the brink of the holidays, and it's gorgeous, and just...RAAAAAWWWWESOME. (That was a mash-up of the word RAWR and Awesome, btw!) Here's some rrawesome stuff I felt like posting. November Songs (Just a collection of songs with November in their title...!) 1. November Has Come - Gorillaz (LOVE this song.) 2. Azure Ray -November 3. Silverstein - November 4. Atomic Opera - November 5. Tom Waits - November 6. Troop - Sweet November 7. Liz Durrett - November 8. Avail - This November 9. The National - Mr. November Factoids (from http://www.entourages.com/barbs/november.htm ) "According to the Georgian calendar, November is the eleventh month of the year. In the early Roman calendar, it was the ninth month. The Roman Senate elected to name the eleventh month for Tiberus Caesar, and since Augustus time, it has had only 30 days. Originally, there were 30 days, then 29, then 31. November comes between the fall and winter months. ...

Things I did this past weekend: Went to a funeral in Philly Went out to eat in a downpour Volunteered at a "Making Strides Against Breast Cancer Walk" Applied for three jobs (Tarjay, EatNPark, and Famous Footwear) Went deer-spotting Put music on my mp3 player/camera/cell phone Lost my electricity for four hours on Sunday night This upcoming week is my busiest yet this month. I have a new event to attend to every day of the week---not to mention homework. If I barely scrape by this week, enough to see the weekend (without suffering a total meltdown) then a lot will be accomplished. Today was crazy hair day. I didn't participate. That kind of stuff isn't for me. Then I went to the Halloween parade in town. It was a complete waste of time, but I had to be there at first to volunteer, which the people in charge didn't even show up, so I ended killing a few hours that I needed for HW. =( Tomorrow is crazy hat day, which I can do. I have a Cat in the Hat hat that I'...

"Everybody makes mistakes/Everybody has those days..." -Hannah Montana Yeah Miss Montana? Well, I doubt you've had the day I've had. Enter: Wake up at 6:00 in the morning on a Saturday. Get in the shower, dress, and eat breakfast. Wonder why I'm up so early? I have a Youth and Government shindig. I get ready to go, and then wake my dad up at 7:30 and tell him we should go soon. I have to be there by 9 am, and it's about a half-hour away. That translates to an hour or so with me driving (still on my permit, so Dad has to come) and the fact that we don't exactly know where the Anita Tuvin Schlecter building is. I drove fine on the way there, no one died. =) We get there, and we were kind of lost--but that wasn't that big of deal. We were still early and we found the place all right. I also found my friend from Y&G who had told me what was going on today. We stood outside the ATS building...and it was locked. There wasn't a soul in sight. Me: ...

All right, so I am going to attempt a very long post because I've left everyone in the dark for much too long and it seems as if nothing interesting is going on in my life if you were watching it from the sidelines. Aww, look at me going all metaphorical on you! Haha. Well, I know I just updated and said that I got a new cell phone--and I LOVE it--no lie, hands down, the gospel truth, that's all, FINITE INCANTATEM! I'll take it out at random times during the day and just revel in its sheer awesomeness. Whenever I get a new phone (And I'm on #3 now...that's if you're talking models. I'm on #4 in phones TOTAL.) I just go crazy with it. Okay, I'm done boring you to death with a double post. Let's move onto the new details, shall we? Today I had a meeting with my Gifted teacher. She's more or less a guidance counselor for us former Gifted students of middle school. She makes sure we're doing amazing and offers us things that other students don...

The Phillies lost.

Sooo...I finally got a new cell phone. (Alexa, on the inside: SQUEEEE!!) I'm sure you remember my old phone? Yeah, that piece of crap. That thing was so poop, I'm telling ya. It would randomly shut off whenever it wanted, it would never charge when I WANTED, and it was generally just really wacky. I finally broke my dad down and convinced him to get me a new phone. ET VOILÀ! I present to you: The Samsung Sync! Yes, I finally got myself a phone that has mp3 compatibilities. All I need to do is buy the shit that goes with it. *shrug* I know they always pull that sheisty stuff, where they let you buy the phone but none of the goodies come along with it. But IDUNCARE! I love my new phone. LOVE it. And as soon as I get a job and can afford my own stuff, I will get the stuff that I need to be all mp3-happy. Now, I'm off to go fiddle with my phone. =D

I'm sorry. The high school educational system has me kidnapped and bound in a cellar somewhere behind homework, after-school-sports, bomb threats, and long, long hours. I've been ZOMBIFIED! I'll be around soon. Je promets, mes amis!

