LeeLee Says . . .

rain is a good thing

2010-04-09T04:49:00.000-07:00

I know that I've blogged about this before, but I'm gonna do it again.

So Rara and I had just taken the cake out of the oven a few minutes before. The sliding glass door was open, with the screen closed. All of a sudden we hear this WHOOSH! and look out the window. It was pouring. Well, at least it looked like it. It really wasn't raining that hard, but with the wind, it looked and sounded like it. Rara and I went out into it and danced and sang and just had a blast and got soaked. We sang "Fearless" by Taylor Swift and "Rain is a Good Thing" by Luke Bryan (I think... I'll get back to you on that). They're both rain songs, if you're not familiar with that particular Taylor Swift hit. (And if you're not familiar with it, get familiar with it :D) It was so invigorating, to use Sierra's word. Here, dictionary! *whistles* Oh, yeah, that word definitely works. And I sang that one Barney song and "Singing in the Rain" and we danced and yelled and had sooooo much fun. Eventually the rain slowed down, and we went inside and put on PJ's and put in the Phantom of the Opera version that has Robert Englund in it and is rated R. About thirty minutes into it, I wimped out and turned it off, and we watched part of the Spiderwick Chronicles instead. I got that movie for Christmas 2008 and never got around to watching it. I was supposed to watch it during Christmas Break of that year with my mom, but we never did :( And then we went to bed. Well, then Sierra went to bed and I played around on her iPod and then stared at the ceiling for an hour or two and fell asleep at say 3 a.m. and then got up at 7:15 to feed my sisters and take the garbage out and then did not go back to sleep so I am HYYYYYYYYYPEEERRRRRRRRRRRRR on the inside. And I gotta go check on the pudding, so...
this is LeeLee, signing off!

she's sorry... again

2010-04-08T12:26:00.000-07:00

is this thing on? I haven't used it in so long, which is COMPLETELY NOT MY FAULT as I happen to be grounded once again. That is my fault however. Long story short, it's a good idea to turn in essays if you wanna pass English...
anyways, the 'rents are out of town for their anniversary (10th. It's been a long, hard, ten years), and MY SOUL TWIN IS SITTING LIKE FOUR FEET AWAY!!!! and I'm listening to So Jokes (an album by Hank Green... back to that later) and one sister is downstairs and the other is at a playdate and my wonderful great-aunt's on the way and Rara and I are gonna bake a cake later and it's spring break and i finished my chocolate bunny today and it's a beautiful day outside and I just feel... great.
TO THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE NOT NERDFIGHTERS YET: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FyQi79aYfxU.
Click on it. I know you want to. Go ahead. I'll still be here when you get back. Go on.
John Green is the most amaaaaaazing author ever, as I've mentioned in passing. He is. Next time you're in a bookstore or library, pick up a copy of Looking for Alaska. Next time you're shopping on iTunes, buy So Jokes. That's by his brother, Hank Green, who's a pretty awesome songwriter and a decent singer :D
ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
sooooooooo
I don't know. Jasmine, I'll catch up on your blog in a minute, after I finish Rara's...
http://www.infinantplaylist.blogspot.com/ click it click it click it click it click it. no pressure.

*singing* "It's too hooooooot, it's too hot in this town...." http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/so-jokes/id303875663

