3.17.2003
hmmm...why hasn’t laura blogged in a few days...?
well, kiddos, i figured i'd cool down about a few things that have happened recently before i attempted to convey my thoughts to you.
(you might have thought that i'm completely insane or something>?!)
...heheh...as if im not already.
but that’s BESIDES the point.
actually, i was (in good river oaks fashion) concerned that i might hurt someone's FEELINGS if they read what i would have written 2 nights ago.
and, when i was feeling good...i mean REALLY feelin good friday night, i attempted to blog...but...well...ummm...yeah, you might have needed a translator for some of the shit i typed.
ANYWAYS...to give you a little background info on what’s been happening as of late:
1.) the art show.
...i don’t know what to say.
wait, yes i do.
THE DUMBASSES AT ULM WOULDNT KNOW GOOD ART (sans a few, obviously) IF IT HIT THEM ACROSS THEIR OVERLY ECCENTRIC LITTLE HEADS 15+ TIMES CONSECUTIVELY.
*whew* ...that felt good. in conclusion, i have 7 words that express my anger.
"looking at the inside of a bridge"
heh...and of course, it has 7 words. ARGH!
2.) cheerleading.
...maybe its best that i not touch on this subject, considering that im not quite sure how widely distributed this site is.
and, i might have to go punch my wall to relieve anger by the time im finished.
oh, what the hell...
WHO CARES ABOUT FEELINGS?!?! i mean, heyyy...lets just cut a group of girls, and then 2 weeks later, CHANGE THE RULE, call all the kiddos that tried out back into Doc's office, and say "guess what girls...if we had scored you guys a "different" way, then all of you would have made it. so, CONGRATS...all of you are now cheerleaders!!!"
well, im sorry...but maybe i missed the memo explaining how it is "more fair" to base the scores on how much bitching a mother does about her daughter's being cut!!
...because, when i look at things at practice, thats the only conclusion that i can come to.
i mean, common!! they’re telling elizabeth, the m(a/e)gens, and myself that everyone's scores were "sooo close to each other", that they just haddddd to take all of us??? Meaning that MY score was at the same level as a freshman's score?
heheh...TRY AGAIN, DOC! ...im not buyin it this time.
yes, MAYBE i can understand that we need to be conscientious of the little junior high girl's feelings, but KIDDOS, when you sign up for VARSITY cheerleader, you KNOW that there’s a chance you might not make it, and there’s a chance that you might get your FEELINGS HURT. If you claim that you had no idea at the signup time then let me be the first to give you a rude awakening.
And also, can the school really claim to be a "college prep" school anymore?
because in my opinion, we need to rename ourselves "trust fund baby's sheltering school". You can't tell me that you’re preparing me for the "REAL WORLD" where people could give a fuck about your feelings, by doing things like they did last friday?!
...do you think they’re just gonna let you pass your Bar Exam and let you become a lawyer because they’re worried that if you dont get in, then you might get "your feelings hurt"??
...do you think that you're just gonna become a doctor, and pass all your tests because the teachers are worried that you might get your FEELINGS HURT?
NO!...the real world doesn’t work that way, kiddos!
and mommy and daddy's money only goes so far. (a concept not yet grasped by 3/4s of that school)
okay....so anyways, im once again going out on a tangent that needs to be left alone.
3.) prom.
...would someone peel my leech-like mother off my ass for 5 minutes? PLEASE! "one would think" that this is HER prom. i mean, I’’ve contemplated going out and buying a prom dress in her size, getting her a little prom date, and just sending her in my place. because, in actuality, i have NO DESIRE to go. i guess the whole concept of getting giddy about dressing up in an expensive dress and doing my hair nicely for one evening has not yet penetrated into my brain...
and i still have no date. (well, i have a tentative one...but still)
certain people (and their mothers *EEK*) are beginning to become stalkishly weird...and this can only mean one thing. *DUM DUM DUMMMM* they’re gonna pop that dreaded question!!
AHHHHH! someone save me.
...maybe i can go clone myself in my dad's lab...and then send the clone to prom...and then i can go have fun while my clone is forced to take an exuberant amount of pictures, dance "respectively" in a restricted area, and then dodge (any way possible) that pathetic attempt (by the weirdo date) for a goodnight kiss at the end of the night. ~eek~
and later on josh and i can kill the clone - in black bayou, of course - and then annA and i would have a dead body to look at!!! COMMON! the plan is laura tested, jane approved! its fun for the whole family! its... its...okay...i'll stop.
*long silence only to be broken by someone's faint cough and the distant sound of crickets chirping*
4.) hillary, carolanne, and tabby got into a car wreck.
...it was very badd, but due to lack of time, and the fact that I’m sure everyone's heard the entire story down to the last detail 15+ times, i will not elaborate on this subject any more. just know that my thoughts are with hillary right now.
...well, besides the ENORMOUS fight between the sister and i (which i will go into no detail about), nothing else has really consumed my thoughts as of late.
so...i leave you with this final thought:
If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there and worrying. It's the worry that gets you, not the loss of sleep.
-Dale Carnegie
as for now,
~iM OuT~
lj [11:42 PM]
