I just remembered
Wednesday. 11.5.08 9:38 pm
I'm in a "class play" (i.e. it's crap) and I have to die in a drunk driving accident. My friend just wouldn't give me his keys.
Bah. I hate memorizing lines. And then SAYING them.
"Romanticocabrita: The kids in my fourth block Ewed puffy Cheetos.
Romanticocabrita: They said Ew about the puffy Cheetos.
wiseguysupreme4: What puffy cheetos?
Romanticocabrita: Any puffy Cheetos. They weren't physicall present. SOmehow we got onto the topic.
wiseguysupreme4: You should smite them with your cheesy fingers attack.
wiseguysupreme4: ...too much Digimon.
I am way too distracted to be doing this English homework.
Tasteless, but true
Tuesday. 11.4.08 11:13 pm
Good old John. Out of my main "school group" of friends, most of them are staunch Republican. And a few of them are actually that way because they're educated (and not because their parents are), like Ryan. Personally, I'm fairly moderate (surprise!) but leaning right.
But John is our democrat. And boy, do we love him for it.
In the face of all our political jokes, some pretty biased, John stands firm in his beliefs. I think we've swayed him on a few topics, but mostly he defends well. And he takes it with good humor. He makes Palin jokes, too. It's great.
One day, while discussing the stupidity of running with Palin as vice-president, John made the following comment.
"Obama doesn't have a lot of experience, so he ran with someone who's experience balanced him out. McCain saw him do this, and made a fatal mistake in thinking that it worked both ways. He's trying to balance out his experience against a complete newbie!"
We all got a good laugh out of that. Great times. Of course, that's not word for word, and it was much funnier to hear in person.
I'm such a geek
Wednesday. 10.29.08 9:37 pm
Katie: -runs away-
Me: ...love attack?
Katie: -runs back-
Me: It's super effective!"
I'm so lucky.
SO. I switched my contacts with a new pair. And now everything is crystal clear, and it's amazing. Just goes to show, though, that you really can't tell how bad something is until you've had better. And suddenly things stand out. And they look amazing. You wonder how you managed before, or how come you never even thought things were bad.
Today was a good day. Actually, this has been a good week. A great week. Some really amazing things have happened in my life and in those around me. For me, it's all coming to a head this week.
I'm extremely happy right now. Or, as happy as my puny little heart can manage. Haha.
So, I was thinking
Monday. 10.27.08 5:09 pm
Vision from my left eye is pretty crisp and clear. On the right eye, though, it's blurry and not quite as focused. Maybe it's the contact; I've noticed a speck on the lens. I couldn't get it off, but it's on the outside and doesn't bother my eye, so I left it alone.
I don't take very good care of my contacts. But that's just kind of how I am. I take liberties with myself, and come out all right. I'm not super careful with my contacts, but I rarely get eye infections, and not very bad ones at that. In fact, I never seem to get really sick at all. I don't medicate for anything, except for the loose Vitamin C every now and then. I don't go out of my way to take care of getting sick from my peers. I never use deodorant, but that's just because I've never really developed body odor. No joke. It's not like the kid who can't smell his own. I just never seem to sweat.
I guess I'm really lucky. I sure am glad to have the body I do. I can't really complain about anything. I like the way it looks. I like the way it handles. I am deeply content with my body.
And my mind, too. I guess I'm a narcissist or something. There's a certain...personality in my thought process. I love that, too. When I talk, every detail of my speech is important. The diction. The metaphors. The rhythm. The timing. The context. My tone of voice. My facial expression. None of it is premeditated, but all of it is so...me.
And when I see it in other people with the same way of thinking, I appreciate all the little details without even consciously thinking about it. I try to become friends with that person.
My friends are the coolest. It's neat, because it's like I have different groups of friends. Some of the groups overlap a little. My best friends are the people who can fit into any group. And those people definitely understand me. Even if they don't consciously know it.
It's good to know that there are people who love me, and just love to be with me. Sometimes, I think, people take that for granted. You should love your friends, at least a little.
I love them back.
...well, that was random.
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