Ughhhhh

2010-01-21T19:03:00.000-08:00

So guess who totally feels like crap right now? That's right, you guessed it. Lovely lovely little unintentionally selfdestructive me.
So I have this ex who I broke up with in November for all the wrong reasons. Not going to get into the details of that. They don't really matter. What matters is that on some level, I still love him. When we first broke up, we did the whole "I hate you don't talk to me" thing, which is really hard as his best friend is one of my best friends and my best friend is a really good friend of his. Then we slowly went back to being friends. Then he said something that ticked me off, and I responded as calmly as one can when someone has just said something they know you hate hearing and he took it the wrong way and flipped out. He apologized later, but I still avoided him and licked my wounds for a bit. There's this FB message between me, him, and three mutual friends where we did a good amount of our arguing. I told one of said mutual friends I would be taking a break from said message for a little but as the ex and I needed some time apart. Just days later, the ex and I accidentally met up on a virtual gaming site we both play on from time to time. I agreed to group with him only because his little sister was on and wanted to group with me, but neither of us knew how to intiate a group. She had to go almost immediately, which makes me wonder if she was actually on or if the ex had logged in as her on the other computer just to get me to group with him. I answered him politely and curtly, and according to what he said on the FB message, he thought that meant we were cool. However, that was a couple of weeks ago. I am still not communicating through that message.
Now that we've got the background done, let's move on to why I feel so crappy.
I found a video of John Green saying that he liked the Twilighf series, and I posted a link on FB that said "JOHN GREEN LIKES TWILIGHT! Take THAT!" The ex posted comments: "Is he gay?" and "I listened to it with broken headphones and all I heard was the Charlie Brown adult voice "wah wah wah wah wah wah wah."
I got pissed. I mean, really ticked off. I am one of those people who hate it when people use gay as an insult, or decide that somebody's gay because of what they like when they have no other proof. And if he had actually watched and listened to the video, he would've known without a doubt that John is straight. Just because HE doesn't like Twilight… but I shouldn't be getting into that. Anyways, I fired off a message saying that just because John Green can appreciate good literature, unlike him (a jab at how the ex once read a piece of my writing where one character kills another in a fit of rage, grief, and desparation, and told me I needed to go to a shrink. I will never forgive him for that), doesn't mean he's gay. I also said that John Green was the best author on the planet and I did not appreciate his comments, so I deleted them. In a post-script, I told him he needed to work on his insults if that's what he was going for, as "gay" is not an insult to a nerdfighter.
He replied that he was joking and he didn't mean to upset me.
I replied that he did upset me. This was about a minute later.
He replied seven minutes later that he would never upset me on purpose and that he's just tired of the Twilight stuff.
Then he replied eleven minutes after that that I replied to the first one almost instantly and now I can be unresponsive all I want
Then, four minutes after that: okay I guess I just have to assume you hate me not much to it I guess. I'll miss your friendship.
Twelve minutes after that: it's not always a good idea to leave in the middle of a conversation. Kind of pisses people off after a while. I've removed you from my friends list.
I then replied about an hour and a half later, explaining that I had been out of the house (because gasp I actually have a life! I didn't put that in there, as I wanted to be the bigger person, but ohhh I wanted to) and was just now receiving the messages. I apologized for not responding sooner and for the bitter and defensive message. I also told him that I was sorry to hear he no longer wanted to be friends.
This was at six yesterday evening, and I hadn't heard back when I checked at eight last night. This is getting posted around six most likely, and I'll check FB and post about any changes.
Now that I've really mulled it over, I'm feeling less like crap and more, like, pissed. On one hand, that bitter little message was what started it. On the other, it really wasn't that bitter, he didn't have to watch the video if he's so tired of Twilight, he could be more open minded and/or closed mouthed, and I'm not the one who defriended someone simply because she didn't reply to my messgae fast enough. Of course, I do tend to avoid contact with those who are upsetting me, but that's mainly because 1) I'm Irish, so when I get mad, expect words and/or fists to fly, 2) I'm under quite a bit of stress at the moment (by the way, it's midterm week. Wahoo), and 3) I'm not having the best time of my life right now. Oh, and 4) I'm nonconfrontational for the most part, but when I get mad enough… see 1. But I still feel like crap, only now I'm angry crap. Today's going to go so well.

~Delaney/Laney/LeeLee/Layla Lee, lover of writing, wolves, John Green, and the fiveawesomegirls, hater of naught but hate and brocoli, owner of a nasty Irish temper and the accompanying luck, and the longwinded half of the infamous Wormhole Twins~

She is very very very bored

2010-01-19T07:24:00.000-08:00

My dad took away my Internet again for all of last week, so that
excuses me from blogging. God, my hands are shaking so bad right now I
can hardly type. Don't ask me why. They just are. I'm in Health class,
my last one, did the midterm a little bit ago. Bryar's txting or
something. Oh, he's trying to figure out who it was who called him.
Anyway, I'm bored. Of course, by the time I have Internet access I'll
be home and not bored. So... now that I've rambled a bit, I'm gonna
find something to do.

