oh god

god, life can really be a bitch. school is....well...werid. and i think you all know why. shit. shit shit shit. sit shit shit shit shit. holy shit. god life is...fucked up, searsoully i know what i need to do, but god, how do you break up with someone why you have never gone out with? really i just cant do it. not with him.

shit.

in other news, i got some really awsome shizz at macys, i mean come on, buy one get one free tops at macys? amazing, along with two new pairs of shoes, some red flats and some lepoard flats......actually the same shoes, just in diffrent colors...is that like really bad of me?

blah.

my head is killing me. not just cauz of everything going on, just my head is......god, something i just want to drill a whole in my head, i know that sounds really werid, but when nothing works, and i mean nothing-ice, meds, no noise or light, its just keeps on pounding, my beathing heart has become my arch-nemisis. be still my beating heart, be still.

yup, shakespeare with headachs. welcome to my life.

and scarcasm has become my best friend. sarcasm and ice. lots and lots of ice. nice and cold.

sorry, a long rant, but school is killing me, not the classes just......god i never wanted this.

shit

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okay, supremly odd week. like some thigns are too werid to say over the internets.

going to mull and think, sweet about gun class though.

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Its pink..but its cute

I like your dress. I'm really bord right now, I had to stay for 3rd block cause I'm getting tutored in spanish 4th. I hate high school. Tonight is the last gun class before ranged day/test. I'm happy about that. I'm pissed, being healthy sucks major ass! I'm eating healthy and working out, but then I get disheartened and eat 3 smores poptarts and a bowl of cinneom tost cruch at 10 p.m. Arrgh...I have been influenced to much by our instant gratifiction culture. Oh! did I tell you I found out one of the colleges I'm looking at dosent require sat scores! I dono about ACT though, probibly not.....
Superman

be still my throbbing......head?

the game last night was way exciting, yeah we ended up losing, but it was a pretty amazing game, so so so close the entire game, until the last 1.2 secoends. it was quite fun though, as usual, mu first and last game of the season.

i did, however, get a massive headach and went to bed last night around 10. how pathetic is that? and its still not gone, this damn throbbing right behind my eye. totally sucks. so im stuck on the couch on the basment, away from any source of light or lould noises for the rest of the day. it completly sucks.

beyond that, nothing much. acutally kindove sorta understanding math this week and gearing up for state H.D..

god im a nerd.

i think ill go read. not even for school, just to read. maybe my brothers pay again.

he got a pretty big part acutally, 44 something lines. were all quite excited, i mean he is our star child and im happy for him. he is too, he wont admit it, but he is. this play might actually be worse then last years. something hard to accomplish i know, but it just might be.

started the last season of the sopranos yestersday, personally i think AJ is going to get killed, that or it wont really have an ending, they just all keep on with their lives. both sound very intreguging, the cast is in Vanity Fair this month, bvoth dead and alive members, its acually a wicked spread. i love paulies hair. i love it i lvoe it i love it.

OH!

De's play- Fiddler on the Roof, is amazing. i went on firday and woah, its very good. and somewhat terrifying-i dont do well with dream sequences, but holy shizz, for a bunch on gentiles we sure can speak yiddish well. its a really good show, i love that music and its just a good story line.

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ides of march

the unluckiest day of the year, for us anyway. poor ceaser. he was a good man. and a damn good leader.

but way to go DE! we won our semi final game so were going to the finals on sat! our girls basketball team, i suppose i didn't clarify that.

in other news....wait......there is no other news, just a girl and her hisoty day project. and her stange love of nations not her own.

