CAT came back... Cause it was the Cats Meow.

Thursday. paraphrasing: MAdrigals, sucky feelings, labels, and no venting.

After school Haley said my life should be a movie. HAH. Movies are supposed to be happy arn't they? and intruiging. And funily titled. MCKENNA'S LIFE. sounds like fun... Anyways, I started to vent and then stopped myself. Holding it in is better for me, I just every once-in-a-while need to spill a bit so that It doesn't all come crashing down. If everyone who knows me well got toghether, you'd be amazed at what you'd find if you put all your knowlege today.

Labels. Well somebody *cough*Aj*cough* basically said I was a fantasy freak and that I read way to many books for my own good. Then Nick procedded to ask for lead by saying "McKenna, dragons are real. Can I have a piece of lead?" like that would make me give him a piece? Is this really how I'm viewed? Well here's a fun fact I bet you didn't know. My favorite book is The Wish House by Celia Reece (speeled wrong?) Its a relistic fiction book. Loved the pure vulnerablility of it. Great writing style. A little graphic? ANyways, I love it.

Now I've vented. SEE ANNA I VENTED.

Ok, now I continue on to the Graduation dress mascarade. So, I was origianally going to just wear the dress from the wedding to graduation figuring "what the hell. It fits and it's nice. and it would save mom money and a trip to a store. So there! I'll just wear that. I'll look like a cow, escuse me sow no matter what I get. And anna better not forget my jewelery, being a nice big loud jeweled cow bell." Then haley opened my eyes to the fact that the dress was infact to dressy. So now I have to find another dress. And mom has to pay for a new dress. And I feel bad about it. And I will laugh when I end up wearing some 60's skirt with a Poodle that mom and I have discovered in the depths of the old dresses. LOL. not really. I have SOME pride.

I MISSED LIFE!!!!

Lil' Abner is over!!! therefor no more agonizing hours of practice. MY LIFE IS BACK. just in time for exams. Wahooo...

Comments on the last post? Well, I had to vent. Sorry. I'm just having trouble with my stepdad at home life. And how he treats me. ANd mom. And I just want to clear it up that I and My mom love him, we just miss hte old him. THere is more behind this story that only a few of you know. I'll keep it that way.

In my private life I don't want to discuss whats been aching me and biting at me lately. Most of you know I have trouble opening up to people. Its just how I am. No offence to anyone who I don't spill my guts to. ANd to those who think I spill my guts, thats only half of a half of it. Yes, thats 1/4th. I'll tell you one thing and thats it. My dad missed his flight out here bcause of an accident on the highway. It slowed traffic down. THerefor he could not see Lil' Abner, causing him to miss the first show he WOULD have seen me in. ITs a touchy subject that makes me sad. Just be careful. Eggshells people. Eggshells.

Lo and Maya. I love ya both. I love almost everyone though so let me rephrase. I don't hate either of you. :) Rumors can get blown out of proportion and things not ment to be mean can be. Sarcasim becomes realisim, Truth becomes Tainted, and Thin Air becomes heavy liquid. Truth isn't supposed to be like taffy, streachable. Have the time it doesn't even streatch to far. But the truth is these days things get blown out of proportion. So Maya, my heart goes out to you. Accusations about you have been false. Lauren, through no fault of your own Maya got on the whisp of the wind something bad about her. She realises that your not her BFF, but she thought that you hated her, which hurts anyone, getting her to act in an accusing and stone set way. Not saying either of you have to apologise, just clearing up messess here.

