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she's lost in coma, where it's beautiful,
name: afton michelle k.
Art, drawing, writing, literature, dance,
Liars, hypocrites, conformity, copycats,
version: two-point-oh
[x] blurty friends
rurouni kenshin
lord of the rings
final fantasy vii
yu-gi-oh!
elfstones of shannara
moved to beyond-sanity.org
e-mail: ashre@moonshadow-garden.net
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02.26.04 [21:36] // dream // "I have no idea what the hell you're talking about it, but at least you're enthusiastic about it!" Yeah. I'm back. I have lots to talk about for a chance. This has been, in many ways, one of the worst weeks ever. There's just been so much going on, everything seems to be going wrong, and I don't think I've failed/done badly on this many quizzes and tests before (I made a 75 on a quiz in Chemistry on Monday. Chemistry. The class that I am supposed to always make 100s in. It wasn't a great way to start off my week, to say the least). BUT, it has also been a week of a few personal victories. :D CURTIS DIDN'T MAKE AN A ON THE PHYSICS QUIZ!!! Yes. The day I had been waiting for for such a long time finally arrived. He made an 87 on yesterday's quiz, meaning he *finally* had to sit up front during the reteach today, whereas *I* was sitting pretty at a 94 and got to sit in the back. :D Also, Mrs. Schweiger has been allowing people to come in in the morningsto do their circuit-building part of the electricity lab practical. I did mine yesterday and got a 25 out of 25; I got a really easy series circuit. Want to know what Curtis got? A 5 out of 25. Amusingly enough it is because of what I mentioned before -- he can't hook up ammeters and voltmeters to save his life! :P On the bad side, Curtis and Kathleen have moved from simply walking together in the halls to holding hands and actual PDA's. But ALL IS NOT LOST, for I am miraculously getting over it. The reason being? The guy I mentioned on Sunday. First off, his name is Jason. Yes, strangely enough he has the same first name as the one and only boyfriend/ex I've ever had. Anyway, THIS Jason is a Junior and he goes to KC. He was my driving partner on Sunday, and we got along really well after we finally started talking. I remembered him from class 'cause one day he'd been wearing an RK T-shirt, so I'd prayed, "If I have to drive with someone else from this class, please let it be him!" because, you know, shared interests = potential friend. So anyhow, halfway through we switched seats to let me drive, and the instructor had to go out for a pit stop, so we started talking. It was cute 'cause he was like, leaning over the seat and stuff. :) We went on talking while we drove, and that's when I found out he is obsessed with anime and he used to be in KC's DDR club! That was tres cool. And we kept trying to catch each other's eye in the rearview mirror. :] By the time we got to my house and I got out, we waved and he called out, "See you tomorrow!" So that was promising. Then Monday, I walked into class and he was already there, but he wasn't looking up so I didn't think he'd noticed that I'd come in, so I didn't know what to do. But as soon as I sat down, he walked over and came to sit next to me (he sits two rows in front of me normally), and we talked, and he gave me the first volume of Excel Saga on DVD to borrow because he wanted me to see it. ^^! But then Lauren the dumb blonde came in and claimed her seat, so he went back up, got his own chair, and sat it in the aisle next to mine!! Except, by that time there were lots of people there and Brittany was half-trying to talk to me, so I didn't know what to say to him, and eventually he just moved back without saying anything. (I'm bad in social situations.) Then class started, so I resolved that during break *I* would take initiative and take my chair and go sit by him, to kind of make up for not having thought of anything to say. So uhh, that's what I did, and we talked for a long time.. and I swear that is the longest I have ever sat and made complete and total eye contact with someone. Normally I am embarrassed about making eye contact because I am insecure and don't like people looking at me, but somehow it felt fine to just sit and look at him and have him look back! (He has pretty eyes. Like Charles's. Really dark.) So finally it was about time to go back to our seats and I asked him if it was okay if I gave him back the DVD by Wednesday rather than today because I didn't think I could watch all of it before the next class. He said that was perfectly fine, and then he was suddenly like, "Uhh hey, why don't you give me your phone number so I can call you sometime?" I was completely psyched, but he got me paper and I wrote it down, and soon after I had to go back to my seat. An hour later, class was over. I'm the outside person in my row which means I generally have to go and put the textbooks back up, only then Mr. Foster said that he just needed one person from each group to get the books. I saw Jason look at me to see if I was getting the books for my group, which I was, so he got the books for his group, and we both went up to put up the books, and