I don't want to grow up. This is a good age. Can't I stay 16 (or possibly 18) forever? I'm so tired of everything being thrown at me. Stupid PSATs. Stupid Dual Enrollment. Stupid (almost) Distinguished Honor Roll. Stupid SATs. STUPID COLLEGE! If I was this age forever, I could finish high school AND college...then start living my life the way I SHOULD be living it. Carefree, crazy, NOT-college oriented. I'm sort of referring to the Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer. Bella gets to be 18 forever! Sure, if she were real, she'd finish college and go off and do vampirey things...okay, I'm getting off topic. What I mean is, I don't want responsibility right now. I've been going through this lately--temporary phases of complete...STUBBORNNESS! I dunno what to say, it's just that...well, I'm on the brink of SO MUCH...everything is SERIOUS now... and I'm not making sense again...! Sorry I'm being so cryptic. I'm sure some of you who are alre...

New phrase: This is garbage. Everything is. (I.E. garbage = not cool) I feel that it is necessary to post about the things I've been leaving out in my blogs over the past couple weeks--aka the holes I've left in my posts. Hole #1: My AP History homework that was due the first day of school...yeah, I ended up getting that massive assignment done. Now I'm in ONE AP class. Not bad. It's sort of hard, but only because there isn't a clear-cut learning...thing. Like, it's not organized. He throws the info at us, we tak notes, and we get tests. Just...yeah. Hole #2: Yes, I am a Junior in high school. YES, I AM ON THE JV FIELD HOCKEY TEAM. You think I haven't figured out how pitiful this is? Might as well rename myself the "Junior Varsity Queen." Severe garbage. It's still a sore subject with me. But whatever. Hole #3: I make bracelets out of toothbrushes. They're either a major fashion no-no, or incredibly creative. I've gotten a mixed bag of ...

Whoo boy! Now that I have a minute to relax... Field hockey's been crazy busy. That, and all the other stuff I'm doing, and I barely have enough time to breathe. Today practice was cancelled. (A rare miracle.) Well, tonight I think I may be going to a college fair, then on Wednesday and Friday I have more field hockey games, and practice on Thursday. I can't forget about homework--I think I may have a couple tests between now and then. Do you remember that kid from my French class (last year) that I had a slight crush on? Well, it's kind of a big crush now...we spent time talking at the last football game (if you want to call what we did "talking..." it was such a one sided conversation, I mean I swear!) And he's in my French class again this year. I get butterflies thinking about it. Jesus christmas, people are being so irritating because they want to get on the PC. I gotta go. But I promise I'll try to be back around later-ly.

I GOT IT!!! FINALLY. ECLIPSE , by Stephenie Meyer. Now excuse me...I must go read.

I guess as "The Cold Queen," I am finally living up to my name. I am sick, sick, sick. Yuck. Well, I had originally meant for the cold queen to mean how... mean (and cold--in reference to the song "Cold as Ice" by Foreigner) I was, but right now it applies to the fact that I am super achy, my nose is running a two-minute mile, my head is throbbing, and my sinuses are on FIRE! My mother and my friend Steph have been trying to convince me that it's just allergies, but my allergies have never sucked this bad before. I've even overdosed on Claritin but...nothing. Ugh...I HATE BEING SICK!!! And I'm not the only one--last night my little poodle Tessie had to be run to an emergency vet because her back haunch was covered in blood. We didn't know what was wrong with her when she wouldn't come begging for dinner, so we thought she may have gotten her doggy-period. Turns out she got an infection and her butt-gland kind of exploded. We were very worried fo...

