Catching Up

Heyy everyone. Sorry I didn't post anything yesterday. I was totally going to, but then Dad kicked me off the computer and I went downstairs to talk to Laura and then watch 'Fashionably Late'. I fell asleep halfway through it and slept for fourteen hours. I'm glad I did, though. I feel like I've made up for the five hours a night of sleep I got all week. So here's a superblog (another new word. I should start making a list.) for you.

Yesterday = amazing.

I spent all of Biology going over some practice Gateway test and then texting Mom. I had to ask her if the word 'blastula' sounded dirty to her. (My spell checker is telling me that 'blastula' isn't a word, but it is. It was in my Biology book and everything.) Other than that it was boring. My teacher tried to stress the importance of the Gateway exam, because apparently knowing you have to pass it to get out of high school isn't enough incentive to show up. I'm not too worried, though. Even if I get a zero on the test I'll have an eighty one in the class, which is passing. I won't get a zero, though. I'm too nerdy for that.

History was stressful. It started with turning in my paper, that I was extremely proud of, and then getting back the rough draft that my teacher had been nice enough to look over for me -which I had forgotten to pick up Thursday afternoon- with mistakes pointed out all over it. Then we got our grade sheets for the unit we had just finished, and my grade was like a 'D' because she had never given me my makeup work from when I was sick a few weeks ago. That was more fun than, well, dying. After that we discussed Napoleon's height and debated the self esteem issues of Pepin the Short. We concluded that his self esteem couldn't possibly be as bad as Charles the Bald's.

Algebra was hilarious. It started with Kayla spilling Dr. Pepper all over the floor and ended with me and Kayla seeing beavers and Emmett Cullen in our suckers. In between we tried to keep straight faces while Half Baked acted like the ex-hippie she is. I'm SO glad that Kayla and I have that class together, she is SOOOOO much fun! We have Honors English and Art together next semester. I totally pity our teachers..

Lunch was awesomely awesome. Kayla sat with Eric, Ben, Shaine and me and we planned our road trip. Kayla has been planning to go on a road trip since before I met her, and when we found out that Forks is a real place I invited myself to go with her as long as we make a stop there. So now our list of stops we must make includes Forks, Canada, and some other places that I forgot. Anyhow, we've decided that after we graduate on almost the last day of school (this will be in 2011) of our senior year, we're going to run through the hallways of the school in bikinis and then run out the doors to our hippie van in which Eric will be waiting to drive us away from Karns and on to the rest of our lives. Well, we'll probably stop at Sonic first, but after that we will head onward to Forks and the rest of our lives. We also decided that we're all going to go to Mardi Gras on Spring Break our senior year. I'm thinking that our Senior year will be awesome, that is, if Half Baked doesn't kill us first.

Gym was boring. Coach Creepy has an odd obsession with randomly saying my name. It really ticks me off. He'll randomly be like, "Helen Rose." Except he says it weird like, "Helen Rooooooose." You know, like, "Its levioooosa not leviosaaa." So he did this while we were outside. He was like, "Helen Roooooose." And I was like, "Coach Calineau. See? It works both ways, I can say your name, too." Everyone found that very amusing, but what else is new? I'm a very amusing person.

After school I hung out with Scott, Emily, Rhiannon and everyone and took pictures until my bus came. My phone was being ubergay, though, and I could only take a few. These are my favorites: pic one, pic two.

When I got home I wasted about four hours online. I talked to Shaine, Scott, Emily, and a ton of other people. Scott send me some hilarious Harry Potter icons:


After a while Laura called and we talked for two hours about nothing. I went downstairs to watch 'Fashionably Late' and fell asleep right before the segment about mustaches. Great fun. lol. I woke up at about three and turned the TV off and went back to sleep until twelve thirty this morning.

When I woke up I had a message from the people I babysit for, and after a little bit of phone tag I talked to them and I'm babysitting tomorrow. So naturally, I'll be shopping on Saturday. Anyone want to come with? Me and Laura want to hit the mall and see a movie.

After that I just hung out online for hours. No one was on from like noon to two, so I was extremely bored. Dad got home from the Oak Ridge parade around three and kicked me off the computer, so I just hung out. I texted Emily to see if she could come over. She asked me over to her house instead, so that's where I am now. So far we have hung out and talked about boys, had a few giggle fits, and recorded two videos of Emily laughing her ass off. I've posted them on YouTube and I'll put them up at the end of this post. She says she's going to hate me forever if they're actually on there, but I think she'll get over it.