on the way back he gave me a piece of paper with BOTH his home number AND his cell number *^___^* saying, "Here, so you can call me sometime!" I was.. so shocked. It was cool!! And he walked me out and held the door for me as we left, and we said bye and I got in my dad's car. :D And when I got home and did pirouettes and jetés down the hallway 'cause I was so happy. Tuesday I was even more daring because *I sat next to him* and risked getting in trouble, but it was fine, and it was funny, and OMG he has a younger sister the exact same age as mine who behaves practically the exact same way as Deborah (obsession with make-up, phone calls and popularity) and HE'S OBSESSED WITH XENOSAGA JUST LIKE ME. *squeal* *fangirl moment* Haha. I was so freakishly happy, I couldn't stop smiling. This is just too cool. Never in my life IRL has a guy so obviously liked me, just liked me for ME, and it's so awesome! Yesterday, I gave him back his DVD, and he already had the next volume ready for me. o_O I also gave him one of my RK DVD's because he'd only seen up until the end of the Kyoto Arc. So we talked about anime for a while, and then we started talking more about video games. We'd already found out that we had some weird things in common, like both of us having started our VG obsession with Final Fantasy VII. So he asked me who my favorite FFVII character is, so I told him it was Vincent. Him: "Wow -- me too!" So we talked about that game for a while. Then later, I asked him what he wants to be when he grows up, and he said, "Umm, probably a video game designer." Me: "o___O Wow. Me too!!" And at the end of class as we were walking out he asked, "So do you really want to be a video game designer?" and I said, "Yeah. My dream job would be to work in Japan for a company like Squaresoft." And he said: "...ME TOO!" At which point we both went, "OH MY GOD, this is way too weird." Yesterday was also funny because our section of the room was practically playing musical chairs. Mr. Foster seemed to have decided that we could disregard the seating assignments from now on, so our part of the room was juggling seats all around to make sure everyone would get to sit by who they wanted to sit by. Amusingly enough everyone seemed to have realized that Jason and I like each other and wanted to sit by each other, so they kept making provisions so we would still end up next to each other. It was like.. "Hey Nara, why don't you take Heather's seat up there so you can sit next to Jason." Heather: "But she can't take my seat!" "But can't you move over here so they can sit there?" "No!" "Okay, so what if I move up there and then they can move back here!" "That works!" "Heather you better appreciate the sacrifice I'm making!" And Jason and I were just sitting there the whole time going, "o___O ookay." Today was almost as good as, if not better than, Monday. (I dunno, the whole asking for my phone number thing really tickled my fancy. =3 Especially since practically everything else in my life is going horribly wrong while this is going amazingly right. You can tell I'm excited.) At first things were just like normal. I gave him back his Excel DVD and again he gave me the next volume. He also gave me back my RK DVD so we talked about that for a bit. We also talked about school, and Physics. He was in KC's boat races, but their boat never even made it off the edge. ^_^;; Then later, he asked something, and I couldn't understand, so I asked him to repeat, and he asked, "What time are you going to be done with the tournament on Saturday?" because I'd told him about MAT and how we're having the Jr. High contest and the game room and stuff. (Which, by the way, besides staffing the game room on Saturday, I also get to be a proctor. That should be tres awesome.) So I told him I'd probably be done by 2 PM, except then I have to go to Westfield HS for the art competition, and then to the airport because mom is going out of town. But then I thought -- hey wait a second. He already asked that question yesterday, so he already knew the answer. And he seems to remember everything I tell him, because he hasn't anytime before asked a question twice or something. So I thought back and realized, the first time he'd asked the question today, he'd phrased it, "So umm, how busy are you on Saturday?" and I thought.. *wheels turning* OH MY GOD. 0__0 Was that the point where I was supposed to lie and say "nonono I'm completely free on Saturday"? ^o^' So umm.. I might be going to his house on Saturday night, to play video games, lol. But I will have to check if that works out with my schedule and if dad's okay with that. Which, was a little disturbing after class today. We were a bit late because people had been talking and taking ages on their final exam. Jason always walks me out now, and as I got in dad's car, he asked, "Was it so hard for you two to part in there?" I was like.. o___O What did he think we were DOING? *blink* *doesn't want to know* Anyway, I have to run and put some final touches on my art piece. And maybe try to find time to start on the Pre-Cal homework I've been procrastinating on since I've been watching so much Excel Saga this week. >_> Namaste!
