Ice cream caves

Yes, finally it's Friday! This week went by so slow for me and I can't wait until the minute I am out of class. And swimming. Then I will be free for one day. Before I have to start studying and writing papers. Ugg. Well I didn't go to swim practice due to circumstances I could not control, but I will be back tomorrow, unfortunately, as well as Saturday for a good old early morning workout. But that's a far ways in the future, I need to be thinking about reading and writing and arithmetic. I have felt like saying that lately, even though there is no more math for me. EVER AGAIN. YES. It's actually a weird feeling, like parting my ways from math isn't as good as I thought it was gonna be. Maybe because I actually did ok in it this summer, better than I feel I am doing in my English classes right now. It's just been there, teasing me, poking me, laughing at me, and taunting me all my life and now it's just gone. Like dust in the wind. Goodbye math. I will forever be confused. Watch, I'll look at the classes I have to take, and I'll have to take another math class. Then I would be pissed.

Anyway, I'm going down to Denver with Kristin on Sat afternoon for the John Mayer concert!! I'm so excited. And I remember when I first introduced my little Kristin to good old John. Oh, so many moons ago. It should be really good though, he's not his best live, but he's still amazing. And then we're probably going to stay the night there and drive back up on Sunday so I can have a fun filled day of studying. Whoot.
And maybe we can meet up with Todd and Matt. That would be double cool.

Next weekend is camping in Boulder!! But that's a really far ways away, especially considering all the shit I have to do between now and then. Ugg. So I won't think about it too much, if I get too excited school will go down the shitter.
I have a few announcements:
1. I fixed the garbage disposal (thanks to Ash)
2. I transfered my math credit
3. I spent more money than I ever have at the store. I will never go hungry again.
4. I am getting pretty good at riding my bike without my hands. My next step is to turn as well as take off and put on jackets and things of that nature.
5. Yeah... that's all I can think of right now. Ah man I thought I could at least have five things to say. O well. K, I'm going to bed because the bedtime I set for myself came and went about an hour and a half ago. Blast. O well, we went to Coldstone's for a late night treat. I know, I probably shouldn't be eating late night treats. But I WANTED IT! I worked hard on my hw tonight so it was kinda deserved. I'll regret it when I meet with the scale later. For now though I am happy, full and tired. Oh, P.S. they don't have cake batter anymore because they stopped getting the ingredient that they used to make it because some pussy ass got sick or something like that. Don't worry, they're working on a new recipe to reinvent the famous and o so yummy cake batter. It will be revived!

I also had a weird ass dream about being shot in a haunted jungle cave as I rode my bike with some swim team members and my coach... It was pretty creepy. I hope no one gets shot tonight.

Ah, one more day and then it's Friday night party time! Finally. Goodnight.

I stole this from Jen. It's so pretty. 

And the picture of my day that I drew in class today. I was really bored, ok drop it. 

Look at my beautiful designs I drew in Shakespeare! I should be in an art class I'm so good. 

Katie's tripod, gotta love it! 

At the end of the rope

Fucking shit man. I should not be writing in this right now considering the extremely agressive and hostile mood I am in. But I feel like venting. So let's take a little trip down pissed off lane, shall we?

First of all my weekend was fine. Wait, I have to close the stupid window. Ok. Shit, my computer is freaking out. Ok, anyway, I am so tired. The weekend was fine, it got better with time, I'm just worn out from arguing, staying up late, camping, drinking, eating...the normal stuff one would get tired from. I have been a huge fuck head, not doing my homework and sitting on my computer. Or going out to eat. I am just taking a downward spiral into a hole so deep I won't be able to crawl out of.

But, I found out that a lot of the frats and sorieties are getting in really big trouble and it really is annoying me. Now, don't get me wrong, I am usually pretty anti-soriety...just because of my bad experience with it, but this time I am pissed. Mainly because my best friend is getting fucked for something she shouldn't have even gotten in trouble for. And it pissed me off that these people walk around all high and mighty, like there's a stick up their ass. Oh, I will show them a stick up their ass. Mother fuckers. Thanks for making Kristin get something she never deserved. Graduated 10th in a class of 600 and now she's on the verge of homelessness. Fuck that shit.

