"You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts." --2 Corinthians 3:3
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I think there'll be printers in hell...
...that's why I'm glad Jesus saved me and I'm going to heaven. I'm dead serious. I've just spent the past half hour locked in a battle with two printers. One of which is a nice printer/fax/scanner model that my dad uses for business--up until just recently, it worked just fine with my laptop, then I messed it up and it won't print with it anymore. That was ok, we still had another printer, not a nice one, mind you, but it still worked. But, it chose the exact moment I brought it into my room and hooked it up to Napoleon to die and start eating paper like candy. I swear it's been sucking up like four sheets at a time, then it will laugh at me with its mouth full, while I try to pull the poor sheets of paper out of it. I've had to do this more times than I can count and my crappy science related mess still has yet to print even half of what I need. I'm tempted to just beat the rest of the life out of this heap of plastic-heck and then tell my teacher that my printer ate my homework. I feel like such a dork parked in the middle of my bedroom floor, surrounded by the fallen attempts at printing, and paper waiting on death row, and my laptop looking at me beseechingly and the stupid, evil printer snickering. I want to kick something. Kick something really, really, really hard. I should be concentrating on getting the stupid printer to work; but, I needed to vent. ARGH!!!!
Say 'Cheese!'
Today is the dance photography day at the studio I dance at. So, that means we all get to put on full stage makeup and out dance costumes and go take pictures!! I abhor picture day. I hate it with the burning passion of a thousand suns. I dislike having my picture taken, and so being in the ridiculous makeup and costumes really frays my nerves. Also, I don't like to be packed into a dressing room with 20 other equally annoyed girls. It's not fun. But, it has to be done. I only have 2 more weeks of dance until final performances, so that's pretty good. I'm looking forward to it...
Only a couple more weeks of school!! [throws hands into the air] YAY!! I think the student body has already started counting down. [We have like 30 something days left.] But, then again, I also have exams and projects to turn in! I'm having issues finishing my trifold board for science project; I also have to write like a 3-4 page paper about something in world history [I'm doing Fuedal Japan] and then exams. Also, gym class is going to kill me. Apparently on Friday--I skipped class on Friday because I fell and hurt my knee again--people in my gym class were getting 'attitudes' so now, all we get to do is do excersizes and run. Run. Run. RUN!! Argh. Running is not my favourite thing. Actually I'd rather cheese-grate my fingers off than run for an hour ever single stinkin' day. Sad thing is, I wasn't even there. I did nothing--and yet, I'm being punished for something they did. ARGH!!
...Gah.
Why is it that I always end up on theOtaku during science class. I'm supposed to be currently writing a paper about 'weathering and erosion' and it's such boring material, that I figured 'hey I'll go check out theO!' and so I went over to The Watercooler, and watched the AMV timechaser posted for Le Chevalier D'eon. And I can now say that I'm dying to watch the anime and am obsessed with the song that the clip was played to. So obsessed with said song that I ditched doing my project to find it on iTunes and download it...Thanks, timechaser....
The Last Week of April
It's the last week of April. When the heck did that happen?!
Anyways, I'm 'working on a science project' right now. I'm actually currently in the 'forget this mess!!!!' stage of the science project process. Because I'm past the 'crap, I don't know what to do for this stupid thing!!' stage and the 'hey, I actually have a project!' stage, and the 'where the heck are my test subjects?!' stage and past the 'this isn't so bad, I'm almost done!' stage and the 'this is going to heck in a handbasket because my stuff won't print!' stage and now I've given up and don't care if I 'get caught' on the internet.
My knee is still bothering me. I ran out of my perscription medicine that I'd been taking for it, so now I'm just taking tylenol...it keeps locking up and then when I try to bend it it makes this magnificent popping noise... D:
Tengo hambre.
Geez. I've been up since like 7 this morning; and I blame it all on my cat. He was stampeding through the house. It sounded like a herd of elephants. I'm having a very hard time being mad at him, though. 'Cause currently he's snuggled up in my bed sleeping like a baby. [sighs] How come evil can look so darn cute?! Anyways, it's nearly noon and I haven't eaten anything yet besides some breath mints I had in my desk. I've been stuck up in my room drawing!! I should probably eat. I keep saying: "Ok, my stomach is growling, I'll go get something to eat--but, I'll finish the lineart first!!" Then Corel will proceed to eat the lineart [it seems to be just as hungry as I am] so I'll have to start all over again. Argh.
The sports awards crap for my school is today. I was originally planning on not going but mom said: "I really think you should be there to support everyone." I don't honestly care about everyone. Yippee for them if they get an award. Do I care? No. No, I don't care. But, I still have to go. This would be alright if I could partake in the playing of sports with the teams; but, because I hyperextended my knee; I have to stay off it. So I get to sit outside baking in the sun watching other people have fun. It sounds soooo fun, eh? I'm supposed to be taking pictures for the yearbook; but, the teacher in charge of said book walked away without me being able to say my camera sucks and doesn't work, can I use the schools? So, I'm kind of at an impasse...
