Tomorrow's just your future yesterday

I miss most of my goofy pod people. NY was fun...sort of. exhausting. don't really have the energy to write all about it right now, since I was actually gonna go to bed half an hour ago.

but it's weird not to be surrounded by people. and shiny things. and strange not to always have someone right there to talk to.

I feel like I've got so much space right now. like if I talk too loudly, the house will echo. it's really weird to be in a building with only 4 other people total.

list of random memories/inside jokes/whatever:
~ poke prod STABBITY
~ scurrying businessman
~ ooh, shiny things!
~ coca-cola commercial
~ the "Logan scrapbook" (which I will eventually be posting here, because it's fricking hilarious)
~ fresh mex. (icky boys)
~ "Jo stole my hat and I'm having separation anxiety"
~ "The only communicable disease we have is insanity"
~ fedora!
~ sending out a search party for Logan

I'll write more stuff eventually. like when I'm more awake.

47 hours, 38 minutes and counting.

the orchestra this morning was super cool. and I've been thinking in British ever since.

other than that, today was pretty blah. nothing of importance really happened. We played spoons in French, which was really dumb and would've been a lot easier with real cards, but that's really about the only thing that happened at school.

work was a little weird today though. had a bit of an awkward time for a bit, when Justin Doran came in and didn't leave for like half an hour. And, just my luck, he had a question about something and I was the only person around, so he had to ask me. First time I've talked to the kid in over a year, and I would rather have left it that way, thank you very much.

But then Bry showed up, and that made everything all better.

chemistry quiz tomorrow that I should be studying for but don't feel like it. same goes for sociology quiz tomorrow.

English conference also tomorrow, but I'm not too worried. I mean, come on...it's like 8:30 the night before my conference and I'm sitting online doing absolutely nothing. I'd say that's a pretty good sign.

oh. I'm on a mission for Leah Schaffer...she emailed my mum asking to see a picture of Schuey and his amazing baldness...but we don't have any. so...help? anyone?

I'm totally in the mood to write right now, except that the one thing I should be writing is the one thing I can'd make myself work on. I was the same way this morning too...wrote a big long reply to the RP that Bryant and I have, but got practically nothing done on my English. I do hope Bry writes back to the RP soon though...lately I've been really needing to write my character, can't really explain why though. The RP is turning out pretty cool so far, though...for all that it's covered approximately 2 hours (or less, I'm really not sure), it's 19 pages. I really do think it's going to end up turning into a novel. Which would be really cool, actually...especially if by some miracle it got published or something. It needs work, obviously, for continuity and grammar and stuff, but that's not too hard to fix. And I really shouldn't be worrying about it right now anyway, as there's no guarantee it'll get that long. Though at the rate we're going, it looks like it might. And I've got some interesting stuff to add to it soon, probably right after the next part Bry writes I think; I've been planning this one scene for a long time now, and I'm really excited that I finally get to write it.

And as for news slightly more grounded in reality...Bry bought me flowers today. No particular reason at all...they just appeared on the windshield of my car when I got out of school. I love it when he does stuff like that, I really do. It took me by surprise, certainly, but it was really sweet. And now my room is pretty again.

It appears that I won't be getting to go to state quiz bowl, because Schuster's being an arse about things. His main argument is based on band being a class and other stuff being extracurricular...he doesn't seem to even realize that symphonic orchestra is an extracurricular activity for winds/percussion. He also doesn't seem to realize that it's not fair to expect people to drop things they've had planned for months just because suddenly we've gone to state. Besides, this is (I think) the first time the Davison quiz bowl team has ever made it to the state level. So let us have our damn team! *fumes*

Every so often in the past couple days I've gotten this weird sense that people are mad at me. I think Schuster's mad at me because I want to do quiz bowl. I felt like my parents were mad at me when I came home from Bry's today, even though I told them exactly where I was and when I was going to come home, and that's the way it's supposed to work. And yet, somehow, even though it feels like people aren't happy with me, I'm still managing to be content and stuff. I'm not quite sure how this works, actually. I know that if this had happened a week ago, I'd probably be in tears right now...but I'm not. I've been happy for almost a week now, which is quite an improvement. I've no idea where it came from (though it's interesting to note that the return of happiness coincided with the first day the sun came back out), but I hope it stays.

