Considering the kind of crap I'm reporting, it isn't too hard to mark my week off as boring =P Yesterday I went to this Hands on Sacramento meeting in hopes of a community service op. They have lots of stuff on the calender...just need to send in my form. Art teacher has piled on more reading for summer...some new book called Art and Fear. I still have two books to read for English and one for French (which I can skip if I get pressed for time though, I already read two). The Hands On meeting was in a bookstore, so afterwards I picked up an artist autobiography, another required read. I picked Andy Warhol (with Vly's help), which was literally the first book I saw.

When it comes to books I just tend to look at the cover (Andy's looked like a Campbells soup can. Perfecto.) and skim the back. Then open to the first page. This is not always a successful method, but the first page said "How Andy gets his Warhol on", so I figured it might be fun. It was. I read half of it last night. Then I finished my 50 pages in Accidental Tourist. Then I picked up Bombay Talkie. And while the book was mildy interesting up to that point, it like...exploded. I had to force my fingers off it at 1:45 in the morning so I could get some sleep. Its a very queer book, which I didn't know when I bought it. But that just makes it more interesting. Its about a bunch of East Indian brats going through a sort of culture shock. I expected something completley different when I bought it, as I had only looked at the ugly cover (which made up my mind to buy it) and skimmed the back. Note, SKIMMED. If I had read the back I would have seen the: ""Meanwhile, her aging movie star uncle and his formerly docile wife search through London and New York for their lovelorn gay son". Yow. Sexy. But anyway, wayy too entertaining for its own good. Tragic, but amusing. So I think I'll go finish that...

But in brighter news, I managed to get my hands on a copy for As Good as it Gets. I LOVE that movie. Its got to be one of my favorites =) So now I'm waiting for someone I call to actually PICK UP THE PHONE so I can have someone to watch it with ^^; again. Heh. I promised Kurt I'd have him over and I know Vly hasn't seen it yet so she's coming over today (hopefully). Yesh. I will combat my summer boredom. I need community service.

Lovely. My computer is freezing again. I should probably save this entry into Word so AOL doesn't eat it, but can you say too lazy? =P Blehh. I went to bed at 7 last night. Well, sort of. I fell asleep in my room, in my clothes. I don't think I've ever slept in a bra before o__O I was tirrred. And I didn't eat dinner either. So when I woke up at 6 this morning (a sick, sick time for summer) I ate a thing of spagetti-os I had saved in the freezer. I love those things.

Yesterday was more of a fog. Andy told me Lilo and Stitch was a MUST SEE MOVIE. So I went to see it. And now I want to see it again ;__; it took so MUCH restraint not to see it again today. But I definitely will tommorrow. Then on Sunday I'm finally going to see Mememto! Yattataa! Courtesy of Kurt, f'course. Then I'm going to buy As Good as it Gets and force Kurt to watch that. Because its one of my faaaavorite movies. I was talking to mom about it and I love how she just dubs Simon "the gay guy" ~__~ he was the artist, dammit! at least call him the gay artist!

Oi. I just got out of the swimming pool for the first time this year. How sad is THAT? End of June. Oh well, swimming is sprinky fun so I'll make a habit out of that. And whoa. Now I'm buzzed. I'm going to go break stuff. Tcha!

Well the COMPUTER could see it but Paperport(my scanning program) couldn't. This was obviously a problem. So I putzed around with the machine a little more, and somehow got it to scan. But it scanned with REALLY HIGH SATURATION. Really. It was crazy bright. And it told me I couldn't adjust that because my font was too big. No really, it said that, then it added hah hah. So I have to change the resolution to tiny everytime I wanna scan. But...on the bright side, it scans SO fast. Its faster then my comp! Seriously, the machine can't keep up with it. That is soo nice for a change. And it scans pretty nice too, when the controls are right. So overall its a good thing. It just ate a big chunk of my time s'all...And if anyone took the time to read this rant...WOW O__O I commend ye.