Since I haven't posted for about a week and I'm to lazy to post everything I'll do bullet post highlits of my past week.
~ Playing "Sloop John B." on Josh's guitar
~ Finding out I'm not the only one who composes songs on instruments.
~ Play being over!
~ Taking a nap.
~ Wearing baggy black clothes today because my nails looked nice (so I had to look bad.)
~ No HW weekend.
~ Almost finding sleep (sleep, what is it? It's a lost concept to me)
~ HITTING THE HIGH NOTES IN "DEARLY BELOVED" (thats out of my range...)
~ Diana and I are doing a quartet for quaduation (so is Josh and Jordyn. Happy bout josh, Jordyn is quite the contrary. I'll probably now have to hear him yack in my ear now at every practice. Why am I his constant victim?)
~ Discovering I'm sick of love and that I'm just going ot live my life. Crush free. I'm sick of stepping on glass to find that what I thought was something that could mend my heart wasn't a needle and thread, but empty space, or a knife.
~ Writting my own and others great thesis's
~ I'd go on, but I think I'll stop.


NOW POST YOU WEOIRUISHUMPS.

Later post:
I <3 you too nina! AND ITS MR COHEN'S FAULT!!! YELL AT HIM!!! :D

Mozahs/Istae Mater's Day And Monday

Maama's Day: Joe is a jerk. B4 I shatter his perfect image, I will stop myself. But he is a Dickhead and Asshole If I ever knew one. But Mom loves him, or at least what he usud to be, and so I will to. He's just doing, wait no, nevermind. Sorry if I'm being cryptic here, but I said I was NOT going to rant about Joe. So just cross out everything I've said up to here.

For Mothers day, I couldn't get anything for her, because I didn't have anyone to take me out to get a gift, or any source of revenue to speak of. So I made her a Computor treasure hunt. I gave her a list of clues to follow through a bunch of folders until she finally came to a document, which had the lyrics of "You are hte sunshine of my life" and 2 of my poems. She welled up with tears and gave me a huge hug. I forgot to mention that the usb that the treasure hunt was on and the note telling the instructions was inside a Music BOX that played you are the sunshine of my life when she opened it. I kept it of course, cause It was one of mine. It just was a cute thing to put it in.
And I also talked to a bunch of friends. I give kuudoo's to Josh, Nina, and Maya for being there for me, and Diana toooooo.

Today.
School was normal. Not to much hw, so I's happy. There was basically no one at play practice, so we ran through act one. Diana and I are sick or we have alergys or our feminine problems are making us feel bad. And neither of us are eating because we're not hungy. And we're tired out from lack of time to do hw. You ask when we have freetime? WHile we take our ZzZz. Uch. Plays next week, and you know you want to come and support it, right? The 24th and 25th at 8:00 (thursday and Friday) Post if you can/will come!!! And yeah. Thats my non existant life. But I'da crashed and burned without you guys as my faithful companions!!!

I'm litterally smoking.

3:00ish draft saved
I got up and promptly had a fight with my mom because I had cleaned my room instead of tacking the dog out. After \I cleaned the dishwasher we snuggled and watched cooking/remodeling shows for a while, and were no longer mad at each other, even though we didn't ever say sorry or anything. Then we proceeded to go into the sauna and the hot tub naked. TMI? Well, Carpe Diem. This is my mom's futile effort to help me get flawless skin that doesn't have the achne and rashes etc. I laugh at her pining efforts.
When I got out of the sauna, I literally was smoking or steaming or something. Funny eh?
I completely forgot to tell you about Maya on the last post. So Maya, I'm here for you. I'm sorry that your heart is already being wrenched out by a guy. quote of the day. "Maya, in high school, your gonna break so many hearts." Maya replied "I gotta fix my broken one first."
I have the house all to myself tonight. Parents have a work function. Yeah boys, you can climb up to my balcony cause I'm to lazy to lock the door on my veranda out side my room. Its a complex lock that involves turning knobs and lifting door handles. Lmao.

Later installment: 6:18
Shorbet, TV, Boredom, Carrot cake, Carrots, letter writing, script studying, Pizza, and loneliness. and chatting with grandma. And worrying about grandpa. and I need a hug.

