I had a shitastic night's sleep. I need to take a nap or I'll be falling asleep all over the place at work.

Just got home about half an hour ago. I had to babysit late tonight, but it was all easy money. I get paid to play X-box and do homework. Every job should be like that minus the homework. Anyway, I am exhausted and my room is disgustingly hot and I'm seriously considering taking a sleeping bag and go sleep on our deck. I am supposed to wake up early tomorrow to finish some essays but the chances of that happening are slim to none. I just don't care anymore and I want these next two weeks to be over. Now. Actually, it's pretty much over anyway. I have a field trip and AP exams coming up so I won't be going to school much to begin with. And after my last exam, I refuse to go to school at all anymore. I've saved up all these absences so I can use them all and sleep in every day.

By the way, thank you Sivan for my awesome present and the card you gave me is *so* perfect. You are amazing.

Goodnight to all my fellow hobags.

I am listening to "Left and Leaving" by the Weakerthans (David - you got me to like them, it's all your fault), and it makes me think a lot about... life, relationships, friends, everything...

My city's still breathing (but barely it's true)
Through buildings gone missing like teeth.
The sidewalks are watching me think about you,
All sparkled with broken glass.
I'm back with scars to show.
Back with the streets I know.
Will never take me anywhere but here.
Those stains in the carpet, this drink in my hand,
The strangers whose faces I know.
We meet here for our dress-rehearsal to say "I wanted it this way,"
Wait for the year to drown.
Spring forward, fall back down.
I'm trying not to wonder where you are.
All this time lingers, undefined.
Someone choose who's left and who's leaving.
Memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me:
A blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest,
The best parts of Lonely, duct-tape and soldered wires,
New words for old desires,
And every birthday card I threw away.
I wait in 4/4 time.
Count yellow highway lines that you're relying on to lead you home.

It's weird thinking about how my "high-school days" are numbered, and how I'm graduating in a few short days. I go through 12 years of school to wait for this moment to arrive, and when it finally does... I'm not happy or excited. Granted, high school is becoming a serious pain in the ass and it makes me angry having to go there every day and not do shit for 7 hours. But maybe it's the people. Maybe it's my friends. Emma asked me today if I ever became famous, would I forget about all my friends from back in the day. And I don't think I can. My friends are the people that make me who I am right now. I think back on these past four years and I think about all the different groups of friends that I have met and how each one of them added to my personality. I wonder if I will be as goofy and dorky if it weren't for them, you know? It's a bittersweet feeling. Sure, I'll probably make new friends in college, but it will be hard for me to forget about the people here. I mean, who else can tolerate my atrocious sense of humor? It's a suprise that people would even want to be friends with me to begin with... I wonder if we will still keep in touch 10 years from now... who knows? When people move away, they meet new people, new friends, and they grow apart... it's almost inevitable. And as much as I would like to keep in touch with all of them, I don't know if it will really happen. But hopefully, it can. So as we all go our separate ways, all I can say is that, Sivan, David, Esther, Lauren, Ruth, Emma, Lizzy, Molly, Heather, Danny, Harry, Carla, Erin, Ethan, Ari, Lindsey, Kimia, Emily, Steven, Lane, Jen, Sharon, Addison, Ali, Emelie, Nan, Gaby, Amy, Tina, Chris, Tom, Shi-won, Ken, Nicole, Sue, Eric, and any of you whom I've come to know and love.... Thank you for making me who I am.

Sorry if I just activated all of your gag reflexes. I promise I won't do another post like this in a long time. (Actually, I may have to do something like this in the speech I have to give during baccalaureate a couple weeks from today. Awesome.)

Alright, I think you've had enough. I'm gonna go mope around some now. Toodles~

Me: Awww you guys, what if I never find friends like you in college?
Friends: Oh, don't worry... You're not.

I really like the video for White Stripes - Seven Nation Army. A lot.

Just thought I'd like to share...

I've decided.

I'm going to UT Austin for college [Lauren - UT Austin in Texas, not Tennesse ^_~]. It was the place that I think I liked the most and though it's big (by big I mean one of the biggest universities if not the biggest in the nation), I think I'd still enjoy it. At least I hope so. I mean, I could always go and bug my brother every weekend if I get bored, right? Awww I'm such a good sister =)

Yep, that's about it. You all should go visit me sometime while I'm there. You know, if you *really* loved me and all...

