So this is what I am currently doing: procrastinating.
It's Monday night, what else would I be doing? Seriously. I always leave my chem lab for Monday night, as they are always due Tuesday during lab. Thank god that's my only class tomorrow, because at the rate I'm going I am going to be up all night.
So far I have:
-messaged Pete Wentz on buzznet in attempt to get him to support the peace department
-drove to Longs to make copies of homework that doesn't need to be done until Friday
-drove to Starbucks and the Yogurt Mill in a frugal attempt at coffee. Apparently they both close at ten. Losers.
-myspaced it up
-blared music on my iPod and danced around like a drunk hampster
and now I am blogging. Don't you just LOVE procrastination? I don't know why I get so infected by it. I'm afraid of trying and failing.
I really wish I could wave a magic wand and say abracadabra! and have my chemistry lab done. That. would be thrilling. Or, I wish I were Hermione from "Harry Potter". If I were her, I would have done the fucking lab a week ago after the actual experiment.
Speaking of Harry Potter, today I finished reading the first book for probably about the twentieth time. I haven't read it in years and years. It was still as good as I remembered it. I can't wait until the seventh book comes out! Not too much longer. I really think Harry is going to die. I mean, if Rowling can kill off Dumbledore, you never know what her next demented move is going to be. I actually cried when he died. Then I got pissed and decided not to finish the rest of the book. But then ten minutes later you know I picked up the book and finished it anyway. Haha.
Three more weeks left of school!
OH! And MY BIRTHDAY IS WEDNESDAY! Gosh, don't know what I'm so excited about. Really.
Interesting: on my birthday there will be a FULL MOON. Maybe that is why I'm so giddy. Haha giddy. I like that word.
Must remember to grab some blankets and lay out to look at the stars on my bday. Only problem is with a full moon, there won't be a lot to see. Especially with Briggsmore behind my house. Oh well. Someone take me to the mountains!
Didn't give my impromptu speech today. Everyone did so well I'm actually afraid to go now. I knew I should have volunteered to go first. Now the whole time I give my speech I'm going to be thinking, "So and so's speech was so much better" or "That's the same thing blahblah said!"
Impromptu's suck. Like totally dude. Absolutely do not want to do it. But I must.
You know what else sucks? Work sucks. It suckity sucks sucks sucks. Yep. I'm just so optimistic today, aren't I?
Must go off to do the stupiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid lab. Wish me luck...
forgive and forget. i love my mom more then anything.
i believe this is the first ever post that i have posted after i woke up in the morning time! woohooo. so exciting.
today i might go to the movies.
and i have to practice for the damn impromptu speech that i might/will be giving tomorrow. he's now going to be picking names out of a hat to make me 98938929091209 x more nervous. so i don't know if i'll be going tomorrow yet. i might just volunteer, because chances are if i don't go tomorrow, i will go on wednesday. which is my birthday! i'd rather not have to face that kind of humiliation on my birthday! haha.
i'm listening to justin timberlake's "what goes around" song. i think the song really gets good about five minutes and thirty seconds in. which is the part where he is chasing scarlett in the video. so dramatic.
i have a young and optimistic point of view.
my mom is birthday shopping for me. i'm dying to know what she is getting for me because she wanted me to go with her and pick it out. and then she wasn't sure if i should go with her or not, because she didn't want to ruin the surprise.
what on earth could she be getting me that she thinks i should pick out? it can't be clothes, could it? it's the only thing coming to mind. well that, and a pug puppy? or an orange kitten? but when, as a last minute request, i brought those two up, she went off about how she doesn't want pets and blah blah blah.
i don't think my mom understands my need for animals around. i'm just one of those people that loves animals. i love taking care of them and playing with them. all my mom is thinking about is fleas and the hair that they will ultimately shed. one day i'm going to have a lot of animals. when i finally move out. when i'm done with college. it seems so far away...
off to take a much needed shower! bye!
xx
What do you always forget to pack?
Submitted by quornflour.
pajamas and deoderant.
thankfully, if i'm at my dads house, he always lets me borrow his pajamas.
but if i'm actually on a trip, it really sucks.
deoderant is easy to go buy though. =)
i don't even know what to say right now.
i feel like my mom is messing with my head.
i think she's on something. i'm so tired of getting screamed at.
depressed.
i wanted to go to displace me today, but i obviously did not.
so i'm sitting at home.
in my pj's.
almost in tears.
at 4:30.
because no one even cares.
and tears have nothing to do with displace me.
i'm not quite that pathetic.
When was the last time you did something dangerous?
Submitted by Ross.
HAHA!
never?
seriously, i'm pretty boring when it comes to this department.
the only thing that is coming to mind is my crazy driving. but then again, i don't always drive crazy. if i'm in one of my "pretend to be a NASCAR driver" moods, which i have occasionally (i'm weird, shut up), then i will speed and cut in front of people... and be dangerous. but only at certain times. usually when i'm pms-ing.
surprisingly i've never gotten a ticket.
knock on wood!