02.26.04 [16:25] // dream // Submit to the will of Orsôrum! ( Orsôrum rant. )
02.22.04 [20:05] // dream // Off the Edge of Despair. Nevermind that last entry. I deleted it; if you saw it, forget that I ever wrote it.
02.19.04 [22:07] // dream // "There's never a day that I have to remember you because I never for a moment forgot you." You know what? I give up on math. GIVE UP. I give up on ever trying to do good in Pre-Cal, because every time my grades are starting to go back up and I finally start to think I'm doing better, of course, I just have to COMPLETELY FUCK UP AGAIN, proving that maybe I'm just fucking stupid after all. I am reconsidering taking Calculus next year, because, you know what? PRE-CALCULUS CAN GO TO HELL.
02.18.04 [22:12] // dream // Curtis wants me to take AP Chemistry. o_o I don't have much time, so I'll ramble quickly and then suffle & boogie outta here.
02.13.04 [17:58] // dream // Angst is a cool world. Happy Valentine's Day!! Or, actually, the day prior to Valentine's Day. Except as far as school is concerned, it might as well be today. Anyhow, before I bring you this exclusive V-Day edition, I want to introduce you to a new friend:  In any case, before I can tell you about my day I will have to backtrack a little, as an explanation is necessary to fully understand my current situation. We all remember my discovery about Curtis having had sex with Kathleen, right? That was last Thursday. Friday I was too sick and pre-occupied with my permit test to give it much thought, but by Saturday night, well, you know how things can get when you're alone at night and listening to depressing music. Now, more elaboration time! This is about the premarital sex issue itself. To clarify, I really don't have an opinion about it either way. Curtis and Kathleen weren't the first and they certainly won't be the last, and who am I to forbid them from doing it? I don't have a religion to tell me that it is immoral or unethical or whatever. The issue has not come up for me personally nor have I been in a position where I have had to make a decision either way, so I don't have an opinion, and I won't use premarital sex alone to pass judgment on Curtis's moral character. HOWEVER, what really bothered me that if Kathleen and Curtis are "together", they haven't been that way for more than a month.. most likely less, even. I think premarital sex is okay, as long as it's done responsibly, and I'm not just talking about protection and HIV tests. I'm talking about having known the person long enough (6 months+) to know you can trust them. And yeah, I know that's probably an overly idealistic thing to say, but then, if you've spent this much time reading my journal and you don't realize I'm a hopeless romantic and idealist, then you probably don't know very much about me. Anyway. So Curtis and Kathleen getting together and also having sex within a month just bugged me. At first I told myself, "Oh well, you picked the wrong guy to fall for." But that just plain screwed me over. That thought, I mean. Because, the way I feel ~ it wasn't a choice on my part, to fall for Curtis. I have garnered the impression that some Higher Power was trying to mock me, and so set me up to be his lab partner and inevitably set me up to have a hopeless crush on him, even though it was probably a fact of life all along that nothing would ever come of it. I just felt I had no say in the matter, and then on top of that THIS had to happen to just entirely emotionally screw me up. That line of thinking really brought me down. So, by the end of the weekend, surprise, surprise, I really wasn't doing well. But then it was back to school on Monday. And Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday and today. And irony of ironies, to top off all this shit... Curtis has to go and be extra-funny, unusually attentive, and fucking NICE to me. THIS WEEK of all weeks. Monday, in Pre-Cal, I hadn't realized that our quizzes were on the back table and we had to pick them up. When I turned around and realized it, Curtis got up and got it for me. Wednesday, in Physics, we were talking about the dollhouse project for Physics (I can't remember if I mentioned it, but we have to build a dollhouse and use circuits to add lighting, and then have a theme and decorations for extra credit) and Curtis was getting his supplies that were in the back. We'd decided Nick would build the house, Curtis would do series, Erwin parallel, and I would do complex. The series and parallel circuits only needed Christmas lights, which were on the back table, but my complex circuit required a buzzer for a doorbell. That