Just got home about 30 minutes ago. It was a good night... I had some pretty deep conversations with some friends, and I realized how much I love them all. I'm tired now though, but before I go to bed: Friziday Fizive:

1. What was the last TV show you watched? A rerun of Punk'd (the one where they did a prank on Justin Timberlake - funny funny).

2. What was the last thing you complained about? Not getting any in a long while. Boys.

3. Who was the last person you complimented and what did you say? "Emma, any guy would be lucky to go out with you, are you kidding?"

4. What was the last thing you threw away? Smirnoff bottle (not mine, someone elses... I promise!)

5. What was the last website (besides this one) that you visited? Davezilla.

Alrighty kids, I'm going to bed. I get to wake up early to go visit UGA tomorrow! Yay! It's like a party only it's a college visit. Hrm. Yeah. Goodnight.

Mean comment of the day:

*Cell phone rings in the middle of class*
Emily: Ugh, I thought I turned it off. Who on earth could be calling me now?
Emma: I bet it's your boss.
Emily: *Looks at phone* Heh, it is my boss. I don't know why she's calling me now though...
Emma: Maybe it's because she didn't know what time it was...

(This is mean because the person Emily works for is blind.)

So you know how I was talking about the song response for English? Well, Molly decided to do hers on Celine Dion's "My Heart Will Go On", and was nice enough to send it to me so I can share it with the rest of you. Yay!

My Heart Will Go On and On and On...
This song means a lot to me, because it shows eternal love, or true love at least, which is something I definitely want to experience one of these days. It shows the love that no matter what is to ever happen, one would always see his true love whenever he decided to close his eyes and go to sleep. If one can get past the cheesiness of this song, then it can be seen as truly sweet to know that no matter what happens, the love would still be there, and that even though the love was only there momentarily, it will last for a lifetime.
This movie came out my sixth grade year, and my brother, sister, and I used to make fun of the song every Sunday afternoon on Casey Kasem’s Top Fifty Countdown. It turned out to be ironic when I went on a cruise my seventh grade year. I was a little scared to go, but then I figured that my ship would be so high-tech that we could avoid the icebergs a little better, and plus, I was a little girl, so I had dibs on the lifeboat. Well, as I was on that cruise, I met a boy named Jake Dodson. He was an interesting character, and judging by the looks of him, he looked like one of the guys that would be in Seventeen magazine, or Bop. I never thought that he and I could relate considering we were from different sides of the track, and I was kind of involved with another boy, Caleb Lockley. Well, after not too long with Jake, I thought that I was meant for him. The first few days were so romantic. We went to the top deck, and the front of the boat and let the air blow our hair every direction imaginable, as he would yell "I am the president of the world!" It was funny, as well as made him more attractive to me. After a few days, the worst of all things happened while Jake and I were swimming in the pool on the ship. We were playing on our fun noodles (those pool toys that are shapped like… well… noodles) and all of a sudden, he said he was really cold, and started to drown. I didn’t know much of what else to do, so I went to the side of the pool, got out, and held his hand. I then told him that I would never let go, and rather than tell the lifeguard standing next to me to help, or even telling him that the water was only four feet deep, I kind of just pushed him down. It was fun for a while, until I realized that I would never be able to slum anymore with a poor boy. I got over it pretty quick. What upset greatly was when his little sister began to stalk me. This is when I had to join the witness protection program, and my name changed from Daisy to Molly. It upset me the most that his sister came after me, because he told me that he had no family, which showed that he lied to me. That is when I was glad that little hoebag died.
It’s nice to have memories like that, that I can remember just by hearing a terrible voice singing a terrible song. Of course now all I have to really remember that summer by is this ugly puka shell necklace that was given to me. I was tempted to throw it in the ocean when I went on another cruise, but I wasn’t sure how original that would be, and it wouldn’t make too much sense either. That was a mighty expensive puka shell.

Molly, you are my hero. Seriously.

