I'm going to have to create a third sub-directory if I keep this up. Added All My Nightcrawlers , Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal , and Warp 9 to Hell to my comics list. I can't really give good reviews being not very far into any of them, but oh well.

Orchestra Concert Friday Night at 7:30, it's going to be very good. Not a very good selection of standard orchestral songs, but the Symphony really makes up for that, absolutely incredible. And just so I can get it out of the way now, instead of post-concert and Senior Field Day and possibly Matrix (wow will I be tired) the Band is very very awesome for us. They deserve much credit. So many solos for them all (which happens alot when you're at most 4 in a section) and the vast majority are played very well (very well coming from a discerning ear). Downside to the damn concert is we're not wearing Tuxes, which I don't like because I really prefer the diginifed look. Costume is nice and all, but there's just something better about being in black regalia (quick, someone mention the cute asians in the silky black orchestra dresses).

Rehearsal today went well, although I'm thinking a regular concert without all the extras is nicer. Sure it'll look great, blend well, but I'm not for the over-the-top approach. Getting home took forever because my car decided to die on me. It's alive again though, hurrah for jumper cables, I need to smack some sense into it though. I would've been home much earlier, but I instead had to wait on my mother, who managed at least 4 major conversations on her way out (all the while carrying a large glass pot full of taco meat). Jin showed up, gave me the standard derogatory remarks that he always does (it's a Jin thing) and Nick was there as well (but he's been around pretty frequently cause classes are out for him) and apparently he played with the Chorus, though I didn't attend so I don't know what he did. I don't think I'll have that kind of legacy next year though I might manage to find some reason to come back...maybe. For Gray and Scher definately, but beyond that there's only perhaps Chang and maybe Bolt of Calc gets some cool rising Seniors in it.

i have no idea if I have orchestra rehearsal tomorrow. I'm assuming yes because somewhere along the lines I'd love to hear Beethoven sound somewhat decent before we perform it (heh, that's what I get for missing Orch for AP's I guess) and I think we've got an hour or so alloted sometime tomorrow, hoping that I don't get burned by the sun.

Current Graduation Tally, 2 congradulations totalling $75, wow. Those Announcements really are useful.

Mmmm.... Lunar Eclipses are cool, though damaging to look at, although I think 3 comics at once did worse.

No Post.

Did Trigun just end? I mean, I wasn't counting, but I think it's finished. Yay for Trigun anyways.

Alright, onto slightly more serious topics (I did have something planned, though I've now completely let it slip my mind. What a pity). Err...ummm....Damn. Okay. Random stuff instead.

Ahh! Piano recital this Sunday! Yeah I'll do fine cause I'm playing uber easy stuff (So should have focused and chosen something else, oh well. My loss). No, ya'll aren't invited (hey, I didn't use ain't, what a pity) cause I don't want anyone to see how much better the little kids are than me.

Orchestra Concert this Friday 7:30. It's going to be good, that goes without saying, and the music is nice. Good theme, but I think the focus on having a theme is actually kinda stupid.

I added two more online comics today: Uncanny X-Sprites (Megaman sprites pretending to be X-Men, so far as I can tell, not very far yet) and Hello Cthulhu (Cute looking Cthulhu and friends plus Sanrio characters).

Ron is now a married man, which is kinda a creepy thought, but not really. I think the creepier thought is knowing that all of my managers/owners have divorced once. He had wedding pictures from his wife's video camera so I saw those a couple times (When Matt arrived and when Big Joe arrived, etc.). Ron still looks like Ron when in a tux, but a very stylish Ron.

It cannot be only Tuesday, it just cannot. I'm already so brain dead from doing absolutely nothing. Getting plenty of time to read my book at least, which is cool because I like it alot, very good. Mr. Pullman writes very well. Locked my keys in my car today, I really have to keep my mind from wandering so often, just not good for me. Oh well. I guess I should be doing some work, but today is soo totally dead. I've been given a random promotional shirt and sent a fax and some Delivery Confirmation Mail and that's it. In the course of an hour and fifteen minutes that's all I've done.