Consider for a moment that you are watching a film of an archery tournament, with the Zeno’s arrow paradox in mind. An archer shoots, and the arrow flies. The camera follows the arrow’s trajectory from the archer’s bow toward the target. Suddenly the projector stops on a single frame of a stilled arrow. You stare at the image of an arrow in midflight. The pause in the film enables you to know the position of the arrow—it’s just beyond the grandstand, about 20 feet above the ground. But you have lost all information about its momentum. It is going nowhere; its velocity is zero. Its path is no longer known. It is uncertain.To measure the position precisely at any given instant is to lock in on one static frame, to put the movie on pause, so to speak. Conversely, as soon as you observe momentum you can’t isolate a frame, because momentum is the summation of many frames. You can’t know one and the other with complete accuracy. There is uncertainty as you hone in, whether on motion or position.All of this makes sense from a biocentric perspective: time is the inner form of animal sense that animates events—the still frames—of the spatial world. The mind animates the world like the motor and gears of a projector. Each weaves a series of still pictures into an order, into the “current” of life. Motion is created in our minds by running “film cells” together. Remember that everything you perceive, even this page, is being reconstructed inside your head. It’s happening to you right now. All of experience is an organized whirl of information in your brain.

i love physics. that was from an amazing paper i just read about quantun theory, its called A "New Theory of the Universe" and its positivly amazing.

While I was sitting one night with a poet friend watching a great opera performed in a tent under arc lights, the poet took my arm and pointed silently. Far up, blundering out of the night, a huge Cecropia moth swept past from light to light over the posturings of the actors. “He doesn’t know,” my friend whispered excitedly. “He’s passing through an alien universe brightly lit but invisible to him. He’s in another play; he doesn’t see us. He doesn’t know. Maybe it’s happening right now to us.”-Loren Eiseley

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prom dress

yup. 15 min later and i have a dress. two dresses and the mathcing shoes actually. i love optiz. its such a cool dress, the top is all beded and its kinda 40-ish, flapper. and i got these wicked suede strappy kitten keels. im absolutely in love with it.

oh, and i made state history day. and ellen did too and colleen and kate and jonathan and lots of other De people, so, after finals we all headed to augsburg and kicked some major history day ass.

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ink ink ink

The Departed. yup, finally saw it, dad and i rented it last night and holy shiz, its a frily amzing movie, now i know itsonly getting a b-movie rating, but whatever, i absolutely loved it. then again im way to into that stuff, even if it is the Irish mob. its just an all around good pic, i mean the plot-hell im not sure if i really understood what all went down, and woah. woah woah woah. thats all i can really say, plus i mean Leo? god i love him, and with that accent the the tattos.....and him not wearing a shirt. yummy. and mark walbgur can accually carry a movie. i know i know, i was a little suprised myself, but i can see how he was nominated for best supporting actor. i loved it.

so now just watching some Sporanos and doing H.D. still working on finishing my script, i was hoping scorces' brillance would help me last night but im still drawing a blank. and my hands are covered with ink, its a lovley feeling, writers block. in some strange parralle universe where right is wrong.

how can i finish this? i cant seem to find a way. blah.

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ink ink ink

The Departed. yup, finally saw it, dad and i rented it last night and holy shiz, its a frily amzing movie, now i know itsonly getting a b-movie rating, but whatever, i absolutely loved it. then again im way to into that stuff, even if it is the Irish mob. its just an all around good pic, i mean the plot-hell im not sure if i really understood what all went down, and woah. woah woah woah. thats all i can really say, plus i mean Leo? god i love him, and with that accent the the tattos.....and him not wearing a shirt. yummy. and mark walbgur can accually carry a movie. i know i know, i was a little suprised myself, but i can see how he was nominated for best supporting actor. i loved it.

so now just watching some Sporanos and doing H.D. still working on finishing my script, i was hoping scorces' brillance would help me last night but im still drawing a blank. and my hands are covered with ink, its a lovley feeling, writers block. in some strange parralle universe where right is wrong.

how can i finish this? i cant seem to find a way. blah.

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AH

writers. block.

history day is killing me, why cant i end this script?

i mean its basically the same as last time, just the premis changed, but i cant end it. i cant just fade out or throw us the credits, i accually have to end it. i cant leave you all thinking about what happens next it has to be difinitive.

damnit

i also need to find a piece of paper with writing on it. really badly.

DIE HISTORY DAY, DIE, A HORRIBLE DEATH.

but i love it.

*sigh*

life is rough.

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