~Delaney/Laney/LeeLee/Layla Lee, lover of writing, wolves, John Green,
and the fiveawesomegirls, hater of naught but hate and brocoli, owner
of a nasty Irish temper and the accompanying luck, and the longwinded
half of the infamous Wormhole Twins~

-sigh- I love Mad Libs

2010-01-17T11:24:00.000-08:00

The last adjective was purely coincidential, but I find it funny, so I'm sending it :)

HOW TO ENJOY YOURSELF ON THE BEACH

When you go to the beach, you must take along a big blanket, a thermos bottle full of water
TYPE OF LIQUID, lots of suntan abc gum
SOMETHING ICKY, and a couple of folding chairs
PIECE OF FURNITURE (PLURAL). Then you put on your napkin
ARTICLE OF CLOTHING so you can get a beautiful green
COLOR to last you all summer. You also should have a big hat to keep the sun off your mouth
PART OF THE BODY. If you want exercise, you can find some grapes
PLURAL NOUN to play volleyball with. Volleyball is America's favorite appetizjng
ADJECTIVE game. You can also bring a/an delicious
ADJECTIVE lunch, such as hard-boiled biscuits
PLURAL NOUN, a few chicken
ANIMAL sandwiches with mustard, and some bottles of fart
SILLY WORD cola. If you remember all of the above and get a place near a/an yummy
ADJECTIVE lifeguard, you can sunbathe quickly
ADVERB all day.

~Delaney/Laney/LeeLee/Layla Lee, lover of writing, wolves, John Green, and the fiveawesomegirls, hater of naught but hate and brocoli, owner of a nasty Irish temper and the accompanying luck, and the longwinded half of the infamous Wormhole Twins~

That it is very late... or early

2010-01-04T00:39:00.001-08:00

So I have to be up at six thirty tomorrow for school, yet I have not
fallen asleep. And this is where I say fml.
I figures now would be as good a time as any to make resolutions for
this year. Every year I try to make resolutions that will change me
for the better. They never work. So here are some... slightly unusual
(at least for me) resolutions:
Read fifty books this year (stolen from Kristina from fiveawesomegirls)
Completely catch up on 5AG... starting at the beginning.
Write every day. Every single day.
Blog at least two or three times a week.
Make it another year without killing my sisters.

The last one may be the hardest to keep.

LeeLee

This once said "Sent from my iPod" but I'm sure you're as tired of it
as I am, so look out for a new signature coming soon!

Hello, 2010!

2010-01-02T22:58:00.000-08:00

Last year was crazy, to say the very least. I went through three guys, broke two hearts, and had my life threatened by one pissed off ex. I graduated middle school and survived band camp. Both of my best friends moved away. I went on my first vacation without my parents. I got grounded countless times, and actually got into a couple of screaming matches with my dad. The Sperm Donor (my biologicalfather; the one I call my dad is actually my stepdad) again did not come to see me this summer. I went to Dorney Park for the first time... and then the second time a month later. I had a month of agnostic behaivor, then turned back to God. I made more friends than groundations. I added movies to my collection: X-men: The Final Stand, The Labyrinth, Benny and Joon, Because of Winn-Dixie, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Edward Scissorhands, Star Wars Chapters IV, V, and VI, and The Newsies. I deepened my obsession with Johnny Depp. I saw New Moon and was almost satisfied. I officially became Team Jacob (in July, mind you, so don't be getting any ideas. I was Team Bella beforehand). I decorated my first cake (disaster). I started a blog :). I grew up quite a bit. I was (finally) diagnosed with chronic depression. Actually, first some know it all crackhead tried to diagnose my with bipolar disorder. Yeah, right. Nothing wrong with bipolar disorder, but I don't have it. I may have "manic episodes," but dude, it's called a sugar rush. Then I was taken to a *real*
psychologist who diagnosed me with depression and called the other doc an idiot. I met this guy... I starting taking Melatonin to help with the insomnia, started to feel addicted, panicked, stopped, was cured for a little bit, and then Thanksgiving hit and I haven't fallen asleep before two a.m. since. Ah, well. Gives me time to do stuff like this.

LeeLee

Sent from my iPod

That this is just a quick update

2009-12-31T20:30:00.001-08:00

Just thought you'd like to know I just watched a snake attack a
mouse... I screamed.