I sat down last night and dug through all my old drawings (which I do on loose leaf because I'm lame like that) and picked out the ones I liked/thought were amusing/were of characters I still use. I thought it might be kinda cool to do a character evolution thing, so that's my new summer project. Course, I gotta fill a sketchbook for art AP too. So I'll work in two seperate ones. I did a series of human/animal eyes in my school sketchbook, along with a whale and some horses. I could never draw horses before. I feel so powerful! XD And y'know, ponys do have cute faces. I'm still not a crazy horse loving girl. But I want to see Spirit anyway.

Wow, can you tell I'm sugared up? Listening to punk/power pop tends to make me all hyperish. Plus I almost finished a bubble gum soda (tastes like icee!) and a pack of Coffee Rio candies. My tendon is still all screwed up and I pretty much have to wear the brace-thingy to walk. And leap. I can't help it. I LEAP. Maybe, I'll lay off the soda...

Gahh, I feel so whiny right now. I dunno why. My stomach and head are hurting and I can't jump around because I pulled my achilles tendon. And I can't spell "achilles". Gahh. My scanner is broken. Like, the light doesn't work anymore. Its dim, and its PINK. So it scans everything really dark, and its unusable. My parents seem to think there's a dirt simple solution for this instead of letting me go talk to people at a computer store about it. Which is dandy because its so annoying.

But its okay, because SUMMER HAS BEGUN! XD And yeah. Rock on.

Then the media stuff. I picked watercolor/wc crayon/poster paint shine for painting a little spoon with jelly bellys in it. Then I was screwing around with square pastels and did this bizzaire thing of a tree and um...I'm only submitting it because mum thought I should and it looks okay from a distance ~__~ Then there's my collage *gg* my favorite one. I drew a screaming girl and standing girl on the comp, printed them out and collaged them about with a bunch of magazine phrases such as "those wild chickens need their space" *laughs* cutting stuff out of magazines is hella fun! XD I'm also working on a colored pencil thang of a zebra hippocampus. But um, who knows when that'll be done...

Then after that the whole weekend was kind of surreal. We went to prom later that day, and while we were waiting to be seated in a restaurant this bum came in and tried to camp out on the inside bench. The manager (or whatever he was, no name tag) kicked him out, but Jason was pretty freaked out because he sat right next to him. Then Vly got a call from some of our friends eating somewhere else were sitting two tables away from THE LA LAKERS. We were jealous ^^; Two tables from Shaq! It sorta went on like that. The silliest things that could happen sort of did. It calmed down by 11 though, so by the time the dance was over it seemed a little less wonky. And it was fun ^^ But um...today I came downstairs to see Pop OUTSIDE WITH A PELLET GUN. He was shooting at woodpeckers or something. No one else found this weird. I went back upstairs to read A Seperate Peace. We were supposed to have a concert at 6 (with um...more Kurt and Vly *gg*) but I wasn't watching the clock until Mom went "Aah! It's 5:45! Don't you have a concert?" So I choked down a tofu dog and we got over to the place as fast as we could. We weren't late, because the piano dude (we love you, Gerry) didn't show up until almost seven. Daina was going to cancel the whole thing because she didn't want to miss X Files.

But yeah...now I'm back home and again, things have calmed down. Trying to get over how surreal this weekend felt. School tommorrow. Would prefer the disorientation tenfold.

Art teacher is making it pretty clear she wants me in the AP. I'm really having mixed feelings towards continnueing this art class. She asked me specificlly though o__O And showed me the required portfolio and stuff so I'd have time to set it up. She even said that she put down the "works of any media" thinking of me and computer art. So now I'm stuck, even though it'll be a ton of work. I want to see the light of day, I really do. Maybe I can paint outside or something ~__~

Good News item #2: I can get both the APs I wanted! I was seriously worried that I'd have to fight to get into AP English, but I talked to the teacher outside today and she was reaallly nice about it. She said she recommended me XD And we're doing Michelangelo slides now, so I be happy. French teacher just signed me off ^^; he didn't even talk, just signed. So um...two APs. No more >)

Masiel's booktalk thing was really cool, and I'm still hooked on the book. (little over halfway through) We passed around a gift book and signed it for him. I wrote "YOU ROCKS". I actually cut art to stay through till last period ._. Which probably means I have detention, but ehh, its not like I could have done anything in that class anyway. ...Dan just told me his school gets out next wednesday. WHY DUDE? I'm stuck until the middle of June.