PWETTY EYES!

yesterday was pretty, well fine. Uneventful. Cept grandpa's back in the hospital. Today was pretty norm to. I bet it was a senior who pulled the fire alarm. A I want to remeber this moment. I start ballroom dnacing on monday in wellness!! :D I'm going to laugh at some of the boys as they ATTEMPT to dance. There are some things in gym that I'm good at. I think ballroom will be one. Anyway, I'm too lazy to post more. I'm going to the dance, so see you all there (If your not there, your a square!).

Oh, and did anyone ever notice how GEORGEOUS Josh's eyes are? (I don't care if you read this, but don't get any ideas.) Seriously. I just noticed while waiting for the frissbee in Gym that he has these blue eyes that just melt you, there so stunning. Were they always that color?

LAter post: 10:53

Hey boys hey boys, whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do when I try to dance with you?

Dance was fun. I wore my tight embroidered jeans, but I ran out of time and couldnt finish the second butterfly on the right back pocket. Did it look ok? Anyway, had a ball, danced with a few guys. Kuddos to Kevin who noticed me alone, and nice dramatic touch "MCKENNA, WHERE ARE YOU? HAS ANYONE SEEN MCKENNA?" when I was standing right in front of you. I also want to thank Josh, Xander, Devite, Chris, and Carolyn for dancing with me. :) and Jordyn, I only asked you to dance cause you looked lonly standing in the middle of the dance floor all by yourself during a slow song looking smug! and you said no, so I went to colin who looked like he needed to dance or do SOMETHING, and he said no, and then I went and sat in the corner next to anna, figuring my hour of glory was over. Fast dances were fun to. I found myself Laughing and Dancing and Working and shaking my Ass and Hips off
does that make me sluttish?
Anyway, I had fun, and my top made my eyes stand out more. yes people they are GREEN, and no, theyr'e not colored contacts. :)
And Joe picked/dropped Me off in the Porshe. Wasn't sure what do do with the attention. *blushes.* It was funny to watch two of the 7th grade boys run out at the begining of the dance to just watch the porshe drive off. :-/

Comments are welcome. Adieu and Goodnight everyone. Sweet dreams. And take some time to read my poetry! (my other blog)

the McKeister (also known as shee who has an ass and hips!!! LMAO)

SIRRYYYYYY

Sorry about last post. Depressing. So, uh, yeah.

5/7/07
Mr. Wonderful and His other half came over for Mom's big buisness meeting thingy. His real name is Mr. Porter, and he rePORTS (haha) to my mom for work. I just have liked him since I was little, and both mom and I agree he is the only MAN on htis earth. Hes macho and all that, but hes kind and sweet, and doesn't groan when he has to help with the dishes. He even watches American Idol (not my thing, but I'm just throwing out examples.) But what makes him truly great is that Hes kind and considerate, thinking about others, and he REMEMBERS things. Like my birthday! Joe can't remember my birthdate or year even though hes been reminded for 3 years now, and he heard the date many times because of the wedding, and its his annaversary now. (Hes getting better though! :-/)

5/8/07
Mom had her big buisness thingy. And Iwent to school. Whoopedydoodles. Play practice was, well, lets not go there.

5/9/07 TODAY. and ditto to the previous comment, minus the mom buisness thinger. So my alarm DIDN'T work this smorning, and yes I checked. It had been on. I usually get up at 6. Well, at 6:45 mom shakes me and says, "McKenna, you're alarm didn't wake you up. or something." "What time is it?" she states groggoly, still waiting for her buzzer to go off an hour or so later. "6:45." She leaps out of bed, and says "oh SHHHHHHHIIIOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUTTTTT." she then procedes to scramble around her room to get her things together as her mom says "Your leaving with Joe in 15 Minutes." - end narration. Then I bassically took 3 minutes in the bathroom. (that was NOT fun.) I grabbed a scrunchi and a headband on the way out of the bathroom, and I did a kooky bun, as you saw today. It takes about 10 seconds to do. Then I rummaged and blindly grabbed something to wear, and while throwing my nightgown off and my bra and underwear on I proccedded to hop over my sprawled school stuff on the floor to go over and find a pair of earings that would tie together my "put together in the dark" ensamble. I got downstairs at about 6:52 and took Luna out. I than ran faster than I do at the end of the mile up my steps and packed up my bag in 30 seconds, a new record for me. I was downstairs at 7:04 and I didn't eat b-fast. Hence the Kilachies and my carnivorous eating habits in latin. I WAS STARVING. So excuse my non ladylike habits when I'm hungry. other than that, day = uneventful.

