Maegs (maegs) wrote, @ 2003-12-17 15:40:00

u know -- stuff
there's a new guy at school w/short teeth. he says he's from NY but i think he's lying. he wears cowboy boots, tight Wranglers, and all of his tight shirts stay tucked in. he sat at our table during lunch. and he laughed at all my jokes.

Phen gave me his number last night...so did Josh (Ash's brother). i think i'm supposed to call them tonight, but i can't remember.

exams r stupid. i came to this conclusion right before i fell asleep during second hour in the computer lab. the Beta Club is also stupid, but i like it enough to participate and i feel honored to have been initiated.

some guy friends of mine keep joking that i should go out for the football team. there's no doubt in my mind that i could make it, but that would require me to quit marching band (and give up my position as Drum Major) -- and i refuse to surrender my podium. the world is just completely and utterly perfect when i'm up there. no way, dude...no effin' way.

i dunno wtf is goin' on w/Ryke. his & Frank's computer over in Germany is really messed up. i wonder when Ryke talked to his gf last. i hope not at all. yeh yeh, it's mean -- but it's true.

i took the mini-SAT today for the SAT Competition Team...560 Verbal, 440 Math. so basically i'm a dumb-ass. my highest combined SAT score is 1060, and i need at least an 1100 to get that stupid scholarship...

note: lots of things are "stupid" today.

Mr. Fort (the CHS band director from a long time ago) came into fourth hour today to work w/us on our Region Band solos, but i was the last person he was going to work with, and he ran out of time before the bell rang to go to the SAT CT. lucky me! :D

my dad's pissed off b/c i didn't tell him about the band Christmas concert (two weeks ago). but he's not allowed to be mad @ me b/c of the following 3 reasons:
1) i didn't tell anyone about the concert (due to fear of embarassment)
2) i am cute
3) he loves me
in other words, i don't really care if he's mad...

i think maybe my mum & i are going Christmas shopping tonight since i've got the Christmas party on Friday.
My Christmas List:
Jakerbug
Jewy
Kiwi
Anna
Sarah
Neeky
Court
K'la
Dad
Baby Boy (done)
Richard
Mum
Turtle
Meg I.
Toby McG (done)
Mr. Martin (done)
Granny
Mimi & Poppi
Nicholigio
Dana Burger & Patricio
and a couple more i'm probably forgetting...

i don't really have $ for all that. but w/e.

i was trying to cross the pick-up line after school today w/Timbo beside me, and since it's a pedestrian crosswalk, i didn't stop when this purple SUV sped up. Timbo stopped. the SUV's side-view mirror hit me in the hand. i could sue, but i won't. there are a lot of ppl here that would. but not me.

AP US History exam & English exam tomorrow. i should probably study. yes, if i were a good student, i would do that. but i'm not, so i'm still sitting here.

hm...i need chap-stick (btw, the best chap-stick ever is Blistex DCT -- wind musicians use it all the time to heal cracked lips before performances, and dentists use it to heal cracked lips on patients WHiLE THEY'RE iN THE OFFiCE! so in other words, it's ubar-awesome stuff & u should get some).

shit, i can't think of anything else. life is good. to quote Mr. Wuhthy: "Praise Allah!"

btw, today some friends and i found a map about the size of a Twister mat, so guess what we did. we played Twister on the map! yep! only we called it something stupid like "Mapper" or something. it's actually a lot harder to play that u would think b/c most of the map, of course, is water. therefore, all the countries that one can call out are generally close together (meaning the players' bodies have to be closer together). not only that, but u really have to know ur geography (i fell down while trying to find the Solomon Islands). maybe one day that will be an "educational game."

well i'm through boring u (few) readers w/this BS. hope everyone had a wonderful day. sorry i can't be more engergetic. :)

o yeh -- to Kiwi...don't forget ur true friends, hey.

truly true -- Maegs

o yeh -- i found this today in the band room floor. i have no clue where it came from. i'll leave u w/it.

"After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding and hand and chaining and soul and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security. And you learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises. You begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes straight ahead with the grace of a man or a woman instead of with the grief of a child. And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's too uncertain for plans, and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while you learn that even shunshine burns if you ask too much. So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure and that you really are strong and that you really have worth. And you learn and you learn. With every good-bye, you learn."