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Her name is Maureen.

Me lo fascina.

And I don't know if it's just me looking into things too much.

It started with me driving down 200W, I'm going fairly fast as I do want to get home and pack since I still have to go to my dad's. Someone who's obviously trying to get home fast is right behind me (God forbid it be those Barlow sisters- who were on the brink of being late already) and we come to the jog in the road. There's a car coming, and I probably should have waited just to be safe but I went ahead and went. I made it perfectly fine with room to spare. I look in my rearview mirror and the car behinds be turns too...and just gets hit right in the drivers side. I see it right as it happens and the car (who was formerly behind me) is just thrown back and I can see debris flying everywhere.  I feel like this whole mess could have been avoided if I had been safe and just waited for the car to pass before I turned...so basically, I'm blaming myself.  I call Mum to ask her if I should turn around and make sure they're okay. My mother bitches at me for driving on the phone (at the point, I'm so freaked out I'm going maybe 20 miles an hour), she just tells me to leave and that someone else will deal with it (which they did, I saw some cars stop).  I feel so awful,  and I don't even know who it is; they could have died.
I don't know why I'm blaming myself, since the whole situation was a matter of common sense. Meh. I still feel bad.

Now, onto Sia's deal.

I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions: no more, no less. Ask me anything you want, I will answer truthfully no matter what! Then I want you to go to your journal and copy and paste this, allowing your friends (including me) to ask you anything.


DO IT.

And I'm lazy and NEED to do homework so I'll only recount the last two days.

Friday was BOA. That meant for the third time that week I was missing some sort of school. It almost made me not want to go. But oh well.  It was neat, some of those bands seemed way better than DCI. I wonder how much practicing those guys do to have such awesome shows.  I was hungry for of the time,  I had to use my own money, with no reimbursement, and I owe Jim 5 dollars (I gave him 10 dollars and while he was at Sam's Club I told him to buy a box of Carmellos.  Apparently they were 15 dollars so there better 30 of those stupid things in there.)  After BOA, which I surprisingly didn't get all that annoyed with Emily, came Dr. Tim leadership workshop.  I didn't find it leadership inspiring, but it was fun. And I did meet a couple neat people. Then Anne, Emily, Stephanie, and I went bowling. Bowling is awesome. I finally gave Emily her birthday present, which maybe like 5 things out of the 10 she would actually use.  When buying it, I called her to see if she what kind of candy she wanted, but alas I was never called back so I picked the weird crap I could find. One was this OMG HORROBLE marshmellow ice cream set. It looked cute, but it tasted about as good as how cute as it'd look coming out of your butthole. There was near vomiting.  It was so hard to swallow because of the nastiness.
The next one was carmel oreos... The only reason I chose them was because they were in a box...and I had never before seen oreos in a box. I was amazed and then repulsed once I took a bite. That night was a bit more enjoyable with the help of the oh so necessary police set...except for the fact the dart gun was more of a weapon than an actual toy. That thing hurt like a bitch. 

Sunday morning I woke up around 12 and started cleaning.  After bathing and such I headed over to Matt's where I was hugged by Matt's mother upon entering. I was amused. His dad started talking about my old hair.  Zach didn't recognize me at first but upon leaving he told me he was going to get on AIM more so he could talk to me.  Lol.  I think I did well not show how much I just wanted to walk over and hug Aaron, I think I acted more like I didn't know him.  Meh, if he cared enough he would have said something, granted I care, but I'm trying not to. Talking to Jillian was fun, I was always harboring under the impression she was stupid (at least at math...I think she said she failed geometry like 2 time), but she was pretty fun to talk to.  I think I spent more time hanging in the kitchen talking to Jillian and Matt's mother than Matt or any of my other friends (Aside from you, Anne, who was by my side for the parts when you weren't on the phone). After leaving, fauxhawking up Anne's hair, and acquiring a box of  lime tictacs, I went to Panera where I met up with Anne, Sia, Steph, WIll, and this other wigger kid who would not stop lying.  It was so annoying.  I wanted to punch him in the face or something. Finally Anne pissed him off enough to where he decided to leave.  I was pretty disappointed that I didn't get to go to the show that night, but oh well.  On my drive home I called Julie to see if she wanted to hang out or anything, but her excuse was that she just got done running...but she then started listing places she could go, and I mentioned that I had no money so she then went back to where she didn't want to do anything.  I was kind of pissed, I haven't seen her or talked to her in a while, and we can't hang out for a half an hour or anything? I was right by her house, I could have come over and we could have just watched a movie. After calling to see if Emily was doing anything, I went home where I realized I had a crimper in my closet. So, then I crimped my hair... It wasn't those nasty tiny crimpers, it was more of a wavy crimper. Regardless, it didn't look all that bad.  After I took some pictures of just the crimp and decided I hated all of them, I found some hairspray and set about trying to make my hair as big as possible. Dear lord, it got massive...After taming it somewhat I took some more pictures of me and liked them much better... of course almost all of them were meant to be goofy.  But after waking up this morning... lots of crimping and hairspray keeps away the grease.  I might have to do this more often. I could even skip showering today..and that...never could happen before.

anywho. I have SAT vocab to do. I've done no homework this weekend...and apparently my step cousins are coming over....damn. They can watch me do homework, I don't care.

