Lame stuff and Mushy cr*p, and what it does to your life

Wow, so it looks like I haven't posted anything for almost a full week! That means that all of you reading this saved about half an hour last week. :)

I find it hard to find time to write when so much awesome stuff is happening. 'Course, there's those god-awful rejection letters that have been dominating the lives of high school seniors across the country this month, (Feathery, I'm sooooooooooooooooo sorry...:(:(:(:(:(, we need to get our seniors crying party in order soon...), but a rejection doesn't mean that your life is over.


But not counting having to deal with college, last week might have just been one of the best in my life. (relatively speaking.) On Monday we had to write and present a satire for English class, and I came up with a lot of George Carlin-ish wit criticizing every possible thing. That had the whole class laughing, even my English teacher (who doesn't seem to like me all that much,) and I got my crush of all people, to notice me for the first time. (well, ok, not really, we are actually really good friends, but when she said I did well, I pretty much melted!) Then on Tuesday we started this poster project in English class. We got into groups of four, I ended up with my good old buddy, and, well, guess who. :)

We start planing our project, and then we have to decide to meet afterschool or go to someones house, and since I lived the closest to school, our group decided to go over to my house to work on the project afterschool on Wednesday. So suddenly this group of my friends, including my crush , is coming over to my house. I wasn't sure if I should be happy and cheering our cursing at this miserable turn of luck. I spent most of the night cleaning my room (which actually wasn't that messy), and I actually had to wake up 5 minutes earlier on Wednesday to make sure I made my bed and all. :)


But it went pretty well, we couldn't get the project finished because we spent half the time playing and talking and laughing and stuff, so we all agreed to come over again on Thursday afterschool.

But during English class on Thursday, our teacher decides to change the deadline from Friday to next Monday. So now we have a full week to do this (because this week is Easter Break for us!)

So Thursday afterschool we do some of the project but spent even more time playing and exploring and stuff. I found my old stash of sand dollars, and we broke open one for the little doves inside. I found a rock that I had gotten at a science museum that was labeled "break open geode," so I gave it to my friends and told them to smash it with a hammer, and they each took home a small piece of amethyst. It turned out interesting and really quite unexpected...I felt all fuzzy afterward. So now we have to meet again sometime this week.


The only thing that got on my nerves was that I tried to give her a chocolate Easter bunny on Friday, but she didn't want it because it wasn't dark chocolate. I knew she liked dark chocolate, but Safeway didn't have any dark chocolate bunnies. Grr.


Well, that, and being annoyed at the fact that this project came four years too late. We're most likely going to different colleges next year, so somehow I have to get it around my mind and face the fact that I'd be losing her within two months...:(


Kevin told me how to add pictures, so I will add my first one here:

It's a Pearls Before Swine comic. I hope it's clear enough to read. In case it isn't it goes like this: The desk is labeled "FUGIDAK FILM Corporate Headquarters." The man says "Can I help you, sir?" Pig responds "Yes. There's a problem with your film and your package says my satisfaction is guaranteed." (2nd Panel) "What's the problem?" "When I look at the photos in my album, they're filled with people who are no longer around and friends who are no longer friends and homes I can no longer get back to." (3rd Panel) I'm afraid that's just life, sir. (4th Panel) I'm not satisfied.)

All the happiness this week only reminded me of the depression it'll be when June rolls around. Like ipeb's article. Remember? http://community.sparknotes.com/2010/03/26/beating-fate-to-the-punch.

For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, for every up there will be a down, right?

And so I guess I'll take this chance to shout out to bpotatoe, who might never read this but is clearly going through enough tough times right now to have ruined my otherwise perfect Easter Sunday. Think of it this way: for every down, there must eventually be an up! I hope that guy stops being a dirt bag soon, and that you can find out what is really happening and get back together again. If you decide that he's worth your time, (and I think you decided that it is,) then you need to give this everything you've got and not give up! And remember that we're always all here for you, alright?