Sent from my iPod

Mad-libs are fun

2009-12-28T20:35:00.000-08:00

Your friend has sent you a Mad Lib! For more information on Mad Libs and the Mad Libs iPhone application, please visit www.madlibs.com.

LETTER TO A FRIEND BACK HOME

Dear LeeLee
PERSON IN ROOM, Well, here we are at the pretty
ADJECTIVE Seaside Hotel in (the) the bathroom
A PLACE. The weather is awe-inspiring
ADJECTIVE and the temperature is 464.24
NUMBER degrees. Our hotel room looks out onto a garden filled with pasta
TYPE OF FOOD trees and tropical socks
PLURAL NOUN. The natives are all cool
ADJECTIVE and spend their time ending
VERB ENDING IN 'ING' and riding their buttons
PLURAL NOUN through the streets. Most of them only speak Latin
LANGUAGE, but I can communicate by making signs with my arm
PART OF THE BODY. The local food is really dark
ADJECTIVE. Mostly they eat light
ADJECTIVE burritos and refried apples
TYPE OF FOOD (PLURAL). Our hotel only costs a hundred goobers
SILLY WORD (PLURAL) a day. We are going to spend the week peeing
VERB ENDING IN 'ING' and then come home. Wish you were here.

LeeLee

Sent from my iPod

That today has been satisfactory

2009-12-28T20:01:00.000-08:00

On the good news side of things:
I have followers! Thank you, Jasmine!
I spent an hour talking to my "older brother" who's actually just a
really close friend of mine.
I started beadweaving a bracelet. It didn't go too well at first, and
I ended up breaking the needle. I think I might have gotten the hang
of it now.
It's my sister's twenty-first birthday.
My best friend's mom's surgery is tommorow.
I found an app that I can text on (my rents won't buy me a cell phone
until I'm sixteen).
I learned enough of the words to "Photo Booth" by the Carter Teins to
sing along.

Bad news:
I have "Photo Booth" stuck in my head.
I didn't get any writing done today... Including the rough draft of a
five paragraph essay about Great Expectations due a week from today.
I told myself I'd go to bed on time tonight... yeah, that didn't happen.

LeeLee
Sent from my iPod

she's sorry

2009-12-27T20:48:00.000-08:00

I know I don't currently have any followers, so I guess it's more of
an apology to myself for not blogging for a week. It feels weird. I
don't know...
Anyway, Christmas was awesome. I got and iPod touch. Now I have
Internet access twentyfour seven! And now I am abusing the privilage
and being on at all hours. Oh, well. Sucks for my online friends :)
Let's see, what else is new? We got eighteen inches of snow last
weekend. I'm not too fond of snow. It's okay and all, I just don't
like it too much. I'm rather particular about my weather. Hate sleet
and clouds without precipitation, don't like snow, indifferent about
hail, like fog, really like mist, love the sun, practically worship
the rain. Note how I hate clouds but like fog. Fog is cool. Especially
when you're on what I call a "road to nowhere" where the road kind of
disappears into the fog.

I'm going to bed. Night, world.
LeeLee

Sent from my iPod

2009-12-15T04:02:00.000-08:00

So, well, I actually can’t really think of anything to blog about. -gasp- I mean, I know that I could talk about Hanukah, but I’m kinda ticked off with my dad and so I don’t want to write about that because the only reason we celebrate it is because of him. And I could talk about him, but I don’t want to do that.
Well, the CIA is having our Christmas party today. Oh, and the CIA I’m talking about is Christians in Action, not Central Intelligence Agency. Ours is much cooler. Last week we threw around a roll of French bread and crumbs were flying everywhere. I was supposed to have twelve cookies, but my dad… it’s a long story. We’re a small group. It’s me, Elliot (freshman), Greg (freshman), Nathan (freshman), Elliot’s sister (junior), Allaire (junior), Chelsea Spyres (senior), and Chelsea Thompson (senior). Sometimes Ashley (junior) comes, and there used to be a girl named Monee in there (idk…). I don’t know what happened to her. The meetings used to be really quiet, but then Chelsea T.’s aunt came in and talked to us about stuff and we’re a much rowdier bunch now, which is good. Anyways, Christmas party today!
I got my grade for the Telecom test- 90%! Last time I got about a 74%, so this is improvement! Still waiting on the other grades.
I don’t know what else to say. I am, like, out of muse!!!!!! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH! I am working on the whole "proving myself" thing. My friend Stephen... I always seem to be following him in the morning, and he's always telling me I don't have to. But I feel weird on my own, so I follow him. He thinks that I can't be alone, but I can. Today I am alone in this library, by myself, no friends here. Ha HA! Take THAT!

