Days of My Life

Why does nobody ever think of it that way, huh? Why must everybody conform to this supposed and irrelevant "holiday"? sigh . I am sitting here in front of the television and wondering when I will continue to get on with my life. As in, when I will stop gazing at this screen with motion picture and when I will cease this activity by the nomenclature of blogging. Then proceed to shower and then continue to study for tomorrow's major tests, which are likely to determine my far-fetched but ambitious future...or lack thereof, sadly. No, not really. But I have to sleep earlier tonight and wake up a bit before seven tomorrow, dagnabbit. And fill in bubbles for two hours! How ugly-seeming is that? Agh. Test taking is so dreadful. Too bad it plays a role in students' futures, which are, again, far-fetched, as well as unpredictable. But you know, you gotta do what you gotta do. For the meantime, anyway. Heck, I'm getting sleep already. I've been sleeping at midnight or ...

The end of yet another month is approaching, and I realize that I have barely blogged this month. Very sparse blogging. My apologies on that, if you actually anticipate regular blogs. 8:25 in the evening it is now, and I am doing only this and listening to songs. As well as chatting online, of course. But it's with only one person, give or take a few dying on the side conversations here and there. More of there than here. Currently I am thinking about the homework that I have to do. Though it doesn't seem much, I am sure that it will take quite a while to write four sentences. It's not easy trying to condense an entire page or two's worth of text into four sentences that cover the whole thing, you know. You ought to try it or something or something. I'm sure you'd have fun. And then with the other homework...I feel like I have so much to do this weekend! Tomorrow is Halloween. No offense, but what kind of a fool cares about Halloween? It isn't even a real ho...

That was the last answer I heard for the second to last clue for the first round of "Jeopardy". Seemingly, "High School Musical 3: Senior Year" came out today! Agh, I do not understand why they had to have it out in theaters instead of just on television. Greedy, gluttonous businesspeople, darn it. Really, though. I bet they're going to be down there in the box office department. However interesting it does seem. Gee, we need to go buy fruit again. I just had a gala apple (yes, a specific kind), and I miss nectarines! Nectarines, white or yellow, are delectable. sigh . I am so lethargically exhausted right now. Have been for the past two weeks, actually. I've slept at midnight or later and woken up at 5:43 every morning! And it's not even like I get to sleep in tomorrow or Sunday because there's Deca workshop tomorrow and the 10K run on Sunday. Dagnabbit. Geez, seven thirty tomorrow and five thirty Sunday. What the stupid is up with that?! -"Cha...

That name just came to mind, is all. It is 7:13 P.M. and I am currently watching "Jeopardy", chatting to one person in particular, and doing this. The latter for the first time in a long time. I can honestly say that I've missed doing this. Only a few minutes until dinner, though I am not really that hungry due to the roast beef/ pastrami sandwich I had earlier. What a manwich of a sandwich, that...sandwich. Speaking of food, I had three bananas today! Yum. So you can legitimately say that I had a potassium-enriched day. K-day! (Chemistry periodic table wise, that is.) I cannot believe that oysters is a category on this show. What is up with that? I would "complain" about how random it is, but that's the point of this show. Random, trivial questions pertaining to nothing anybody really cares or much less thinks about. That's what it's called trivia! Get it? Trivial , trivia ? Cool, huh? Yeah, not particularly, but it's a thought. Over the summer,...

I call this post that only because I told somebody that what he told me was weird but funny. Transition. As my sister has so wisely written, this season has been one of opportunity and...whatever else. (I forget easily nowadays, okay?) But really, this past month has been overflowing with transitions, both minutely minuscule and gigantically humongous (not, it is not "gimongous"; what kind of word is that anyway?) ones. I know that I haven't mentioned this before, but a while ago, my sister told me that I seem so much happier and so much less "grouchy" now than before. Even though I myself had not come to that realization until I was told of it, I recognize it now. When I do take the time to ponder it, that is. And I know exactly why I am so happy! You should, too. Be happy, that is. There's really no reason for anybody to not be happy. I mean, unless you encounter some personal tragic event every single day of your life. Then I empathize with you. For you? ...

I was supposed to go to the doctor's today to get a flu shot and to get my physical form thing filled out. I was dreading it, because I absolutely despise going to the doctor's office, particularly that one, although there's nothing really that bad about it. It's just all the crying infants and those baby germs. But when I got there, it was closed. Apparently, they aren't open on Wednesdays, which is so dumb, because who doesn't open on Wednesdays?! Now I have to find another day I can go back and get the shot before it's too late (it takes about two weeks for the vaccine or whatever it is to start working). Gosh darn it. I despise going there, but I despise even more having to reschedule! What the stupid. There is no school tomorrow, and surprisingly, I don't have that much homework. I think; I hope. It's not like I have anything better to do tomorrow, though, so whatever. Homework it is, I guess. I'd much rather do homework than pay (really) a ...

Twenty years from now, I will be, hopefully, still alive. Hopefully, global warming will not have taken its deathly course and toll on this momentarily beautiful Earth; and hopefully, there will still be enough trees standing to intake our carbon dioxide and provide us with oxygen; hopefully, the sun will not have burned out and become a tiny, minuscule ball of nothingness, of obscurity, in the midst of a vastly deep and dark galaxy by then. If, by then, these situations of adversity have not dawned upon us, I will be a writer, and a lively one, at that. I will write, write, write; words by day, words by night and create a majestical masterpiece that readers will recognize and fall in love with at first sight... That was written yesterday in history class. One of my friends in yearbook wanted me to write a "unique" story, and since I didn't want to do that so-called active reading in class, I just wrote that instead. Of course, he didn't accept it. But I just thought ...