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I think everyone is looking forward to the best day they've had all break today. I know I am!! I'm going to Brittany's in a while to set up DDR and hang out all day...and all night!! I cannot wait for this party!!For anyone who gets this in a timely manner, State Finals are on PBS. Right now they're showing Class D. They're already to first place.I hope everybody has fun at whatever party/place they end up at!Happy New Year!!

It's after 4 am

I should be tired by now.But I'm not.I think I'll go to bed anyway.Besides, I'll be up all night tomorrow...well technically tonight : ).Goodnight!(And my mood is because of that very nice e-mail I recently received : )

Home! *Yay*

Home from Illinois! Nothing against my cousins, but I just like the internet and phone too much to sacrifice it for even a couple days. As most of you noticed : ). Oh my goodness. The car ride was complete and total HELL. Two hours of shitty, shitty, horrible music compliments of Susan (who came with us to Illinois...honestly), who I'm pretty sure thinks she is black. SHE IS NOT. Then her and my dad got all revolting and romantic-like sometimes...NOOOO. My brother had long since stolen my cd player, so I couldn't even escape the awfulness and the music. I did have my Lord of the Rings (Fellowship) book, but when your dad and Susan think it's funny that you're miserable and are blasting the awful music, you can't really concentrate on the confusosity of that book. Confusosity is a cool word. I read it in the Angus books. So yeah, my dad gets out of the car to take Susan's bags inside her house, and I turn to my brother, and I go, "That was the WORST fucking car ride EVER." He just nodded at me angrily. Once we got home, my dad tried to drag my brother to Susan's house. So I had to talk to my dad and tell him flat out that he is forcing Susan on us, and that my brother can't take it, especially right now. So I finally brought him to his senses and saved my brother. My dad just does not understand how shitty this really is. SHE'S NOT MY FUCKING MOM, OKAY??Otherwise, I've been having fun playing DDR on my spraind ankle. I still limp, but DDR really does not hurt that bad. Maybe I'm just convincing myself of that, I don't know. But at any rate, I WILL play tomorrow at the party, no matter how much it hurts. I am SO looking forward to this party!! It's probably the most exciting thing I'll do all break; and I have had enough "family time" to last me for more months than I care to count. Been ignoring homework all break. Fun stuff. I probably won't do it until this weekend. After my sax quartet. And lesson. Maybe I should practice...eh, I should do a lot of things. Well, I'm off for now. Andrew and I hate life. It is overrated. And it really kinda sucks. Well, right now at least. We're both in pretty much the same boat. Almost. Sort of. Okay, I'm done. Bye!!

Why

Why do my emotions get thrown around so much?Why do kind words hurt more than angry ones?Why do bittersweet feelings hurt more than anything?Why do I care so much?Why do my tears fall so freely, but my words get caught in my throat?Why does jealousy take me over so often, when I know it destroys so much?All this time that I felt like this won't endWas for youAnd I taste what I could never haveIt's from youAll those times that I tried My intentionsFull of prideAnd I waste more time than anyone{Outside - Staind}I don't mean to be meanBut that's all I can beIs just me{The Way I Am - Eminem}I'm sorry. To anyone and everyone. Just sorry.

In Illinois

Hey everyone, I'm having a pretty good time here in Illinois (woo), but we constantly run out of things to do. Well, when we were going out to the garage (when I got dragged to church yesterday), I kind of missed the, uh, stair...and twisted my ankle pretty severely. So, my main concern would be the party in two days that I want to play DDR at A LOT...so I better heal by then or all is lost. I'm limping for god's sake! *Sigh*Other than that...going to see Lord of the Rings The Two Towers in about an hour...YAY!! That way no one can go GIVING AWAY the damn movie anymore *glare*. So I'm looking forward to that...and I will talk to you all later. I gotta go shopping once I get home tomorrow...ugh. Well, later!

Bored, as usual

Why do you all go to bed so early?? This results in me having no one to talk to. I'm pretty sure there's someone still online, but due to a SECRET SCREEN NAME they are succeeding in not talking to me. And I have no one to call anymore because, coincidentally, the person with this secret name has "gone to bed" because they have to "get up early". I refuse to believe you. I bet you are still online. *Sigh* Meanwhile everyone else has put on their nighttime away messages and I am left reading them repeatedly, as though expecting them to change. It really is boring. I'm too tired now to continue playing DDR, which I did until about 1. Then my dad yelled at me and my brother tried to tell me what to do, resulting in anger, threats, and revenge by being on the phone against my dad's and brother's wishes. My brother kept trying to get the computer from me. I told him he shouldn't be up this late anyway. Then he goes, "You're playing DDR anyway." I informed him that inbetween songs I enjoy talking to people. He is too stupid to know that I was not actually talking to anyone. So, in the fight for the computer, I won. Hehe, I always win. They are asleep now, and, as I've already pointed out, am very bored. I think I'll go edit my profile.Oh my gosh. I just made up the stupidest quote ever. Actually, it almost sounds like one of those Deep Thoughts by Jack Handy on SNL. Here it is: "If you see a cat and the cat is on fire and then that fire spreads to a nearby car and the car bursts into flames, and you're the only person around, I think you should run, because someone might think you're responsible for the cat being on fire."Jebus I'm bored. Okay, found the real Deep Thoughts. Here are some of the ones that make me laugh out loud.Sometimes when I feel like killing someone, I do a little trick to calm myself down. I'll go over to the persons house and ring the doorbell. When the person comes to the door, I'm gone, but you know what I've left on the porch? A jack-o-lantern with a knife stuck in the side of it's head with a note that says "You." After that I usually feel a lot better, and no harm done.To me, clowns aren't funny. In fact, they're kind of scary. I've wondered where this started and I think it goes back to the time I went to the circus, and a clown killed my dad.It's true that every time you hear a bell, an angel gets its wings. But what they don't tell you is that every time you hear a mouse trap snap, and Angel gets set on fire.I guess I kinda lost control, because in the middle of the play I ran up and lit the evil puppet villain on fire. No, I didn't. Just kidding. I just said that to help illustrate one of the human emotions, which is freaking out. Another emotion is greed, as when you kill someone for money, or something like that. Another emotion is generosity, as when you pay someone double what he paid for his stupid puppet.I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times." It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on. Okay, I am done. Maybe I've amused someone else. Well, I'm pretty tired now. I guess I'll go off to bed. Night!