So that's the past two days for me. Pretty interesting, I think. I'll definitely post the rest of my and Emily's craziness tomorrow, but for now I think we're going to listen to music and just chillax for a bit. Peace, loves.

xo
Helen

Emily Dancing


Emily Laughing

Fred, George, and Black Friday

Heyy everyone! Hope you had a brilliant Black Friday, I know I did! But more on that later.

So my bestest Algebra buddy Kayla named her conscience George, affectionately known as Georgie. Well, I have followed suit. Henceforth, my conscience shall be christened Fred. Now if you understand the logic behind this choice, go ahead and have yourself a little chuckle. If you don't understand, just sit there and look pretty. I'll give you a hint, its the same logic behind naming my cats Mrs. Norris and Crookshanks.

FINE! Its from Harry Potter. Fred and George are the Weasley twins that are always causing trouble, and I just thought it was fitting. Now, as everyone should know, Fred was tragically murdered in the final battle against Voldemort and the death eaters at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Let us have a brief moment of silence to mark the passing of our dear departed -er- fictional character.

So Fred and I are just here hanging out now. We had a great day along with Mom. We got started around 4:45 this morning. Mom came into my room and just started babbling until I woke up. We were out the door at about 5:30 and on our way to Turkey Creek, ie. basically an insanely huge shopping center. As you can see from the list on that website, I mean insanely huge. There were tons of people there. When we arrived we planned to go to Target first, but the line to get into Target went down the sidewalk past at least six large stores and meshed into the line for Wal Mart.

We ended up going to Old Navy first, which wasn't nearly as terrible as we thought it would be. Only downside was I saw my sixth grade English teacher. I didn't talk to her, but, of course, I texted Caitlin, who proceeded to remind me that we hate our sixth grade English teacher with a passion.

Long story short, in sixth grade Caitlin and I were both amateur writers and we were just beginning to learn how to express ourselves. We wrote poetry and stories that our superprep classmates and Barbie-doll wannabe guidance counselor decided was 'morbid' and our English teacher got in the middle of all of it. She accused us of being spoiled attention-seekers and basically ruined our sixth grade year, which really sucked especially for me because I had amazing friends in sixth grade that I had to leave the following year, and I wish now that I had been able to spend more drama-free time with them.

So back to the shopping. After Old Navy we got to Target, got some coffee, did some Christmas shopping, went to Wal Mart, did some Christmas Shopping, and then went to Pier 1, but they were closed, so we went to Borders. AND I FINALLY GOT 'ECLIPSE'! Seriously, you have no idea how happy this makes me. It has been out of the library for two weeks and it has been driving me crazy[-er than normal] not reading it. Seriously, the level of commitment to my three loyal readers is amazing, because I really should be reading right now. After the happy happy experience at Borders we went to Bed, Bath, and Beyond and then lunch at Panera at 10:something in the morning, but we had been going since 4:45.

After that we hit Aeropostale and went to the mall. It was absolutely completely insane. We got makeup and a few other things and got out as fast as we could. On the way home we thought long and hard, and concluded that all of our Thanksgiving calories were burned. Fred agrees.

After all of our shopping adventures we were exhausted. Fred fell asleep before me and for once I didn't have a voice in my head talking to me. I fell asleep on the couch watching What Not To Wear without even trying to determine Clinton's mysterious orientation. A definite first.

When I woke up I ate dinner and then got on here and began recording my Black Friday saga. Unfortunately, my soulless father (just kidding) kicked me off the computer around nine and I couldn't finish. Once I was kicked off, I did laundry and watched What Not To Wear (it was a marathon) until ten when Stacy London's new talk show premiered. I watched it and giggled a little, and then concluded that she is a conceited bitch. She is a person much like Tyra Banks (whom I also despise) who makes a living making people pretty so they will fit into her world. I now pretty much hate her, but, of course, I will be watching Fashionably Late next Friday at 10 on TLC.

And finally, finally, finally, after all this, I began to read 'Eclipse'. I promised myself I would only read three chapters, and technically I did. I read four chapters, but I had already read the first chapter in the advanced reader's edition of 'New Moon'. I had to reread it, though, because I had read all of the 'New Moon' extras on Stephenie Meyer's website since then and I couldn't really remember what actually happened. So far, I love it. These amazing books are still making me laugh, cry, gasp, and forget to breathe. Well, I haven't cried yet, but I probably will. I did in the last one.

xo
Helen