Ahhh, blogula! I feel bad. Now that school's started, I'm still abandoning you! I'm sorry. I'll explain my week so far. MONDAY, MONDAY! Monday was the glorious (SO not) first day of school. I barely survived, seeing as I almost dropped dead when I came home from field hockey. And I didn't think it was one of my BEST first days--not by a long shot. I sort of like my classes--the people I have them with aren't all that bad. I seem to be talking a lot more. Last year I lapsed for a while when I was being antisocial, I just hope I don't go through that again. =) Talk to me Tuesday! On Tuesday, I was kind of rolling more into the swing of things. I'm getting used to my whole time schedule, and starting to realize I have to go to bed early if I want to survive the day. We had a field hockey scrimmage, and we won. It's unbelievable, my school's FH team is 2-0 (only they are scrimmages that don't count). That's more games than we've won in ...

My poor blog. I'm sorry I've abandoned you once again. Truth is, things are finally getting busy (in the literal sense, not the naughty sense). I had field hockey all in the morning last week, and now I have it every afternoon from 4-7. Add a couple extra-currics during the day, and AP U.S. History homework that needs to be done before school starts, and I barely have enought time to sleep. Actually, tonight may be an all-nighter! Right now I'm supposed to be working on that massive assignment due on the first day of school, but I keep getting distracted by Facebook and AIM. Must focus... Anyways, here's my school schedule: Homeroom: 212 1 (1-3,5-6) Spanish 3 2 (1-2,4-6) Study Hall 3 (1-3,5-6) Physics 4 (1-2,4-6) English 3 5 (1-3,5-6) Consumer Law 6 (1-2,4-6) AP U.S. History 7 (1-3,5-6) Probability and Statistics 8 (1-2,4-6) French 2 Second Semester: 2 (1-2,6) Current Health Issues 2 (4-5) Study Hall 5 (1-2,6) Lifetime Fitness II 5 (3,5) Lifetime Fitness I Here's t...

I survived. As I knew I would. Anyone have some thigh/calf muscles to spare?

I don't want to go to field hockey practice tomorrow morning. And you can't make me. *Grumpy face* Okay, so I'm going to preseason tomorrow morning. At 8 AM! I am most certainly NOT a morning person, considering I woke up at 2:15 this afternoon. I actually should be going to bed right now, but the glow of the computer screen is lulling me into a comatose state--just kidding. After that, tomorrow night I have my first Youth and Government meeting of the year (yay!). The only con is that my ex-boyfriend will be there. (Blegh.) PRO! I have started my summer AP US History homework. YAY! Onward and upward. Night everyone, I'll see ya tomorrow.

I need books. Okay, so that's a lie. I really don't need books at all. I have plenty, but I would like some that I haven't read. Okay, so that's a lie as well. I have two entire shelves of books that I haven't read yet. They're just...crappy books. Yes, I said it. I apologize to the authors that wrote them, but they are a miserable waste of time. Perhaps that's why they were only 50¢ at the Sharp Shopper. Yeah, remember these ? I bet they're good books. I just don't care enough to read them. (Although I did read About the Author, and it was very good.) No, I've had my eye on a certain book for a little while now. Except I haven't had the resources (AKA money and a ride) to get it. The book is Eclipse , by Stephenie Meyer. It's the third book in the Twilight series, and it just came out two days ago. Therefore, it is a hardcover, and more expensive. For the longest time, I saw the first book of the series chilling on shelves at Borders, a...

Well, I didn't exactly stay in my little cabin all weekend. In fact, I went out and did some things. It was a fairly eventful weekend. Saturday--I got arrested. Haha, sorry. I'm just kidding. I only used that as something to pull you in. No, in fact, I merely got pulled over. I was going 42 in a 25. How ridiculous is that? The officer asked for my license, and I said, "Errr..." My dad said, "Give her your permit, now..." I was a bit dazed by the whole thing--I've only had my permit for two months, and I already get pulled over. Okay, so I actually started crying--my dad said if you ever get pulled over, do it--and it was just so crazy, and I was afraid I was going to get locked up or something. I would cry for a minute, then I would burst out laughing. The officer (and my dad) must've thought I was insane. But she didn't fall for the waterworks. I got a written warning, since this was my first offense. Dear God, I'm such a driving school reje...

