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I figure the only way to do this now is just to jump back in. Today was actually a great day. This morning when I woke up, the weather was really cool. COLD for only the first of September, however. I know exactly how cold it was because I had fallen asleep on the couch in the sitting room with the window open, in my work clothes. I was covered in one blanket, toasty warm—all except the tip of my nose. It was practically frozen. It took some wiggling to get some feeling in the end of it. So, feeling all chilly and bleary-eyed, I went to class. I was a half-hour early (which was good) except I left my planner at home (which was bad). After my first class was done, I proceeded to the next one—only to find that our teacher was sick, and wasn't showing up today. So I went home, because I didn't have any other homework to do, and right when I walked in the door, I heard the phone ringing. I picked it up. "Hello?" "Is this Alexa?" "Yes..." This is an odd...

I seem to be posting on a monthly basis now. Sorry. Life is just going by so fast. I'm starting college in a week... I should probably cool it with twitter lately. As much as I like it, it's like cheating when it comes to a blog. Even if blogs are kind of going out of style... WHAT? I didn't say it. Okay, so I did.

So...I'm thinking that this was a bad idea. I stayed up all night doing laundry. Let's just hope I don't get in trouble with the 'rents...

Sike. THIS is my 200th post. I dunno how that happened, it tricked me. HAPPY 200!!

So this is my 200th blog post. Doesn't that seem weird? I've had this blog for two years and I've just NOW gotten to 200 posts. Shows how faithful I am to the projects that I start, heh. I haven't posted lately because I've been checking off all the things on my lifetime to-do list...passing high school (I know, I can't believe after all the stress, I actually did it. Sort of. It's a long story for another time!), graduating, and this past saturday I had the biggest party EVER that was in my honor. My graduation party was a great time. I got a crapload of money, I got drunk and had fun, and ate tons of good food. Now, it's time to grow up. Yeah, I know that line warrants a huge sigh from me, but I'm rather optimistic. I know that it's all downhill from here, but I think that a few more years and I'll be ready to be a big bad adult. It's really strange to think of myself as an adult now. But ever since my birthday, the changes have been ...

So, prom was last night. It was pretty sweet. Had a lot of fun. I hung out with people that were all pretty cool. My date was probably the nicest guy there. I felt like a girl for once, caked in makeup and sparkles and a pretty dress and...yeah. It was nice. This year's prom was very...pleasant. I know that I'm going to look back on both of the proms I went to and just sigh, I'm happy that there weren't any catastrophes, disasters, embarassments, anything. Overall, I just had a great time. And I'm thankful that they don't allow freshmen or sophomores at prom (unless they're invited) because I was pretty antisocial my first two years of high school, so I don't think I would've had as nice a time. Compared to last year, I think my date had more fun because he actually goes to our school. My date last year went to my school in middle school, but he moved. He knew everyone, but it was kind of uncomfortable for him. Not to mention, although we have been f...

So, I've decided. I am going to write a book on how to be uncool. No, not how to be cool. And no, not even how to be uncool in the cool way. No, I shall be showing all of you lovelies what it's like to be uncool in a world where ANYONE can be cool, and you feel you are not. And...I'm not going to write a book. It might be something like a book, but it may also be a video. Or a series. Mini-series. Now that I've officially sent you on a vague and potentially disappointing mind trip--prom is this Saturday. Senior prom. Wow. I don't think it's hit me that this is one of those milestones. The ones that you'll remember the rest of your life! So it'd better be good. Here's to hope. Or, at least I might be able to come out with a pretty good story or two. The Roots. How come I've never heard of these guys before? I'm not wearing any underwear! I don't know what is wrong with me, heh. Well, my fingers are falling asleep on my screen. I suppose a ...

Guess what! I'm sick again! *Cough for effect* I've contracted some sort of sinus infection this time, with the works: snotty cough, aches and pains, stuffy nose...you know the deal. I was officially at school for twenty minutes today before I escaped in my volvo to come home sick. My mom was disgusted, and I think she's angry with me. I miss too much school lately. Maybe...maybe my senioritis is starting to materialize into actual bacteria! The kind that beat up your immune system like jocks on a nerd. I would say that I am THAT nerd. Last Saturday was my 18th birthday. I'm officially an aah!-dult. I like the infinite feeling that comes with it, but I also realize that I have responsibilities. Ugh, the word just disgusts me. My first rite of passage that I took advantage of was...I got a debit card! With my name on it! I really feel grown up now! Haha. Well, I'm going to moping around and talking through my nose...and breathing through my mouth.

