WOW

Seriously, wow.

So much has happened since the beginning of school...

Okay, RA camp/ freshman orientation. Met the new dean (Arnesia), was lost and consequently found, memorized all of the freshman girls & made friendly with them, got hit on three times in one day (all freshman guys, by the way)... Et cetera.

Then school started.

So, breakfast is in the dorms this year. That's awesome :D Anywho. I start class at 7:30 am, and depending on the day I get out at either 4:30 or 3 pm (mondays/wednesdays and tuesday/thursdays, repectively). I was working at the Laurels (nursing home nearby) for a bit, but I hate that kind of place so not so anymore. At least I know that I don't have TB... Anywho, soon my free time will be spent in the cafe or some other random campus job, then I'll have gymnastics and then RAing (I have two jobs because we're paying barely anything for tuition cuz we're poor).

So, I'm pretty busy.

But it's pretty fun, too. Being a senior in itself is an advantage. All the staff members know you and love you and let you do things _{(that aren't blatantly against the rules)}~♥

Like Katie, Jessica, Kristy & I can go out to eat. And we do :D We went to Bob Evans one day.

Seniors won Trash Night! Whoo!

Oh! Senior Survival!

It was awesome♥
I had cornrows! Someone took pictures. I don't know where they went, but they're out there somewhere. Alex, Will, and Jeff shaved their heads. Not bald, just buzzcuts. It's not that bad, just takes some getting used to.

_{(These were taken at Field Day & Lake Day, respectively)}

Senior bonding, surviving in the wilderness, et cetera. Great time.

As soon as we got back from Senior Survival, we had Field Day & Lake Day back to back. We didn't win Field Day, but we won the tug-of-war at Lake Day (which we've never won before), and then it didn't count for class points. I wanted to punch somebody. I still do. Mr. Soper is a jet ski beast. Totally best time of my life. Some of us made a sand sea turtle :D

Then Jeff's birthday party... !
Our group, sans Ricky cuz he was camping, (Jeff, Alex, Will, Lance, Jess, Katie, Kristy, Amanda and I) went bowling, then out for ice cream. Now, this may sound innocent and unassuming, but nothing is EVER innocent in our group. Jeff's parents were there, which didn't harness our awesomeness at all because they encourage things like that. His mom went out and bought us all foam visor party hat things and cute little pinwheels. All the girls did a dance for him when we discovered that the jukebox had a song called, "The Stripper." That was interesting. Then we made a bunch of awesome inside jokes at Friendlys ("You just got served!", "You just got soddy balled!" etc.)

Umm... Other things that are cool...

Definitely Anatomy and Physiology. We have 7 people in the entire class, and we're all girls. We were going through the chapter about cells & all that jazz, and we were looking at a diagram for a sodium pump, and Mrs C bursts out into song. "Nananana, nananana, hey hey hey, goodbye~". You know, since sodium is Na? Bri was so embarassed. Everyone laughed~♥

Um, there's probably more, but I'm tired.

CIAO.

AWESOME 2.0

Really, really, awesome.

So, Wednesday (the 13th) is the day that I was supposed to go to MVA.
I had just finished packing when I hear my dad answer the phone downstairs- it's Mr Daniels, the principal. I'm on my knees immediately, screaming my prayers, "PLEASE, GOD, PLEASE!" Then my parents call me downstairs. My mom looks up at me and says, "Twenty-five dollars each." Of course, I have no idea what this means, but she just goes on, "That's fifty dollars for both of you. I think we can afford that!" Then it clicks, and I almost start crying.
God is good!
All the time!
All the time!
God is good!

So, I got here Wednesday and since then have been mostly busy. We're cleaning, and a few of us (2 girls & 3 guys) have volunteered to be in a "home improvement" course. I'm one of the girls, and today we learned how to fix a leaky sink and toilet in the dorm. It's quite simple for the type of faucets & stuff we have.
The man who came (Gary) had his two daughters with them, except we didn't know one of them was a daughter until she was introduced as Lizzy. She might have short hair (it's covered with a hat), and she was wearing a very boyish outfit- pants with flames on them, a baggy skater shirt, and big shoes with duck tape on them. They were both adorable though, and later all of us were avoiding work and telling horror stories about accidents that have injured us or people we know. For instance, Gary was talking about how he'd accidentally nail-gunned his finger to a butterfly house once, and his son had done something similar to his wrist. I shared that I'd broken my nose five times, and so on.

Anywho.

So, everyone went somewhere and I don't know where they went. After lunch everyone was chilling in the worship room, and I went to my room to read. Then I come to a while later, realizing that we were supposed to be doing something, and everyone's gone. So now I'm here.

Cleaning can take a lot out of a person.

Stomach Party

It's like I explained to Meg-
Sometimes, it feels as if there's a party in my stomach. There's loud music & everything is shaking, lights and all that jazz. There are people dancing, friends chatting it up and having a good time. It's not all fun, though. There are the loners and outcasts on the edges of the crowd, people that don't fit in or don't know how and regret showing up at all. There might be one or two inebriated folk in there as well, who knows.