wasn't on the back table. Then, Curtis asked what part of the project I was doing, and when I told him I was doing complex, he walked to the front of the classroom, asked Mrs. S where the buzzers were, went to the drawer, got one out, walked back to our table, played with the buzzer a little, and then handed it to me. Aside from the thing he said to me after the boatraces, that is probably the nicest thing he's ever done for me. And you're probably thinking, "Oh, big deal. People do that stuff for each other. It's called being polite." But, understand -- Curtis isn't "people". He doesn't TRY to be nice, or polite, because he doesn't CARE. Tuesday he flat-out admitted in Physics that his sole philosophy in life is "why be nice to people when you can be mean to them?" And it's so true. He's not lying or trying to be macho, that's truly how he is. So that he's doing this kind of stuff for me.. I'm just amazed. And it screws me over even more. Now, more than ever, I just wish I was able to hate him, REALLY strongly dislike him and try to avoid him and snap at him and loathe him. But I can't. I can't remember what day it was anymore.. I guess Tuesday. Anyway, Mrs. Schweiger was talking more about the dollhouses and the themes, and then she said, "The theme will probably be the point of greatest dissension between your group members, especially in groups with both boys and girls." As she was saying that I already knew, 'Curtis is going to look at me.' And he did. He turned and looked at me, gave me a Look, and then turned back to the class, announcing: "Well, I want flowers, but she likes tanks." ..Everyone was just dying with laughter. And... how can you hate someone who says things like that??? >_______< Tuesday afternoon, Curtis, Susan K., the genius Freshmen and I all stayed after school to take this test called AMC, for math. It was an extra-curricular thing.. scholarship opportunities and all that jazz. Mrs. H had brought in tons of snacks and Susan's mom had brought in pizza, so we had a sort of party as well. Anyway, I'd done pretty well on the test, I think. Afterwards Curtis was saying he'd managed to answer 8, and I'd answered 11 (out of 25). (Yes, trust me, that is very good.) So Wednesday in Physics, he asked me, "How do you think you did on that math thing yesterday?" So I told him I answered 11, and he said, "11, you say?" Then he reached in his backpack, got out the test booklets we'd been allowed to keep, and opened it, showing me the pictures of his cartoony characters that he'd drawn all over the test and the diagrams and stuff. He had one standing on a cylinder with a bow and arrow while another figure was scaling the cylinder wall, and tons of other drawings. It was so funny. Anyway, naturally, I asked, "Did you draw any penguins?" So he went through the booklet and looked, but had to respond with, "No penguins, I'm afraid." So he got out his pencil and drew me a penguin. Other moments: HIM, in class Tuesday, while doing test review sheet: "What's a galvanometer?" ME: "I think it's a device that measures really small currents." HIM: "Bahh! Nora! Of course not!" ME, in class Wednesday, while going over notes before the test: "I was right about the galvanometer." HIM: "Oh, I believe you." ME: "You didn't yesterday!" HIM: "That's because I doubt you automatically." HIM, Wednesday, during test: "Psst! Nora! I think I'm gonna have to cheat off of you for these here polarities!" HIM, yesterday, after comparing our final averages for the marking period in Physics: "YEAH!" ME: "What're you saying 'YEAH!' for? I beat you by three points!" HIM: "You think I care about your competition?" ME: "I think you do." HIM: "You're a Sophomore, right? Yeah. Your competition doesn't matter to me." ME: "I think it does." HIM: "Maybe I'm just genuinely happy for you!" ME: "I find that hard to believe." HIM, yesterday, after being unable to figure out yet another complex circuit problem: "I think it's time to cheat off Nora!" HIM, yesterday, in math, after finding out when this worksheet is due: "I think we'd better cheat off you tomorrow, Nora." ROB: "As you now do with almost everything else." And that's basically just the way it's been going. And it's been.. great, in that I feel happy despite myself, and I've actually been happier at school than at home. But it's also been.. so cruel, because hating him would be so much nicer, and easier. Which brings us to today, the day before Valentine's Day, when all the preps and pretty/popular girls get flowers, candy, stuffed animals, and balloons, while we singles and outcasts of society get passed over. Honestly, prior