Goodness me. I'm beside myself. Here, metaphorically. HERE , literally. Lately, I've been feeling like a zombie. All I do, every day--sleep, watch TV, eat, go on the computer, read. Repeat. Repeat again. Repeat until your head falls off. *Feel free to insert gory picture of someone getting beheaded in a horror movie.* I'm suffering from a severe case of über-boredom. I have no place to go. Nothing to do. You wouldn't think that of me, would you? I'm a young adult, a 16-year old girl. You'd think I'd be out there, living it up to the fullest. Doing all the stuff YOU wish you did when you were my age. Well, I'm not. Most of my friends aren't friendly enough to care, and my family--well, I think that they may be suffering from the same thing here. My sister's working all the time, or drinking with her boyfriend. My mom doesn't do anything except work and watch baseball. My father--work, work, work. Is there a common theme here? The only carefre...

So I was in a pretty pissy mood today. That is, until I saw this: GUESS WHAT PEOPLE...those are my pretzels! I was extremely bored the other day, so I spelled it out and sent a picture to John Green (very famous author) and he used the picture in his video! Hoo hah, nerdfighters!

This is my church. I went there for the first time in...5 years--today. I should start by saying, I'm definitely not the religious type. I usually avoid church at all costs, but I figured that I was due for my once-a-year Mass. I was baptised and raised Catholic, but we kind of dropped out of CCD when we moved because the church was far from our new house. Mom always threatens me that she's going to enroll me in confirmation class with all the eighth graders, but she's never actually gone through with it. Don't get me wrong. I'm not afraid of/generally dislike going to church. It's just that praying, and being all spiritual with people all around me--I dunno, it weirds me out a little bit. And not to mention, saying all that "I am not worthy" gospel spit makes me feel small and insignificant. Maybe it's supposed to. I think of myself as more...Agnostic. We don't really know if God exists. Sure, I'll pray to Him in my bedroom, before a m...

Camryn made this for me. And we have good news! This morning my dad found my red notebook! He woke me up by putting it on my bed. I was so happy. Everything's in there too--my calendars, TDLs, brainstorms--everything. Hurray! Last night, my VIPs went missing. They're my Very Important Pens. Now, I know this makes me sound possessive and OCD, but I have pens that are very special to me. I use them to color code my agenda. Red, purple, green, blue, and black. Well, they went missing last night, and I looked for them all over the place. I suspected my sisters, but after a tantrum of theirs, they firmly denied taking them. That left only one culprit. MOM. Mom ended up taking my pens. I guess she thought they were hers, or thought that I had stolen them... so she took them. Turns out my family's a whole bunch of thieves, huh? LOCK UP YOUR STUFF! It's the ONLY way to keep everyone out of it.

Okay, so I spoke too soon. Yesterday may have been swell, but today really sucked. It wasn't even one of those "Awww, your day was AWFUL, honey!" days. It was one of those "Damn, that sucks" days. On a scale of one to ten? Eh, we'll give it a 5. Let's just say it could have been a lot worse. Shitty thing #1: I lost one of my notebooks. I carry around a couple of steno pads with all of my notes, TDLs, idea lists, brainstorms, and even some calendars I tucked between the pages. Plus, in the front I have the rough drafts of the articles I wrote for Youth and Government earlier this year. My notebooks are sentimental to me. I rarely crumple up ANY of the pages, even if they only have notes back and forth between me and one of my friends. I just don't do it. In conclusion, losing one of my notebooks is like losing a toe. I can live without it, but it still feels really weird. Shitty thing #2: My favorite baseball player, Chase Utley, broke his hand tod...

Well, today didn't feel like my life. It almost felt like I had stepped out of my own shoes, and into...Marcia Brady's. It was filled with pleasant little events that I know I seriously took for granted. I woke up late, due to the fact that I was up until 3 am running a stupid virus scan on this thing--little sisters just don't know how to stay off of virus-ridden sites. When I finally woke up, I chilled. Pretty much all day. Then, towards the late afternoon, we convinced my mother to go miniature golfing with myself, my sisters, my sister's boyfriend, and his cousin. The ride there sucked, but the actually golfing wasn't so bad. Things just get tense with my family because two of us are always fighting. We went home, my mother made this awesome-tasting dinner, and once we'd digested, we had a nice, family oriented game of volleyball. How lovely, right? Then we watched the Phillies play the Nationals and win in 14 innings...Ryan Howard hit a walk-off two-run h...

