Refreshment?

So, it seems the ridiculous changes I've wrought upon this blog now displease me. New blog time. Same account. Same me. Link on profile. (Eventually...)

Hmm, What a Day

I actually had an interest but not terrible day today. Very rare. Here it is:

First Period: Math: Didn't do anything interesting.

Second Period: Science: This was one of my more interesting classes. We did, well, science, but then my friend and I went down to take the cardboard from the cafeteria to the recycling bins. It's something our class is assigned this semester, and we rotate. This week was my turn. Luckily, as we went to do boxes today, we had lots of extra time, because we were on a wonky schedule for an assembly for Veteran's Day. So we went to the cafeteria's back door, like we usually do, to get the boxes, and when we opened the door, we saw this big honkin' cardboard box filled with cardboard, along with a cart filled with cardboard. Usually we had four people, but two girls stayed behind today, saying it was too cold. (it was flipping cold today) So we tried to load this big box onto the cart, and it weighed... well, a lot. So we got it on the cart (the lunch ladies found our attempts comical :P), and rolled our cart out into the cold. And wind. It's strange, cardboard can be so heavy, but it catches the wind so well. It was like trying to kite surf against the wind as we dragged our load around the school to the recycling bins. Once we got there, we unlocked (I don't know why those weirdos have the recycling bins locked shut when there're holes in the front that you can easily shove paper through) the lid to a bin, and hefted it open. Not so hard with help from the wind. We dumped all the cardboard in without a problem, and then proceeded to close the lid. Try to close the lid. Big, black plastic lid on a hinge, and the wind was pushing it open. We finally pushed it up enough that gravity took charge, and the lid fell closed. Almost. This time, it snagged, and wouldn't close, no matter how hard we pushed. We tried for more than fifteen minutes. At one point, my comrade got whacked on the head when she stood behind the recycling bin trying to figure out how to close it. The wind picked up, and WHAM, came down right on her head. Ouch. Eventually we just got a teacher, and figured out how to close the bin. We then took the cart back, no longer able to feel noses, ears, or fingers. The lunch ladies acknowledged our attempts and gave us cookies. :)

Still Part of Second Period: The Assembly: We headed to the assembly right from the kitchen; we had spent all the rest of class trying to close that darn thing. We took seats near the front, munching our cookies. I shan't relate in detail the assembly, because it was rather boring. Some military personnel carried in the flag, we said the pledge, a student sang the national anthem (she had an annoying whiney sort of lilt), there was lots of talking, we watched some video clips, more talking, Miss Utah sang us a song, we saw some pictures, retired the flag, and went to third period.

Third Period: Shop Class, basically: So, we've been working on a little note holder out of wood and plastic. I had my wood all sanded, drilled, and stained, and just needed to attach and bend the plastic. I took the paper off the plastic, and set it against my wood, and to my dismay, the screw holes didn't match up! I thought and thought, but the only solution was to drill another hole for my screw, which by itself is not so bad, but the classes were cut short today for the assembly. I complained until, trying to console me, my friend said, "Don't worry about it, my plastic doesn't fit either." I looked over at her plastic, then at my wood. Then at my plastic and her wood. It looked as though her plastic would fit my wood, and that my plastic would fit her wood. We must've switched, though I don't know when. Anyhow, we screwed our plastic and wood together, and set them on the plastic heaters to heat the plastic, so we could bend it. I finished, and no have a spiffy little note and pencil holder.

Fourth Period: History: Boring. Nothing to report but the usual.

Lunch: Nasty. Same as usual.

Fifth Period: Art: Same as usual. 

Sixth and Seventh Periods: English: Coolest thing today. We had a sub, and all we had to do was write about the assembly, and then we read for the rest of the time!

Bus Ride Home: Very fun. I sat at the front of the bus with my friend, and we sat on the floor, between our seats and the backs of the seats ahead. Kind of weird, there actually weren't seats in front of ours, but whoever designed the bus made seat backs in front of the front seats. (does that make sense, what I said? I doubt it) So, my friend got stuck, and almost couldn't get out. So we sat in weird positions, and joked and laughed all the way home.

Well. People Really Have Seen This Blog

Just checked the stats, and I've had a view of this blog from people all the way in Asia! I'm international, baby.