Wait, I'm wrong. It was raining so beautifully. Every drop made its own symphony as it splattered against the ground, its own three D masterpiece as it creciendoed in height, like dancers on those ribbon ropes, minus the actuall rope. So I went to go outside into the rain, and guess what. It stoped exactly as I walked outside. SO DEPRESSING. I was planning to spin in it, and let the rain wash away my own tears, and help me find my inner self, my inner calm, my inner happiness. Didn't work out. BUT DIANA GOT TO ENJOY THE RAIN. Just like the scene in the notebook! so romantic. :p. not even sure if it happened THAT way or not. Just know that Diana had fun in the rain. :) I <3 you diana! and all the wonderful promiscuous, scandalous, and filuptious things you do! We're in this together, well not litterally, but metephorically. And no, don't even think that your that. I WON'T ALLOW IT!!!

fucking bloody hell.

Basically, everything is just "peachy." this is sarcasm.

but before I pull you down into my dark dank pit of depression, let me show you the good things. I'm going to a great school, with great friends. I have a great family, even though Joe can be, well, Joe, and I am not abused or anything of the like.

Maya came over for a last minute sleepover literally. It was 10 minutes b4 my parents left. so it was fun. For a while we tramped though a stream that was really muddy, but clay mud, and it was fun. Then we went in the hot tub, watched a movie, and went to bed, eating waffles in the morning. Maya helped me feel loads better. I <3 Maya.

I edited my blogspot to look more cheery. And Bubbly. So basically, I'm growing out of my Fantasy stage. Yes I'm still the same person, yes I still read fantasy and fiction books, yes I still have my morbid, cynical, dark, kiniving, miscevious, and much more streak, but at least I won't depress YOU as much. Arn't you proud of me Josh?

Now if you don't want to be dragged into my depressing pit, do not read the rest of this post. Actually, I would advise you not to read the rest, for I'm venting. and well, I don't necessarily want you to hear this.

Uncle Tommer died. He was a close friend of the family. I hardly new him. He lost his father a little while ago, and he has been bad since. He was one of the best men on earth, he thought of everyone else before himself, he was gentle, and when he got mad he never yelled. He committed suicide. He had written out a will stating everything he wanted to give away with specific meanings down to the last vase. He was supposed to be evicted a few days later, so he figured someone would find him. he put a note on the bathroom door basically saying that "I killed myself, don't come in here, just call the police." He first tried to hang himself, but the rope broke, so then he drank cleaning fluid. I also miss Uncle Ed who previously died of cancer, because I wanted to know him better, and I didn't get a chance to. My grandpa wasn't supposed to live this long (he also has cancer) but now hes having a bad response to Kemo, and It seems we might go out to Wisconsin on the weekend after Memorial day to see him, just in case. Also mom's friend Spencer was just diagnosed with a cancer that is rare, and without any hope of survival called pancreatic cancer. But Joe doesn't want to let her go down to see him, because he thinks that shes cheating on him. Which she is not. He doesn't trust her, and isn't there for her right now when she needs him. Tom was here best friend. and while she cries, he just stands there. And she can't even go to Tom's funeral, becasue her biggest work function is going on right now, and she can't get out of it without it costing her job. I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE. I may delete this later. I just am, sobbing. YES I'M CRYING. and I don't know what to do... And the play is foreboding, and my Tequila Mocking Bird flew out of my cubby so I can't do the reading this weekend, but what else is new? Also I'm scared to death that I'm going to forget my lines for little abner, even though I know them like the back of my hand, but thats the least of my problems. damn I need a hug. Anybody have a cyber tissue?