Laura brought a bride magazine to lunch today, so everyone at our lunch table spent the entire time talking about weddings and stuff like that. I've kinda been thinking about it ever since. Thinking about how much I really would love to get married. Not yet, obviously, but someday. In 4 years or so, I should think. By then I'll be done with the first bit of college, and perhaps by that point I'll actually be ready to move out of my parents' house. I think I want a church wedding. That's weird, considering I'm not really all that fond of my church, but I do want to get married in a church. Actually, my dream is getting married in a big cathedral...one of the big old pretty ones like they've got in England...but I really don't think that would even be possible. Funny thing is, you know how there's that stereotype that most girls have had their weddings planned since the age of seven or something? I'd never really even put any thought into it at all until recently. Heck, until this year I never even thought I'd get married. *shrug* I really do want to, though. Just...not yet.

Wow. Chel*Kat just IMed me...I haven't talked to her since...months ago. I know I've talked to her once or twice since camp, but not recently. So that's kind of cool.

I should work on my English paper, since that's technically the reason I'm even on the computer tonight...but I just can't concentrate on it.

...whoa. Jon just IMed me too. Geez, it's like a reunion.

I started this entry at 8:41. It is now 9:37. Perhaps I should stop writing now?

so room sign-up for New York started today...I had actually taken inititative this weekend and asked if I could room with Liz. she was already going to room with Kara and Chelsea, but she'd thought I could be the fourth for their room. so I get to band class today to discover that apparently Kara likes Erika more than she likes me. so now I'm stuck in a room with Anna. Again. and that means I'm not going to have any fun, because nobody that I actually like is going to room with me because everyone hates Anna (I don't mind her usually, though she gets really irritating at times. but I really didn't want to room with her this year because I knew that if she was signed up in my room, nobody else would sign up there because she was there). so I'm going to get stuck in a room with some people I don't even know from concert band, or somebody icky like Brandie Deitz.

this sucks. I'd thought I was actually going to have fun roommates for once, but that's obviously not the case. nobody's gonna be in my room because of Anna. and I can't switch out of her room, because we're supposed to stick to a room once we're signed up there.

does anybody love me enough to rescue me and be in my room?

I don't know what happened, but I'm a lot better today. I made it through English without crying, which is amazing in itself. I also asked Schuster to let me out of having to go to the game tonight, which is why I'm sitting at home. I should be doing my English paper, but I'll get back to it eventually. I'm half done already, so I'm feeling really good about it. I'll probably be able to finish it tonight, hopefully. Especially with the energy I've got right now...

Yep. I had my first cappuccino today...so I'm really jazzed on caffeine right now. I'm hoping the energy will stay long enough for me to finish my paper, because then I'll be super happy. I'm scary when I'm on caffeine though...hyper Jennie is not something anybody needs to see. Besides the fact that I can't sit still...my leg keeps bouncing and I can't control it. And, as you can see, I'm rambling beyond belief.

well we've officially made the determination that I'm incapable of making decisions on my own.

I was going to not go to rockathon because I have to work tomorrow and various other reasons...but then when we were leaving from dinner, we ran into Andy and Steve. And they actually seemed kinda disappointed that I wasn't going to go, which rather surprised me. I honestly didn't think anybody would even notice if I didn't go.

So anyway, that made me want to go, so I argued with myself for a really long time about whether or not to go, but then I finally decided that I should, because it'll kinda give me a chance to hang out with everyone else and hopefully feel like less of a reject than I normally do.

The next person that mentions Halo gets smacked in the face. I'm not even kidding. I'm so incredibly sick of hearing about it.