And ARRG! I already typed this entry, but my comp suddenly froze and munched it. So here we go again. My writing in this is getting really sporadic. Its not like a lot of people read this, but it makes me feel sort of accomplished to write a lot ._. *clearly insecure* I think I need to archive this page after this...getting close to 21 entries. On my failing house update, the bottom floor is donedonedone! And I put the plans for the top floor on graph paper. But I won't have anything to do tommorrow, because I forgot to go in today to get this floor cut out. (the teacher doesn't want us to waste foamcore board so she's like "pssh! I'll cut it!"). And my teacher's having a root canal tommorrow, so I'll have nothing to do. Maybe I'll work on that illustrated story thing in my sketchbook. It'll give me something to do. Or I can escape outside if the sub will let me =P

And I have to practice my flute solo religiously...concert on Sunday, the day after prom and GK production day 2. Yeeeaarg, busy weekend again ~__~ Lessons tonight so I can get some help with this one rhythm (oh, I can't spell, I know that ><). They would have been Thursday but my friend got me a tick for the Star Wars premier so I rescheduled. David Masiel comes to talk about his book tommorrow XD SHAMELESS PLUG: Buy 2182 kHz...its cool, and its written by my frosh year english teacher ^^; Masiel ROXORS. He's the teacher that stole my nbook because I was drawing comics then looked at them and said, "Are you considering this as a career? Because you should. Major in English. The artistic talent is there." *laughs*

Today was another art day, and I should have worked on it then, but I didn't have my stuff. Instead, I totally wasted my time. I tacked one wall (that I stole from Kelly ._.) in and putzed with second floor ideas. Then I struck up a conversation with the table, and we somehow came up with the line, "yeah, she pulled out her eyelash". I don't remember why. Kelly was like o__O! "She pulled out her eye!" ... So I spent the rest of the period drawing someone pulling out their eye. Which was actually really hard because I have no idea what eye sockets look like. But then Kelly saw it and wanted partial credit, so I wrote her name on it with a "inspired by" *gg* Then the art teacher walked by and gave me a weird look. But she didn't say much.

Mom got in a fight with the garbage can today. I think I had gone off to the bathroom or something when she went outside to wheel out the trash can, because the next thing I saw was her sitting on the couch with a big ol' ice pack on her knee. She said she actually lost control of the thing and it fell ON TOP OF HER. That has to suck o__O maybe we should spot eachother on trash day. She said she felt really silly on the asphalt with a big trashcan on top of her. And that it was really hard to push off.

I think I NEED a really big trashcan for my art "project" though. This house is the saddest thing I have ever seen in my life. Whoever told me I could be an architect? No one, I guess it was just a momentary laspe of judgement. I hate foamcore board, and reeeallly can't cut the damn stuff straight. So my front window is a total MESS and I tried to fix it by putting in window panes but I screwed that up, so it looks even worse. The only thing that's gone right so far is the thing the teacher said wouldn't work. Which means I now need a NEW PLAN for my top floor. I can't believe Kelly likes this project.

Just recently my group o friends decided we were all going to prom, which was okay because I don't have to buy a dress. I already have a mail order skirt from a bit ago =) I like to mail order clothing because it doesn't involve obnoxious dressing rooms and size searching. And I got the skirt because it's just incredible cool -- I call it the Goth Fairy skirt, because that's the best way to describe it. Then Mom lent me a pair of sandals to wear with it, so all I needed was a top. I tried the same magazine, found a neat corsety thing and sent off for it.

Soo that brings me to today when I got the package. The skirt was a medium and it was even a little big, so I tried the same size on the ruffly corset. But when I took it out of the box it looked really big o__O And when I tried it on, it was actually too small O__o. It wouldn't zip up past the middle of my back. I felt brutally fat. But as Rhea has lamented, sizing is always pretty funky. So I'm sending back for a large. Which better fit. Or else. Maybe I better crash diet on celery again just in case ~__~ But seriously, the medium wouldn't fit without some major diet-age. Or maybe a boob reduction would have the same effect. *siiigh*

They're convinced I only don't pay attention because I don't want to. because, y'know, I must be trying to hurt my GPA and chances of getting into college. Lame. I try to explain why (or rather how) I can't concentrate and they won't even consider it. Why is it so hard to realize I'm not trying to screw myself over? If you know me you're probably pretty aware I'm a space case who basiclly can't commit to anything. ITS HOW I AM. Its not how I want or choose to be. It's just peachy to be told, "I think what you're claiming is bullshit". In those exact words. If they don't want to help I don't need to listen to it.