And so Struggled on Her Future Career

*Whaming head down on desk* I (wham) wish (wham) I (wham) was (wham) a (wham) better (wham) artist! (wham wham wham)

Now you will all say, "Oh, but Jen, you are a kid! You are a very good artist for your age, and will get better the more you draw," SHUT UP, YOU WEINIES!!! I am a perfectionist who is not perfect, and that's hard for me! Don't tell me to keep at it! What do you think I'm doing?! What do you think has been my focus ever since I was a two year old who discovered crayons?!? Art, dang it! Art, art, art! I'm only trying to impress people a little bit! I don't care what you think!!! (mostly) I'm just trying to impress myself, you fools! Phhhh.... (soft wham)

/end rant

Fine Time to Take a Shower

So, as I was sitting this morning feeling annoyed that I would miss third period yet again, I gathered my stuff, looked at the clock, and realized I would likely miss the bus. So I went outside, saw the bus drive by, and slowly began walking in the direction of the bus stop to make it look like I cared. I cared, but not to catch the bus; to miss it. So I slowed as the bus reached the stop, and turned around once everyone was on, and began walking home. Once I was inside, it became apparent that my mother had decided to take a shower, and could not drive me for another five minutes. So I sat at the computer and began blogging. :\

Word Barf... or Something

Wondering about the title? Strange, I know, but that's about all I'll be doing. You know how it goes. Well, a little update on my life is that school has been going for about a month now, and I'm adjusting well to school, though I'm totally bad at remembering my homework. Also, I'm sorry (but only somewhat) to inform you all that I have another crush. *exasperation* That's hormones for you. But I'm not insanely dippity or anything, thank goodness. I wish I had more to say, but it's late, and my brain is shutting down. Did you know that art students are not quiet like reality sitcoms make them out to be? It's ridiculous, the fact that my interests are in classes considered 'easy A's'? Dang it, I love art so much, but in truth, it really is an easy class, so that guarantees stupid people to sign up, thinking it can be a time to sit and chat with your friends. The worst part is that I'm allergic to idiocy. Like, someone says, "Wait, what does introvert mean?" And it just hurts me inside. I swear, I've come to close to whacking my head on a wall or a desk. In church the other day, everything was chaotic, which I am also allergic to, and, having learned from past experiences, did not ram my head into the wall repeatedly, but rammed my head into the air particles about a foot from the wall. Apparently, prolonged swinging of one's head results in dizziness, and I had to sit down, feeling still very confused. I'm afraid I must go now, and have nothing else to write anyhow.

Good Grief

I am so stressed out. Why does my town have to be the way it is??? I have a slideshow to make with a very close deadline, and no one has given me the pictures I need! What am I to do?

Girls' Camp!

Well, I've finally gone to girls' camp! Feels like we were the last stake in the town to go! We pulled handcarts two miles uphill to get to the camp, and then we set up our beds in the cabins. We sang camp songs and made up chants, and just played around. We were supposed to sing a chant for the flag ceremonies at roll call, and I ended up making two out of five of the chants, because the rest of the girls would be thinking thinking thinking about what kind of chant, and I was just making them up off the top of my head. I was kind of a backup plan. Anyhow, there was a really fun hiking trail right by our cabin that led up to a really beautiful lookout. I'll post some pics later. Nothing much else to report about camp. Keep you posted!

Dang it!

We no longer have flash, and I'm so annoyed, because everything needs flash, and now I can't play my fave games! I need flash!!!

Hyperventilating

I figured that was the opposite of breathing easy. My friend is still a jerk. Never again. Now I feel kind of lonely...

Breathing Easy

I made up with my friend. No details.

The Best Week

This week was so great. I signed up for a drama day camp, and we did Enchanted. I made so many new friends, and had so much fun swimming and dancing, and singing. But now that we've preformed our play, I'm likely to never see any of them again. :'( I just love preforming. Acting brings people closer than any other activity.

Torment

Have you ever sat in front of a large swimming pool and not been able to swim in it? That is what I am forced to do on a daily basis! It's terrible! I haven't swum all year, honestly!! (I know that swum doesn't sound like a word, but it is.) Anyhow, Suzie is pestering me, so I have to give up the phone.

