Weeee!!!

Current mood: satisfied
Currently listening to: Bob Marley - "No Woman, No Cry"

Weee! Grades came in today!!!! I am SO excited!!! It went a lot better than I had even hoped!! I made a 100 in AP Chem for the semester and therefore the year *insert really huge smiley here* and a 100 in AP Quackulus for the nine weeks and semester and year, which was MOST CERTAINLY UNEXPECTED!!!!!! I'm so satisfied!!! Of course that crap class of Coach Morris's gave an A but not a 100 though it was such an easy class, but it hopefully won't have altered my GPA nor rank too much *crosses fingers and knocks on wood*. I guess we will see when I go back to school and need my transcript for colleges, eh?

Nonetheless, I'm really pleased. I feel like I've worked hard this year, and I got the results I worked for.

Today I spent time with Sela for the first time in virtually three years, and it was really good and fun. I think I might have tanned a bit, too, which is a yay as I was pretty pale. This summer has been odd in the sense that I'm not getting much done thus far; I always say to myself that I'll get things done, and then people call me complaining that I haven't done anything with them all year and I more than gladly admit that they're right and do stuff. Don't get me wrong, I'm loving it because I missed seeing my friends and having a life, but I really should start trying a little harder to get things I need to get done done. On that note, I'm going to go clean my room a little... maybe...

What's sad? So true, so true...

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W00t!!!

Dudes and dudettes, I'm a senior. Yes-sir-ree, a senior senior. W00t!!! I only have 178 days of torture left!!! Maybe even 176 if I can manage not to be out and ill!!! WHOO!!! I'm excited. Gradulation yesterday was good times. Jumped and cheered madly for all the fortunate fellers that I love oh-so-much that are leaving. It'll be my turn in a year! That's really exciting.

Though I was envious, it really hit me last night, and I just thought, "Whoa."

Indeed, whoa. I feel so old yet so young, and it's actually a pretty good feeling. I'm not sure what I'll be doing with my life, but I have a few ideas to try out, and whatever will be, will be. I have a life to go to decide.

"Everything is gonna be alright."

Well, I have two parties to go to and another shower to take as the five minutes I spent outside grossened me. Tada!

I want to:

sleep

guitarize


fall asleep under the stars




and for that to last forever

Look, Justin! Me too!

Non curo. Si metrum non habet, non est poema.
"I don't care. If it doesn't rhyme, it isn't
a poem."
You are a type A personality. You like bright
things, you don't call in sick to work, and you
have devastating opinions about art.


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Sniffle, murfle, moo?

Ahhh. There. All coded.

I just got back from a Chemistry study session at Mrs. Smith's house. I'm incredibly relieved because the entire time I was there counted as extra credit, which is wonderful in every aspect as all I needed were 65 minutes more, which was due tomorrow after school, and there was no way I could have done it what with Women's Ensemble rehearsal. So happy!!! Yay.

Otherwise, I will really miss Mrs. Smith. She is truly one of the best teachers I've ever had in the long run. She's certainly ticked me off many times and made me cry with her assignments, but, regardless of how well or badly I will do Tuesday on the AP test, I feel as though I've learned a fair share. Besides this, I've also acquired some life lessons from her; every now and then, while I'm thinking about stuff, I think about things she's pointed out about life, and it helps a lot.


Met Katherine's boyfriend- excuse me, best friend- (=-) ) from New York. He was really quiet and seemed nice. He was really hot, too, but that's besides the point.

I had too many brownies. I think I'm going to go do what I haven't done all weekend save for the last 3 hours and study some chemistry, mayhaps.

Adieu!!



I <3 this Modest Mouse song to no end:

"Dramamine"
by Modest Mouse

Traveling swallowing dramamine
Feeling spaced breathing out listerine
I'd said what I'd said that I'd tell ya
And that you'd killed the better part of me
If you could just milk it for everything
I've said what I'd said and you know what I mean
But I still can't focus on everything
We kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleeves
Traveling swallowing dramamine
Look at your face like you're in a dream
And you think you've figured out everything
I think I know my geometry pretty damn well
You say what you need so you'll get more
If you could just milk it for everyting
I've said what I said and you know what I mean
But I can't still focus on anything

*wonderful guitar all throughout... and wonderful bass, too*

Everything about Nothing

You search, but you know not what for.

You just search.
And you wonder whether anyone else remotely contemplates the same things you do, unlike the fellow who goes and names an idea as though he were the only one to ever think of it-- how egotistical! And then you realize that it doesn't really matter, after all... Nothing really matters, and it's not really a bad prospect to live at all. People make it out to sound as though it were a bad thing, something terrible, but it's actually the best thing that could happen to you, to follow that line of thought.

And you fear criticism for unknown reasons, since you inadvertenly pour out your own criticism on the unaware's head from day to day, regardless of whether they stop being unaware or continue doing so. You do care then, or do you? Do they, really?

And then another day goes by, and another, and another. And you find yourself, you think, but you don't really. And then you might have. What do you need? Maybe to go back and see what's remote, what's been left behind that you never even knew you had. Will it work? Worth a shot, indeed. Are you sad? No. Are you happy? No.

What are you?

