Okay... I'm eating spaaaaaghetti, so if you hear a thunk and a shriek, it's jsut me spilling it.

Anyway... I jsut got up from a nap, so please bear wiht me if I stutter or lose track of thought. I have limited time, too! YAY! I'm going to the movie tonight! Whoop!

So, X-Country meet today, and Marty, instead of hinting at that I should get running, looks at me and Says, "Abby, get yourself a good pair of running shorts, because Monday, you start." LoL Yay... hehe The girls did okay, 3rd out of all the teams, and the guys got 5th. Ala came in 1st, and Smitty came in 25th. Not too bad, i suppose. I got a freee T-shirt, because I asked the Call guy if he would give me one because, "I'm a manger and there's really no chance that I'll ever run and win, so..." *grin* It worked! Lol He rooted around, got me the smallest size left, large, and told me to not tell anyone. *grin* Yay! Okies... Time to Go clean my room so SB can sleep over! bye bye bye!

My talent Night show is killed. dead in its tracks. Oh well... It was at least worth a try... LoL maybe I can do something for something else. Why not? LoL

Whoa... I guess this whole "won't kiss" thing has got me over an edge. I'm not sure what's wrong with me, or if, infact, there is anything wrong with me. Well, what a stupid comment. Of -course- there's something wrong with me!!! LMAO

Anyway.. Last night was like one huge revolving loop-de-whirl in which every experience which ever made me shrink back, as well as any mment in which I made a huge fool of myself over the whole mental deal.

And let's jsut say, I woke up at 2:18, aching in what felt like every muscle because I'd ripped my bed apart and finally fell on the floor (the waking factor). It was not the best of nights. After I picked myself up, fixed my sleeping bad, which was lying on the floor by my feet, and managed to get myself okay withthe night-vision scene, I walked around a bit, sat in my favorite chair in the living room, then went back to bed, and as my head hit the pillow, it filled with scenes of me being a dumbass again. It was a rather horrible night, to tell you the truth. In fact, I was so sick of sleeping and being in bed, that I was up at the very first ring of my alarm clock, jsut to get out of my dreamworld. I haven't gotten up with the first alarm clock ring in 3 years. It's gotta tell you something.

"I've got a 7-inch hard drive!" *snickers* Shyt... Me and SB got it going ON!!! All night long!!!! LoL So, hey... I have what I think is a really cool, somewhat funny, idea for Talent Night. And I'd really like for it to count, ebcause I think it could be cool. But... My first, and basically only choice is gone, so... I'm going to see if I can get it done as an intermission act. But first, before I do that, I'm gonna see what TCapp's up to. I've never really talked to the kid, so... I'm not sure how it's going to go, but I've got to give it a try.

I've come to the conclusion that for senior year, I'm going to try my damnedest to get everything done that I ever wanted to do, including Talent Night, and want to know why/ Because even if I make a compelte and utter fool of myself, at least I can only be laughed at for another 6 months, because I will make sure that I go to college waaaaaaaay out of state! Lol Hah. You think I'm joking? LoL Well... maybe.

Anyway, I feel kind of stupid because I asked Joe if he knew Richie's number, and I didn't even think of looking in the phone book. Duh? LoL I now have Richie's number, and I'm gonna ask him I suppose. I'll forever be known as "the girl who sang with Richie" because he's so good and I'll probably only be so-so. *shrugs* But like I said, who hte hell cares? Maybe I'll actually be good? *smirk* Roight....

I've realized that I've been spending a lot of time with guys; and not jsut any guys, but -all- guys. LoL And by that I mean Chris, Corey, Mike, and any guy who I know. Me and SB have decided that I'm sufficiently recovered from my rejection, that we should go out and get some guys. LoL Make me sound just a bit more like an ass-shaking bandstand! *grin* I love that!

But I agree with myself on this opinion. I realized that you need to talk to the person whom you went out with and break it up like that. Because, really, you jsut don't get a clean break until you go face to face and hear it for yourself. And, by the way, don't break up over the phone. Because, really, if you do, you really have no idea what the other person's doing at the time, whether it be sitting in front of their parents doing math homework (oh... doens't that sounds frieking familiar...), or getting ready, standing naked to go into a shower. Whatever. And besides that, if you plan on breaking their hearts, you at least need to see the destruction you're wreaking. I didn't even think of it that way until it happened to me. I did it that way with Erik, and it seemed all good, but really... You need to see the consequences of your actions. Valuable life lessons working here.

Anyway, i have my car tomorrow, and I'm very glad of it. This last week and a half has been a killer. I stopped by Art Clubtoday, but realized that if I wanted to get home, I neded a ride, which meant that I was leaving then, too. But... with a car, I can stay after now! Yay!!

And my charter on Saturday was cancelled, so... it's all good. I can now go out Friday night and Saturday. I'm so excited. yay!

http://inexhaustable.blogspot.com/ Okay... I'm come across a really neat little blogger that has a writing style very unique to it. I know nothing about the author, whether they be male or female, or, in fact, what they write about. They write these things, and I'm unsure whether they're real-life experiences, quotes, dreams, or jsut stories. It's made me very intrigued, and very interested in reading more of it. The writing style is very clear and concise, and honestly, I wish I could write as such. Refreshing.