Anyways….
LeeLee

that not having internet really, truly sucks, as does Great Expectations

2009-12-14T04:02:00.000-08:00

Due to unfortunate events including Hanukah lights, time management, dinner drinks, and groundation, I do not have internet at my house for the next two weeks. Therefore, all of my blog posts will be typed up at home, saved to my flash drive, and posted from one of the computers in the school library. In other words, I will only be able to post on days I have school until the Monday after Christmas.

By the way, groundation is a made up word, being the noun form of “grounded.” It was invented by my ex-boyfriend’s cousin and used in the sentence “I can’t play video games because I’m on groundation” at Zach’s birthday party last March. He was made fun of in good spirits by the adults and older cousins and asked if he was ground into the foundation.

Anyways… I hate Great Expectations. It’s the book we are currently reading in English class. We’re on chapter… I think I was supposed to read up to chapter forty-two. I read a couple chapters last night while have an insomniac episode (the Grammar Nazi is confused there), and am planning to SparkNote and CliffNote as soon as this is posted. And if I have time, I’m hitting the book fair on the other side of the library. We’ll see. I might just take another zero on the reading quiz and hit the book fair first… I have (or should have) money with me today. I still have Christmas gifts to but, and I feel like I deserve to treat myself to at least a new pen. Hmmm… I wonder if they have the multi-colored pens like the one I got for Christmas last year that Zach decided he just had to see if he could get two pens out at once and it exploded… he promised me he’d get me a new one, but he also promised me he’d never hurt me. Obviously, he’s not one to keep promises. But I refuse to be bitter. Anyways, back to GE. Great Expectations is the most boring and the second most confusing book I’ve ever had to read for school (the most confusing being Lord of the Flies, which was the last book we read). I have to read the same passage at least twice before I understand it. I just wish we’d move on to, say, Catcher in the Rye, which my mom says I’ll really enjoy. Or To Kill a Mockingbird, which I started a month ago and never finished only because it was NaNoWriMo month and I couldn’t finish it before its due date at the library. I really liked the first two books I had to read this year, Fahrenheit 451 and Of Mice and Men, never read The Pearl, or SparkNoted it, for that matter (that’s what classmates are for), was extremely disturbed by Lord of the Flies but kind of liked it, and I.absolutely.hate Great Expectations. I have absolutely nothing against Charles Dickens, but Great Expectations suuuuucks.

that she loves the rain

2009-12-13T13:04:00.000-08:00

It's raining. Oh, how I love the rain. It makes me a little restless, but I still love it. It's so calm, so peaceful. It's rejuvenating, and it's wet. I confused Stephen the first day that it rained this school year. he got out his umbrella and opened it, and I refused to walk underneath it. He said he only got it out because of me. I don't like umbrellas very much. I don't see why one would stand under an umbrella when they could dance and run and frolic out in the rain instead. I want my first kiss to be in a parking lot, under the street lamps, in the rain, after dancing. It's not realistic, but it's still my dream. Perhaps it's because of listening to Taylor Swift's "Fearless." But even before that, I've always thought of rain as romantic. I remember lying on my bed when I was younger, writing in my diary and listening to the rain. I love thunder, too, and lightning. Last summer, on my way to my best friend's house, it was pouring. Absolutely pouring. It was a two hour drive normally, but it was raining so badly that it took us three hours to get there. I had a lot of fun on that trip. We nearly had to pull over a couple of times because her mom couldn't see out the windshield. We were at a dead stop once, and there was a lightning bolt that went from so high up we couldn't see to the ground, and the thunder shook the truck. It was amazing, and scary, too. And, let's see, any more rain memories? Well, when I lived in Kansas, there was a really bad thunderstorm when my then best friend and her brother were over after school and the tornado sirens went off and we hung out in the basement for a while. Oh, and on that subject, tornadoes are awesome, too.There was once a tornado that STOP! Okay, before I go on, I must say that none of the tornadoes I've gone through have done any damage,and therefore are cool. Nondestructive tornadoes are extremely cool. Destructive tornadoes are only cool if they're fake (like on the Wizard of Oz or something like that). Anyways, GO! my dad and I watched from the front porch and it literally disappeared right. over. our. house. It was soooooooooo cool! Hurricanes, now that I'm back in hurricane territory or whatever it's called (there's Tornado Alley, is there something for hurricanes? I believe so), are okay. I think they're just plain old okay. Again, I'm talking about nondestructive. I mean, I love the rain and all (see above) but that's a lot. Rain lasting for more than two days is too much. I love the wind, too, but again, too much. I guess the first few days are cool, but the rest? I'll take a tornado any day. :-)