"I'm a human, that's what I am!" bellows your head, flapping its internal yap, but it's unheard-well, maybe not completely, but mostly so. But are you really? Or are you just a sheep reincarnated into a human by some mere and odd chance, for neither is related to the other in any earthly nor unearthly way? Well, I suppose they could be related, somehow. Still, I maintain I didn't come from monkeys nor sheep. Sometimes I wonder where I came from, and that's supposedly a shame, a sin. Why? Insecurity is frightening very often, but then, it opens your mind to everything, and that's not so bad a thing. It can be unpleasant, however, particularly when you're so open-minded that you're not sure what you should believe in. And then you're in trouble.

There again, who cares? It's amazing how you can go to sleep and think, "You know, I might never wake come tomorrow, mate," but then, if you do know for a fact that you won't, in fact, awaken, suddenly it does matter. It matters a lot, and it's not all right anymore. Sometimes I think I'm really selfish and nonappreciative, and you know what? I am. But it's normal. It's human nature to want something. It's often inadvertent, but that's why I'm not God.

Mizar's waiting on me.

Here's someone to admire:

http://www.civicworldwide.org/blogger.htm


I think I found what really matters.
Shoo my unfluctuating, bratty lamentations.







Shah's doing better yet again.
Time to study.

"And Nature Smiled"
by Allan Koepke


On the hillside grew a lovely rose,
a beauty to behold
The sun and rain did bless the rose,
and nature smiled, it was told

Proud was the rose midst the widowhood,
its fragrance pure as finest gold
All creation understood
and bowed, as its petals would unfold

Soon the weeds did gather 'round the rose
"Share with us your beauty," they asked in coy repose
"Give us each one petal, for then we all will be
beautiful and worthy, to stand with dignity"

"Run from the beggar's ticks, run from the horsetail,
run, run away, " was the cry of the loon
"Stay," cried the shepherd's purse, "Stay," cried the thorn tree
"Listen to your heart, " came a plea from the moon

Then a stillness settled on the land
The rose, in all her widsom, stretched out a gentle hand
and touched each one around her; none was to be denied
She knew the secret of their beauty came from deep inside

"Each of you is part of a plan from above.
You give life to others, there is no greater love
Be strong inone another, and then you all will see
you won't need any petals, you have your dignity"

On the hillside great a lovely rose,
a friend amid the wild
The sun and rain did bless the rose,
and nature smiled

And nature smiled.

Umph.

Shah's all right. He came home today. He's very weak and we have to super vigilate him, as well as the whole special diet factor, but I am just so happy that he's alive.

He's sleeping right now, as I just had to give him a bath as he'd peed all over himself. But at least he's peeing!!!


Yeah, that whole studying thing didn't exactly happen this weekend. Pretty much the whole weekend revolved around the pet hospital, but at least Shah's alive, and he's more important than a stupid College Board test on any given day at any given time.

Shah and I had a 15-minute "purr-meow" conversation. He told me everything he had to go through and cried about it, but I was glad to hear him open up.
In case you're wondering how I talk to my cat, it's simple: a bit of English, a bit of Italian, and a bit of Shahlang.
A sample conversation such as today's:
Shah: "Purrrr meeeeoww mooo muurfle!!! Purr!!!"
Me : "Purr purr purr I knoow! Ti voglio bene!! Purrr purrr mooo moo purr murfle!!"

(Although today's involved no English nor Italian really, as we were at extreme conditions)

Okay, back to work now.

Shah

Shah's very ill. He's in the clinic right now, possibly to be transfered at the pet hospital in Fayetteville.

Yesterday he was feeling very ill and mom and Ale took him to the clinic to find out that his bladder was superfull and he couldn't urinate. He may have kidney stones. Actually, the doctor thought he was set to die. They called yesterday, and I was informed of the whole situation when I got home, at about 11.00 pm. Cried loads, but today I called as soon as I woke up, and the doctor says he's doing a little better. Not by much, but any step further from death is a relief.

Evidently, his bladder was the size of a grapefruit, and he's urinating more blood than urine. He's been on IV's and fluids all night, and they have run some x-rays. He has a [insert word that I cannot think of in English right this very now] in him, and it's going to stay there until his urine starts clearing up a bit.

I really hope he keeps getting better. We're all extremely worried and teary about the whole deal... I don't know what I'll do if Shah dies... I mean, we've had the cat for almost 9 years. His birthday is May 5. He's like a family member, and he's very treasured. I just feel so awful that I've been so busy that I haven't bothered to spend time with him nearly all semester-- particularly not this entire week.

We're going to go see him today before going to Kim's graduation tea; just *whimper* =-(



"Everything's Not Lost"
by Coldplay

If you ever feel neglected,
If you ever think all is lost,
I'll be counting up my demons, yeah,
Hoping everything's not lost,
Everything's not lost,
When I'm counting up my demons.

There's always one for everyday,
With the good ones on my shoulder,
I drove the other ones away.

If you ever feel neglected,
If you think all is lost,
I'll be counting up my demons, yeah,
Hoping everything's not lost.

When you thought it was over,
You could feel it all around,
Everybody's out to get you,
Don't you let it drag you down.

Cos if you eve feel neglected,
If you think that all is lost,
I'll be counting all the demons, yeah.

Singing out

Everything's not lost
Come on yeah, come on yeah
Everything's not lost
O yeah
Everything's not lost