"There are those who would rather shake the Devil by the tail...

 No, srsly. I do D:

Curse my inability to make new friends and lack of social skills! Damn them! I only feel comfortable around my friends. The ones I have now. Whom I love. Therefor, I always feel complied to act crazy and stupid and amusing only when I'm around THEM. (And family members, but they don't count. And that only includes some of them anyway) With everyone else I'm always like, a little quiet omish girl or something. D: But sometimes I'll have these rare bursts of crazy, though, around certain people, but I'm never around them enough for me to actually become a CLOSE friend to them. So, getting to the point earlier when I'm only comfortable around my friends, that's how I can make new friends. By being around the friends Ialready have. UGH. Thank goodness for Nicole, who is two of my classes and who is quieter than me. Social skills is something we both lack~

UHH ANYWAY, LITTLE RANTING BURST THERE UHMM... Oh, yeah I went to go see WICKED on New Years Day at the Girshwin Theatre in New York City with my dear Aunt Lizzy and mother :DDDD Telling you what i thought of it would just be repeating what everyone else has been saying about it, but I will say it anyway.

IT WAS AWESOME YES. 

I know I have stories to tell about that day, but I'm lazy and want to move on to my day today :U All that you need to know about that day is that we got there at eleven, in the morning. And left at eleven thirty. At night. The reason for this is that we had to take the bus. And we could have left earlier, but the play let out at 9:45 ('cause it was a seven o'clock showing) and the bus came at ten. "Oh, we can make it" says my Aunt. OH NO WE CANT D: So we dont even bother. And the next bus was at 11:30 so YEAH D<< I got home at one. In the morning. BEFORE A SCHOOL DAY D:

And what sucks even more, is that when I was pimpin' my Uncle's iPod, I had all of the new songs he wanted me to download for him, and when I hooked up my iPod to charge the day before, my stupid effin' computer must have synced MY iPod with those new songs that I got for my Uncle. Because when I went to sift through my songs when I got on the bus, I only had three songs.

Don't Stop Believieving by Journey. Teenage Wasteland by The Who. She Sells Sanctuary by The Cult.

...SO I LISTENED TO THOSE THREE SONGS FOR THREE HOURS. OLD GUY MUSIC, MAN. OLD GUY MUSIC D: But it's okay, 'cause I like those songs anyway >_>;;; I mean, yeah, I would have liked a little more variety, but it sufficed.

SO TODAY. FULL OF AWESOME. Well, kinda. Yeah :D We only had three days this week, and it was made better by the fact that I got to see nearly all of my friends each Flex of each day :3 BUTANYWAY. So, yesterday, Mr. Hull (stupid history teacher) tells us to bring in a hooded sweatshirt and a blanket. Which worked anyway because it was a dress down day today. (for a rip-off of three dollars, but it went to a good cause - which wasn't the school). And he tells us that he'll have the windows open in the classroom. IN THE MIDDLE OF A FREEZING JANUARY. And that we can't talk. (I've been beginninga lot of my sentences with "and", haven't I?) AND AND AND UHH.

So, we were in formed in the morning that there was a natural gas leak and that all windows were to remain closed. Thus, the window problem was solved. So, I'm luggin' my awesome blue blanket to History class second period and I waltz in and two of the windows are WIIIDDEEE OPEN. And one is RIGHT NEXT to my SEAT >:U He's trying to kill me. Honestly. >< So, he kicks us out of the classroom when we all get in there, and then when we get called back in, all of the desks are jammed to the sides and back of the classroom and he tells us to put our blankets on the ground, then separates some of us to go to the section of desks on one side, the other side, and in the back. So me and Emily are kicked to the back surrounded by a bunch of boys (EEEWWW COOTTIIEESSS) and Mr. Hull VICIOUSLY RIPS UP MY TREASURED BLUE BLANKIE AND TOSSES IT OVER TO THE UNWORTHY. Oh, yeah, and the number one rule of this whole thing was that you can't talk. So I couldn't tell him off. Not that I would have, but still <_<;; 

He hands out papers to each of the four sections and as we read them, he's strewing magazines EVERYWHERE on the floor where my fellow peers aren't. As I'm reading this paper, it's OUR job to CLEAN UP THIS SHIZZ plus WASH ALL OF THE BOARDS. And those boards are damn MESSY. Mr. Hull then proceeds to give me and Emily the job of going to get wet rags. Well, he's going to get wet PAPER TOWELS because the girl's bathroom doesn't CONTAIN rags. As soon as I walk out of the classroom, I rant away about how Mr. Hull gave my blanekt away to the others.

I. LIKE. THAT. BLANKET. D:<

We come back with the rags towels, and since all of our fellow group members are being stupid and picking up the endless amount of magazines, me and Emily take it upon ourselves to wash the white board. A NEAR IMPOSSIBLE FEAT, IT'S LIKE THE SCRIBBLE-SCRABBLE ON THERE WAS WRITTEN THERE YEARS AGO. My arm was like, death D: Then stupid Emily goes over to wash the chalkboard. MUCH EASIER.