Ugh, I had a pretty nasty case of persistent hiccups tonight. (Point in case, had . Free at last, free at last! Thank God Almighty I am FREE AT LAST!) My diaphragm still hurts like the Dickens. I came down with these nasty hiccups after dinner, and quickly my sister's boyfriend suggested gulping down water through a straw whilst holding my ears closed. And it worked. For a while, at least. At a quarter to eleven, they came back. And I had them until just a few minutes ago, when I gulped more water. Hopefully this time they'll stay away for good. Apparently, hiccups are a big deal in my family--I've heard the story about my grandfather* countless times. *Apparently my mother's father had the hiccups for two days, and had to get a vaccine in his ass. Don't ask me, I have NO IDEA. Well anyways, that little tidbit is just a prelude to the explanation of my itsy-bitsy hiatus. Now I get to explain my fun weekend. Yay! Friday - Nothing but cleaning for the Family Reunion/G...

I'm done with Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Yay!

Sorry, my loyal fans. With the upcoming arrival of our dear Mr. Potter's last installment, I will be taking an itsy bitsy hiatus. Just a small one though. Saturday is when the book is released, and I also have a family reunion/graduation party to attend as well--so things will be a little hectic over here. I will be back on once I finish HP7...so that I can sign on and enjoy the freedom of surfing my favorite sites so that I won't stumble across any spoilers. And I PROMISE that I will not post any spoilers on here until a LONG TIME after the book's been released (aka 6 months to a year). Even then, it wouldn't be to spoil--merely to discuss. Won't that be fun?!? Well, I will return soon enough...I'm betting on Monday at the earliest.

Okay. Sorry about that, everyone. I often go through phases where I want to change anything and everything, and I don't always think it through beforehand. It's like, I HAVE TO CHANGE THIS NOW!--but I never consider what I actually want something to look like until everything's completely different. So I didn't have any other ideas. And besides, could I ever really stop being the Queen? Honestly? That's a no. Today's post is about my Dad. He's the father of four daughters, and faithfully married for 21 years. We have a girl dog as well. So my Dad is constantly surrounded by women. Everywhere. Estrogen abounds! I'm probably the closest thing he has to a son. I'm a bit of a tomboy when I want to be, and I know how to really get in his head and make him angry. We're sort of...buddies. Getting to the point...one thing's for sure, my Dad loves his hats. He wears them all the time. He's got a chronic case of hat head. To be specific, they...

Sorry about the recent changing of the blog's name about a million times. I'm constantly indecisive. I want to be original. I want to be the next big thing. I want to be THE SHIT. And I'll do anything to get there! HELP ME!

jeevesths (3:45:08 AM): At which point I scream and make religious signs. jeevesths (3:45:43 AM): so...you need help with probability, all you gotta do is scream for me. italianagirl651 (3:46:05 AM): Yes. Avoid religious symbols. But you want to know something very funny? italianagirl651 (3:46:29 AM): As in, 'Whoa, never saw that coming out of her mouth' funny. jeevesths (3:46:34 AM): sure. italianagirl651 (3:47:27 AM): I got a letter from a church the other day. Just one of the random flyers we always get from one of the ones out here, talking about their thing and how they need members and money, you know, like the newsletter? italianagirl651 (3:48:29 AM): Well, I made fun of it, of course. I pretended it burned my hands in front of my dad. But as I was walking to the trash can, I thought, "Hmm. I haven't been to church in ages. Maybe I should try going to one of these yuppie churches. Maybe the people there are nice democrats. Maybe." italianagirl651 (3:...

(Alternate Titles: Hamartia and Me , Your Choice in Shoes Can Make Or Break You , Flip Flops, Jack, and I, or I Totally Overused Caps In This Post ) *BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!* "ALEXA! WAKE UP!!!!" I did. And I quickly jumped into my interview clothes, applied a wee bit of makeup, and looked at the floor. Sitting there were these gold flip flops. Old Navy of course, but just tan enough to go perfectly with my outfit--tan blouse-ish type shirt with white cami underneath, frilly patterned skirt--it matched so perfectly, I slipped them on and didn't look back. Yeah, turns out that was my tragic flaw. My Hamartia. ("The "tragic hero" attempts to do the "right thing" in a situation where the right thing cannot be done.") Tragic Hero: Moi. Right thing: Wearing sensible librarianistic (AKA Republican) shoes. Why I couldn't do it: I DIDN'T HAVE ANY OTHER SHOES THAT MATCHED SO PERFECTLY! Mom and Dad told me to 86 the flip flops. I didn't list...