Alright. Not much to say, but that's okay. Today was another one of those blah days. Orchestra wasn't anything exceptional. French was a new movie, this one is based on the premise of a knight and his servant getting sent 900 years into the future where he meets his descendant (although the reason he'd travelled through time in first place (meant to go backwards) was to stop himself from killing his wife-to-be's father and thus ending his chances at having descendants), as if that plot hasn't been done to death. Econ was yearbook signing time, which equated to me doing basically nothing. Lit was a presentation and then eating, nothing fantastic there. Homeroom was random yearbook discussion with Jessie and D'Andrea. Calc was an empty class (read: something like 10 students and Bolt) awhere we did essentially nothing since Bolt wasn't in a Mao mood (likely because Burke had come in 1st period to give someone an award while the class was playing Bond on the PS2, or just over partied or something) so I got some reading done, a process I continued in Music Theory since Chang wasn't here today.

I did manage to get myself a graduation gown, but just a gown. I haven't found the cap yet, but at least the price was right: Free.

On the topic of family togetherness, we showed Prom photos to my Grandmother. Her impressions were (and I would like to note I do not necessarily endorse all of these views) as follows: She liked Nani's dress the best, Jia Jia is obvious destined for success, Leo is obviously not, and John seems like a Bill Cook to her (which, going by the Bill Cook model, would mean 20 years of indecisive college followed by working for NASA).

I think Ed and I's signatures in Pair's yearbook might be a bit too similar (the same general false thank you, etc. except I added Micro to his Marco statement in my signature).

Family togetherness will drive me insane one of these days I figure. I want to know why I'm screwing over my eating schedule so much. In addition to the 11 hours from the last post, I went until 2:00 PM today before eating my first meal, which makes a full 23 hours of fasting for no real reason.

Well, no major events for today so no major Blog. Maybe next week will hold something.

Not a day for the record books. Just the standard chauffering with various miscellaneous gaming thrown in for the mix. I've just realized that it's been a good 11 hours since I last ate. Oh well, no harm done, we'll get to that when I awake. Sleepy time now.

Well. Today was one of those mixed days. Orchestra was alright (I don't love all the songs, but that's okay, it's still a fun thing with great people), French was a funny movie and Madame just kept feeding us (even if I did choke on the powdered sugar on more than one occasion), Econ was playing Fool with Kevin, Ed, and James and showing them my masterful card skills at random games, Lit was Mao cause I've decided that I'll do the forced one on one evening with Jiaz, seems the wisest choice...silly Lakly giving post AP Test assignments, Homeroom was a waste - I should've started reading the book, Calc was just extended Mao (very fun, cool rules, and 3 from me), and Music Theory was combo Family Guy and Spaceballs.

I had meant to watch either Mulan or Kiki's Delivery Service this afternoon but those plans were pleasantly disrupted.

I'm getting frighteningly better at DDR. I still wouldn't call myself good or balanced, but I have the rudimentary skills to keep myself afloat in most situations. I started messing with the options to see what happens. Note to all: Stealth plus Boost plus Shuffle on a fast song = no chance.

Here's to a great weekend everyone, may all things be great and wonderful.

Infoc has taken a much appreciated turn for the better. It might not have been too serious but I've gotten a few allies in the forum and I have a wonderful 3 debates in Serious Discussion forum to read. SeanG and Dr. Pangloss are spectacular to witness.

Current Mood: Sleepy and smiling (the way I like life)
Current Music: Hunting down a song that I've never heard without looking, we'll see what comes of it.

Today's unsafe household activity: Buying Animal Crossing. Owning your own Real World is kinda disturbing. Especially when everyone but your mother does it.

