Place To Be

It would be nice if the sun would start shining more often. Obviously that's ridiculous seeing as it's always sunny, but it would be nice if it was more often. Yes, coming from the girl who had to be restrained from some fellow classmate who nearly had a heart attack when I said I didn't like the sun. She completely manhandled me and I barely knew her. Well, hey, whatever you're passionate about right?

Naturally I still have two tons of hw to do, as obviously I am a procrastinator, and even if I were dying of boredom, I'd much rather be bored than do that hw. I just find it to be a waste of time. Not because it's work, it's just repetitive and takes HOURS. EVERY DAY. So sometimes I just don't do it, which seriously needs to change as I need a decent GPA.

I STILL need to go see my neighbour, but I'm obviously being my lazy self right now. I managed to tape Moulin Rouge as my dad hasn't seen it yet, but naturally, once I mention it's being taped, he just HAS to see it on DVD. Fine.

I am miserably pale. Much paler than is even normal for me, and that's pretty pale. In fact, when I was England, a kid seriously stopped to remark upon how pale I was. Very ego boosting I must say. However, since having lived in Sunny California it has improved somewhat. So, since I am opposed to tanning and such, I need some fake tan immediately. In fact I am probably going to have to get myself up and out the door to go buy some. That and some new eyeliner, which is, quite frankly, low on my list of priorities right now.

... Maybe if I use a load of fake tan, I can get that horrible orange sunburnt look thus fooling people into actually thinking that I did something remotely interesting over break. Right, that kind of reminds me of how I got a four inch scar on my left knee back in Geometry. I had to go to the nurse's office to get it bandaged. It looked completely gross because the only bandages they seem to want to supply you with at school are the thin, see-through kind. It's kind of like mocking the validity of your inflicted wounds when going to the nurse's office. Kind of like how I had to go there earlier this year after some ninth grader "accidentally" threw a big fat rock at my head. Come to think of it, this whole year I'm CONSTANTLY called down to the office. For the most random things ever. It's like they have nothing better to do then call me down to ask me if I'd like to sign up for the new green spinach lovers club specifically for people who are 5' 3. I mean, good lord. Really! Anyways, back to the cut I happened to get the ONE DAY, one of the ONLY days I wore a skirt. Honestly, it's like really bad karma. Oh right, I forgot to mention that I got that cut while I was getting out of the car, first thing in the morning. I guess I can' t really blame anyone for that but I did manage to guilt trip my geometry teacher out of a few assignments. Oh yeah, I got it from sliding a big fact compass over my knee. Accidentally of course. Suffice to say I wasn't about to go around telling people that I cut myself via a compass designed for work in mathematics, so I said I had got it in a skateboarding incident. That only served to get me banned from all skateboarding equipment, with my friends saying that I should never EVER go near anything with wheels that can move. Well, that explains how I got cut getting out of the car. Anyways they were obviously less sympathetic than you would think. So I confessed that it was actually from a compass which actually made the situation worse. Sadly, so. Following this little event I threw away any and all compasses I owned and refused to buy another for the whole of the year.

Anyways, if that totally bored you to death, I reckon you should listen to this amazing song by Kristin Hoffmann:

Definitely not dance material, but good nonetheless.

Kristin Hoffmann - Mary

Err... eventually I'm going to have to tell somebody that this blog exists and that's just going to ruin that "talking to yourself" aspect of blogging. Well, I can wait.