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shiza. Yes, it is 1:30 in the morning. I know I'm accustomed to late-night posting, but I really shouldn'y be online right now. Want to know why? I HAVE MY FIRST JOB INTERVIEW TOMORROW. Oh God. Just thinking about it makes my stomach hurt. I am 16 years old. Job interviews are for 20-somethings right out of college. But naww...I have to chill, or else I may just ROYALLY (seeing as I am the Queen) fuck this up. Okay, so it's not like an interview to be Donald Trump's assistant or anything, it's only for the page position at my local library. But it would be my first actual job, so it's a big deal for me. I need to relax. I was basically a page in my school's library all year. I can do this. I can do this. Chilling. Breathing. Maybe it won't be that bad.

Ugh. I'm dead right now. I Went: Driving alone today--the farthest I've ever gone alone. On an HOUR long car ride that was probably two hours--I wouldn't know, I lost count. DROVE THE ENTIRE TIME ON THAT HOUR LONG CAR RIDE. AND BACK. To Greencastle for a retarded softball tournament that she may have to go back for again tomorrow, but thoughtfully declines RIGHT NOW. To bed. Good Night, and see you in 16 hours. (Of sleep, that is.)

Dear Steph, Well, I knew you were in NH and I didn't want to bother you, but I just got back from driving and almost hitting a deer again. So I'm a LEETLE stressed out right now. That's not the big story though...it gets worse! The big story is that Carlos went away to CONA and came back and the lucky bastard already has himself a girlfriend! I know, YAY!! But sort of. I dunno. I'm not jealous, but there's this sick feeling in the pit of my gut that's a mixture between being shanked and eating bad food. I dunno why I feel like this but I can't talk to Marz about it because she's got issues of her own and she'd just make fun of me anyways...but now Carlos is running for YOUTH GOVERNOR (which is a big deal) and it completely pisses me off because he should not be allowed to be this successful while I sit around without a job, without a boyfriend, and without a life. I don't want to vote for him at all, but my delegation would think I'm a traito...

Uhhh...jeez. This afternoon I've been looking at my calendar. I've noticed that I have a HELLUVA lot of things going on very soon. And sometimes, they happen *simaltaneously*!!! For instance, I'm a complete sped. I had totally forgotten that HP5 (the movie) comes out on a WEDNESDAY. WHAT THE HELL?!? What movie comes out on a WEDNESDAY? I've got a job interview next Tuesday. Then the movie comes out on Wednesday (still idiotic). The week after that I have to babysit, and then I have a HUGE family reunion/grad party the same day that HP7 (the book) comes out. And don't even ask me about August! I'm excited, however. Finally, my summer has some SUBSTANCE! Have a magical day!

Ugh, I'm pmsy . Yeah, I said it. I do that all the time. My time of the month is hardly a secret, so why act like it's some sort of...secret? I'm WAY too bitchy when I have it, so everyone knows. I only swear not to talk about the gruesome details or anything. All you need to know is that I want a whole bunch of food that is extremely bad for me. Fourth of July, HERE I COME!! But I pampered myself today. I gave my little toesies a nice pedicure. Then a whole bunch of hours later, I went to visit my dear friend Ms. Dairy Queen. Butterfinger Blizzard HELLO!!! I'm coming to the sad realization that once I finish Bermudez , I will be out of books again. And when you haven't any money but an extreme need for some literature, this can be debilitating. I always figure if I help my Dad out at work, that he'll pay me in books--he tends to do this--but all the books I choose are new (aka $20 or more) and he's starting to get irritated by my expensive book addiction...