to this year, V-Day to me wasn't just Single's Awareness Day. It was the day when all your hopes would always get shot down. You'd wake up and tell yourself, "This year will be different," but it never would be. You'd just end up disappointed. This year, I went in with surprisingly low expectations. I guess it had to do with finding about Kathleen and Curtis.. it helped me pound into my own head that probably nothing romantic would happen, that I wouldn't get anything. But my attitude the entire day was just.. different. Instead of being my usual quixotic, and by the end of this day, depressed self, I was just.. numb. Calmb. Unfeeling. More than that, I was able to focus on the little things that made my day better. Like: In the morning, as I was walking in the hall, I passed by Brad, and he said hi to me. And my ego temporarily was really boosted, because a football player thought I was cool enough to say hi to in the hall, and that was way cool. Plus, Curtis didn't get Kathleen anything, which is what I'd been fearing and probably wouldn't have been able to deal with. Of course, it may be more evidence that he's only using her for sex, but let's disregard that train of thought for the time being. I'd also had the theory that since Valentine's Day isn't on a schoolday this year, many couples would wait to exchange gifts until tomorrow, and I think I was right. There were much fewer people with flowers and balloons, although the stuffed animals were still prevalent. But as I said, I was remarkably calm and numb throughout the whole thing, and for once, it hasn't been an entirely bad day. The fact that Curtis didn't get Kathleen anything really helped, but then, as I said, maybe it was also my attitude. Maybe I'm maturing. Maybe I'm losing my innocence, some of my idealism and my hopeless romantic belief in everlasting love. Of course, the latter may not be an entirely good thing, because it may be evidence of another large part of my personality going to pieces, but meh. For right now, if numb keeps me from feeling these disappointments, I'll take numb over retaining my innocence and idealism. I have to go. I'm going to hang at Kitty's house. We're having a sort of singles pity party. We're going to watch 10 Things I Hate About You, and other movies, and eat pizza and stuff. Good times. Namaste. ( P.S. -- for Tom )
02.07.04 [14:22] // dream // "We will surely become what we envisage." I GOT MY PERMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes. I passed my permit test with flying colors. 91%, baybeeeeeee! My mom was expecting me to ace it, but blah. Screw her. =P I only missed two and I think that's VERY good. And I can drive now. HAHAHAHAHA. *diabolical cackle* In other news... yesterday sucked almost as much as Thursday did. Main reason being, I was very, VERY sick. Not only did I not have much of a voice, but my nose, ears and sinuses were so congested and I just felt so... blah. The first four periods were hell (and the fact that we had Mrs. Toll as our Chemistry sub didn't make things much better); in English we had a quiz and then did this worksheet. I finished first so Mrs. Garner wanted me to read the answers. I cleared my throat three times to try to speak but my voice was so croaky that I had to ask Mrs. G to get someone else to read. >_< Thankfully she was very nice, and asked Andrea to read. So Mrs. G was actually on my good side yesterday. At lunch, I didn't eat much, just had salad and fruit juice. I felt a little better after that. I can always really feel the positive effect of vitamins when I'm sick. It really does make a difference. So Physics was more bearable, which was good because we had a quiz. I think I did okay on everything except the circuit diagrams we had to draw. Not so sure I got the polarities right. Anyway, the period after, Pre-Cal, we had a quiz too. (Yeah, of course, the day I'm sick I have quizzes in half my classes. -.