My mother worries me. This was our conversation at the concert:
(Colin's mother makes some comment about Colin never being informed)
(Colin agrees)
(Colin's mother tells him to find an organized girlfriend and then)
"Marry a rich girl."
"Why?"
"Because it's just as easy to marry a rich girl as it is to marry a poor one and a rich girl is much easier to take care of."

Wow...that still seems uber cynical.

The thursday that by all means should have been a Friday.

Okay, my day. Start to Finish. I had a slow start, and despite this fact I decided to be nice and wait on my brother (as opposed to Monday when I left barely after he'd woken up) which was a big mistake because that meant that I aws obligated not only to wait for him but to pick up Jenn as well. I rushed David and therefore got out quickly enough not to be stuck behind a school bus. Instead I ended up behind some freak who made school buses look swift. Anyways, I got to school and found that my mind was again undoing itself for the BC Calc test. Anyways, I did very well on the calculator part (which says something considering I was using the schools Ghetto TI-82) but left 3 blank on the non-calc multiple choice and definately did not get all the rest correct. I eventually managed to figure out all the free-responses, but getting through the ends of #'s two and three didn't happen until after I had put my calculator away. The test wasn't made too much easier by my memory, which came to me at about the start of the free response when I thought to myself "Oh crap, I have a concert today" and then "Oh crap, I left my work clothes at home." But, anyways, I prevailed and hopefully got a 5.

Mao in 6th was pretty fantastic. Then I bailed out on 7th, with Chang's permission, (Note: I owe Cal one) and checked out the AP Art presentation and then played some more Mao and got Jiaz and my research paper back 192/200...not bad. Lakly said to look over her comments carefully, but her 3 criticisms were a comma splice, a lacking transition, and a usage of "it is" and the rest was "good quote" and smiley faces.

Work was, interesting. Intensive packing jobs suck. Today's helpful UPS Store note: Weekends are not shipping days. If you want to get something there by Mother's Day and it's the Thursday before, your only option is a Next Day Air shipment, which is very costly. Ron actually used the phrase "Shits and giggles" and then he said the exact same sentence but used "bullshitting around" instead. I survived though, got home, changed, and then got back to school for Jazz Band and Regular Band concert. It went rather well, although of the 9 songs I have (out of 20 total the whole year) in the Jazz Band's repetoire, we only played 6 songs and only 2 were mine :(. Anyways, Kyle showed up and threw me a curve ball. He wanted me to drive him down to his sister's housing near Tech to pickup his mother's car. Naturally I refused, since I'm tired, hungry, and not a good navigator so I hate driving too far. I later made the mistake of telling my mother about this request, who then offered her services, which I then relayed to Kyle, who accepted, and then of course I got dragged along: and therefore away from my late-night AIM convos (including one I'd just begun with Sean, NYLC asian friend who's going to UCLA and lives in CA, which really irks me) and Infoceptor (which we'll get to later) and lost the ~1h10 (I left close to 10:30, got back at 11:40) that I would have otherwise had. And of course David had been using the cpu for god knows what, but of course that means that my away messages were lost (guess I'll have to talk to Sean again later) and now Winamp was having critical errors whenever I started it up, forcing a restart (which also sucks due to the amount of crap on my cpu). Jiaz, I'd appreciate if you could tell me what Episode of Trigun I missed so I can d/l it.

Anyways. I've decided I don't like immature people. Especially pathological liars on forums. And definately those who can't even notice simple facts. @ Infoc they have a Art forum story they are working on, so naturally I decided to help edit. I asked the head honcho and he said sure, but go ahead and formally apply at the appropriate Thread. So I applied, waited a week and then went ahead and posted my edits. Immediately the lead editor responded, telling me 1) that he was impressed at the things I caught that he didn't. 2) That about 75% of it was actual error the others just stylistic aspects that clashed with me. and 3) that he was glad for any help. About a week later than that Elfdude posts to tell me how to properly use the quote function (Which makes a 1 line quote into 5 lines of quote graphics and text and I therefore consider stupid since I'd be making some odd 5-10 different ones anyways) and to warn me that if I'm not approved by the headhoncho my suggestions won't be taken seriously (and yes, the main editor's post was the one immediately before this one) *Sigh*