does no one ever comment?

common guys, I would appreciate it if you'd comment. At least go to the poetry page. Is it that much to ask for? Sorry, in a bitchy mood cause of, I'm not going into it. Maybs I'll tell you at school if you ask, but otherwise, its hard for me to say it, ok? SO GET OFF MY BACK. I don't care if I'm being cryptic, its just personal. thank you and have a nice day.

Oh, and Josh. STOP THINKING ABOUT IT!!!

Oh boy. Reality is back.

So, on the 28th, I became really disappointed in Jordyn. We didn't have Drama because Mr. Early had to take sick leave, so we had choir. But Jordyn didn't WANT to go to choir. So he told a series of people we had work session, so him skipping class didn't look suspicious, because for all Mr. Cohen knew, It had been a Work Session. Want to know how I know this? Because he picked me to be the first person to tell his grand scheme, and he tried to get me to share in it. I'M SORRY but I don't lie to people. I told him that I wouldn't respect it if he skipped by himself, but dragging others down with him to hide his own Lack-of-enthusiasm for Choir was abominable and that he had sunk to an ultimate low. He doesn't care about others, just as long as it suits him fine. So for those of you who fell for the folly, I'm sorry.

This Weekend I have TON-O-HOMEWORK. But My Favorite Cousin Deanna and my Aunt Denise are over, so its been fun. Deanna and I pulled out crazy clock (a game quite like mouse trap) and we couldn't put it together for the life of us. We took 15 minutes banging together two pieces until we realized that one of them was upside-down. It was sad. When we finally finished not one of the sequences worked. We felt very dumb, and we thought there should be a disclaimer on the box reading "only smart people and children can play this game." Its a game for 3 and up. How sad is that? And then we went downstairs and tried playing twister moves, like twister but with dancing, and we failed miserably. Then we tried "Sweating it to the Oldies" with Richard Simons. Its one of those old VHS exercise tapes. It was funny. There was this one guy who we dubbed Jiggelo, who had these sporadic jazz hands. or should I call them spirit fingers? Anyway, I stopped the torture, and we ended up playing scene it for a while, but we went on party mode. We were to lazy to play on a board. We also went to a choir concert of my parents of the Ann Arbor Civic Chorus, and it was ok. ok, meaning ok. When we came back I worked on my homework. did everyone have this much? Reading two chapters for mockingbird, Studying for Civics, Writing a paper thingy for science, two Math Homeworks, and script studying. It took FOREVER. And we ate and watched the guardian. And we probs did more stuff together, and we talked, and ate, and I'm repeating myself, but anyway it was fun. But they have to leave tomorrow. Well, I think I'll turn in, but does anyone else in the play feel like there's this huge shadow looming over your shoulder of how your going to balance play practice every day up to the show (except the 7th) and how are we going to balance our homework, and be ready to do the play by the 25th? we've only got 4 weeks left. AIEIEIAIAIEAIEIAEIEAEIIE!!! HELPME!!!

~Sorrow - drowning in perpetual tears (kidding, more like looming shadows) :p

The 26. oh boy. (no emphasis)

today, was, today. Floor hockey was fun. My favorite thing is when by mistake I made jordyn wipe out on the floor. oops. No latin, so YAY. Latin tommorw with quizilidink, so BOOOO. uhm, typical day.
Play practice = felt like a freak. Everyone was looking at me like they were dissapointed in me because I didn't know ALL my lyrics by heart. I just CAN'T DO IT. GALL DARN IT WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!?!? Am I really that much of a dunce? I'm more of a dunce than J T Cornpone!!!

Oh, and Caroline Million is going to feed her daughter to the crows, because they like fat meat.