"Can we please go outside, Mr. M.? Please? It's such a ncie day and I can't concentrate! All I do is stare out the window and wish I was outside! Please?" I begged Mr M. to go outside, and as perusual, he aswered in the negative. That is, until the whole class of 4 (and Dan)begged him at once. And then he looked at me like I was a bad molecule, and with a sigh and a kind of mischievous grin, he went into the back room, grabbed his mini whiteboard, and we hauled our butts outside. What a fun Chem class that was!

"Go B-ville!!! Yeah Christine!!!" Well, shades of green from the soccer field! We lost, again, 3 or 4-0. How disappointing. And i paid a dollar to go see it! To think i broke the bank going to a game we were gonna lose. Again, how disppointing. But hey. I got to hang out with Kerri, SB, Chris, Kyle, Mitch, and Kyle's newest gf. (he broke up with Mellie last week, I beleive. What a playah!) I got the newest gossip from Kerri, and even got invited to go out after, though I did check in, found out my pal wasn't home, so went home and ate dinner, then hunkered down for 2 hours of grueling Phyculus. (By the way... The name is combined of Physics and Calculus, though the actual class is Calculus.)

And now, all I can hear upstairs is the clatter of claws slidding across the kitchen floor, as the brother chases the dog across the living room, and around the island. My dad comes down adn starts screaming at me, my bro starts flicking his lighter in my hair, and all I can do is flip out, sending my dad flying dwon the stairs again, screaming, and well... Oh man. Now mom's involved. Eep!

I've decided that I'm going to do a five year plan. Even if I don't show it out loud, I'm going to actually make one for myself, and see if I follow through it.

I really do love my little chica in the corner. She always makes me laugh, even if her sayings are soemtimes a little... different.

This morning, I had to choose Class Superlatives. And that's enough for now. time to go play with something.

Geez... I'm come to the conclsuo that boys are stupid. It's taken me a while, I know girls, but geez... Not only are they stupid, but they're jsut as girly as some girls! can we say moody?!?! Okay... Jeremy, for once it's not you I'm tlaking about. You were cool all day long, and I luv ya man! But geez... Chris? happy smiley one period, and the next, a snarling coldy "whatever" boy. And Joe... Seriously, I can sorta forgive you for being all tired and whatnot, but man. The sarcastic looks and whatnot in Math and Bio, then telling me that I'm Most gullible! The HELL!! I'm not... I jsut don't expect you to lie to me! *pout* You make me gullible, so there! Duh! But... the toothbrush thing? That was kind of stupid... Almsot as good as the... "What's that?" question, huh Linds? lmao...

PS. I accepted chris's offer to check out his Mr. Bronco thing, even though I know nothing about guitars or anything in fact, about music. *nods* This could be funny.

These guys were putting in a system in someone's car, a friend of Lindsey's friend (Let me tell you... Nice looking boys, most of them, about 20 out of the 30 or so that were there!) ah, I wrote about it! Well.. .So anyway, I was wondeirng what this one thing was, so i asked Brandon, and he tolds me it was an amplifier, and before I even thought about it, I was like... "What's it do?" And immediately started laughing and oops'ing it! LoL Whoops!


AHHH!!! Non-Vegetarian Mosquitoes!!!! *runs screaming up the stairs in search of a pair of pants... sigh of relief*

Today... Well, I got told I was voted Most Gullible, by at leat 23 people... *arches a brow* And honestly, I don't think I'm very gullible. Really. And I'm -still- on the Wall of Shame in Chemistry! DAMMIT!!! I even had Jeff Brannan ask me about it, and I was like... Well, uh... yeah... LoL

So, I ran into a problem today. I really want a good saying for under my picture and all that, so... my mom took out her book of stuff she liked, and I looked through it, and came up with the perfect one. "Three things that can never be brought back: The spoken word, times past, and the Neglected Opportunity." I think it may be a bit long, but I wrote down a slew of stuff from there, so I'm pretty sure I have at least one thing I like for under my picture.

Let me tell you... I've always liked bookstores, but I htink I could seriously spend a lot of time inside, jsut reading different books. Me and Linds spent like an hour in Barnes and Noble jsut picking up random books and looking through them. I dissected my dreams, I read a bit about horses, and learned quite a bit about clouds, then I looked through some art that greatly resembled porn... Now let me tell you, they have excellent body proportions in some of those drawings! lmao

Mom's measuring me for a skirt she wants to make. Oy. Doesn't she realize that I don't wear skirts? They're jsut too... not me, I guess. But hell, I suppose I could wear one once in a while... I mean, they can't look -that- bad, right? LoL Hah. That's what you'd think! Anyway... i think I may head to hte gazebo tonight. Prolly not, but it's always a thought.

So.. talent Night. I want to try smething, but I've never been on stage before, what if I suck? And this is serious. I'd be definitely doing something I've never done ebfore, and well... I have a song and everyhting, nad I'm sure I could do it justice, but eh... what am I doing? I'll talk to chris about it, Mr. I'm so Musically Inclined. And see what he says. *shrugs* I probably won't do it, but hey... Why not? senior year, right? They can only make fun of me for 8 months after this... And then for four years after that, if I go to URI... LOL YAY!!!

