My dog is really weird.

So I'm sitting here in my room, typing away at the computer, and all of a sudden i hear this odd humming noise on the other side of my door. After a few seconds, I recognize it as my dog. So I open the door and she's standin there staring at me intently then starts wagging her tail and barges into my cramped and messy room. Then she storms back out, only she's really excited so she's trying to move really fast and quick like. But she's old and fat so she has trouble, because of her arthritis. So she's acting like this little puppy, and she's specifically aiming for me. It was hilarious, so i followed her down the stairs and she's still taunting me, wanting to play, and then my dad got up and distracted her with a bistcuit and I was disappointed.

The weirdest part is that at lunch today i was talking about how my dog doesn't love me anymore. It made me really happy. Oh man. I'd start telling you how sad I'm going to be when I certain event occurs, but then I'd start crying. So now I'm off to another imaginary conversation in my head between two imaginary characters that refuse to acknowledge my existance.

SAT's can go ahead and take a long trip down some stairs

1260 is not a good enough score for me. I'm relying on my good testing to get my into college, because my grades are average at best. Why can't I be like Stinky and get a 14-freaking-80. Blarb.

Am still waiting on the PSAE scores. And then I have the ACT on June 11th. Whoopie! Not. I suppose I should talk to my mom about a retake of the SAT. But I don't think I'd do much better. It's not really worth it.

Why isn't this year over yet?

Mutters Tag was schrechlich

yesterday was perhaps one of the worst days I've had in awhile. But I've complained enough about it, and I don't think I should put anything in here. Except... I went to get gas at the Shell by Julian and I go in to pay the attendant, and he's like "you have pimples on your face, did you eat too much chocolate?" direct quote my friends. direct quote. So yeah, I want to shove somethign very large down his throat.

Umm, I only have one class tomorrow due to the fact that I am going to Navy Pier to see King John. It shall be exciting. And...

I HAVE CONTACTS!!!!!!!!!!!

And that would be the highlight of my day, despite the fact that I have difficulties with getting them in. Once they're there though, it's all good.

Thus I leave you to mourn the lack of more interesting things. Ciao.