Yeah, the scene project? Semi-fail. On the bright side, I have kind of developed a new style in the last couple weeks. I wear NOT what other people tell me to--what I WANT TO. Okay, so that sounds a little extreme. People don't pick out my clothes. I've just always blended in with everyone. I wear what everyone else wears. But I've started to pick up some stuff that I LIKE and I want to wear--even if it is a little goofy, haha. Good News: I'm going to college! I applied and got into a PSU branch campus. Now all I have to worry about is passing high school. I just have to keep working. Biggest social focus as of late: Prom. I'm actually going, yes, and I have a date. I just don't have a dress right now, and everyone who knows anything about prom is not letting me forget it. May ninth...or is it the sixteenth? Either way, save the date. I'm back to playing softball for my high school. I had to quit last year because my grades were too...tumultuous to keep a s...

So, as of today, a girl in my English class has decided to make me an art project. It all started in the library, where she was researching what one would call a "scene girl." Basically, scene girls (and guys) are people who strive to befriend everyone on myspace. The significant thing about them is that they have a distinct style, which is somewhere between emo, rock, and skater. That's the easiest way to explain it, but it's kind of become a genre of its own. I showed an interest in her subject that she just couldn't pass up on, she decided that she wanted to make me a scene girl, and I agreed. After all, what could it hurt? It might actually be fun... Few readers...(if any)...what do you think of this? Do you think I'm a poser? Am I itching for attention? Should I really change my style so drastically? I want to know. I think it will be interesting, considering the fact that I'm one of those girls who has never had a particular style. I hover above all ...

So today, the world shifted slightly. I have been chugging away at this book called The Book Thief , by Markus Zusak, over the last couple weeks. I finished it tonight. It was very, very good. So good, that for the last, oh, I don't know, 50 PAGES of the book, I was crying heavily onto my t-shirt. I was a wreck, really. I was so teary , snotty , and gaspy that I scared the crap out of my mother and sisters. My mom was so worried that she asked to see the book when I was finished. My older sister couldn't believe that I was actually crying over a book . I'm completely serious--and I don't regret blubbering over it. I feel as if it was a life-altering story. It took me ten minutes or so to compose myself. I rise in support of this book. I recommend it for you. I just don't recommend it for young children. They might not understand. See, I know that now I should probably prove that I read the book by providing a small summary in my own words or something of the sor...

So, I just saw video footage of M.I.A. (my favorite rapper, yeah) at this year's Grammys...and holy crap. Very, very pregnant. Nine months. But you have to hand it to her, she freakin' kicked ass. She's still breaking into an industry that favors guys. So she kind of shot it all to hell by coming out and rapping with the rest of them... about to pop out a child. I mean, I kind of really... admire her for that. Huzzah to her. Wow, did I really just say "huzzah"? Holy god, I'm a nerd. So today I stayed home from school because I was sick. I still am feeling a bit under the weather, but mostly because my muscles are still ACHING. Never stop working out after a pretty intense field hockey season...I felt as if I haven't used my muscles in YEARS. I can't even sit down without wincing...and I've kind of developed this sort of WADDLE like pregnant women (I dunno what's with the pregnancy references today, honestly!). All in all, I look like I got the...

Hey y'all...yeaaaaaahhh! I'm just hanging out in my bed right now, yes, right now, at 1:15 in the AM, since this is the absolute latest I can stay up on Saturday nights nowadays without completely losing my mind monday morning at school! Just watching some youtube videos, reading, shopping, generally being overall unproductive. Scratching my leg (which needs shaving), itching my head (which needs washing), and looking around my room in utter disbelief that I've actually been living here for the past couple days. (If you haven't already figured it out, it needs some SERIOUS cleaning.) I don't really want to sleep. I'm actually wishing that I had copious amounts of energy (or drugs*) so that I can do all the things that I aspire to, when I'm just sitting here in front of my little buddy, Kaz. Yeah, I named my laptop. If you were wondering what Kaz is supposed to stand for, it's an acronym for Kick Ass Zombie. As in this laptop rocks. deep breath, people. *...