Well, it's 7:07 and I've done ZERO homework...which really doesn't mean much since I don't have a lot to do to begin with except Spanish, finishing annotating, and studying.

I am so stressed with school.

Tomorrow I am taking my AP Art History test during second period which Gardner is furious about (I don't blame him, I do suck at pit, but he started really late...thank you Anne for playing something right) me not being there, but I have tests before and after school tomorrow, and tests during all those classes (with the exception of Brooks, but I'm not missing that class).  Gardner is putting the field trip during school and therefore taking away the opportunity to do it that day so I'm stuck with tomorrow which still sucks because I don't know the materials at all. Mrs. Clark isn't too happy and bitched at me and Jeremy for not taking it and told us there are consequences of taking on too many things and maybe we need to rethink overloading ourselves. I was like, ugh, if I rethought this, I'd drop this class. 

I also have a history test tomorrow, I am scared. I always do so awful on them.. I asked him what else I could be doing to help me study and suggested a study guide because I get a 70 something on EVERY test (except the first)and he told me I was doing everything I needed to be doing... I was annoyed, very annoyed at that. I can't remember anything. Being a horrible test taker and then not being able to remember anything is not fucking okay.  I still need to do a essay for that anyway.. which annoys me that Blag didn't send out. I should be doing these myself, but hell, if I'm doing two for him, he could at least do the one he was assigned.

Oh well. I slept and feel a little better, I feel like I'm going to vomit, but oh well.
I need to start doing that homework and studying now though. I'm scared.  I do and don't care at the same point and that scares me too.

On the bright side...my background is colorful and fruity...too bad the columns is flanked by stupid ads.

It's been so long since I've actually sat down and watched t.v. 

It's amazing. Though I really should be doing some apush (me into oncoming traffic).
I have yet to outline those 6 extra pages, ch 17 summary, graph, or any other essays.

Yeah. I'm quite behind. And I still need to annotate those stories Brooks gaves us.

I suck.


Oh well. Yay for Law and Order.

Grant wise... I haven't even looked at what I wrote.

I have a feeling it's going to be made up right on the spot...and last like 3 minutes.

And Follow the North Star? I'm going to get home at like 12. That's recockulous.

I just realized that it's Sunday and I still haven't read Frederick Douglass.

That means I still have to:

1. Prepare a presentation for APAH that I know absolutely nothing about.
2. Study for a test in APAH.
3. Study everything over again for the final I'm retaking.
4. Finish Frederick Douglass.
5. Write paper over Frederick Douglass.
6. Study for challenge at some point.
7. Finally do that English packet of multiple choice.
8. Worry about everything else.
9. Kill myself.

fuck me.

This fall break wasn't as eventful as I had hoped for... Nor did it go the way I planned.

me complaining... don't bother reading if you don't like it.

