12.31.02
sarcastic me: let's reflect on the past year, since it's the last day of 2002
serious me: it's really scary how much i've changed this year. some of it was apparent, but alot was subtle too. seriously, i don't know what i'll be like after college if this keeps up.
bored me: i wonder what it's like in times square at midnight. drunk people on the streets? i have to go there sometime.
slacker me: man, i don't want to go back to school, because that means i have to do my homework
practical me: stop sounding like gollum, get your feet off the table, and go do something productive for society
unambitious me: screw goals and being productive
new year's eve...yeah, i'll probably stay up till midnight, but those hours up to 2003 will be spent reading and listening to music
12.30.02
i finally had a dream that actually sort of made sense...well, not really, but that's ok. i don't remember all of it, but the parts i remember are funny. i was in ap american, in miles class. we were supposed to take a test that day, but miles in one of his strange moods wouldn't let us start till about 20 minutes into class. so meanwhile, we (meaning me and the class) kinda wandered around and socialized. but the room wasn't miles' room. it wasn't a room from the school either. it was on the first floor, and was like a classroom from middle school or something. the desks were still arranged in miles fashion though: in little islands. and the girl next to me said, "we get to use our notes on this test." and i know that's never going to happen in real life, but i'm not dreaming lucidly. so i wander out of the room and somehow i encounter farquhar and some other lady, and one's thanking the other for painting their kitchen. (that must be from painting way too much in the past few days, but at least i wasn't dreaming that i was engaged in the action of painting) it's almost time for the test to begin, and i start heading for miles' room. however, i realize i'm late. all the other students are in their seats, and miles' is playing guitar for them. i don't remember if he was singing too, but the thought of him playing guitar for students is sufficiently funny. anyways, i guess the door is really far away or blocked, because i get into the classroom through the window. i pull up the window and dive right through, and miles doesn't say a word, and most people don't seem to notice, or just decline to comment. i don't think i'd ever do that IRL, but in my dream, it seemed like the logical thing to do. miles finishes playing and tells us all that this test will be an open-note, partner test. so i get tamara as my partner and we end up talking instead of taking the test. i think i woke up here and fell back asleep. otherwise, my mind switched to another scene. the test is over, and i offer to drive everyone home, but selena doesn't let me. (and rightly so, but it wasn't even IRL)
12.28.02
i painted my room a lovely shade of green. everyone else thinks it's ugly, but i don't care. i like it. it's sort of a pastel-like green-blue color, but more on the green side. even though i don't like pastels, i don't think a dark blue would go well in my room. plus, my parents would think i am strange...well, stranger than usual. it only took a couple hours to get it done. i don't think i've ever done such a thorough cleaning of my room. we had to move everything out and i was basically forced to tidy up my room. i did an awful job on the edge of the ceilings, but that's ok. it looks funny, because my aunt took over halfway through, so half of my room looks good and the other half crappy.
so basically what i've been up to is helping my aunt and family paint the entire house. and also watching lots of movies. i have to say everything looks alot better because the pencil marks i made on the wall are gone. the second day we moved into this house (i was about 3) i took a pencil and drew all over the walls. those marks have been there for about 13 years now and they're finally being painted over. my family is disfunctional. and thanks to selena, i can't look at that word without thinking disfcuktional.
12.26.02
hey, hope everyone had a good christmas. mine consisted of watching movies, eating, and being bored out of my mind at some party. I saw the two towers though, so that was cool. the best part is when the section of wall at helm's deep is blown up. that was a pretty impressive display of special effects. and also when legolas pulls himself up on a horse with one arm. that looked fun.
i want to get a pool table. we already have a ping-pong table, and that's pretty cool, but i need to work on my pool skills. right now, they just suck
12.24.02
my brother: mom, what's burning?
my mom: nothing's burning; i'm not cooking anything
my brother: it smells like smoke
me: *fervently hoping my brother doesn't come into my room and really smell the smoke from the candle and paper i was burning* *opens the window even though it's like 20°F outside in the hope that diffusion will work fast*
why do people insist on giving me pointless presents like clothes and other girly stuff? i'm probably not going to like it anyway, so why do they bother? i remember when i was small i would get dolls while my brother got cool cars, and that made me mad, because i wanted cars too instead of dumb dolls. i still have several dolls, or maybe not; i don't know what my mom did with them. i'll just tell everyone to get me money now.
an intellectual "night before christmas" (i got it off the internet)-
'Twas the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding the annual Yuletide celebration, and throughout our place of residence, kinetic activity was not in evidence among the possessors of this potential, including that species of domestic rodent known as musculus. Hosiery was meticulously suspended from the forward edge of the wood burning caloric apparatus, pursuant to our anticipatory pleasure regarding an imminent visitation from an eccentric philanthropist among whose folkloric appellations is the honorific title of St. Nicholas.
12.23.02
yay, first "real" day of winter vacation, because now i really get to do nothing except spend my days destroying my eyesight on the comp and watching movies. At this rate, i won't be able to see when i'm old. i can't get that lasik eye surgery stuff either, because i have astigmatism...darn...oh well
sorry i couldn't go with all you guys to LOTR. my mom is being strange, and wants me to go with my aunt. She's coming tomorrow, so i'm going to be at mall of america for most of the day, since it's so close to the airport. i know it shocks all you guys that i would actually go to a mall, but i need to buy some clothes, despite how much i hate shopping. i don't understand how people like it. plus, i'll probably spend most of the time in a bookstore anyways, until my mom forces me to buy some clothes.
i love it when i'm home alone in the morning with no one screaming and just good music and the comp. i can look out the window and see the sun and snow. it's so peaceful. don't get me wrong, crowds are ok too, but quiet is nice. it should snow more!!!! so then the sun's rays can flash off the snow and blind people. that's pretty cool.
12.21.02
anything i write here will be denied if i was high while typing these entries, which could happen to be a great deal of time. I will try to refrain from complaining too much, because i hate it when others complain, and i just complain to myself in my head. It will be sort of a "what happened today" kind of thing, i hope, unless i get sidetracked and go into a rant, which could happen, but I'll try anyways.
I went to Sutina's house with a bunch of other people to watch FOTR today. It was only like my 4th time, which just pales in comparison to Tamara's incredible 16 times. I think that counts as an obsession. Anyways, Sutina's house is pretty cool. i liked the candles (wonderful playthings for a pyro) and the comfy couches, and the big TV. it was nice. we commented alot during the movie, so i didn't pay extreme amounts of attention to it, but it was fun. they were smoking pot in the movie, which is bad for you. I think the ring somehow injects LSD into your body when you put it on...that's why Frodo went into that surreal world when he put on the ring. And it's great how all the guys have long hair, just as long as the girls' hair...
Oh, and i have to comment on the vikings vs. dolphins game. that was SWEET. gary anderson kicks a 53-yd field goal. that almost makes up for the missed field goal in the NFC championship game vs. the falcons a couple of years back. and this guy is in his 40s. it's pretty impressive. even the commentators couldn't believe it. and the moss throw into the endzone for a touchdown completion. that was pretty cool too.
ok, i'll stop now, so everyone can stop hitting me.