~Sorrow

4/25/07

Quote of the day provided by Jessica

"If you touch me I will cut off your balls and then fry them, proceeding to feed them to my hamster."

Lauren replied "Your hampster would starve."

This was during our latin party. FUNFUN NO BODY WANTED MY PASTREIS THOUGH!!! oh well., Actually Nina and Mr Allen liked my Crab/Shrimp pastries, so actually a sombody did what my pastries. (I'm refering to Nina, Mr allen is a nobody. :P ) Other than that pretty univentful. So yeah.

Late at night I made a mistake. Well no, it was more of a "Miss comunication." Basically I wasn't a close enough friend with somebody, so they didn't understand I hate it if I would say something like "I suck" and they would reply "NO YOU DONT". I hate getting pity. If I say something like that, just play with it in a anyway tone, like change the subject. But in essense they said they don't like talking to those type of people, therefor they were going to stop talking to me. Before I could explain how I am to the person, they loged off. So yeah. I was myself, and they didn't know me well enough to know that I'm not a pitysucker. (those who suck compliments and pity out of those around them.) Well, at least now YOU know that. :) and that was my day on the 25th.

~Sorrow

UCH.

I feel sucky, oh so sucky, I feel wretched and down with the plight! And I pity anyone who feels like me to-oooh-night. I've got headaches, a slight fever, my phlem's color is very obscene, for I feel weak and surpassingly green!!!! See the girl in that beed there, who could that miserable girl be, such a face, should be put to discrace, such an unhappy everything! such an unhappy everything! *sung to the tune of I feel pretty*

Yeah, basically I wasn't one of the ones who went to the couscous dinner. But I feel sick for other reasons. I've got a slight temp, my phlem is green (EWWW), my body feels achy and weak, my throught hurts, I have a slight cough and a runny nose. So I didn't come to school today. Poor me right? Can you guys tell me what was for HW and what we did in the classess, so I can catch up?

EDIT: did new question in my profile.

Random Question:
Lionesses have no manes. How do they know when they've grown up?


when the male lions with manes start pouncing on them.

Random Question:

your traped in a well with a goat and a slinkey. Describe how you will escape.

I play with the slinky while waiting for an Idea to occur to me. Then I pinch the goat so that it bleats so loud that someone hears it and rescues us. and the slinky.

Random Question:

You've been invited to a fancy ball but the only thing you have to wear is an orange wooly jumper. What shoes do you wear?

Pink rihnstone heels or Cowboy boots. Duh.

Does anyone ever comment?

DITTO!! comon guys, I only post about my life so you'll post back, please chip in and post a little. thanx.

NY and fully updated up to date.

So after DC I proceded to ny after a 10 hour long drive I got home at 8:30-9:00. What did I miss on the bus? OH! and you guys made me happy right before I left. As I went to go, I felt like one of those football players at the bottom of a dogpile (in a good way!!!) when I said I was going, because all the girls seemed to come hug me. Well, not all of them, cause I'm not that close to them, even though I think there cool.
So got to NY. While we were there we saw Wicked. YAYAYAYA!!! funny story on the tickets. So you all probably heard about the craze in NY for tickets and how to get Tickets for Christmas well, your to late to get them already? and how they're sold out every night and its VERY HARD to get tickets? Well on monday, Dad had called up Russle, a friend of ours. He called the composer for tickets, he didn't have them. THen he called someone else, and VALLA, we litterally had the best seats in the house for wendsday. And I'm not kidding. We were center, main floor, Row D. Great story line. But of course I would like it. A green girl that doesn't fit in and ends up being WIcKED, or at least called that, when shes really not, just because she's different? And its actually the WIZARD THAT"S EVIL. Read the story if you can't see the play. well, I havn't yet so what am I saying?