Yesterday Emily (mistake number 1) and I went up to Ball State to see Alex, Julie, and for me to see Aaron. I asked Emily if she needed directions that I got from Cassidy, but Emily flipped out and said she'd use her mothers (mistake number 2). Half of it was sideroads...and the directions were going by what her mother remembered from when she went to BSU twenty years ago. The roads by now have changed and we get lost...and are like an hour late. Alex and Aaron keep calling me and I'm freaking out and getting pissed off. Emily, of course, is about ten times more pissed off than us. BSU is so small that we tried going by the map and got lost and passed the road like 5 times. Alex finally finds us, we go eat. We meet up with Cassidy (mistake number 3: her rolled up zebra thong kept showing) and Jeremy, Emily is still pissed and is a bitch throughout all of our stay with Alex. Emily calls Julie, we meet up with her (mistake number 4). Emily is in a crappy mood because she thinks Julie doesn't want to hang out...which seems like truth because Julie ends up being kind of bitchish too. I explain to Julie that Aaron and I need to talk and if she could please keep Emily occupied for a half hour while we figure things out, she sort of agrees and apologizes that Emily's in a bad mood then says she thought it was a bad idea that we came up to see her since there's nothing to do at BSU (mistake number 5:this pisses me off since she wanted us to come up there). We walk around, Julie "forgets totally about card checks" looks at her phone says "got to go" and leaves me and Emily. I therefore have to bring her with me to see Aaron, I'm in a shitty mood by then and still am when I see Aaron...with her. We just end up going to his room, it being sort of awkward, I read the paper, and we just catch up on basic stuff. I pretend to not be kind of angered he keeps bringing up being stoned and drunk and the weekend-long party he's going to after we leave. By that time I was just pissed and really sad. We leave around nine hug such, he tells me we'll talk later...I'm even more sad and about to cry. We follow Alex's directions home (mistake number 6). The first turn out of BSU is WRONG. We get lost for a half hour. Ride home wasn't too bad, I've cooled off by then. Emily says she really needs to stop for food, I tell her to hold on and that I have to make up an excuse to my mother(mistake number 7). I call mum and tell her we just got off I69, and Emily starts screaming into the phone, NO WE ARENT, WE ARE IN MCCORDVILLE...MCCORDSVILLE, ANGE, MCCORDSVILLE. I look over at her and just hold up my hand... My mother of course hears and starts yelling at me to get home right away. Me, not straying from my lie, go out to eat anyway, and Emily would not eat fast enough. And I'm really mad now. I get home and am bitched at for twenty minutes. UGH. She seemed sorry about it, but sorry doesn't cut it.

Today I went to the Purdue game with Jim's work. It was neat. They had the Cisco semi out so I went in and watched Dreamcatcher in the little lounge deal. A lot of my time in there was spent talking to Mo, this Palestinian who now resides in Canada. He was neat. I liked him. Erin didn't come, which I was grateful for. And, Jim bought the Taurus and gave it too me. W00t! I can't see the front end without getting off the seat, but hell, it's a nice car. And the air conditioning works.

What isn't so nice is mum drinking a lot at Red Lobster (mistake number 8) and bitching at me about how I'm throwing away my highschool career and what an idiot I am for taking Art History. She apologized later and I just rolled my eyes. She needs to be talking to Greg and Kasey, not me. So now, my whole happiness was kind of ruined by thinking of Aaron and my mother.

This weekend's Voice summit was interesting.

Whites were definitely a minority. I came into it thinking very ill of the whole idea based just on the fact that everything was so unorganized prior to me getting there. Olivia and I received totally different information, no one knew where we were going, and it the times weren't all that correct.

Once we got there everything was alright, some of the presentations were boring and the black gentleman leading the opening ceremony started ranting out some dating ad and then concluded with "my apartment smells of rich mohagony" right. It was interesting. The Mexicans just sat there and made fun of all the black presenters the whole time.

Some guy named Lil JJ was there... I have no clue who he is, but all the black people did. I guess he won some standup award on BET and is in some movies. Regardless, he amused me, and definitely made some smoking/pot jokes at an anti-smoking convention. During our hangout/entertainment time, Cody Sharret danced with all the black people and realized that he has been using the wrong strategy all along when considering girls. White girls have higher standards, therefore he should forget them and start looking for "some brown sugar". Right. Chris had such a fun time, he played soccer, volleyball, and even participated in beating the crap out of eachother with blown up tree. I'm pretty sure I have a bruise from him.

Olivia and I ended up having roommates from New Harmony. At one point we were watching American Beauty and one girl just takes off her pants. It was weird. The other one, CJ was neat, she gave us like 50 pixy sticks. Probably more than that since I like ate 50 by myself. It burned...

The "activist" event was interesting. I thoroughly enjoyed when people became angry and gave us the finger. One half naked man opened his window, lit a cigarette, and gave us the finger.. it was funny. Jeremy said it was on tv, and they only showed white people. Which is odd...because there was only like 150 of us (if that) out of the 400.

I think it's time for me to get dressed and eat breakfast. I want some frosted flakes.

I just now had the chance to look at the APUSH syllabi.

FUCK. I think he's trying to kill us.

Voice today, outside. LAME.

Still kind of annoyed that Chris isn't taking me and that I have to drive 25 minutes (instead of the two seconds that it takes to get to Chris's) to Olivia's house for a ride. Even more annoying is that I had to ask her for a ride in the first place because my parents won't even be home. Even worse, it's Olivia's parents giving me the ride and not just Olivia herself. Dear Lord I'm such a burden.

I don't even know what's going on at this deal because they give you like absolutely no information about it. I don't even know sleeping arrangements, the only good thing is that practically everything is paid for.

GAHHHHHHH