And I wish FTP would stop being stupid. TODAY WAS FINE UNTIL NOW.

Today I went to a pretty sad play ^^; I shouldn't say that, they were obviously trying pretty hard. It was an all kids production, and IMHO, a pretty lame take on Red Riding Hood. The acting was okay, but the story reallly didn't do it for me. I got SO sick of this one running thing that I ignored a whole scene ~__~ I mean, if you're going to make a take off of Red you need something more modern, fun creative. Make Red a government spy who has to deliver a message to an embassy in Russia or something. And W.O.L.F. some kind of anti organization. And a leader named "Grandma". *nods* Okay, I'm tired and I'm not being very witty so I'll just shut up and drink my lemonade. And ignore my title...unless you're andy, then it might be worth explaining ^^;

And I'm still snickering about the boob tradeoff.

But before I lapse into too much nonsense, I should note that as fun as last night was, today was reeaally boring. My grandparents had friends over and they got in this huge long discussion about social security, so I felt sorta left out and went off into the office to poke my new paint program. And read all the columns on ff.net because I was stranded and I was putting off homework. But I didn't turn the lights on for some obscure reasons, and wound up fizzling my eyes. So when I walked out of the room with fizzled eyes I got lectured on how I waste too much time on the computer and how my electronic time should be limited o__O ouch. That was by Pop of course...I just told Mum what I was doing in Painter so she was all "Ooh, let me see!" so I showed her and she liked em and told me to print them out for art. Which I would, if I wasn't so stingy with my ink ^^; Then she went back to watching a tape of the Laker's first game. And Kobe has small hair ._. well, he DOES!

What is making me THINK like this??

I wanted to write yesterday but I got so damn depressed ~__~ for not much of a reason. It was raining. I was tired. I went to bed around eight...really early for me, I never do that. So now I thought I'd write to get my mind of how BORED I am. FF.net is funny. Just out of curiousity I checked out the "Road to Eldorado" (because, y'know, Dreamworks rocks) and lo and behold, 5 fics.

4 of which were slash. Is that amusing or what? Those guys were named Tulio and Miguel though. Go figure.

...*snerk*

No one got the message. I stayed at school with a stomach ache and nothing to do. So when I finally DO get home it turns out I left my homework at school. Curses. I'm going to try a desperate attempt at it before school starts in the morning, but I really think there won't be time ~__~ In short, I'll just have to injure my French grade. Poor thing. I should prolly be lieing down anyway...my stomach still hurts.

All in all my weekend has been very uneventful and lazy and nice. There's really no need to elaborate ^^

The good thing is I found my straw hat. Its the most awesome hat for blocking sun. I'm still wearing it e__e But the weaving on the top is coming loose, and I think I bought it all wal-mart a lonnng time ago, so its not exactly top quality. But I still really like it, and I hope the whole top doesn't fall off in the near future...

I got the base for my silly little architecture project cut out. I might be repeating myself, but believe me when I saw that I HATE foamcore board! HATE HATE HATE! Its terribly evil. And I think my X-acto knife might need a new blade or something o__O Kelly showed me a mark on her arm was like "Oops, look, when I tried to write 'hi' it left a mark!". So um...maybe she really did cut herself. At least she's getting x-acto skillz. I was way behind so I got to light box. The AP class is working on this huge project so like, the art room had more people then it could hold. People with paint. It was crazy. I think we were quite unproductive.

Then I wound up eating "dinner" right after school because I had eaten celery and part of a granola bar for lunch and was still hungry. So when I got home there was nothing to do. So I dragged out some Disney movies and decided to watch Aladdin. That movie is seriously random...