I think I have an OCD regarding my nails. I *can't* stand them being long, and if they are, I *have* to bite them off or else I will keep thinking about them until I do. Is this healthy? I have completely killed all off my nails since I got them done for prom. Remind me to never get them done, ever again. They look craptastic now.

For some reason, I got Coolio's "C U When U Get There" stuck in my head during 5th period. I have no idea why.

Speaking of songs, qe are supposed to write a response to our favorite song for English tomorrow. We used to have to write responses/analysis to certain prose passages or poems, for our last one, our teacher told us we could write one for our favorite song. Here are some songs that some of my friends and I considered writing a response for:

*MC Hammer - Can't Touch This
*Vanilla Ice - Ice Ice Baby
*Zach Attack - Friends Forever
*Theme song for Captain Planet
*This one [With the help of David]
*Salt n Pepa - Push It
*Sisqo - The Thong Song
*The Mario theme song
*Britney Spears - Slave 4 U
*Paula Abdul - Cold Hearted Snake
*Hanson - MMMbop
*Nelly - Hot in Herre
*Destiny's Child - Bootylicious
*Ludacris - Area Codes
*Eiffel 65 - Blue
*Dr. Dre - Gin and Juice

See? Aren't those good choices? Do you have any more ideas?

My check card is becoming the bane of my existance. Someone help me before I hurt myself.

Today is my brother's 27th birthday. Everyone say, Happy Birthday, Old One!!!

Free ice cream! Free ice cream! So am I gonna see everyone at Baskin Robbins on 21st next Wednesday [by everyone, I mean those of you who live in Nashville]? I hope so cause... hey, how can you pass up on free ice cream?

My page totally rocks. I think it's the broken links and the un-updateable template that just makes it the best thing ever. I'll fix it. Sometime. Later.

I got back from visiting Wake Forest about 2 hours ago. 14 hours in the car is not fun, I tell you. Though I did have fun driving around those sharp curves at 60 miles per hour... (What?? I wanted to get there as soon as possible!) WFU has an absolutely gorgeous campus and I think I like it a lot... The only thing that kinda turned me off was the fact that there are about 3 Starbucks on Wake's small little campus. I CAN'T HIDE FROM IT!!! Well, I guess we'll see how much financial aid they offer me. I'm visiting UGA this coming Saturday. Bluh. I have to make a decision on where I want to go in less than 2 weeks. I don't wannnnnnnaaaaaaaaa. I vote that I take a year off and hibernate the whole time. Yeah? Anyone with me?

My tummy's a-grumblin'. I think it wants some food.

Nappy Roots had a free show here on Saturday and I missed it. Sometimes I wish I could shoot myself in eye with darts.

My next life goal: Work out at least thrice a week from now on. [Yeah, Molly, I know it's disgusting.]

Today is Sharon's birthday. Everyone say Happy Birthday, Sharon!!!

Um um um... I guess that is all for now. I don't want to do all the makeup work from the school I missed today. Oh wait, that's right... School can suck my balls. I think I shall go mope around now, and maybe I'll clean out my closet cause you can't even see the floor with all the clothes in there. Oh yeah, I should do my laundry too. I need clean underwear. ^_^

You know what...

1. Who is your favorite celebrity? Halle Berry. Not just because she's hot... okay yeah, because she's hot.

2. Who is your least favorite? Avril Lavigne

3. Have you ever met or seen any celebrities in real life? Not unless you count Amy Grant and Vince Gill

4. Would you want to be famous? Why or why not? Sure... but maybe for a day or two. It'd be fun being in the spotlight and have everyone wanting to know what you're thinking, wearing, and so forth. You have a higher chance of influencing people because you have that celebrity status and people want to hear what you have to say. But at the same time, I wouldn't want everyone to judge or misjudge someting I say or do. I'm a pretty private person, so I wouldn't want people nosing into my business all the time.

5. If you had to trade places with a celebrity for a day, who would you choose and why? Jennifer Aniston so I can make out with Brad Pitt. ^_~

I went to a Keller Williams concert tonight with some friends. It was good and it was a pretty night. I am exhausted now though so... night!

I got an awesome fortune cookie fortune from work the other day... it says, "Your potential spans the full range... in bed."

Awww yeeeah. Confucius says I'm good in bed, if ya know what I mean. *nudge nudge*

*Sigh* I am such a freak.