I ran a lot of errands this weekend, which inhibited me from posting anything more interesting than the 'Top 5 baseball players' post. My dad bought me two more books from Borders. (I'm having trouble checking my Rewards account at the moment, but I'll let you know where I'm at.) And on the way home, driving was a bit stressful--people kept cutting me off and such. Not fun. Dad's blood pressure rises when I'm driving and I let people get in front of me. But I figure they can just go on, not endanger my life any longer, and I can just mosy(sp?) on my merry way at exactly the speed limit. Well, I didn't really have that option yesterday. I was driving down this road close to my house. It's a long, straight road, where my Dad tends to speed up, and allows me to, just to get moving. And I was going at a pretty acceptable pace, by legal and other traffic standards (or whatever). Just when I'm getting the speed going, does WHAT jump out in front of ME?...

I've been home a lot lately--obviously. When you're home all the time, that involves a lot of baseball viewing. I love baseball. It's my favorite sport. Well, I'm a girl--obviously, (wow, I should be renamed Queen of Stating the Obvious--and I like guys (Jeez, this post is going SO well right now). What I'm talking about is all those sexy baseball players. YUM. Now, don't get me wrong. It's not the only reason I watch baseball. I'm a fan of the game. I know what ERA stands for and how important it is to have runners in scoring position. It just runs in my veins. My mother knows more about baseball than ANYONE I know. She answers all the "Phillies Stump The Fans Trivia" questions during the game. I admire her love of the game, honestly. Ahh, but speaking of my Phillies! My poor, poor Phillies. They had a double header against the Mets today, and they got swept. (For all of you non-baseball people, it means they lost both of them.) I was mad. ...

Okay. So B.B. King was just here in da 'Burg. Tonight. My dad and his best friend got to go. I looked up tickets this morning--$75-$175. And HOT DAMN, I didn't have (still don't) that kind of money. So I couldn't go. My dad came home an hour ago. (I'm gonna apologize ahead of time for the caps.) MY DAD GOT ME A SIGNED B.B. KING POSTER AND HIS GUITAR PICK!!!!! *Faint* I have it sitting across the room because if I look at it too much, my heart starts making this funny thumping noise. It sucks I couldn't go to the show, but...this...is...awesome!! The end to the worst day, honestly. Okay, so not the WORST day, not by far. The Phillies lost. (Ryan Howard hit a 505 ft home run. You gotta admit, that is pretty SICK!) I just got retainers. And they suck. My lisp is ridiculous. I sound like a Hanson groupie on crack. But the day's positives outweight the negatives. YAY!!!

All right, kids. I would really like a new template. I'm tired of the same ho-hum, and I know very little about HTML to maketh my own. Any suggestions?

Today I went driving solo for the first time. Honestly? I was terrified. Driving down the road just thinking about being in the car by myself was enough to bring tears to my eyes--although I didn't all out cry, or else my Dad my have yelled at me or something. And I cannot stand being yelled at in the car. As if I'm not stressed out enough behind the wheel as it is! He said I didn't do too bad, which was a relief. I messed up when I was pulling out of the parking lot, so that was a bit discouraging. When we actually got to where we needed to be, I pulled into a "Do Not" Entrance. Thank God the parking lot was empty. As payment for running this errands for my Dad, he bought me a book! (Which in my world, is a VERY good form of payment.) And since I went shopping again on Sunday, I figured I might as well wrap up all my purchases in a blog entry of more pictures. Who doesn't love pictures? Ahh, first we have the shoes my mother bought me the other day. I have...

Hey there everyone. Sorry about the serious lack of posting lately. My only excuse is that absolutely NOTHING is going on with me right now. My summer has been so excruciatingly boring that I want to rip out my brain stem, feed it to a piranha, and then replace a stalk of celery in my head. And I don't even like celery! Today I broke the mold--I went shopping! I'm sure anyone who reads this blog is like, "Yay! I LOVE TO SHOP! WHAT'D YOU GET?!?!?" Sorry, again. I got...a pair of shoes. And I didn't even want them to begin with. Everything I looked at today was either way out of my price range, completely horrendous, or just...no. I took some pictures out of boredom. First, this is a dress I tried on. I thought it was really cute (in a retro sort of way) but I didn't like that it made me look sort of pregnant. I'M NOT. It was $50, so it was a little out of my price range considering I was only carrying $10 all day. My mom had to listen to my younger si...