Okay, I refuse to stop posting since I really am quite angry about getting dragged by my mother, no anger at Kyle though...he does need the car. So, we have analyzing Colin lessons # 1 and # 2:
Lesson 1) If Colin isn't smiling he's either tired or pissed off. If he's tired, he can either be the "let me sleep" kind where he's pretty much a pushover or the "I've had it" tired where he'll become pissed very very quickly.
Lesson 2) If Colin adjusts his rearview mirror his mood has changed. Since the level of straitness which Colin's spine assumes is a general function of his mood, an adjuctment of his mood is reflected in his posture when causes him to have to manipulate the mirror.

The Band concert sounded good, even the singing. My major issues are that A) I really can't praise anyone/ any section because all Brass sound generally the same (Except when a Trombone has slides) and same with woodwinds. Moreover, you really can't see breath so you can't prove when they are playing sometimes. With Strings it is fairly obvious who is playing and when. A moving bow is a fairly decent indicator. Moreover then moreover, I prefer the orchestra's having all sections represented the in front row (so much cooler then mass flutes I think) and the Basses elevated by stools are standing so you can see them as well. Visablity is cool. Okay, I guess we'll have to do some actual congrats. A generic followed by a kudos to the Concert Lead Saxaphone and then props to Claire (whose little sister looks just like her) and Mimi and Derek (for good posture, good playing, and being all around cool for Juniors). I also had the privledge of shouting the word "Canopy" at Chang. How's that for something you don't do every day.

I'm going to be doing nothing in any class except Orchestra and Econ tomorrow and it's not like I'm not already vindictively sarcastic around Palmer and have stopped caring about Econ anyways.

Today's unsafe household activity: Microwaving Helium Balloons.

Deep apologies to anyone I missed on AIM.

Heh. I doubt I'll be posting anything today. Nothing too special happened and I need to get some Calc studying done. Until I again feel inspired.

Well, Change of plans. I think I'm about as studied as I can possibly get, or at least as I care to get. It ought to be a nice 5 on Calc unless they pull something really evil upon. If someone has an extra Ti-Series Calc could they bring it? Mine's dead in the water (I guess batteries would cool too, but I doubt I remember to bring my adding machine). Just came from getting my ass handed to me in Marvel vs. Capcom 2. 13 strait losses to David's team of Chun-Li, Sakura, and Magneto. I want to know what the hell his "easy" setting versus my "normal" does for him. He seems to pull of his safety rolls (Ie: the crap that lets him avoid a jump-in combo -though I'm too anti-cheapness to use them anyways) and all the other special function attacks much easier. Oh well, just not my game I guess. Technically I'm better, but I care not to be cheap too much. Oh well, I'm going to go sleep and read, probablly in reverse order. So much for watching Trigun. Aw well, that's how life works sometimes.

I'd better get a 5 on Calc. I know what I'm doing for the most part (I just always screw up the second fundamental theorem of Calc, have this last second forgotten Arc Lenth for regular graphs, and can feel my knowledge of Series falling out of my mind (but at least those I can derive), and I still suck at any test that's not ratio), I feel confident, I have plenty of sleep. Guess I'll try and give those topics a perusal, though I hate looking at them through the book, but my notes are insufficient.

My Washington State (just location origin) package came in today :). I'd say what was inside but I'll be fairly obvious methinks since I've even made several comments about it.

Kyle pretty much covered it, but I'm going to get it out of myself anyways. But that doesn't matter because this post isn't going to start a the end of my school day, cause the beginning was fun as well.