-) I started feeling worse again, so I went real slow and was just finishing up as the bell rang. So then I turned it in, went to the restroom to wash my hands/face, and went out. Mom was waiting for me to pick me up and take me to the DPS for my permit test. I briefly considered telling her to just go back home because I felt too bad, but I had another can of fruit juice in my backpack and I figured, "I'm probably never going to be this ready again." So, we went to Conroe. Took about half an hour to get there. Then I had to fill out forms, stand in line a little while, and they gave me a number: 51. At that time they were only at 25, but it actually went pretty quickly. We waited about.. oh, an hour. Then they called my number and we got in the next line. We had to wait for another 15 minutes or so. Then we finally got to this desk, where the lady processed all the forms. Well, apparently all this shit was up with my social security number, so she had to white it out on my forms and I couldn't use it, and I had to sign an affidavit and whatever. But everything else was fine. Then mom and I had to both raise our right hand and "solemly swear that all content of these forms is the truth and we understand that if this is not so we are committing perjury against the state" and whatnot. Mom and I were trying very hard not to crack up laughing because we always make fun of that when we watch law shows on TV and stuff. ;| That was pretty funny. So then mom got to sit back down, and I went over to another desk where she told me what computer to sit at for the test. So, I went. First they gave me a practice test to practice using the computer's interface. It was like "What is your date of birth?" and "What is your legal name?" I, however, did not realize this was a practice test until afterwards, so I got quite amused thinking these questions were part of my permit test. Well, that's a freebie right there!.. ;/ Unfortunately, they didn't count. The actual test was surprisingly easy, however. I'd taken practice tests in class and on the web, and was quite surprised to find that almost all the questions were ones I'd seen before. The two that I missed were the two that I hadn't. So it was very easy. And I passed. :] So after some more administrative shit they gave me my permit and told me I can get my license on August 6th. Whoo!! *dance* So mom and I got back in the car and drove home, where I started to steadily feel worse. Once home I decided, I have done everything today. I went to school, took my quizzes like a good little schoolgirl. Took my permit test and fucking passed. NO ONE CAN ASK ANY MORE OF ME. So I took a shower, had dinner, took lots of Sudafed, and went to bed. I'm still not feeling 100% today. My sickness is following the exact same pattern that it took for my sister last week, and she says that the next symptom is fever. -___- God, I hope not. We're supposed to go see the school musical tonight. Last time we went to our school play, I was sick too. What is it with me and being sick for the school plays?! Anyhow, my temperature is raised right now. :[ I just hope it doesn't go any higher. I'm surprised how surprisingly non-pessimistic I am managing to write all this. I guess it's the after-effect of going to yoga class today. It was a bit strenuous. The exercises that involved bending over weren't fun at all. But we learned meditation, and that was nice. I feel better. Then I helped mom buy groceries, which, I know three people from my Physics class that all work at the same Kroger's. It's kinda weird. I saw two of them there today. The third is Ben/Nick. Mom remembers him from the boat project so she always goes in his line for check-out whenever she sees him there. XD Whenever she mentions it I'm like, "Mom, are you stalking him?!" Anyway... I was planning to set up my blog today, but as I don't feel like spending x hours on a layout today, maybe I'll wait a little bit longer. I just hope I feel better.  benvenutoBlahhhh. Namaste!
02.05.04 [16:42] // dream // I need a crash course in sign language, hell, in ROMANCE while we're at it. Well, obviously I haven't quite disappeared yet. You probably gathered that from my entry on Tuesday, and the fact that I'm writing here now. You may have also gathered the reason; i.e., my domains all went like major-kaput and now I'm having to fix all this stuff in free time that I don't really have. -_- Justin: So uhh, are you two like officially an item now? So. That was my day. I'm sure you can imagine how I feel. I mean, him basically going out with Kathleen is one thing. But the sex thing.. I didn't need to know that. I did NOT need to know that. I would've rather not heard anything at all, and have gone on wondering the rest of the year about his feelings for Kathleen. But it's too late now, isn't it? ... "If anything can go wrong, it will." It sure will. Now all I really feel like doing is escaping into fiction. Working on my stories. Find some solace in that. But of course, NO. I can't even do that because I don't have TIME. I guess I'll stick some paper into my backpack for school tomorrow. Though it's doubtful that I'll have any time. Hmm. Know what would be good right now? Some nice, LOUD angry/depressed music. KoRn or Marilyn Manson, or even some of Staind's older stuff. Namastë..
