"...Or you'll end up living in a van, down by the river!"

So today hasn't been the best ever, but as I was lookin through old e-mails, I came across a very old one, and this very picture made me laugh so hard I practically died when I first saw it. It once again, made my day today. =]

I'm goin to the mall later, so that should be fun, but we're gonna miss Karl though!

Life is day that doesn't last for long...

I wish I could say I've been outside, enjoying the loverly weather with my super cool friends, but I can't. Yeah, this week my life has been fairly boring. I'm using fairly VERY lightly. With the ever so slim occasional shockwave of my cell vibrating, that's about how much excitement I've had since Sunday. I have a huge research project due next wednesday, I need to get caught up math, and do EXTREAMLY well on my 30 week test, and all I can hope for is that this weekend won't be a total drag. Which it won't!!!! I pretty much live for weekends =]

Maybe it IS the hair...

"ONCE upon a time the king of pop attempted to turn himself into the princess of Motown, Diana Ross - and he had the hair to prove it.
But Michael Jackson is a light-weight compared to the new king of the Hair Don'ts - the tragically tressed "Amerian Idol" finalist Sanjaya Malakar.
Half the world is asking how Sanjaya has hung on as perhaps the worst of the worst crop of male "Idol" "singers" in the show's history. The other half wants to know why he's changing his hairstyle more often than Britney Spears. Simon Cowell may have nailed it a few weeks back when, in a pained voice, he told Sanjaya: "Maybe it's your hair that's keeping you in; I don't know."
The first shock to our systems was when Sanjaya showed up for auditions tressed in a full-out Farrah. How did he even find a hairdresser who still knows how to feather?
Then instead of protecting 17-year-old Sanjaya, the show's producers threw him to the lions - meaning the "Idol" hairstylists.
Last week, he appeared with Jennifer Aniston's hair strangely attached to his head. But it wasn't until he sang for, yes, Diana Ross this week that we went into full toxic shock. Instead of copying her hairdo he showed up as Sally Struthers!
Take heart! If Sanjaya doesn't get the boot - at least we've got the hair."

http://americanidol-2007.blogspot.com/2007/03/american-idol-maybe-your-hair-is.html

ROFL

Montreal?

Since I have nothing that interesting to blog about, here's a letter I got [9 days late, of course] I skipped a couple boring paragraphs...They were mostly about birth certificates and stuff.

"March 19, 2007

Dear Parents and Students:

As many of you are aware, each year O'Rourke Middle School students enrolled in French 9 are invited to participate in a day-long field trip to Montreal, Canada. The educational goals of this trip are two-fold: to visit and tour the 2nd largest French-speaking city in the world; and to provide an opportunity for our students to practice their oral and listening skills in a French-speaking city. We will also be inviting a small number of French 8 students to participate in this trip, based on their homework, participation, and quarterly grades in French class...

This year's trip will take place on Friday, May 18 2007, from 6:00 a.m. to approximately 11:00 p.m. There is a copy of the itinerary, the name of the travel company we will be using, what is included in the cost of the trip and other pertinent information. The cost of the trip is $100.00 per person, with other remaining costs to be funded by the Student Activities Fund.

Students will be responsible for their lunch (to be eaten in the Eaton Shopping Center) and any gifts or souvenirs they wish to purchase...

It is appreciated if all parents would discuss with their children appropriate behavior for this trip and acknowledge that all school rules will be in effect while on this trip. Students will have time to purchase souvenirs...Thank you for your consideration of this important opportunity for your child..."

OK, here are my complaints about this
1. I'm in French 8, French 9 is advanced...ok, not technically a complaint...oh well.
2. $100!?
3. 6am-11pm, major issues with that.
4. I bet we won't be able to eat on the bus, how long of a bus ride is it, like 4 hours?
4a.BUSES >_< bad enough riding them to school and back.
4b. We have to bring our own lunch. What about dinner?
5. I have to turn this in by April 5th. I got it today. rawr.

And yet, despite my complaints, I want to go. ^_^

"I didn't do it on purpose, I SWEAR!"

Just one of the many stupid things Ive said today, not to mention the dumb things I did.

So at around 8am, I woke up to dog barf on me...Then rolled over on it...>_< Not one of my best ideas, eh? Got ready for church...Then stopped at Dunkin Doughnuts, unfortunately I wasn't able to get anything thick and warm, because of my voice, - It just got over being nice and squeaky - I was afraid of it getting all icky again. So anyway, the 9:30 service at Clifton Park kicked off pretty well, nothing too bad happened...Until you go about 10-20 minutes into the service. I was leaning back in my chair, my legs all nice and stretched out, thinking, Oh, I won't hit the switcher on top of the box that turns off basically everything besides audio/lights, that Caroline did 3 weeks before...I'm gonna have to start second guessing myself. Because I guess my foot was right on top of it, and I moved, and then...Black. Within a few seconds, I was on the floor, tears streaming down my face, with Dave and Jon Bates scrambling to get everything back. Yeah, I felt pretty crappy after that. It took about 15 seconds to get the feed back on the side screens, but thankfully the middle HD feed didn't go black...After a talk with Jon, I felt a tad better. ^_^ The 11:30 service went much better than the one before it. Then headed down to the Wises to spend the day with them, and Karl and Little Jon. We watched some Apple Videos, Home movies, and a movie...and I can't remember the name...haha but there was this scene, and there were these two guys fighting [Matt Damon] and I guess when they were fighting, someone knocked some gas over, and Matt Damon killed the guy with a Magazine[v.s a knife...], and when he was done with it, he stuck it in a toaster, and there was this scene where the house exploded. Now, I didn't catch the part where the guy knocked over the gas, so I was like "HUH? You can make a house explode by putting a magazine in a toaster?" haha, yea...Then after little Jon left, we saw some pictures of Jon and Nic a few years back, which was sweet. I really hope that I could go to Malaysia later in my life, that'd be pretty cool...So once again, I'm at Malta, with all of my fingers, thinking about rubber duckies...[Don't ask]

^_^

Rawr!

I sound like a distressed squeaky toy that my dog chews on.

My voice is shot.

Every time I try to say something, I SQUEEK.

UGH.

My voice better be back by tomorrow.=P

in·ev·i·ta·ble - Impossible to avoid or prevent.

I'm like...practically crying...

I'm really sad...

I really want someone to talk to...
But I wouldn't know where to begin...

I don't know what to do about this...
I feel that their is some kind of a strain on numerous relationships of mine, and I don't like it.

At all.
>_<