A bike and boredom

Today I woke up and tried to quietly get out of my room without my dad taking me on a bike ride. I fail. Miserably. About ten minutes after I woke up I was on a bike. At first I kept having flashbacks to my accident but after 10 or so miles I started to get back into it. Pretty soon I was speeding down hills and having a good time. Christa was coming at 1130 so I really pushed myself so I would be able to get home in time. When I got home I cleaned up quickly and |Christa came.
We sat around talking and playing cards. She is so good at spit that I cant win even when I am trying as hard as I can and she is barely paying attention. At 3 my mom held a party for a graduate student of hers who just got her PHD.
She is an incredibly nice person and also a nun. My mom did probably the cheapest thing you could do for a gift and got her a bag “with our loving thoughts in it”.
After a while Christa left and the party dissipated. The last time we had a party my mom was sure I was high. This time I decided to really flip her out so I kindof did my whole stoned person impression and watched Cheech and Chong. This probably means tomorrow she will shout at me about it.
As if my Sunday wasn’t exciting enough already I decided to do a bunch of homework so I wouldn’t have to do it on Thursday or over the weekend during the Ithaca festival.
3 hours later you have me here. I am completely sapped of any creative writing and feel like I need to go to sleep.
Peace and love.

Short boring post

Hello. Today was rather uneventful so for the sake of you, the reader, I have decided to cut the length of today’s post to ½ a page instead of the normal page.

I woke up this morning and went for a jog. This was the first time I have actually gone on a run by myself. When I was in 4th grade I had a series of dreams about abduction and later that year at Kmart 2 men came up to me and tried to talk to me in a creepy way. When my mom appeared they ran off. This left me with a strong fear of all public places. I think it has taken until now, 5 years later for me to overcome this fear.

After my run Christa came over and we went for a walk in Sapsucker Wood with Tavi, my dog who we let off the lease. It was a nice walk and when we got back we hung around my house for a bit.

Then I got my dad to take me to the mall and I watched Pirates of the Caribbean: the worlds end. I believe the movie did exactly what most movies are supposed to do, entertain. There was only one moment in the movie that I found thought provoking and that was a scene at the very beginning where a corrupt British official was reading off a list of emergency changes. It sounded surprisingly like the patriot act with a list that blocked free assembly, haduis corpus and other things like that.

After the movie I came home, ate dinner and spent some time fooling around on ebaums world, which is kind of embarrassing. After that I decided to write this post and go to sleep.

Sweet dreams intrawebs.

A straight forward day

Today I woke up to the blasting of Yoshima Battles the Pink Robots by the Flaming lips from my iPod alarm I had hooked up with my speakers. This defiantly woke me up but also woke my family up as well. In my defense waking up at 7 is a good time to wake up.

After waking up I did the morning stuff and blasted Shpongle until I had to leave for school (if you want to listen to some Shpongle I have a small clip from their song Divine Moments of Truth at the bottom of this post). For first and second period we had this massively bitchy substitute teacher who basically told us all that she was smarter and better than all of us because she was older. Somehow her old age wasn’t very conductive to classroom control.

Second period was elections and JT decided to run them for our class. They were true American democracy style elections. This of course means I voted 3 times along with the rest of my class. Our sub was flipping out all class which made it all the more fun.

At lunch JT broke JiWon’s Nalgene bottle and got shouted at by the almost legendary fat security guard Boone. JiWon was rather upbeat about it all and didn’t really complain that JT broke her Nalgene bottle.

After school I went downtown with Christa. I got some coffee for me and peppermint tea for Christa. The lady at Gimmie was very nice and gave me the peppermint tea for free but still stamped my card for two drinks.

After Christa was picked up by her dad the clouds burst on me. Instead of being all depressed by rain I decided to listen to the song Dancing For Rain by Rise Against very loudly and that made being in the rain a lot of fun. I was actually having so much fun and was saddened when it stopped raining.

In the car home I decided to mess with my mom a little bit. I did the partially closed eyelids thing and attempted to slur my speech. By the end of the ride she was flipping out asking me if I was okay and the like. I think the scariest part for her was when I stopped doing it and seemed to miraculously sober up.

At home my dad started bitching at me about my decision not to take the SAT II for bio seriously. In an attempt to show him I would do badly on it I did a practice test. I ended up getting a 710 which is a really good grade so I am going to spend memorial weekend having fun AND practicing for the SAT.

I must end my post a little short today because I am off to go walk my dog Tavi and do some quality sleeping.

Peace and love and Shpongle Below.