Senior Days

I am so tired. It is so hard for me to stay awake during class. I have the worse habit of falling asleep during eighth period. It is not that my teacher is really boring- he is actually really fun- Physics with L- but it happens to be that I get really tired, his classroom is particually hot, and I am a senior. So I fall asleep (in the front row) and have a hard time catching up. I have to admit though that it is really easy to fall asleep when a certain someone asks stupid questions- tripping over words, mixing up equations, and not making any sense to any one in the class including the teacher. Anyway--- I fell asleep in physics today, and tried to make it look like I didn't. I tried to wake myself up slapping my face, propping my eyes open, and basically trying everything that could keep me awake short of throwing a bucket of ice water over my head. But, guess what happened again- I fell asleep. I can't help it. I am just glad that my teacher records the class lectures. So I woke up about five minutes later and realized that it wouldn't be possible to stay awake, so I gave up and fell back asleep. I slept right infront of the teache rand it didn't matter, I just wanted to sleep.

Really random comment (but ironically relevent): I have a button that says "Stay tuned- I might say something interesting at any moment." Ironic- right? By the way shout out to Zanzibar George, Stellatus Sidera, Nanny, and the Cannaday Family. I miss those of you who I don't see often and am so excited about tonight with my others.


The homecoming game is tonight and I know it is going to shock everyone who knows me, but I don't have a date. Okay, so maybe it isn't a shock, but it would be nice to have a date. Anyway--- I probably would do something stupid and make a fool of myself. Isn't that the eternal parodox of dating: Girls wish and wish for a date, so that they can go somewhere with their date, and then when they get the date, they are stuck with it. The girl finds out how strangling the date is and immediatley wants to go back and hang out with her friends. The girl can't talk to her date like she talks to her friends, she is nervous how she acts, and spends an extra hour and a half making sure that every 'impurity' (that really isn't there) is covered up. Of course, I wouldn't know though because I have never been taken on a real date. I have gone places with guys and I definently have flirted with them, but none have ever stuck. I just havn't found 'the guy'. Really sad, I know, but I enjoy my life. There is very little drama and I believe that my relationship with my mother is so good because of that. My best friends move just as slow as I do, and I appreciate that, but it would be nice to not be rejected by a guy- for once for a guy to get it into his head that I am flirting with him. Oh well, that is my rambling rant for one time.

Went to the football game and am back. (Yes, I have been writing this post over the period of the whole day- for those of you who are confuse.) Shout out to my 5th grade buddy K. Great girl! We had a blast. We barely watched the game and walked around and talked the whole time. I never knew that hanging out with someone who is just a little less then half my age could be so much fun. She is a brave, funny, and welcoming little girl. I had so much fun K.

The short version:
- I fall asleep during Physics
- Shout outs
- Homecoming game with K
- I'm dateless... still

Home Alone (not really)

So my parents are gone and they left me in the house, alone, so I thought that I would have a party!!!... Just kidding- I am actually staying with some friends-- and having A BLAST! (And even though I am not having a raving party, I am having a blast.) It is like having three sisters. It is almost a sorority, but unfortunately it is a sorority minus the fraternity boys. No there are no happy boys waiting at my door, but I am still having a blast. (How many times can I say blast in one blog- read on and find out.) I love having three sisters and the family is so welcoming.
The only down fall to living with this family is that I now have to take Juice Plus. It is a pill that pack a billion veggies in one capsule and then a billion fruits in another capsule. If anyone ever offers you Juice Plus, run away. Run away as fast as you can. Juice Plus, although very healthy, has made me so sick to my stomach the past few days. Ugh. I feel nauseated every time I take it. The worst part is that I have to take two in the morning before I go to school so I am nauseated for the first three periods of the day, so until I can get something in my stomach (i.e. food) I feel sick. Run away from Juice Plus and never take it- trust me.
Anyway- school has been hard. I have gotten less then 6 hours of sleep every night, and am having trouble, once again with staying awake during my classes. At least I have tomorrow off from school. I can't wait to sleep in. Whenever holidays come around the corner that is the only thing I can think of- how much sleep I can catch up on. Yeah! More then four hours. LOL.
Theater has been going well. Yesterday we got through an the huge fight sceen without stopping. Yeah!!!

The short version:
-Parents out of town
-Taking Juice Plus- ugh
-School and Theater
-And the total count for the number of times I said blast is... drum roll please... three! Okay, so not very impressive, but you know how it goes, some times the gags don't always work out.

Today at School

So my life pretty much revolves around school, the theater, and softball. Right now I am in a play and there is a lot of stage combat. I feel horrible because really it is me hitting (yes, literally hitting and slapping) the guy playing opposite me. Today was the first day we really started actually putting force behind our smaks and jabs. This guy (I will call him "J" for now), J, happens to be really tall, and well I am not as blessed as he is in the height catagory, so I have to kind of reach, to actually get to his face to slap him. Well the first time we attempted the real slap I actually over calcuated how far I should reach to get to his face and ended up slapping him in the ear and nose (don't worry I also got his cheek too.) He let me know (via the teacher) that he had ringing in his ears because of the slap! I felt horrible! How am I supposed to slap him again after I inflicted long term pain on him...
Well, today we decided to do the same sceen and low a behold- I had to slap him again.
SLAP! (the rest of the cast on stage all "OOOOHHHH"ed in unison, as the pop of the slap echoed across the theater), then to my surprise J (don't worry this is actually in the skript and yes, I will be doing it on opening night) grabbed me by the wrist, yanked me over to him, and started to slap me on the butt (I don't know what Cole Porter was thinking when he wrote that a woman gets SPANKED ON STAGE by a man infront of an audience.) I was so embarresed. I didn't even get to take the anger I got from that scene and lead it into the next scene where I scream my head off and let out all my anger on him. Oh my goodness, I don't think I have ever been hit harder- at least by a guy. After that I went and slowly sat down in a chair to try and regain my dignity. And to think that, that wasn't enough revinge on my slaps J also tackles me to the ground and pins me- with his knee IN MY BACK! What in the world! For some reason I am tortured this season. Oh well, the show must go on- as long as J and I can have ice packs.

My First Time

Hey guys- I started getting some e-mails from friends inviting me to come read their blogs and after reading through the entire body of two of them, I decided that this is something I wanted to do. I used to write in journals and used to keep an electronic journal but now I think that there is no better way for me to post my thoughts then in an online blog. Plus- I will be able to keep up with friends far an near. Don't be nervous to post- I am always happy to hear from everyone and want nothing more then to know what you think of my post, what is going on in in your life, and how I can help. This can be a kind of "Dear Abby" column, if you will. I love to help people who find themselves in sticky situations and although I don't have an answer for every problem sometimes the solution to the problem is just thinking through it. (Very corney and cliche- I know- Just go along with it.) I don't want this to be souly a "Dear Abby" or in this case "Dear Tru" page, I want to keep an online diary, and keep a record of what is going on in my life. I hope everyone enjoys it.