Alright, I got to school at roughly 7:53, which is pretty crappy considering I left my house at 7:30, but I was hampered by David (2 mins), Jenn (2 mins), and a very very slow school bus and the usual stupid traffic. I got to school to find the room divided into the test taking guy's room and the back room, so I went out wandering to find Chang and figure out what I needed to know for the Jazz Band concert ("No T-shirts, no Jeans, no sneaks" were his actual words). Then I was told by Cathrine to go get my Calc test, and proceeded to pass Bolt in the hallway so I had to wait outside for a decent length of time. Did eventually get my test, an 83 (though I completely missed the stupid g(x)=fnint f(t),x,0,x (sorry for the calculator terms, but I have no decent way to make an intergral sign). In Orchestra Palmer basically yelled at us (though he didn't yell of course) for having AP classes (and therefore missing Orchestra) and told us that our lower Orchestra (Sinfonetta) could easy pull off the concert today (implying that we did not meet that level, which is true, but only because he gave us a new piece today! And not just any piece, a severely difficult Beethoven of which we had not nearly enough copies (I didn't even have the first page...though I did have 2 third pages).

Econ was...well, you can see how much I did in there by the fact that I posted, read every single Mac Hall I.O.T.M. and even checked most of my major comics. Apparently I'm now passing the class (I have a 70 now, with a 79 on the last test apparently). Lakly's class was planning for the dinner skit thing and my lunch period before the real meat of my day. AP French Lang.

The French Lang Test is the ultimate in evil. It has listening comprehension, listening passages, reading passages, insert the appropriate preposition/article/pronoun, conjugate the verb, an essay, and an oral section (one with a multi-image series, and one single image). We started the madness and found that Rollot's room had 18 tape recorders for 24 people (even basic math says that is not a good thing). Anyways, we started the test under Karpel's direction (yes she did leave, yes she was back, and yes she had a cane). We got through the 40 total listening questions and had gotten roughly 25 minutes into our 55 minutes of time on the reading comprehension when the Tornado Drill went off. So we had someone call the College Board (a counselor) to see if we would be allowed to continue after such a disturbance. Our class (despite the fact that Rollot's room has no windows) got moved to the other end of the E-hall to a room full of yappy Freshmen language arts students. We were told that so long as we finished the test before 5:30 we were okay (go figure how that makes things standardized). So, Karpel gave us 39 minutes to finish our last 30 minutes of the reading (Someone has poor math skills). The reading passages were on, in no particular order: The Importance of Hair as a sign of political and social standing (citing specifically Samson and French Wigs), some small town Picasso lived and painted in at some point (including how he painted his wife and some other woman to make the perfect "neoclassical woman," A passage talking about the chain of discoveries regarding atoms (from electrons to x-rays to Madame Curie), one about Chinese medicine and it's effectiveness (acupuncture, yin and yang), and one more concerning how driving while low on sleep is similar to driving while drunk. We then took our break and then did our Words, Verbs, and Essay (see Kyle's blog for the specifics on the essay). After finishing that we moved next door to Kolesky's room and did the oral. Except the tapes make a very loud and low noise when they are rewinding that aroused far more humor in some of our classmates than it should have. We're not certain how well any of it recorded, and we do have reasons to doubt it...but that's life. Poor Marianna and Whitney's didn't seem to work at all (though I think they did, just didn't get done quite as well, but whatever) so they had to do the 15 min oral section after the rest of us (who got out at fscking 5:45!) So Kyle and I proceed to call the seperate stores where we were supposed to have been working today and asked if they wanted us to actually come in. Neither Ron nor Joe said it would be worth it (with all the rain it had been a slow day at both stores) but Ron did inform me that my mother had called looking for me some 25 minutes ago and that the big tree out in front of the store had been shredded by a lightning bolt. I got off the phone and called my mother to tell her about the delay and that I wasn't working. She told me that the Jazz band concert (as well as everything else) had been cancelled, and that the school had called to inform her that I had skipped 6th period both yesterday and today. Whereupon I screamed "God Fucking Damnit" across the parking lot. Sometimes I wonder how the school manages to get anything done.