And so it Begins...

I went to the orthodontist today, and got many many head-shots. (Like, photos) And the orthodontist told me that I need to get braces soon. It's just the beginning of the torment, I'm sure. Braces, braces for a long time, and then perhaps surgery. Hopefully the braces will help to cure what causes me to need surgery, and I won't need it. The orthodontist did say maybe, and in orthodontics, maybe is often a happy word. And to think, I may have straight teeth by senior prom! (that's a long time away)

Other Things That Happened Today (and Yesterday)

Well, truthfully, nothing really happened today aside from that, but I am going boating for Young Women tonight. The thing that I really want to write about is yesterday. Our grandpa took us to the art museum, and when Li'l Bro was telling Mom about it:

Sis: Where did we go today?

Li'l Bro: Swimming lessons!

Sis: And after that?

Li'l Bro: The art museum!

Mom: And what did you do there?

Li'l Bro: We didn't touch paintings!

I'm Going to be Frank With You.

COMMENT!!!!!

IT'S ALIVE!!!

I have been working on my faith project for personal progress: planting a seed in a plastic cup. And it has sprouted!!! If I had the right cord, I would take a picture of it, and post it, but I don't know how to upload pictures to the computer from my camera.

Breaking the Rules

You know how at movie theaters they always say, 'No Outside Food or Drink', and everyone always breaks that rule? That's what we were doing today. At the counter, as we were buying our tickets, KD saw some Reeces and started pestering my dad to get her some. So I took her aside and told her that we were smuggling food into the theater, and by buying the snacks they sell at the counter would defeat the purpose. She was satisfied, and no longer asked for snacks.

Quotes From Yours Falsely

Meh.

~Tim the Monkey

Caterwauling

Which is another way of saying I have sib duty today. Watching the young ones, Caterwaul and KD. (Caterwaul's birthday was yesterday) And, frustratingly, my dad keeps calling. "Did you eat lunch?" and "Are you being kind to KD?" and "Did you eat breakfast?" He calls like, once an hour. It's sweet, and annoying. I CAN COPE!

Chasing Grapes

Today I have the runs. Not bad, but I know I need to stop eating grapes. But they're SO good. So, I had some grapes for lunch, and then forced myself to eat a cheese stick. It was a nasty cheese stick.

Drip. Drip. Dripdrip. Dripdripdripdripdripdripdrip.

We just had a HUGE cloudburst! It was all sunny out, but there were big, grey clouds. ( I don't friggin' care how you spell grey/gray!) I knew it was going to rain, so I waited. I was sitting on the couch with my mp3 player, when my aunt looked out the window and stated that it was raining. This was what I was waiting for. I immediately yanked out my ear-buds and ran out the door, with Anie (one of my other aunts) on my heels. Those raindrops were the size of eyeballs. (pardon my strange comparison) Then: We danced. We danced until the rain started to let out. Then, Anie remembered the potatoes that we were Dutch-ovening. And we even saw a rainbow.

Flipping

I don't know how, but my little brother has found out what sticking up his middle finger means. So, this morning I said something that made him mad, and he flipped me off. I knew he knew what it meant, because he was angrily pointing his middle finger at me. Though he had trouble getting his finger up by itself.

Quonk

I was gonna post something funny, but I forgot. Maybe I'll remember sometime.

I Found It!

I found my totally awesome pencil that has been lost for a year! How I missed that pencil...

By the way, I fixed it so that you bloggers can now post comments!

Another by-the-way; today was field day, and it was SO fun! I played in the water, ate popcorn, played other games, and taught Bob how to play the thumb and finger game! If you know what the thumb and finger game is, (also the fork and spoon game) you will understand this. If not... don't put me in a mental asylum.
Me: Bob, this is a finger.
Bob: A what?
Friend: Jenna, this is a thumb.
Me: A finger. A what?
Bob: Oh, a finger.
Friend: A thumb.
Me: Oh, a thumb.
Bob: Friend, this is a finger.
Friend: A what?
Me: Bob, this is a thumb.
Bob: A finger. What's a thumb?
I really am sane. I really am.