My Adventure of the Day

me: i just went out to Jewel to buy stuff
me [7:12 PM]: and on the way there
jim [7:12 PM]: ive read like 1/4 of the book. im happy
jim [7:12 PM]: oooh jewel's good stuff[]
me [7:12 PM]: i decided to check if there was frisbee so i drove by the schoo
jim [7:12 PM]: uh ohz. hot boys without shirts?
me [7:12 PM]: and then i saw a tall person with shaggy brown hair and i was like is that lawrence?
me [7:13 PM]: and it was
jim [7:13 PM]: LoL
me [7:13 PM]: so lawrence waves me down
jim [7:13 PM]: but was he shirtless?
me [7:13 PM]: *i am now by the tennis court*
me [7:13 PM]: no
jim [7:13 PM]: omg whoa.... continue
jim [7:13 PM]: ok
jim [7:13 PM]: lol
me [7:13 PM]: and he's like, what are you doing here?
me [7:13 PM]: and I'm like, driving, and he's like, oh
me [7:13 PM]: and i'm like
jim [7:13 PM]: LoL
jim [7:14 PM]: that does sound like something he'd say
me [7:14 PM]: I'm going to jewel and inspecting if there are any frisbee games
me [7:14 PM]: so he's like, hmmm
me [7:14 PM]: and I'm like
me [7:14 PM]: do you need a ride?
me [7:14 PM]: and he's like hmmm
jim [7:14 PM]: whoaa!!
jim [7:14 PM]: im SO envious of u
me [7:14 PM]: so he says to his friend, dude, i'm going home now, where's my hat?
jim [7:14 PM]: lol
me [7:14 PM]: an escapade to find his hat ensued
jim [7:15 PM]: oh my. im at the edge of my seat
me [7:15 PM]: then he got into the car, and I'm like, you don't mnd going to jewel do you?
me [7:15 PM]: and he was like, no
jim [7:15 PM]: whoa!!!!!!!!!!11
me [7:15 PM]: so we went to jewel
jim [7:15 PM]: THATS SO COOL!
me [7:15 PM]: and on the way there
jim [7:15 PM]: he's permanently on my good list
jim [7:15 PM]: thats so cool
me [7:15 PM]: he decided he wanted to change the cd, which i didn't mind
jim [7:15 PM]: mhmmm
me [7:15 PM]: so he put in a mix cd of mine
me [7:15 PM]: and then I got on lake strt
me [7:16 PM]: which was a mess as usual
jim [7:16 PM]: hehe
me [7:16 PM]: so i skipped the first three songs cause I was aggrivated
me [7:16 PM]: and then we got to that song
jim [7:16 PM]: eheh
me [7:16 PM]: from Cruel Intentions
me [7:16 PM]: you know
jim [7:16 PM]: oooh the seductive one??
me [7:16 PM]: the really awesome driving song?
jim [7:16 PM]: sure. that one
jim [7:16 PM]: lol
me [7:16 PM]: bittersweet symphony
me [7:16 PM]: or somethign
jim [7:16 PM]: thats a good one
jim [7:16 PM]: ive heard it.
me [7:16 PM]: so he's like, i like this song
jim [7:16 PM]: whoa.
me [7:17 PM]: and blasts it, then he tries to figure out how to open the windows
me [7:17 PM]: which was amusing
jim [7:17 PM]: why can't i hang out with a guy like him? hes so cool
jim [7:17 PM]: haha!!!!!
me [7:17 PM]: as he unlocked an relocked the doors numerous times
jim [7:17 PM]: lmao!
me [7:17 PM]: then i showed him where the controls were
jim [7:17 PM]: wow
me [7:17 PM]: and then we got to jewel
jim [7:17 PM]: can the story get any better?
jim [7:17 PM]: :)
me [7:17 PM]: and I was like okay, lawrence you're now carrying everything
jim [7:18 PM]: mmmm
me [7:18 PM]: and he was like, ummm, no thanks
jim [7:18 PM]: haha!
jim [7:18 PM]: horrible
me [7:18 PM]: so i was like, but you can, you're arms are all lanky
me [7:18 PM]: and he was like, i can but I don't want to
me [7:18 PM]: so i was like, okay go get a cart, and he was like, i elect you to get the cart
me [7:18 PM]: so i gave him the list, and went and stole a cart
jim [7:18 PM]: whoa
me [7:18 PM]: then he was like a little kid and he was riding on the cart
me [7:18 PM]: like a skateboard
me [7:19 PM]: and he stole candy
jim [7:19 PM]: dude, he's so hot.
jim [7:19 PM]: stole? uh oh
me [7:19 PM]: and then we checked out
me [7:19 PM]: and he paid me the ten dollars he owed me
me [7:19 PM]: and then I took him home
me [7:19 PM]: and then I found the frisbee game
me [7:19 PM]: and watched the shirtless guys for three minutes
me [7:19 PM]: and then I came home
me [7:19 PM]: and that was my adventure of the day
me [7:19 PM]: oh and I still have no paper
jim [7:19 PM]: wow
me [7:19 PM]: heehee
jim [7:19 PM]: i'm so jealous
me [7:20 PM]: it was completely by accident
jim [7:20 PM]: still
jim [7:20 PM]: thats muchos impressive
jim [7:20 PM]: i wish i could be randomly exciting like that

I HATE PAPERS!
So this quarter paper I have to write can kiss my ass.

Margaret Sanger did not support Eugenics, she merely supported that women should be allowed a form of protection from pregnancy and also be allowed abortions, safely.

Blarb.

And now I must flee this room in which i have confined my mind.

It has come that time once more. Time for me to celebrate the opening of a new journal. I think I've become addicted. WHEE!! And now to frolick off.

Well, i decided to experiment a bit with internet, so yeah.

Today, when I was sitting outside, I started watching the trees waving, and I was like, hey, the trees are waving at those girls. But, the girls didn't notice, or care, they were more interested in the rather attractive male in front of them. It was quite disappointing, but that happens.

Today was rather blah. Nothing too terribly exciting. Emily and Emmie finally hooked up yesterday. I find that to be inspiring. Mock trial was fun. Jim has upped my self-disaproval to self-appreciation.

Useless Youth should be the name of our band. Thank you very much Trenna. And now I am off to disappear.