Nifty Honda commerical [Might take a while to load for those of you with lightening fast internet as I]. I liiiike it. The car? Not so much. But the ad is definitely cool. Thanks, Daveo.

I want to see "The Way Things Go" now. Anyone just so happen to have it?

Weekend update:

I had a good weekend. Boy came back into town and I had not seen him in over three months. It's been hard, but seeing him was definitely a good thing. Just... reminded me of how happy someone can make me =)

Yeah, shut up, I'm a cheeseball.

Anyway, prom was good. I got all dolled up for it too. [Hair? Check. Nails? Check. Dress? Check. Shoes? Check. Makeup? Check.] Lots of pretty stuff, huh? Yeah, I felt pretty for ooh... about 8 minutes. Then I wanted to take my hair down, bite those wretched nails off, rip off my dress, get rabid dogs to gnaw on my feet, and wash my face and change in to my pjs for the rest of the evening. And we didn't even go to prom until 3 hours later.

22 of us went over to Molly's for a potluck dinner (which saved us all a lot of money) and the Hillsboro theme her parents had goin' was *awesome* and people actually liked my mashed potatoes. That's what two sticks of butter can do for you....

Mmm... butter... eat... like... popsicles... Huh? What? Sorry. Prom. Right.

Um... our Escalade limo was pretty cool, and by cool I mean ghetto as hell. The lights and the cd player inside the limo would stop when the car stopped, and would turn back on again when we started driving. But hey, nothing beats those hardwood floors and the mirrors on the ceiling and the strobe lights. Ooooh, good ole strobe lights. Unfortunately, the limo made me want to throw up all over the place. DId I mention that I get carsick easily? Yeah.

The prom itself was pretty boring, as expected. We left right after Senior presentations, went back to Molly's, changed, and went bowling. I saw Amy there, hi Amy! And I bowled an incredible 65. I totally rule. (Hey, at least I didn't wear that see-through-glow-in-the-dark-shirt again. *ahem*) After than I went back to Boy's house at around 2:30 and had mad crazy monkey sex pretty much fell asleep right away. So I guess that pretty much sums everything up... nothing too spectacular, but I had a fun time nonetheless.

I had one and a half hours of sleep last night though and I'm about to drop. And for some reason, Mountain Dew tastes really good today. I'm working on my 4th can. Hurray for lowering sperm count! Wait...

Oh, Friday Five~~
1. What was the first band you saw in concert? Foo Fighters in 6th grade.

2. Who is your favorite artist/band now? Paula Abdul. She is my hero.

3. What's your favorite song? Can't Touch This.

4. If you could play any instrument, what would it be? Bass.

5. If you could meet any musical icon (past or present), who would it be and why? Vanilla Ice because he's just so damn fine.

This week is going to be such a BS week at school that it makes me angry just having to be there. I am so ready for everything to be over. I am visiting Wake Forest this coming Sunday and UGA next weekend. Hurray for college visits!

My English teacher called me a dork today in class. My English teacher. You know it's really sad when your teacher calls you a dork. I was depressed for the rest of the day.

Alright, I might have some more pictures for you later on when I get my film developed. But for now, I need to put on some pants and go to bed. Yes. It's not even 7 yet. Nighty night, folks.

Good Ari quotes:

"Wait, how is depth linear?!?"

"If I ever start a conversation with, 'Hey, if your name rhymed with macaroni...' please hit me. Hard."

"Hold on... why is it 3 = X? Wouldn't it be X = 3?"

"I cut my hair today and I shaved too. I think i just lost 100 pounds."

I got my nails done today. Well, not necessarily done... more like... my nails were raped. The chick who did them brutally slaughtered my cuticles and made them bleed. It hurt.

They're kinda long and I'm definitely having trouble typing as we speak. Oh, and I feel like such a slut. ^_^

What? You want me to have a threesome with you?

Please. Woo me with your charming ways.

So I'm really supposed to be working on this English paper that is due next Monday (and I love my teacher for making it due the Monday after prom weekend) but I decided to waste some more time. Sound good? Okay.

While I'm at it, someone tell me where I should go to college, cause apparently I can't make up my mind. UGA, Wake Forest, or UT Austin? Come on! Tell me where I will be spending my life for the next 4 years!