It is currently 11:10PM. And the neighbor's three pitbulls are still outside, barking up a storm and attacking each other.
I really would like to sleep, as I do have to get up early tomorrow.
Have I said yet that the pitbulls kennel is right underneath my window? That is why it is so bothersome to me. When they bark, it is like there isn't even a wall separating us. It's bliss, I tell you.
If these dogs weren't raised without love and compassion, they would much happier and peaceful dogs. They wouldn't growl and bark at me when I have my TV on and the window open. They wouldn't scare every guest that comes to our home by running up to the fence and throwing themselves against it while barking. I am getting so sick of this.
I want to be sleeping now.
I don't know what to do. If I go over there to tell them that their dogs are being obnoxiously loud, you know what they'll do? The owner will go out there and beat them before he puts them in his garage for the night. I absolutely do not want that. As much as I hate these dogs, it is not their fault for the way they are now. It is the owner's fault.
You know what just occured to me? I'll bet you my neighbors are sleeping already, and purposely left their dogs out to bark all night in spite of the notice that Animal Control sent.
God! I am so pissed, I feel as if I could punch someone!! I totally wouldn't, but my blood is seriously boiling right now.
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Oh, and I wanted to say something about my last post that I thought was quite funny. First, I say that I am oh so exhausted from all the swimming I did today. Then, in my last paragraph or so, I say that I am going to go swimming again tomorrow. If I am so tired from all the swimming today, don't you think that I would still be tired tomorrow too?
I will still be tired tomorrow. I know it. My aunt says that I should go every day that I can, and if I'm tired, just do a leisurely back stroke or something. That way I'm still being active but not necessarily over-exerting (sp?) myself. So yeah. Just thought I would clear that up because, you know, I felt like it.
Sweet dreams!
Peace xx.
18 laps in a swimming pool is a lot more then you think. 18 laps equals a half of a mile, and 18 laps is what I swam today. It seriously wiped me out. I made it to work on time this morning, but only lasted an hour before I got "sick" and went home. Shhhhhh! Don't tell my boss...
Once I arrived at mi casa, I promptly fell in bed and slept like sleeping beauty herself. I woke up at 2:30, and have been doing absolutely nothing all day. I read a bit, I watched TV a bit, I helped mi madre cook dinner, and now I am voxing it up.
My muscles are already hurting from all of that swimming, and my eyes are still burning from the chlorine. I can't wait to do that again! When you swim, you don't notice the sweat because, duh, you're in water. It was also kind of peaceful too. And they were having baby swim time when I was there! Ohmygosh. So cutee! Very distracting, all I wanted to do was wave at them and talk baby talk to them. I am pathetic. Babies are my weakness.
I think the fatigue I am feeling right now is due to the mono... not sure though. I feel pretty blah, kind of the way I felt when I went to the mall that one day with my mom when I started feeling better. I can't believe I'm still getting over it (the mono). I feel like a broken record, constantly using it as an excuse. But it's true! Before whenever I would go to the mall, or swim or run, I wouldn't feel so burnt out. Excercise would make me feel energetic and happy, not drowsy and like I can't keep my eyes open. And the doctor did say that for months after I get better, the fatigue will still get me. It looks like it clearly is.
Since I really don't have anyone to go with me to Displace Me, I was thinking about going to San Fran with my aunt this weekend. Yes, I know that they are having a Displace Me event there, and no, my aunt would never, ever in a million years go with me. My aunt rents an apartment there (she lives in Modesto too, but she rents the apartment because she runs a limo service that drives people to the airport. Some days she stays in the city pretty late and it's nice for her to have somewhere to crash) so she was thinking about taking me on a mini vacation. There was even talk of the Cheesecake Factory. Ohhhh yuuummmm.
Wow. Speak of the devil. Right after I typed yum my aunt called me. We doin some swimmin again tomorrow at 12. Jessica's gonna get in shape! Woo hoo! And, she told me her definite plans for the city this weekend. I told her that I shall speak with mi madre and get back to her.
I guess I better run off to go do that then, don't cha think? Me thinks so. Ciao!
xx
Tomorrow I will wake up early (on my day to sleep in) and go swimming at the YMCA with my aunt. We're meeting at 9, so in order to be fully awake and ready to go I think I shall awaken myself at 8-ish.
Tomorrow I will also go to work. Oh lovely, lovely work. I am getting very tired of working there. So much. My mom says I should just quit because I never spend any money unless it's on gas or a necessity. She said she'll just pay for everything, no biggie. But then Dad says, "Don't be a quitter! Work through it!" Or you know, something to that effect. He thinks I should try to tough it out, but he doesn't understand that since last October I have been "toughing it out". I'm so sick of all the drama and shit that comes with working there.
So that is my current dilema (sp? i suppose that is one word that i do not know how to spell - refering to the QoTD a few days back). To quit or not to quit.
I need to read more. In high school, I would read at least one book a week. The last time I read a book? I'm thinking end of February? Not quite sure. I'm still in the process of getting past the first page of the book entitled "How to Be Lost" by Amanda Eyreward.