I think I'm partially just irked because *ahem* certain people saw it as a good excuse to skip school. And if *ahem* certain people also decide to skip school tomorrow because of it, I shall be very angry.

*misses a certain dark-eyed poet*

*a lot*

In other news...though Vesuvius is a cool song, I actually rather hope we don't play it. It's going to destroy me.

I want Schuster to resurrect "Chorale and Shaker Dance." That was a good song.

Or "Children's March." We sight-read that one at the end of last year, and it was sweet.

I want to go pester Bry. He was talking to me for a few minutes, but then abandoned me for Halo. Grr.

That's about it for now, I think.

This weekend was great.

Friday night game...unfortunately we won, but it was freaking sweet to march in costumes. Liz and I kinda matched, unintentionally. That was fun. All the seniors got to sit right behind the drumline again, which was relatively fun. I like sitting with just the seniors...nothing against everyone else, of course...it's just that I feel like I hardly know the other band seniors at all, so it's kinda cool to spend some time with them. Derrick was being ridiculous, though...which I don't understand, since last week he was actually being decent...whatever.

After the game I went to Archie's and sat with Knuuti, Rachel Yoder, and, unfortunately, my sister. With both Rachels at the table, there was no quiet whatsoever. Once Bry got off work for the evening, we hung out for a little while.

Saturday I worked...it's amazing, I actually managed 2 weeks in a row where I actually worked all my hours. It's a wonderful thing. After work I had dinner with my family - an actual quasi-fancy dinner. It was interesting (we made pumpkin stew...Eric's idea...). After dinner, Bry came over for a while and we snuggled on the couch (discovered a couple new things, yay...not only new and interesting, but also something we can do without me feeling like my mother would kill me if she ever found out). Went and saw "Team America," which royally sucked. After the movie, we sat downtown for a little while, then he took me home. We spent like 20 minutes standing on my porch saying goodbye. That's probably one of the hardest goodbyes I've ever had to say.

Sunday I wrote my reflection paper, went to church as usual, then went out to dinner with my family (sans Dad, because he wasn't feeling well). After dinner, I did some shopping for awards night, then came home and did some housework. Around 5:30, Bry came over, and we got to go trick-or-treating. We got to like 7 houses, then gave up and went to Kessel's to buy candy and cake. When we got home from Kessel's, Eric handed me a rock when I walked in the door (because he was the one giving out candy this year)...so I can honestly say I got a rock for Halloween. Bry and I took over the chair in the computer room, and ended up sitting there cuddling for like 2 hours, which was awesome. I was in total sensory overload, but we're not gonna get into that. Around 9, Bry decided he should probably go home before my mother kicked him out, but I managed to hold him hostage for about half an hour...hee hee hee.

So yeah. I had an awesome-tacular weekend.

yep, I'm actually updating properly instead of just posting a quiz...because I'm bored out of my wits (yeah, I know I should be doing homework, but I really don't feel like it)

so I'm really not looking forward to band day tomorrow...yeah, I think it's the whole "having to be in uniform or quasi-uniform for 12 hours when I don't even want to be there and I should be at work or doing homework" thing. yeah.

school is...school as usual, I guess. Ricketts' class is pretty fun, just because he's hilarious. I haven't started on any of my papers yet...yeah, that's bad.

marching band is going pretty well. there's one set in Palladio that's driving me insane though...we're supposed to be in a diag with the trumpets, and Ben can't set the angle right so we're all way too far forward, but it doesn't matter too much because it's never a straight line anyway. it makes me so mad I could cry.

played lots of DDR today...which is good, since it's been officially determined that I'm fat. stupid health class *grumble whine* yeah. it's also been officially determined that I'm slow and I have no stamina and no abs, and I'm incredibly inflexible. oh yeah, this really boosts my self-esteem...

ahh...life is joyous. my room is mostly clean, I've got In Caelum Fero mostly memorized...I've been insanely happy for quite a long time now...and, most importantly, I have an amazing boyfriend, and I (hopefully) get to see him on Friday.

w00t. life is good.