I took to the road with Kyle and headed to check out the tree (which wasn't quite split, but was in bad shape) and get some gas at the Kroger Station off of Douglass Road ($1.20). Then I took Kyle back to his house where we had a chat (45 minutes, about low/medium length as far as my chats go) about various subjects. Therefore I was slightly late to dinner, but that's not a major issue in the scope of the rest of the day. Well, that's my freaking day. At least French is over, totally. All I have to say.

Current Music: Jesus Christ Superstar Disc One - 15. Blood Money

Okay. Today will be the evil evil evil French Lang test, then straight to Work, followed by the Jazz Band concert (7:00 PM tonight). It won't be too fabulous, but I'd love to have any of ya'll out there in the audience just for fun if you've nothing else to do.

Current Music: Trigun - Not an Angel (Aren't instrumental songs great?)

Well, my piano lesson was informative. Apparently my teacher's husband's standard for the "goodness" (for lack of a better word) of a dance is how many shirts you go through. Not saying that I agree totally, but it's not a bad indicator.

Apparently Tech Greek life involves formal dances about once or twice a year, and we're talking getting two buses and driving off to South Carolina, or New Orleans, or the beach. Well, you learn something every day I guess.

AP Testing.

Holy hell do I feel drained. I think I took a slightly different approach than most on my essays. For the compared poems I called the first one critical and related the Greek title and the language to Robert Bridges' belief that Eros as a view of love was outdated and archaic (or however that is spelled) because Eros was nothing more than a cruel temptor who knows nothing of love. his "un-[somethinged] lips." And I called the second poem praising of a God so dedicated to the cause of love that he accepts the blows that love throws rather than stepping out of the ring and letting love get lost or fade away. The second essay became Colin trying to remember most of Harbinger's comments because they all held true and writing a basic, straight to the point, no fluff essay. The third one I fell back to my classical form of writing about Creon (and everyone says that nothing good came out of Marcy's class, pah).

Btw: Today's "Pearl before Swine", the comic in the AJC, is fantastic.

Prom:

Alright, I started my day bright and early with a 10:00 AM haircut and then a visit to the bank to cash my latest paycheck. Then Kyle and Nani invaded for lunch followed by a meeting with Nani's friends at Starbucks which got relocated when others nearby broke out cigarettes so we went to the park on Buice Road where I went and brought Vicky back to her house and then David and I went home and I showered and shaved and got dressed. Then we went to Katie's where her father and I had to find an old wedding picture to decide where the boutanier went. Then we took some photos and headed off for Kyles where you can refer to Jiaz's blog for any of the info about that. After the limos moved we went to Schmidt's house and arrived about 8 minutes late, had some quick pictures, and then got rolling. We had six people in a six person limo so things worked out well. It was Erin (Katie's friend and a violinist) and Schmidt (a bass player), Katie (violin turned bass) and myself (bass players) and Dimitri (Trombone) and his date, who I believe was named Rachel, but it might have been something else. Anyways, Rachel had the CD control so we listened to popular demi-rock (Sum41, Blink 182, Offspring, etc.) but never actually finished any songs and a lot of Rap ("Baby got Back" and an Eminem song included). We didn't bother even trying the televisions. The ride involved a lot of Dimitri bashing, mostly because it's so easy, and had it been the first time he and Rachel had met I would have thought I was getting along better with her than he was without trying. Anyways, we arrived at Aqua Blue a bit late, but there was room anyways. We got seated in a back corner, and our menu was a colorful piece of paper with graphic art of little balloons and streamers drawn on it [sarcasm] obviously crafed at with great expense and care[/sarcasm]. The menu was a salad followed by our choice of fillet mignon, grilled salmon, or a vegetarian plate (which no one had), and then a desert of a chocolate moose bomb (the first word I saw on the menu being "bomb") for each couple. It wasn't very large, but that's okay because I didn't want to eat much anyways. After finishing we paid and had to wait as a bunch of other people came in, including Meredith Powers, Megan McCormick, Rick, Tina, Derek, Christina, Ashley Clark, Brent Cirilli, and Mark Chilla, and a ton of others. I forgot to put my Tux over the chair facing back, so I just avoided leaning back the whole time to protect my boutanier. We got in the limo and arrived at Fernback at 7:30. We decided that was way to early and told the driver to keep going. Then we told our driver Brian to get us back there at 8:20 (Rachel wanted 8:30, the rest wanted 8:15, so we compromised). We had a debate about rap music's origins and after Schmidt had seemed to have severely trounced Dimitri, Brian chimed in with a fact that defeat Schmidt, but didn't help Dimitri any so I gave the win to Brian. We got back at 8:20 and went in, all passed the breathalizer, and started saying hi to people and then got to dancing after wandering around a bit. I never took of my jacket because I knew I'd have had the hardest time finding it again with my memory, so we took to dancing. I won't go into specifics about that, but here are some items of note.
I danced with Katie tons, Lulu once when I grabbed her into the circle with me for a forced impromptu waltz dance, once with D'Oraz when I jumped in the circle to dance with Dunn and he backed out, at least twice with Nick plus a three-way booty dance with Nick, Schmidt, and myself. I tried to get a dance with Sam, but Amy stole him back, though they and us did share a random four person sqaure waltz for about a minute. I also did a dance with Katie and Rachel at the same time.
I think the AP tests will be murder simply because my legs and knees are still protesting my actions from the dance.
The song with dance commands was too unclear to be cool, but at NYLC it had been absolutely wonderful. The DJ's total playlist was rather pitiful since I feel in love with Wu Tang Clan at NYLC and we didn't have any great songs that I could hear/relate to.