That's funny. You'd think that because I can update wherever I want, that I would update more often...yeah well, didn't we establish 2 posts ago that I just fail at life? Today is a snow day...my 3 sisters, my mother and I are all hunkered down waiting for my pop to come home. (He's out plowing...since 11pm last night...as of now, that's 14 hours straight.) I haven't really been feeling well lately...added with the fact that Devyn brought home killer brownies (not in the good way) means that I'm in the bathroom every 20 minutes. I'm going back to my book now...crap, bathroooom! PS- My grammar and spelling have been so impeccable lately because of the iPhone. It corrects everything and I haven't been on my new laptop in 2 weeks. I'm gonna get a complex...

So, I just found out that I can really update wherever I want now, because I have a kickass iPhone. Right now I'm actually chillin in my bed, watching Van Helsing on FX. Isn't that just sweet? So far so good with the midterms. I've passed all of them so far, I only have one more to go--French. Surprisingly, the best grade I've gotten so far has been in MATH, of all things--a 93. Holy crap, I wonder if I can say 'so far' one more time in this forkin' paragraph?!? Watched this hilarious comedian today, Andrew Kennedy. The best part was that I had watched it, then later checked facebook (it's an obsession) and saw that my best friend had been watching the show at the same time I had, and thought it was a riot too! What a coincidence, hehe. Anyway, I'd better get some sleep.

YES, I KNOW! We've established that I'm a fucking FAILURE. Especially with resolutions. HOWEVER, I have made bank (not really...who in their right mind would pay me to do anything? Oh yeah, that's right, TARGET) on the "be a better person" resolution. I think. The only dark, mean, and scary part of me is locked away in the utility closet of my brain. I hope. (Did I remember to lock the door?) Anyways, it's midterm week here...BITCHES. Not fun. I reaaaaaallly feel like EXPRESSION. Tomorrow. YES. Can you tell that it's 1:30 ante meridian on a school night? Oh yeah. I went there. PNEIAGCHET. ( I couldn't decide whether or not to say PEACE or NIGHT so I said BOTH!) Currently listening to: 15 Step by Radiohead. (This is what LOVE SOUNDS LIKE!)

I really don't think I want to start doing this again. NO! No no no no no, I'm not talking about this blog. I'm talking about coming home from school and just crashing on the couch, until the point where I'm completely amped up right before I have to go to bed--like right now--and then I don't get any sleep, and then I repeat the cycle the next day. It's just not healthy, really. I was going to do my homework, really. My intentions were...good. I try to be good. But I don't always do so well. That's always been my dilemma. So I decided to make some New Years' resolutions. I discussed them in a video on youtube, but I feel like I can discuss them better here without sounding like a complete idyut . So...here goes. Be a better person, student . Last year I was the epitome of the angry, rude, and spiteful teenager. This year I wanted to change that because I realized that I only pushed people away by acting like that, and it's no way to create lasti...

I showered at eleven this morning...but right now, I just feel like I smell...like ass. I feel really fat right now, for no apparent reason... And my poor lips are so chapped that they're tinged red around them. And I'm tired. Boo, life sucks. So I was really confused today, because my friend told me that he wanted to talk to me on AIM tonight...and here I am, sitting on retarded AIM--which I hate immensely these days--and my friend is nowhere to be found. You've got...3 minutes, dude...then I'm outta here. I got lost on the way to my teacher's house today. She wanted her library aides over for a hoppin' party. Oh yeah. It actually wasn't all that bad, we just kind of hung out. But I was an hour late because I got lost in the middle of NOWHERE. And I couldn't even use my GPS on my brand new iPhone because it doesn't give me an exact location, and THAT'S how lost I was. I had to call my dad. So yeah, I just read over that last paragraph, and I don...

Hey all. Yeah, I'm coming back. It's been a hellish two months without writing on this thing, but I'm back, hopefully to stay. These are going to be the most eventful five months of my life, but it's so totally worth it to write it all down. (It helps when you get a laptop for Christmas too!) Sooo...yes. =D