Exciting news for Friday. The only class I have to go to is Chemistry. Public Speaking was cancelled so we can work on practicing for impromptu's. So I'm thinking about not going at all. Still questionable. Go all the way to Turlock, waste a quarter gallon of gas, just for a one hour class? Or stay home and rot? Hmmm. Rotting sounds appealing right now.
I can't believe no one left on American Idol! I feel bad for poor Jordin... she thought that she was going to leave. I'm starting to think that LaKisha should leave. I don't know who else though! I love everyone on there and they will all end up making it. Normally I just have one favorite throughout the whole season, but this year I just can't pick! Another dilema to ponder.
And I so know that dilema is not spelled that way. It's driving me crazy now. I'm going to look it up on dictionary.com... WOW. That is how you spell dilema. It absolutely does not look right.
Must sleep now. I need to get to bed earlier because I've created the horrible habit of watching educational shows before falling asleep. These shows are soo addicting, I can't turn the TV off. They are keeping me up until 2AM or later. Not goooood. No sleep = unhappy, grumpy and very depressed Jessica. Not to mention my brains go too. My IQ lowers temporarily on days when I didn't get a lot of sleep. I'm sure you can get away with little sleep and feel fine.
I'm a geek.
Peace out.
xoxoxx
Share a story about your sibling(s) or a family member from when you were a kid.
Submitted by Jenny Marie.
I must have been maybe six or seven years old when my aunt and her three children moved in with us temporarily. For about a week I remember I convinced all of her kids that the Power Ranger's were stuck in the ground under our swing set in the backyard. We grabbed plastic cups from the kitchen and poured water in the little cracks in the dirt to create mud. In my demented mind that was one way to somehow save them. We would scream and yell to the Power Ranger's that we were indeed coming to save them and that they shouldn't worry!
I used to make up stuff like that all the time, but that particular story makes me laugh out loud (lol).
i thought more about it and the reason why students probably don't care so much to be "activists" (of which i am slowly becoming). the answer is clearly obvious: it is not because they don't care, but because they are too busy to have the time to care. students have classes and homework to stress out about. i have that too, but we should all know that my vivacity is quickly fading from school to telling people my opinion on certain subjects (such as peace and the environment). i know i am getting annoying, and fast to some people. haha. at least i have opinions.
i hate driving. because of it my left arm is "tanner" then my right arm. yep. i noticed today because i just love staring at myself. or not.
guessss what.... 7 days until my BIRTHDAY! then, only two more birthday's until i'm 21. then after that birthdays will probably get depressing. i'm already feeling old. but then again, i do have an old soul (or whatever. hah. i'm lame).
goshhhhhhhh. i've been so depressed lately. depressed about... i don't know. just life in general. i've always strived to be the best in everything i've ever done, but lately... i can't even bring myself to care. i can't care about my failing grade in chemistry, or about how my eating habits change from day to day. all i've had to eat today was a half of a super burrito (or burger according to sorina. haha!), but yesterday i ate like an overweight person who just can't get enough. the only thing i do care about is sleeping, watching the discovery/health/history/tlc/animal planet channels at midnight, writing and the peace department. everything else is just... blah.
on to something else now! today i went to the mall with my brotherrr. he is so ca-yooot at times. but then i remember he's my annoying little brother and quickly try to forget that i thought he was cute or adorable. of course.
we went into this like, gangsta' store and he was acting like he just got handed heaven on a plate. unfortunately, the gangsta' store had prices that were a little too high for his fourteen year old budget. mine too actually.
i bought this ridiculous shirt from gottschalks for thirty bucks. it's more like a "i'm going to a night club" kind of shirt rather then a "i'm doing my everyday thang" kind of shirt. and we all know how often i frequent the nightclubs (never). so, i'll probably bring it back. i said i had attachment issues with my money.
my mom has pink eye. or so i think. she just "supposes" that she is tired, and that is the reasoning for the guck in her eyes. but i looked pink eye up, and i'm 99% positive. and you know what suckss? she used my eyeliner this morning. my mac eyeliner. grrrrrr. now i can't use it, unless of course i want pink eye. which i (duh) do not. so yeah.
okay, before i sound even more lame and uneducated, i think i am going to sign off and get some muchh needed sleep. my ghetto ass mexican neighbors (haha! just kidding) were up working on their cars in the driveway until three in the morning. so of course, i was up until three in the morning when all the racket turned to stone cold silence. but then, i was up again at 6:30 when the wife let their three unloved pitbulls outside. the pitbulls, because they are for breeding and not for pets (very sad), bark at every little sound. the wind blows, and they bark. and these dogs are fucking pitbulls. so it's not like ruff ruff, it's more like GRRRGRUFFFERRRRGERRRRGRUFF. yeah, just like that. and it woke me up. and i was pissed. we called animal services and filed a complaint about the dogs. did you know you're only allowed to have two dogs in one household? they have three. i feel so bad for the poor dogs. they live their life in a tiny kennel, which is not right.
now i am really going to go. peace out homies.
infinite x's and o's