Anywho, that's what I feel like right now.

Not butterflies.
A party.


So, tomorrow I go up to MVA for RA camp/ freshman orientation.
It's kinda scary, because I still don't know if I'm actually going there, and... yeah.
I'd work my butt off to go there, but only God can control what happens after that.


On a slightly less dark note...
I love the Twilight series. I'm not a late arrival, someone who just jumped onto the bandwagon to be mainstream. I read the first book like, freshman year. I liked it then, but kinda forgot about the series since New Moon hadn't been released yet. Anywho, I've read all of them except the last one. Kinda scared about it. My mother says we have it, but I can't find it. Not shocking.

Aaaaaand... People are talking to me?
Like, Kenrick Washington & Daniel Graves messaged me out of nowhere on myspace, Miles Kathan just got back from Pennsic, and Danny (DJ) Holmes showed up on DA (I told him to call, so hopefully he will).
So that's fun.

Oh, and Demetri Martin is hilarious.
Seriously.

Ummm...
I had a weird dream.
Actually, it's from a while ago, but it was a vivid dream and I want to put it here in case I ever lose the paper.
_{So, in the dream, everything I touch explodes or melts. I got it from my dad, who left me & my mom when I was a baby. For some reason though, I idolized him. I like, hated my mom. In one scene he was holding me, then he just set me down and said something like, "I got you good." My mom comes running and starts to cry, and I tell her to be quiet because someone's "got me" now. When I'm older (high school), my dad contacts me again out of nowhere. He says he "needs" my help with a "job". My mom doesn't know about it, so I have to sneak out. I'm walking in underground tunnels to get where he is, and when I can't find a door or something I just touch a wall and explode it to get through. I step out through one of these, and there's this huge explosion at the other end of the tunnel. My dad steps out, cool as a cucumber, and says something like, "Let's get cracking." Apparently what we start to do next was called the "zipper effect"- My mom noticed I was gone and tracked me from the trail of destruction I left after touching things, like melted hand rails and singe marks on the walls. Anywho, we start at opposite ends of the tunnel, and walk towards each other. We're running our hands on the walls, along bars like regular people do, and things start melting and exploding. I turn back to look at it all, the things I destroyed just by touching them, and it starts to really dawn on me what it means to have what I have. It was like, "Wow. I can't touch anyone, or anything." Finally we're done. My dad claps me on the back and says, "Good job," and just leaves. I follow him out, and apparently the tunnel was Hiawatha Hall, a hallway under the cafeteria of my school. I step onto the sidewalk, and Lance drives up to me in his truck. I smile & wave, but accidentally touch his truck. I panic and start freaking out at him, telling him to get out of the truck immediately, and he does (looking real confused). As we're walking on, Katie Schuen starts to harass me as to why I wanted him out of the truck- I try making up excuses and she cuts them down, and I'm about to break down and start crying when Lance starts to defend me, talking about how he trusts his friends. He walks off and I follow him. Apparently there's some sort of platypus seal pack on campus, a platypus seal being like an elephant seal except with a platypus beak and furry like a platypus. Lance and I were talking about them when one runs up behind me and bites my butt! I heard that to stop them from being too friendly you have to bop them on the beak & say "NO" so I do, but it doesn't help and he keeps following me. I end up just scratching its back, but his wife (yes, platypus seals have marriage) sees me and starts complaining to her friend (or hairdresser, whichever) about it. I'm trying not to laugh because the whole thing is absurd. Platypus seals and their marriages, having hairdressers and me being able to understand them talking... Anywho, the seal wife's friend comes up & asks me if it's true that I was having an affair but I tell her no & show her that I was just scratching his back, so I scratch hers & she calls the wife over so I can scratch her back and now we're all friends and everything. They go away & I go back to talking to Lance, when a crowd starts to notice that the platypus seal I was petting earlier was getting sick, red bumps and all that jazz. His wife & her hairdresser are trying to help, but then start getting sick too & they're getting worse and everyone's crowding around them trying to find out what's wrong, and I'm following the crowd because I was afraid to go up by myself, thinking that someone would catch on & blame it one me; suddenly I get the feeling that it's about to get real ugly, and I drag everyone I know away from it, and while we're walking away I turn around & there's this huge pause and I think it's going to be ok but then I hear this terrible sound and I can see blood splatter everywhere and people are screaming, someone just threw up- most of the people are looking away, but one person just stares at me funny and I hurry away. I look at my hands, and realize that the gloves I'd been wearing had been incinerated.}

Bento GoGo

Sieanna, Amy & I went to have sushi last night at a place in the Short North, Bento GoGo.
It's actually not my favorite place. The sushi is pretty good and everything, but it's a little slow and I miss Zen. The hot talkative waiters (never got their names!), the owner with a funny accent who knew my family by sight, freaking mom out whenever the plate with octopus came by on the conveyor belt...

Anyways.