Anyway... What's going on in my head? Not too much... English didn't make me think today, so... My head is pretty empty. But, I'd have to say that the thought of guys being jsut as moody as girls certainly makes me wonder and laugh.

Also, I've realized that though Jeremy says he doesn't care about anything, he cares quite a lot, about quite a bit. He says he doesn't, to cover up the fact that he really doesn't want to let anyone know he does. I was watching him in English a few days ago, (rather hard considering that I didn't want him to notice me staring and be a jerk. Did I mention that I sit right next to him?...) and I realized that no matter how much he jokes around and pretends to not care, he really does listen to everyhting that infernal woman says.

Goddamn you, Joe... *snarls* I swore I wouldn't write about you. I'm switching schools, switching lives, switching minds. GET OUT OF HERE! I ORDER YOU! Poor Kerri, it's harder than it looks; And Naomi, I know exactly about that which you spoke. I heard a car go by... I'm wathcing... White car? Nope. can't see, too dark. Stupid! *smack head* And this is the general train of thought that I get whenever I'm awake.

PS... The skirt? The pattern, which was supposed to hang below my knee, never hit my knee. *smirk* I find that rather funny. Anyway... so, we're making it a few inches shorter than the knee, with the option to shorten it at will. I never look good in long skirts. The shorter,the better they look. I researched this a bit, and it's a proven fact that short-waisted girls always looks better in shorter skirts/shirts/shorts, any longer jeans. (Otherwise, they never hit the ankle, and you look like you're perpetually wearing high waters. *grin* I like long jeans... Weathervane's got that new 36 inch inseam... me and tammy were talking about that earlier this eyar, nad man. It sure comes in handy. Now if all the jeans weren't frieking STRETCH! I hat ethat stuff! Whenever I wear it, it always falls down, and I always hav eto hike them up every few seconds. Maybe it's becuase I'm always jumping around? Lol Oh man.. I htink this is long enough. g'night!

Oh man... I went through all of my journals today, and not only being impressed with how much stuff there actually is, in each of them, I was also struck by a song that I stole off someone else, who I need to speak to, about.

And wow... I'm so glad I wrote down my dreams, because I've had some really really weird ones, with characters from over the spectrum. From Joe to Richie to the Smithfield group, to Lindsey. It's insane!!! I wrote down everything from dying to being chased by vampires and conquering the world.

I remember now a few things that had slipped my mind, and well... those notebooks are so cool. *smile* But beyond that, my day.

Me and Lynch hung out after this guy, Seth, from Neighbors came by and interviewed me and my dad about the chartering business. Insanity, the poor guy had no idea what we were talking about most of the time. I felt kind of bad, using this guy as an advertisement for the business, which is what my mom and dad were doing. You'll probably notice, if anyhting ever comes of it, that I didn't say much during the whole interview, because of it. And also, becaue I didn't really have to. There wasn't much to say that my dad hadn't already... Big mouth. LoL

So, me and Lynch went from hanging out at the Art Fair, to going to panera for lunch, then over to Pawtcuket to hear that Mel's not home, then over to Somerset MA to hang out with one Lind's friends, Brandon. And while we were there, I met some very very nice looking young men, one of whom I wouldn't mind looking into, further. Let's jsut say that they had my full attention, not only ebcause they were nice, good-looking, and drove awesome, almsot brandy new cars, but also because they were isntalling a sound system into this kid's car. I was interested. I want to know everything that I can, so... It was awesome. They wouldn't talk to me because I guess, you know, I'm a girl and therefore can't handle the knowledge they possess. Bullshit. Guys. They're so stupid.

But either way, it was pretty interesting, and I'm working on a new trick... can't tell, it's a shriekit, and only Linds knows. SHHH!!! But,I played wallball and catch and we jumped form rock to rock and I proved to Linds that not only do I have longer legs, but I also can balance better on moving rocks than her. Also, I have longer arms... More leverage? *grin*

Linds was cracking up when I asked the guys if I needed a new speaker system thrown into my car, would they do it for me? And her frined was like... Yeah, sure... Lol I wasn't serious, jsut kidding, but I laughed anyway. Then when we said goodbye, they all said bye, the one with the passat looking like he wanted to say more, but didn't know what. You know? I jsut have that effect on people! *mutter* Not....

So... Then we each went home, and ate dinner. Then I headed to the gazebo and we met up there and worked on different stuff, I copying this song into my newest notebook, and she wroking on Bio. Wicked nice out. Quiet, with only a few cars zooming by eevery second, and earwigs dropping from the ceiling onto the table beside us... But awesomeness... That spider was FRIEKING SCARY!!! I look over at my purse and there's this giant spider on the handle... I friekd out. I swear. I jsut started making this really high-pitched noise, nad staring at it. Lindsey finally gets it off my purse then steps on top of the table to stpe on it. LMAO. I mean... *cough* -I- killed the spider... *cough*