I keep getting shooting pains in my head, and my stomach always hurts. Great, I'm getting a tumor. I can't wait till next summer, considering I make it till then.

I have a few words I would like to say about school: I hope it burns to the ground. Fuck it. I will explain why:
Fist of all I have a class called HUMANS AND OTHER ANIMALS. Could they be any more vague? I mean, honestly, other animals? What the shit? And my teacher should take a class herself called "how to teach and not have students fall asleep in your class 101" I fall asleep EVERY DAY. Liven up a little. God damn.

Next I have LOGIC AND CRITICAL THINKING. Ok, shouldn't it be called LOGICAL and critical thinking? I just think that would be proper English. But they wouldn't know about it because they have you write the most fucked up things ever. "Hillary Clinton is not Republican"...so then I change it to standard form in which it reads "All people identical to Hillary Clinton are not Republicans" WHAT THE HELL?! And don't even get me started on the fucking ven diagrams. What a waste of my life. Who ever made that shit was on something before because that's just messed up.

Then I have BRIT LIT in which I feel utterly retarded in. And the fact that he assigns us 80 pages of reading a night doesn't help. Because I don't do it. I have better things I would like to be doing than reading about dead poets. Sorry, but I just don't care right now. So I sit in class looking like an idiot since I have no clue what people are saying. Also my teacher talks like there is a bubble in his throat at all times and has an extremely annoying eye tick. Very distracting and unsightly. I wouldn't be that hard on him, except he deserves it since I got a ONE OUT OF TEN ON MY QUIZ. Shit.

Then there's Shakespeare and since I don't read in there, I just have to sit like a lump on a log (not the typical Jessica stance) and listen to whatever the fuck they are talking about.
On Tues and Thurs I have SCHOOLING IN THE US, in other words "welcome back to fifth grade"! I love the cute little projects we do and I couldn't think of anything I'd rather be doing. It's not like I have swim practice, or other classes or A LIFE FOR THAT MATTER.
So all in all, school is fun, invigorating, exciting and thrilling. Along with all the wonderful assignments and o so fun tests to study for, there are the long and fun hours of sitting in a desk hungry and tired. But it's ok, because it's always worth it! I can't wait until I am ready for the real world. Thank you CSU for making my schooling experience so much more fun and for making me want to die.

Party? Who said it? Where? When? O, wait, it's fucking Monday morning and I have to wait until next weekend to even go out. I guess those are just the words that linger in my head after a weekend of not doing it. Shitter, I need a vacation. I am sick of going to class. I am bored with myself and the way I have been acting is annoying the shit out of me. My mommy would be very disappointed. I wish I could higher a motivation coach. He would be sexy and suave and that way I could just repay him with things other than money...

I never knew I had so many unwanted programs on my computer, this virus scan is taking forever. It's ok, I love waiting up to see all the unwanted programs on my computer. It's my favorite pastime. I mean what fun! Who doesn't love viruses? I don't know. They would be out of their mind. Ah screw it, I'm going to bed. And I am going to crush this stupid bug on my screen, he has 25 seconds to live. Ha ha bug, you are going to die. DIE! A lonely and moserable death. Just like your life. Loney. Pathetic. Miserable. Wow, me and this bug have more in common than I thought.

Just kidding. But yeah, I am going to bed before I say any other stupid angry things. I promise I will have a poem soon, I feel one a brewing. I just need to get my shit together. And I'm not going to my first class. Good step in getting my shit together. Ah, Jessica. What a model citizen. Follow her and you are doomed for failure. If some buildings catch on fire this week, don't worry, it wasn't me...

The middle of the hike, we went to the top of that rock!