Dads was fun all in all. WE had DAVID BENOIT do a jazz concert, and there was this cute drummer named Jamie... anyway, David Benoit is the man who is famous for playing the theme song for Peanuts. He is a wonderful Jazz musician. Even if you dont' like jazz you should listen to him sometime. And I got him to atograph my CD because I saw him after the show. I was TEck. Of course. A circus came then later, but they were subliminal. Fun to watch them set up. They walked on the poles that held up the curtains on the stage to get their ropes and such up. Dad and I also saw alot of movies. I mean ALOT. Flika was reasonably good.a The last Mimzy is childish, so only see it if you really love your really younger sibling. :-/ Blood and Chocolate isn't out yet, and didn't have time for Underworld Revolution. What else can I tell you about? HE and I talked. alot. He knows as much as I do about you guys. Well, not your secrets, but your backgrounds. He is my journal and my notebook. but he's even better. BEcause he gives advice back. Carla took me on a tour of downtoun. Its her backup job. Shes the one who writes movies w/ or w/o my dad... Most people in NY have backup jobes, because all in all there are about 7 people in NY who are not an actor or someone else who is on a low income. IE they need a backup job to pay the rent. I tink thats it.

I'm going to lunch with Nora and James today. And I had a fun convo with Kevin at about 11. I stayed up until Midnight. Again. I'm a nightowl. If I did clubbing, I would be great. One I can dance, two I don't fall asleep, and three I'm not an alchi or a druggy. YAY ME!!!! Luckily I definatly don't. Theough John has mentioned that when I'm older hes taking me as a babe magnet for him. For him, Babe's are guys. So yah. Fair trade off I guess.

DC

DC was cool. and fun. I spent alot of time with Rebecca. One of the highlights for me was looking at art with Diana and Jordyn. I was also really moved by the holocaust, and its not my heritage. The Iluminated Monument tour was good, but that was the night I twisted my ankle, hence steve giving me a cast thingy made out of this greenfoamtape stuff and white tape. fun. (sarcasim) Do you know how hard it is to walk in heels with a twisted ankle? George M was awful!!!!! and thats saying something from me. I'm usually a I LOVE THEM ALL type. Spy museum, was blah. I could of enjoyed it if I don't know what. It was just a blanch type of thing. and they didn't even teach you how to pick a lock with a hairclip. Just special tools that are hard to find. Its soooooo unfair. I probably can figure it out though. I jsut have to take the time. My dad came on the last day when we were in gettisburg (I was just holding a strangers hand because I just like older guys...) and it was fun. He got to meet some of you guys and see how I interact with you. Oh yeah. And he and I decided Jordyn is a basket case, because he used the empty bread bowl and put it on his head and proceded to tap me on the sholder to show me. I replied "nice job Jordyn. your the king of idiots." THen Mr. Jones proceded over to yell at him.

OHHHHHH funny joke. About ducks. Some of you may know it. If your curious, ask! ITs a little well, inapropiate, because It involves Jordyn and my dark humor. You know me, I find what is slightly challenging for you, and then I exploit it in humor. For jordyn, sexual jokes arn't challenging, hes just momentarily stunned that I can do it right back at him. :D not sure If I should be proud of my nimble wit sometimes. Having a silvertounge can get you in trouble. and silvertounge is actually a phrase, it just got used in the golden compass.

I have much more about the DC trip, but I'm toooo lazy to post it right now.

Got back from Cayman...

And I worked my ass off to catch up. While I was on the trip. and when I got back, I just followed the flow and got back on track. :-/ thats about it for that segment.

Forgot to say

B4 Cayman I was in NY with dad. I found out then that I got one of the leads in Little abner. And now I's a memberin' and recognizin' some kids in our grade and the roles they here got. No particular order.

McKenna Kring: Marryin' Samantha (sam)
Diana Rosenzweig: Daisy Mae
Jordyn Geiger: Little Abner
Max Radwin: Earthquake Magoon
Haley Schrier: Passionata Von Gothika
Jenny Pampreen: Moonbeam Mcswine

uhm, I should really update

I havn't updated in my journal either, so don't feel to deprived. I went to Cayman a long time ago, and never told you anything about it, so here is the whole kank and kaboodle, barrel of monkeys, and I'm letting the cat out of the bag.