On a tangent, I have to say that Prom did let me down in the aspect that it was too single-partner oriented event. But that's only because the last dance I went to was the NYLC and we didn't have partners. So on that note; "M", Mona, Steve, Joanna, Karen, Cammy: I miss you all.

After-Prom report.

Jiaz summed it up best: "We expected Prom to be okay and After-Prom to be great, but the result turned out to be the opposite."

I didn't really eat much at after-Prom, which was definately a mistake because my nourishment cycle is still heavy unbalanced at the moment.

The range of activities, which included watching a movie I've already seen many many times (Monty Python...) and a movie I had no major intrest in seeing (Close Encounters...) didn't do anything great for me. The massive DDR setup also held no allure because Katie and I had simply danced as hard as well could the entire time we were at Prom. I know because I'm stilll feeling it and because I've already recieved half a dozen comment without even having gone back to school.

The best part of after-Prom, besides a very tasty Shirley Temple, was definately the long chat upstairs, which is why I'm very glad I'll have those people with me at college. Those people without whom I think I'd very likely loose my mind.

After Katie woke up at 7:00 I took her home and got back to my place at about 7:30. I got the paper for my parents, checked out the news at Infoceptors forums and went to sleep. I was asleep until 11:00, where I woke up, looked at the clock, and went straight back to sleep. Then I was roused at 4:30 so I could get up and shower and go to the Orchestra Banquet, then I came home and started this blog. Damn, I really shouldn't still feel tired after a 9 hour nap.

To those who missed the Orchestra Banquet, I have two more I'd like to throw out. Elizabeth doesn't get her own because her's is exactly what I gave Sophia, they were supposed to split it.

Anyways (which I'm well aware is not actually a word) here goes:

Sarah, I give you a replacement soul (not mine, because mine isn't held by me) since I'm convinced you must've traded yours for you Violin skills and your great appearance which certainly lit up Prom.

Fu, I offer nothing to you besides all sorts of memories. To the word I offer and apology for the day when another violinist joined the word of violas.

Well, since it stands freshest in my memory at the moment I shall attempt to reproduce my Orchestra Senior Will for my own purposes. So, in no particular order.