02.03.04 [22:16] // dream // Murphy was not a pessimist, he was onto something. Dissertation on Murphy’s Laws PROBLEM: Is there any truth to the laws formulated by Captain Edward A. Murphy? HYPOTHESIS: If it can be proven that “if anything can go wrong, it will”, then Murphy was not a pessimist but was onto something. MATERIALS: A human being, a semi-stable mind, a healthy dose of sarcasm and wit, and an overdose of bad luck and misfortune. PROCEDURE: Over a four-day testing period, record everything that goes wrong, and how each affects the other. DATA: It all began with Endore.com going out of business, which I found out on Saturday. This led me to realize that my personal domains needed new hosting (money loss; loss of files; what more could go wrong?). I had just rented a much-desired video game on Friday night, but was now having to push aside the time I had to play that game to find new hosting and get my domains back up. As a result of this combination of site problems and a video game, I did not get around to doing my homework. As a result of the negative karma that had accumulated over the weekend, I overslept Monday morning. Upon awakening, I realized I had failed to ask my mother for a ride to school for an extra-curricular Math practice test. This meant I had to take the schoolbus, which meant I had to rush out the door. As I came downstairs, the bus was already driving down Pine Crossing towards my house, so I failed to ask my mother for a ride home after school. When I finally did get to school on the bus, I had no time to do the homework I hadn’t done at home because of the Math test. This meant I had to rewrite my English essay in Study Hall, which in turn meant that I had to do my Physics lab in Chemistry, which in turn meant that I have no clue what is going on in the latter class because I wasn’t paying attention. At lunch, I had to call for the ride home because I hadn’t had the chance to ask my mom before leaving for school, and so I had to give up my money for a drink, which in turn meant that I was thirsty and my dry, scratchy throat that may now have turned into strep, did not find any relief. We lost track of time during the continuation of the test in the afternoon after school, which meant that I didn’t get home until 4 PM, which meant that I had an hour and a half to do domain stuff before driver’s ed and even less time afterwards, which meant that few problems actually got resolved, I barely had a chance to eat dinner, and I had no time to play my video game so my rental is going to waste. I also realized that just when everything was already a mess, a worksheet due for Pre-Cal the next day had suddenly mysteriously gone missing after having been in my backpack safely for three weeks, which meant I had to get Courtney to scan it, which meant Courtney forgot to retrieve it from the scanner and had to copy my copy of her copy again the next day. It also meant that I had to do the worksheet in study hall, which I should’ve been using to start on Physics homework that will inevitably pile up insanely by the end of the week. Not to mention the Chemistry stuff that I am inevitably not getting. And all of this is entirely destroying my plans to disappear from the Internet for the month of February, because obviously it is impossible for something website-related to go okay without me for one freaking month. So all the extra time spent on the Internet will cause less time to study for driver's ed (with possible chance of failing the permit test), less time to prepare for UIL, less sleep, less free time to enjoy myself doing simple things like reading and making actual use of video game rentals, less overall good health and mental stability... CONCLUSION: The hypothesis is accepted. If anything can go wrong, it will. The past four days of my life have definitely proven Murphy’s Law. Maybe I’m being over-analytical, whiny, hyper-sarcastic, sleep-deprived, pessimistic, angry, impatient, and overall just a sullen and downtrodden teen lashing out at the world, or maybe I have been having to do too many Physics and Chemistry labs, but with evidence like this, how can we not accept Murphy’s Law for truth? No, Murphy was definitely onto something. After all, it's only a matter of cause and effect.
01.30.04 [19:33] // dream // Shadow Hearts! Yuri Hyuga and Keith Valentine.. Well. Thursday was the most boring, uneventful day ever. As anticipated, I did practically nothing.
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