We had an awesome time talking & laughing at life in general. The spicy tuna/ salmon rolls were good, but I do not recommend the sushi deluxe, which is, unfortunately, what I got. Then we walked aimlessly down the street & decided that this store looked cool. "This store" turned out to be Urban Outfitters, and while we had no money we had a grand old time in there. Like, at least an hour. There are a LOT of pictures (and by a lot I mean over 50), so I'll just give you a few.
















^{Sieanna is the short one, & also my sister. FYI.}

In other news-
So, Aunt Cathy just came over. Apparently, she, dad, Mickey, & Timmy were going to Cosi. I was like, Sweet, since there are two extra spaces can I bring a friend? Then she and dad were like, "It's up to you," to each other for an entire five minutes before they decided that it was a "family thing".
Really? Really.
Seriously? Seriously.
Because my aunt and my father are passing themselves off as a married couple to get into Cosi, along with my cousin and brother. Right, because you guys are totally bff now. And I can't bring my best friend since 3rd grade, who has met my grandmother and a good portion of my cousins? The one who is practically a part of our family, and I'm practically part of hers?
Because that totally makes sense to me.

NOT.

You see, I'm especially upset because this isn't the first time that Aunt Cathy & my father have gone off gallivanting. They went to Magic Mountain a few times (with Mickey & Timmy) and had a grand old time.

Plus, when I declined to go to Cosi since Amy couldn't come, Aunt Cathy started me on this guilt trip because she's going to Texas. Really, Aunt Cathy? Just a few moments ago you said that Sunday we're going to Oglebay. Is this going to be the last time I see you? Do I want to hang out with my liar father, my crazy aunt, and my annoying prepubescent brother & cousin without someone I can actually relate to to help me not to go crazy myself?
The answer is no.
And I will not regret the decision later, like you said.
Because I'm not crazy and paranoid schizo, like some aunts I know.

_{I'm not against paranoid schizo people, I'm just using it to make a point against my aunt because I'm upset with her. FYI.}

So, anyways.

I ordered this book from the library, and it's awesome. The Hell With Love. You should totally read it~♥ I'm also currently obsessed with The Ting Tings and the new Colplay album, Viva La Vida (still happy about Dizzy Balloon, as well). Along with The Hell With Love, I've started a Neil Gaiman book, Fragile Things. It's a collection of some of his short stories & poems, and I love Neil Gaiman, so hands down awesome book.
Oh, and if I haven't ranted on about it already-
Dean Koontz.
Odd Thomas.
I will always, without fail, cry at the end, no matter how many times I read it (which has been three times so far).
Basically the whole Odd Thomas series is my hero. Dean Koontz is an amazing writer.

OH!

Kate & Danny leave today.

I need to check to see if I'm going back to Amy's.

Because (as you can probably see) life is getting kind of ridiculous here.

Pineapple Express

came out today.

Unfortunately, I am not 18, and it's rated R.

Curses and crosswords...


In other news.

Ten days seems like a really long time when it dictates how long you're going to be staying with your parents after a very recent decision to move out which they did not come to fully accept.

I don't know if they'll even let me go back to Amy's when Kate & Danny leave...

Which is totally their problem because I have a window that leads out on to the roof and I plan on using it if absolutely necessary.
I probably won't have to use it though, because my parents are totally oblivious and ridiculously dense when it comes to me.

For instance-
My mother told me that I was an egotistical maniac who thinks that the world revolves around me. I asked her if that was what she truly believed and she said Yes, that's what she truly believes. Then she asked me, fifteen minutes later, why I refused to speak to her.
Okay, Mom, how about this- in the space of one summer, you've told me that I don't live in your house, that you think I'm a b---- (bleeped out for the younger viewers), a few other mean and totally unnecessary things, and now you're attacking my nonexistant personality faults.
Do you really wonder why I moved out?
Because I don't.




_{I really want to chew my nails right now...}

Anyways.

That was a good venting session.

But now my mom is home, and I have to go before she starts reading over my shoulders.

AWESOME.

Needless to say, it was awesome.

So we got there & it was set up with seats & everything (I thought it was just going to be one of those standing things), and some people had already taken our seats, so we sat down somewhere else & took someone else's seats. We ended up moving to the front after the first few songs anyways, because we were pretty near the back.
Anywho.
So, Toby Mac & Diverse City are awesome and while their music is pretty awesome when you're listening to it on myspace or on CD or whatever, it is SO MUCH MORE HARDCORE IN CONCERT.
Seriously.
Like, I'm in love.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Anywho.

You should probably go listen to them now.

CLICK HERE!

I can't deny it...

I anyone else but Allison said some of the things that she has said, I'd be rolling on the floor. But she is my sister, and I have a strong sense of pride in that I will not show her weakness! I'm not even sure if that's a reason, but whatever.

Yesterday I chilled with Amy. We had an extended conversation about how my dog looks like an old man with a glass eye.
^{she totally does}

Amy has senior pictures today, so a good portion of yesterday was spent looking for outfits at Kohls. We also finished a puzzle and did funny things like this.


Last night I didn't get a lot of sleep, though.

So now I'm going to take a nap.