So tomorrow, I go back to school. I have four test grades I may or may not find out, a couple of people to ask "Are you mad at me?" a couple of people to apologize to, and one person to avoid at all costs. I've got one person to prove myself to, one person to thank, and a book fair to hit up. I've got a couple of late assignments to turn in. I've... oh, shoot, I have seven chapters of sparknoting- I mean, reading to do! Crud, I forgot all about that. You know what I think? I think that I should burn all copies of Great Expectations. But that's for another post.

See you tomorrow!

Oh, and Happy Channukah to those of you who celebrate it. My (step)dad's Jewish, so we celebrate it. Mom made latkes last night. Again, another post. Oh, boy, I have a lot of ideas today!

LeeLee

that Secret Santas are really hard when you're broke.

2009-12-12T18:18:00.000-08:00

I'm hoping you'll be able to see this, as it's in white font. You should, because it's a black background, and if you can't, you won't be reading this, so why exactly am I rambling? Oh, well.

Well, I want to get the person I picked for Secret Santa what I know he wants, but it's an eighteen dollar item and I only have fifteen to spend on him. The rest of the money I have will be spent on my best friend/soul twin because she deserves an epic Christmas this year. Her mom has two tumors in her neck that could be the beginning signs of cancer. We don't know. She's going to have surgery on the twenty-ninth, and there's a forty percent chance that they won't be able to remove the tumors. And my best friend lives an hour and a half away, so I can't physically be there for her like I want to be, so I'm going to put together a bunch of stuff and mail it to her. Like, hot cocoa packets and marshmallows and tissues and good books and stuff like that. Fortunately, my Secret Santa person knows my best friend and what we are going through and should understand, and perhaps I will be able to find him something under budget that he'll like just as well. -crossing fingers- I mean, he used to be my best friend, and I know him pretty well, so I should be able to pick something he'll like. Mom and I are going to go somewhere before the twenty-third and find something. Ugh. Wish me luck.

Lee

that her father can be so unfair sometimes

2009-12-11T19:03:00.000-08:00

Okay. So for band I have to do an concert evaluation before the marking period ends. It has to be of a band that is high school level or higher. At first I wanted to go to my friends' high school band concert. Apparently my mom got the dates mixed up, and I missed it. So we were like, "okay, we'll just go to the community band concert Friday night." I told her today (it'll be yesterday by the time this posts) that it was in Wilmington, which is about a twenty minute drive with no traffic. My dad overheard this and lectured me about how I had three months to do this and I shouldn't be putting everything off until the last minute and that Mom would not be taking me all the way into Wilmington when it was my fault and I should've done it sooner, and so if I can't find another concert before the marking period ends, I'll just have to explain to my band teacher that I have to take a zero for the assignment because I'm so irresponsible. Okay, first of all, I found out about it three weeks ago, so how did I have three months to do it? And second of all, I had a Plan A and a Plan B. I admit, I should've been on top of making sure Mom had the right date, but I trusted her! I'm not blaming her, I'm just defending myself. And it wasn't my fault the community band concert that five other people I know have no problem going to was "so far away." I didn't pick the place! And I have one hour of recreational online time every weekday, and two hours on weekends. My dad threatened to take internet away for two weeks if I went over looking for another concert to go to. That's not recreational, Father. That's homework.