*whines* My life has become boring. I'm stuck to muttering about foamcore board, because that's seriously the most interesting thing that happened today. Actually, I take that back...Kelly was really freaking me out in art today. She cut a little person like mine (for sizing) out of the foamcore with an x-acto knife and when I looked back at her she was doing something with the knife on the inside of her arm.
me: O___O! what are you doing? (she scared me!)
kell: I'm writing a message for you on my arm. See? Hi!
And she DID have "Hi" scratched into her arm. Strange girl. Then I mentioned something about testing the sharpness so she tried that too...ON HER FINGER. Eyee.

Whaaat? What am I doing wrong? It looked so right, but...grrr. *goes off to mumble in her corner*

Today has been so absolutely uneventful I actually had a chance to clear some of the unecessary crap off my harddrive. Tonight I'll try to defrag if I can figure out how...my computer competence is only so-so. Anyway, its because after being on for over an hour my comp will go into bouts of freez-i-ness which is really annoying. Erg, I need to remember to delete the homophobia MP3. That song is just depressing.

And if my computer competence is only so-so, then my VCR competence must totally suck. I swear, I am the only person who can try to tape a program and miss A SECTION OUT OF THE MIDDLE. And it was a pretty good section too. But um...at least I have the beginning and end. Yessiree.

And okay, this part might be offensive to some so feel free to stop reading now ^^; I somehow started this whole thing with Steve/Mr. Rogers slash. I KNOW its wrong! But its the wrongness that makes it so damn amusing. Though Andy's the only one that agrees with me...everyone else just thinks I'm a weirdo. Okay, yeah, so its sick but...it's...funny. Then it got brought up that this new guy "Joe" (who has some stupid long real name...) is going to host Blue's Clues now. I'd say threesome, but "Joe" scares me... Anyway:
lene: "Okay, Blue found some leather straps, reddi-wip, and a ball gag. What do you think she wants to see us do?"
"...You're welcome in my neighborhood anytime."
andy: ...did you write that!
lene: yes, just now
lene: the sex scene is in the works. be patient.
andy: It's wonderfully sick!

Okay yeah...but its not Jesus slash! Give me credit for that! Doesn't help that winamps playing "mouth". Bwa. I hope I was joking about the sex scene. And on another note, where are you Rhea? I wanted to see if we're going anywhere with the garg site =)

So while mum watches the Laker's game in the next room, I'm supposed to be working on my floor plans. See, I had this really stupid french assigment that gave me a website to look stuff up on that MY COMPUTER WOULDN'T CONNECT TO *deep breath* so I was ranting about that, and mum said I should check back later because I didn't have anything better to do (ahem, excuse me...). So I told her I have to do my art floorplans, which is true, but I HATE! them. HATEHATEHATE! So I got fed up and came back to work on a story ~__~

Reasons I will not pass Architecture:
I hate it and I'm uncreative
I can't draw plans worth ANYTHING
I lost my 30$ arhcitecture book (from the *coff* library)
Cantilevering and I do not get along
I cannot cut foamboard straight.
I am such a failure at this. Seriously, nothing is working right and I can't even figure out my damn X-acto knife. I think I'll just give it up and create a blob ~__~

Yeaah, tis why I haven't been writing. Sort of been away from the comp. And since I returned everything's been kinda borrring. I don't know what to do with myself. To quote Chumbawamba, I'm so up and down. And I'm driving myself crazy. Frankly I don't know how other people can put up with me.

Before break I had to write this essay thing for English(*coff*bibleclass*coff*) on this book I absolutely hated. But I thought I had done a pretty decent job and all, and I usually do pretty well on papers. So yeah, I felt pretty good about it. The teacher even said that our class did pretty well and the average was either a B or a B+. I tried on this paper, I really tried. I got it back.

B-. I think I need to get my head back on straight.

Pitas scares me. It's incredibly hyper for a blogging service. Anyway, for Andy, Re: hand DDR:

They had one of those machines in Vegas! And it was fucking WEIRD! I couldn't figure out where I was supposed to put my hands, so I gave up and watched this other kid do it. He pulled his sweatshirt sleeves over his hand and just like...started ATTACKING the machine. It looked like one of those really retro hip-hoppish things. *crosses arms and goes "huh!"* Then he just kept getting faster, and I don't actually think he was hitting what he was suppose to. Its far more amusing to watch then to actually do.