Good quote:

"You know the world is going crazy when the best rapper is a white guy, the best golfer is a black guy, the tallest guy in the NBA is Chinese, the Swiss hold America's Cup, France is accusing the U.S. of arrogance, Germany doesn't want to go to war, and the three most powerful men in America are named 'Bush', 'Dick', and 'Colon'."

[Thanks, Siv]

Has anyone seen that new Toys'R'Us commercial with the massive amount of singing bunnies? It's fucking scary. I am going to have nightmares now.

I don't wanna be a Toys'R'Us kid anymore...

Serendipity2353: I love Tammy, b/c she's the bestest. :-)

There you have it, folks.

No school today. And I'm up early! For me, anyway.

Friday Five, before I forget.
1. How many houses/apartments have you lived in throughout your life? 3 houses, 2 apartments.

2. Which was your favorite and why? Either the apartment we live in now or the house before. I like my apartment because it's small and cozy and I really like being in my room. I liked our old house because it was big and we had a fun movie room, and playing hide-and-go-seek was awesome.

3. Do you find moving house more exciting or stressful? Why? Depends. When we moved to our big house, it was exciting because we got new furniture and stuff for the house, and that's always fun. But having to move to the apartment was a real pain in the ass.

4. What's more important, location or price? Umm... I would say price, but a good location wouldn't hurt either.

5. What features does your dream house have (pool, spa bath, big yard, etc.)? It'd be a small cozy house. Maybe one made with stones - those are pretty. I'd want a big bathroom with a big bath tub that has jets. Mmm... those are so nice. Oh oh, and I want a swimming pool in the back with a little waterfall. Small house, BIG swimming pool. The house may also need a fence because I want puppies. And they need a place to run around and take dumps and stuff. Yeah? Okay.

Me: I'm moving back to Taiwan after summer. My visa is about to run out. I will be an illegal alien
Friend: So Tammy, where are you going to college again?
Me: I don't know yet. Probably either Wake Forest or UGA.
Friend: So I take it you're not moving back...
Me: ...Well I am since obviously Wake Forest and UGA are in Taiwan. I mean, UGA stands for.... University for... Great... Asians.

Hahaha I'm a loser.

And no. As much as you all want me out of your country, I'm not going anywhere. MUAHAHAHAHA.

Tammy is a Gravel-Eating Giant Monkey ...with a Battle Rating of 7.3 To see if your Food-Eating Battle Monkey can defeat Tammy, enter your name:

Thanks, Ben. Oh, and I totally beat you.

So prom (or as Molly would like to say it... Priz-om) is coming up in about a week and a half. I guess you could say I'm excited... but at the same time, I'm not. Prom is too expensive and overrated. Plus, this would be the 4th year in a row that I'd be going, so I'm kinda sick of the whole process. But! This year, I'm going with all of my best friends and I get to see a certain someone and hopefully we will all have a good time and everything will be worth it. Plus, I have a pretty dress. (Thanks, Lauren)

31 school days until graduation! Woo woo.

We were learning about existentialism in Euro History last week and I think that's the philosophy that I'm falling under as we speak. The whole idea of it is that everything you do is meaningless, but you keep on doing it because it's there to do. That's exactly how I've been feeling recently... school's a pain in the ass. I'm tired of taking these wretched classes that I know I'll never use in the future, but I still have to do all the work just because... I guess I have to? I don't know. Maybe this is just a bad case of senioritis. Mmm. I heart school.

My skin is all dried out. I feel like a crocodile. Grr...

I found my phone! I lost it over the weekend cause I tend to misplace stuff a lot, and since I had it on vibrate, I couldn't hear it if it rang. So this afternoon I called it about 23 times and tried to be very very quite so maybe I could hear it vibrate. And I could have sworn I heard it, but I thought that I was going crazy. But apparently I wasn't because I found it underneath my desk. I had kicked it under there some how because I am awesome.

Anyway, that's all for now. I love you all.

HAHA Just kidding! April Fools!

No, really. I do.

From Molly:

Serendipity2353: I saw Marky tomorrow.
Serendipity2353: I mean, yesterday.

Oh Carla, how much I love you.