Fw: that the fact that I can update my blog from my email is totally awesome

2009-12-11T03:20:00.001-08:00
I'm really hoping that the whole subject line comes up on this.
Hello, everyone. I have discovered the joy of email updates. So now I can update my blog from places where I can access my email, but not my blog . . . not that there is such a place. I guess I can send from friend's email addresses, too . . . I'll have to see if Stephen will let me send a quick email update from his iPod Touch one morning on the way to school. Stephen, by the way, is my carpool buddy, and one of my best guy friends. He's been acting strangely lately. More irritable than usual. Ah, well. Such is life. I'm his ride to school tomorrow morning, so he can't quite go out of his way to piss me off if he wants to be on time :-)
I'm actually writing this at eight o'clock on Thursday night, but the parental controls just kicked in and lucky me has no internet until six AM Friday morning. So it will not be posted until I regain internet at six. -sigh-
I had four tests today, which means, since we have lovely block scheduling, I had a test in every class. I am in advanced classes, but I'm not doing too well at the moment. I may even have to drop, which will earn me the Badge of Shame. Oh, right. I have to explain that. Right now, unless you actually know me in real life, you are probably looking at your screen and saying "what the heck?" or some other choice words.
There are only twenty-six kids in the advanced program at my school, and we're a pretty close-knit group. I'm not saying we all like each other, but we're like a family. Our math teacher does this thing if you forget your homework or something like that. She'll go "dun, dun, dahhhh. Badge of Shame." Then Brandon made a real Badge of Shame. It gets passed along if someone says "shut up" or another punishable offense.
Anyways, so I was really stressing out about three of these four tests. (The fourth one was in Health, and it's always multiple choice <i>and</i> open note, so it's extremely easy.) First was English. It was a sixty-five point "quiz" on the first thirty chapters of Great Expectations, which I hate and haven't read. I love Sparknotes and Cliffnotes. Anyways, that was mainly multiple choice, and it had ten questions that were each one point extra credit, so -crossing fingers-.
The second one was Health, and I will be shocked if I didn't get my normal 60/60.
The third one was Telecom (Communications Technology, or Telecommunications). All multiple choice (scantron), but it was fifty questions and I had to guess on a couple. I feel pretty confident about it, but I did last time, too, and ended up getting a 78%...
And the last one was World Civ. It was two essays. I really, really suck at the essays. Granted, the last essay I wrote for her, I passed, but... The essays have to be three paragraphs, and I had to bluff and fluff my way through. I mean, really. Can you write three paragraphs on the question "How successful was the Weimar Republic in solving the problems of Germany by 1928?" when the first paragraph is supposed to be saying "successful," the second saying "unsuccessful," and the third giving your overall opinion, without using the word "I? "Okay, class, now remember, no I's in History!" Uh, uh, uh, uh, um, HUH? And a whole paragraph giving your answer? "(Monotone) It was fairly successful. It could've done better, but it could've done worse. The end." ...............................................yeah...............
So I should have my results on Monday! Wish me luck!

LeeLee

that this is her first blog post!!!

2009-12-09T16:55:00.000-08:00
Eeee, I'm so excited, I finally have a blog of my very own! I've had one before, but I share it with my bestest friend and it's a private blog and nobody sees it but us.
So, a little bit about me. I am a freshman in high school in Delaware. I am a band geek, a teacher's pet, a daydreamer, a writer, a reader, an okay friend . . . I feel emotions very strongly (perhaps too strongly . . .). For example, I get stressed easily and I get mad easily and I laugh easily and I cry easily and I fall in "love" easily and I fall out easily and I get obsessed easily . . . I could go on and on.
My interests? Writing, reading, talking, boys, photography, Native American culture (though I am in no way Native American), wolves, boys . . . I am one of those Twilight girls, but I'm not looking for arguments. I do enjoy arguing, but that's in real life with people I know. I don't like to argue with people over the internet because it can escalade if something comes across as something that was not meant, and then it's up for everyone to see, and it's just . . . it doesn't work. I also enjoy Eragon, Harry Potter, the House of Night, Chronicles of Vladimir Todd, Lauren Myracle's chat novels, Vampire Diaries, and the Xanth novels.
I am a firm believer in Christ, but again, I am not looking for any arguments. However, if you ever want to learn more about Jesus and the bible, let me know.
Ummmm . . . my idol is hayleyghoover. If you haven't already, check her out on YouTube or Google her and find her blog. I follow her vlogs at the moment, but have yet to start reading her blog.
So . . . that's about it!