There are VERY cute boys walking around on the beach. I had my eye on a few, but htey had gf's with them and they were never at a good angle to take pictures at. The Sunset's were amazing, and one of these days I'll make a gallery of all the pretty pictures. And yes, my mom was sneaky and got some pictures of me in a bathing suit. Because basically, thats the attire there. And at night you have to dress up for the beach parties, and yes one of the nights I wore a strapless black dress. I looked like Mortishia. Not sure if thats good or bad. I also got 2 fake tattoos while I was there. I had one between the "dimples" on my lower back (those two impressions that are extremely low on your back? yeah those) and one on my front left hip bone (tword the belly button side. It peeked out just above my bikini line). Yes, I decided where to place them, and no it isn't still there. I wasn't able to pet the stingray's again this year. To many choppy sea days :( Just if you wondering, Stingrays feel like soft sandpaper on the top, and wet mushrooms on the bottom, and no, they do not randomly pierce people through the heart. The crocodile hunter was in deep depths where the sting rays weren't used to people, and he scared the stingray. Stingray's are more gentle than my puppy, at least when she's on a good day. I've by mistake steped on at least 3 in the past years I've visited them, and nada happened. Another fun fact about them is that the female's are larger, and their mouths work like a vacume. So when you feed them, you keep your thumbs in and make a fist, the squid sticking out of the top. I did go parasailing, and was it FUNN!!!! I also went jet skiing, and that was also fun. Swimming was good, Virgin Pina Colada's and Strawberry daquaries and Strawberry and lime Daquaries and Bannana and Peach Smoothies, and Chocolate smoothies were also good. Homework was annoying but I did it all the same. Yay me.

Random Question

When you've got water stuck in your ear, how do you get it out?

Cartwheels and roundoffs.

just so you know...

I hardly ever post about my life. I'll probably just use this as a poetry gallery. :-/ So boohoo for all of you who actually care about me. You're going to have to talk to me about my life at school . Isn't it awful?

Caymans

I go off to the Caymans tommorow. :D YAYAYA So have fun at school. Its going to be an easy week of math for all of you. I did it already. I'll bring back cute pictures of the boys for all you girls, and maybe a few of me in all my scadolous Genie in a Bikini glory.

Yes Caleb, I'll wear short shorts, just for you...

The Begining.

The End. It is often the Begining to something new. At the trajic end of my Xanga, a new realm has burst. BLOGSPOT!!! I have only partly succumbed to the wills of my friends, for I have NOT gotten a Myspace.

This is a warning to all. I am morbid, cynical, and a glass-half-full type of gal. To notice the good I scrutinize the bad. I put myself down as low as possible, therefor becoming immune to people's comments. Need an Example? Kateland. Need I say more? If I snap at you, I'm sorry. But DEAL WITH IT. I go through mood swings having to deal with my life and chemicals. in my body. Not drugs. Don't even think it. Just because I like wine doesn't mean I'm an alcoholic. I just have a finer palate that can enjoy the divine ambrosia's of a larger plate of food. If you hear a rumor about me, ask me. If I'm bothering you in some way, tell me. Honesty and openness is something I treasure, and secrets and privacy is something I respect.

This will be a place for me to post my poems and only occasionally post about my life. For my life is dull, and no one would care about it. wait no, it isn't that no one would care, its NO ONE TRIES. Society may know your favorite color, or what shops you shop at, but they don't know how many siblings you have, or if a family member has died, or if your in a fight with your parents. No one really KNOWS eachother. THey just bumble, or more specifically, they dance through life. If you have an objection, please state it here. thats what I thought. You agree full heartedly. Enjoy, Hate, and love.

~Sorrow