To Edmund I bequeath myriad memories: All Night Bomberman and the Piano in Savannah.
Sophia All the time I've ever wasted because I know she could use it.
Jordan: I think you should steal Sophia's award (Most Likely to be the next Gap model) on the way out.
Becca: I think you should have gotten the powderpuff award.
Christine: All those great Guys and Dolls memories.
Johnathan Shaw: All of Tim's responsabilities and duties, whatever they might have been and the task of bringing Albert to all the concerts so everyone can go "awww, how cute."
Tim:No. Just No. I'll see you at Tech anyways.
Christine and Christina: Just remember, I always knew which was which.
Kasey:You get nothing because you took Nick to Prom and you've already had everything.
Helen: My hopes that you do better than a mere 1440 on your Sat's and a better than a 98 in your classes.
Mike: A rhyming dictionary so you won't have to revolve all your songs about Cletus the fetus.
Jackie: A regular dictionary so you can find a wider variety of things to say.
Yichen: The greatest Chinese Chess player I've ever seen, you played one game and you won it.
Katie: I hope your next two Proms are at least as good.
Lindsay: See that Katie stays out of trouble.
Kathleen: The great and terrible responsability of leading the Bass section.
Nikhil: Actually, this is from the school, they want your school spirit back, they think it'll be empty without it.
Becca: I think you should have gotten the powerpuff award.
Schimidt: A plea from Chang that you join Jazz Band and a bottle of Tylenol to help you cope with Kathleen.
Keith: My ability to not only lock my roommates out, but to sleep through all their attempts to wake me up so I could let them in.
Sonica The pride of being a Sinfonia celloist and keep Keith out of trouble.
Hannah Hi Helen.

Alright. I was discussing with my father my theory that the combined blast radii of all the world's current nuclear weapons would be, at best, just barely enough to eliminate Australia. I finished by saying "excluding radiation or nuclear winter" whereupon he quickly responded "just remember, if it's nuclear winter there, it's nuclear summer here."

Anyways, Palmer is a paranoid person. I mean I understand where he's coming from and all, but since he'll be out for All-State today (check post time) and tomorrow anyone who misses first period and comes to school later in the day will lose a letter grade unless we have a doctor's note or he calls home and talks to our parents, not that my parents would mind lying, but that's a totally different story.

Anyways. The Red Cross has started to worry me. Firstly, they tracked me down at work to schedule an appointment, which was just really eerie. Anyways, they've streamlined the process so that instead of handing you the questionnaire they pull you out of a database (so you don't have to fill out your Name, Race, Sex, Address, Phone #, Age, DOB, and SSN everytime) and then read you the 31 questions instead of making you circle them (btw, it's required that you circle each one individually. Even if the answer for 1-27 is no, you can't just make one big circle, you have to have 27 little circles). Anyways, my "nurse"/screener was an african american with a thick accent (well, not accent, he was just hard to understand) and he read every single question including the ones beginning "Are you a woman who..." I answered the first one of those "Are you a woman who has had sex with a man who has had sex, even once, with another man?" with a no and the "Are you a woman who is or has been pregnant in the past 6 months?" with an 'I hope not' which prompted my screener to go off on a tangent about the movie "Junior"...I hope I don't have nightmares. Some of the questions seem really repetitive, here's some examples: "Do you have AIDS","Have you been diagnosed with AIDS?" Or the spree of "Have you ever taken drugs or money in exchange for sex?" "Have you ever given drugs or money in exchange for sex?" "Have you ever had sex with anyone, even once, who has ever given drugs or money in exchange for sex?" "Have you ever had sex with anyone, even who, who has ever taken drugs or money in exchange for sex?" That sort of thing.

I got to ride in the 2003 Accord. Very nice. 2.153 K miles exactly, 6 speed, pretty, fast, good sound system with 6 dics changer and steering wheel controls, a bit short, but oh well.