Quotes From Yours Truly

Too bad we all got high.
~Me.

Nothing to Say

That is what I have. Nothing to say. Except for maybe, "School's almost out!!!" or, "Field Day is tomorrow!!!" But other than that, nothing appropriate to post on the internet.

Wet

Yesterday it rained a lot. Our sub spazzed out. I danced. In the rain. Sub didn't like it. Sub screamed. I dripped. Friend dripped. People stared. And that was my day yesterday.

If you want to laugh until you're eighty, click this link:
http://cheezburger.com/pictures-by-bobblebuddies7/lolz

Window Shopping Spree

The other day my friend and I went shopping at JC Penny. My friend was buying clothes, but I was just trying clothes on, being a fashion consultant, and being company. I tried on so many awesome clothes, I wish I wasn't just window shopping!

Another Quote From Yours Truly

Oh, I can give ya plenty of quotes!

~Me.

Quotes From Yours Truly

Everyone deserves everything they need, and a little of what they want.

~Me.

Mortifying. Simply Mortifying.

So I was walking home from school, singing to myself the way I usually do, when I hear something. So I turn around, and I see this kid. I know him kind of, because he lives in my neighborhood. He's like, in fifth grade, and he has this look on his face that says, "Um... You seem a little crazy..." Quite furious at myself, and rather mortified, I mutter "Shoot!" under my breath, and take off running. I still feel really stupid.

Hey There You Bloggers

I found a creepy video on youtube called 'Hey There Obama'. This kid is singing about our president. The kid has a really bad voice, and the song is kind of creepy. But with this new gadget, you can check it out! >>>

Ronald McDonald

Today, we had an assembly at school. Ronald McDonald came. I hate him. And get this: he was telling us to be healthy!

Oh Fudge. It Looks Kind of Like it, Anyhow...

Oh, mercy. My brother soiled himself on his way home from daycare. S made him clean it up, and he failed. Oh, how he failed...... It was all over the bathroom. In the sink, ALL over the toilet, EVERYWHERE. So S called Mom, and Mom told us to clean it up. Oh....... I'm so glad I'm finished. Poor S had to clean the toilet. the kid got it smeared on the base. Dad just called and asked if Mom was back yet. She's not, and he asked if he could talk to S. I told him she was busy. He asked with what. I told him, and he started to LAUGH. If he were there in person, I would have smacked him. I don't really care if he's my father, he deserves to be smacked for laughing like that. I swear, I almost vomited while in there. Luckily, we had plastic gloves and cloths to cover our mouths with. Mercy........ I will NEVER be a mother. NEVER.

She Told You Not to Fall off the Curb! (But it's Okay to Run Into the Fence)

Once this kid who I shall call Bob (CW in a past post (see Picasso painted the Sixteenth Chapel))  fell off the curb, so my friend makes fun of him for it. Anyhow, I was walking home from school with Bob and my friend, and before we left, my friend called out, "Don't fall off the curb, Bob!" So we started off. And it was a really cold soggy day, and Bob was reading instead of watching where he was going and he fell off the curb and stepped into a puddle, ergo, soaking his foot. I couldn't help but laugh. "M (this shall be the code name for my friend) told you not to fall off the curb!" I called to him, looking back. Then I ran into the fence. It hurt really badly, but it was hilarious. I couldn't stop laughing.

Here are some pics:

How are You Coming Along?