So as the choir monks singing in Latin plays, Mr. Hull informs us that when it stops, we rotate sections counter-clockwise. When that happens, we go to the appropiate station, and our job is to be scribes. Which is basically just writing this one sentence in Latin I can't remember over and over. Our next station was to sleep/rest/pray and I GOT MY BLANKIE BACK <3 But I had to share with Emily stoopid D:< Then our last destination was to just sit at a desk and listen to the music praying and mull over our lives. Or something. Yeah, we were monks for the period. But unfortunately, it didn't take up the WHOLE period. So, he lectured us after. Lol, two of our students got banished for talking nyeeheehee~

LOL HEALTH XD

...Okay, lemme esplain >_> SEE, we were doing this activity with blood pressure-taking thingies (the thingie that goes around your arm and the nurse pumps it up and you're all "DUDE THE PRESSURE") and stethescopes and I physically forced got Nicole to be my partner. Not that either of us had a choice :D BUT NAW, we's good friends, right? ...RIGHT? D:  HUNH ANYWAY. We had to perform these activities and I made Nicole my labrat >:D So, I'm trying to figure out how this blood pressure thingie works, and I put the thing on my arm, pump it up, which takes FOREVER. But it WOULDN'T have taken forever if I had done it right. So, I look over at Nicole and the air that was pumped into it is ABOVE her arm and looks like a square erection. Then Mr. Oliver comes over and is all "UHH YEAH YOURE DOING IT WRONG :DDD LET ME HELP YOU" So, when we get it right, I make Nicole suffer through it once, then she has to suffer through it twice more. Because we had to fill in three times for our activity sheet. So then Nicole's all "IT'S YOUR TURN :D" and I'm all "nyeehhh D:" So, I sacrifice my right arm up to her and she beings pumping. So, she gets it up to 100 MM and I'm says, "It would be nice if you stopped (:" So, she stops. I look down at my arm.

IT.

IS.

PURPLE.

I'M NOT EVEN FUCKIN' KIDDING. YES I EVEN CUSSED TO EMPHASIZE. I compare it with my left arm, and it is FREAKISH. So, I'm spazzing out telling Nicole to let it out, because you have to turn the dial on the pump-thingie in order for it to PUMP then turn it the OTHER way and Nicole CAN'T. So I grab it, I can't do it, then I turn the back of my hand up to look at it and my veins are DISTURBING. THE ONLY ONE I CAN SEE CLEARLY ENOUGH IS A SWIGGLY LINE DDDDDDX So, I rip the thing off and stop flailing my arm all, "CIRCULATE CIRCULATE PLZ BLOOD CIRCULATE ;_____;" After my arm returns to normal, I complain about a bit of a lightheadness and Nicole the same and Mr. Oliver overhears and he's all "THEN DON'T DO IT ANYMORE D:" and waltzes over and I tell him how Nicole cruelly tried to cut off the circulation in my arm my arm turned all purple and my veins were squiggly and again he repeats, "YEAH DON'T DO THAT D: You shouldn't really even feel it. Nicole must have had it WAY to tight". And yeah, I kinda figgered that D: Nicole kept apologizing to me periodically throughout the class XD We eventually concluded that we would make crappy nurses. And I reminded Nicole that if I came into school on Monday with my right arm gone, it would be her fault that I had to get it amputated~

I GOT A NEW PHONE. Although, I don't like it all that much because it has crappy ringtones and it doesn't do that neat thingie that my old phone does when I close it. (youll only know what the neat thingie is if youve seen it). So, within the span of five minutes, I had completely personalized my new phone, and you would think that - after the pimpage - I had owned it all my life~ What sucks even MOAR though, is that my Pa had a specific reason for him and me getting new phones. To install a tracking device. In my phone. With his phone. So he would know exactly where I am every waking moment of every day.

...

UH, YEAH D:

AND I' M ALMOST DONE WITH PORTAL <3 Lolz, I made the background on my computer Portal :3 And I plan to make the background on my last name account of my laptop Portal. And - get ready for this, GET READY - I have decided that I will do the seemingly impossible.

I am going to make... A PORTAL PILLOW.

YES. I HAVE IT ALL IN MY MIND ALREADY. ALL PLANNED OUT. ALL I NEED IS A CHEAP ONE DOLLAR PILLOW, SOME YARN, AND A "SEWING FOR DUMMIES" BOOK. This way I can actually do something productive. ...Even though it's not REALLY that productive ._. AND I'VE DECIDED I WAS GOING TO DO SOMETHING ELSE AS WELL BUT I WON'T TELL~

Nyehh, I have a piano recital this Sundayyyy D: Which means I will be playing songs in front of many people I don't know. I plan on practicing all day tomorrow. Until my fingers bleed. BLEED.