Today we had a substitute, and I just call her Ew because I hate her and she has 'Ew' in her name. Anyhow, today during math, she came over and told my friend and me to stop drawing and to work on math. And if there is one thing I hate about myself, it's that whenever someone tells me 'no', I practically start crying, and go into this melancholy state, where I don't feel like doing anything. So, seeing as Ew told us stop doing that, which is basically the same thing as no, I went into my depression state. Later, Ew came over and asked us how we were doing on the assignment, and if we understood. We both said yes, and Ew left. A few minutes later, the high school girl who comes and helps out in our class asked how we were coming along on our assignment. Slightly annoyed, we told her we were doing well and understood everything. A few minutes later, the mom who volunteers in our class asked how we were doing. Quite frustrated, I said, "Gosh, why can't you people stop asking me this?!?" She is a pretty good-tempered lady, and apologized for asking how I was. Then, a few minutes later, Ew came up to us and asked us how we were coming along again. This time I was really ticked off. She should have known better! She already asked us once! Quite angry, I shouted, "I'm fine! You asked me before, and I said I was fine! I'm still fine! Please leave me alone!" Apparently, Ew hadn't been yelled at before, and was not happy about it. "I am the teacher, and stopping by to see how you're doing is my job. And seeing you talking with your friend over here looks like you don't understand what I'm teaching." She sounded mad, but she hadn't raised her voice, because she didn't want to attract attention. "Well excuse me for wanting to work in peace, and for the record, I hardly talked to my friend during this assignment." I snapped. Ew doesn't seem to enjoy back-talk. "What is your name?" Her voice was sharp and demanding. Still posing a defiant face, I told her my name. She stalked off to her desk, probably to write a note to our teacher that I was being sassy. You see, I have only once been on a teacher's bad side, and even then, I wasn't far on their bad side, so this was a new experience for me. Since I've only once been on a teacher's bad side, I'm usually on their good side, and then some. So when our teacher finds this note saying I was naughty, he'll probably ship Ew off to a mental facility.

Picasso Painted the Sixteenth Chapel

I was in math, and CW was passing out papers for our assignment, but he didn't pass any to the guys on my table, because he doesn't really like them at all. One boy protested. "Hey, dork, you forgot to pass me a paper!" "Sheesh," CW said passing him a paper. "Ya, took you long enough!" The boy said. "As long as it took Picasso to paint the Sixteenth Chapel!" He laughed at his own joke. Now, Picasso didn't paint the Sixteenth Chapel, nor was it called the Sixteenth Chapel. If you're an idiot, I'll tell you: Michelangelo painted the Sistine Chapel, but I decided to keep this information to myself, lest he think I'm a nerd.

Also, today our class had a foam cube fight. It started when my teacher was throwing the little cubes at people who were talking, and then someone threw a cube back, and then it was mayhem. But it was fun mayhem. 

Oh Fudge.

That is my new phrase. Whether I'm surprised, mad, or frustrated, I'll say fudge. I really don't know why. I just do. Anyhow, I am getting obsessed with Owl City. I listen to it EVERY DAY. Currently, my fave song is Rainbow Veins. Also, I'm going through Warriors withdrawals. I finished the first series, and my friend is still reading it, so I promised her that I wouldn't start New Prophesy until she finished the series. I'm getting desperate. But if I continue reading, I'll get further ahead of her that I already am, and I am getting sick of discussing the books in a series of blanks. Example:
Friend: Oh, my gosh, this is so intense!!!
Me: What part are you at?

SPOILER ALERT FOR THOSE READING THE FIRST SERIES AND HAVEN'T GOTTEN PAST THE FOURTH BOOK

Friend: There was a fire and a tree fell, and Yellowfang and Halftail are trapped in camp!!!
Me: Oh! :( Then blank blank blank blank blank blank blank happens! It was so sad!
Friend: ???

Ya... it's tough.

Dippity Chicken Dead

I no longer have a crush on anyone, so Dippity Chicken Diaries is over as fast as it began.

It was because of what happened this morning. It was math, and we have math rotations, so our classes jumble a bit, and there were two people and one desk left. One of the two people left was ex-♥, and neither of the two people left sat by me!!! Why?!?! I would be hurt if anyone did that, but him? I was left feeling like a hole, but I'm over it. And by the way, it is SO refreshing not having a crush on anyone. Freedom.

Stupidity Comes in Many Forms

Today at lunch, my friend SV was pushing me around in the general direction of ♥. To this I willingly moved my feet as she guided me and followed ♥ around the field. I think we really freaked him out.

BTW: I am working on a Dippity Chicken Diaries comic, and it should be done soon.

Best Game Ever

Here is a cute and pointless game. All your friends will be baffled when they here you shout, "GO, DUCKY!!! COME ON, DUCKY DUCK!!!"

http://www.onemorelevel.com/game/duck_life

In the Beggining...

Well, here's my first post on my new blog. This is a blog where I write about the stupid things I've done involving the dude I have a crush on. Let's call him ♥.