Woot! Holla holla.
So long ahs mwahahahahahahaha!
I am graduated bitches :) finally!!!!!
Been partying a lot lately.
Omg at the grad party there was a hypnotist
Show and I volunteered. The guy made me
Think that I was madly in love with Andre Defills
And made both of us almost kiss eachother twice!
But as we would go to kiss both of our breath smelled
So bad that we just couldn't do it.
Andrew was a good sport about it. I can't wait until
I get those photos.
I also got an iphone!!!! But typing on it
Kinda sucks.

Soooooooooo... I know I am totally behind in the whole series but I am completely hooked on BATTLESTAR GALATICA.... I know, I know... just now starting the series SHAME! SHAME! But oh well....

SENIOR PROJECTS ARE DONE THANK YOU LORD ABOVE!!! Not to mention I heard that Joshi and Edgerton went on and on during some of their classes about, how my recycle program has done so much for the school and how impressive it was.... Well... I know this won't sound the least bit modest, but I don't care...
My presentation only took up FOUR tables : D

Now just a matter of riding the currents and graduating *WHOOP WHOOP*

and PROM omigoodness, I am going to look so beautiful in the pretty blue dress I got... I will attach a photo...sometime...

I got a make-over I went back to my old hair style I had in freshmen year.. It suits me the best, except for I am doing the whole blonde thing.. So far I have gotten good feedback about it :}


lalalala.... Got an awesome necklace at Folklife, which was pretty fun to go to.
There is only one thing that I dont understand. why must "hippie" people ALWAYS have dreads and a mangy looking dog on a rope? I swear to god Folklife was full of them and they ALL looked like that! Nice way to not conform guys... LAWL EPIC FAIL!
*sigh*

Thursday March 12 2009, 1:20pm

In fifth period (after lunch), and in the totally most dumb class ever (robotics engineering)I tried to take a drink out of my yellow "Life is Good" nalgene. But I put in my mouth in a way that only involved my top lip and my nose, to receive the water and giant ice cube pumelling down out of the top.

My face in the circumference of the nalgene filled up with ice cold water, and shot up my nose. I then pulled my face away quickly and broke the seal, I made a "ploaup" noise and the water gushed down my face, the top of my dress and pooling in my lap.

I was completely drenched (with water dripping off my face) with a look of utter shock, turn to look at andrew and he is just looking at me laughing his ASS off.

So my dog Mac died on New Years Eve at 9 pm.
He just lied down on his dog bed, had difficulties getting up for about 15 min and then flopped over and died.

But right before he died I was petting him and pleading for him not to go (of course balling my eyes out) he looked at me straight in the eye (I guess to say I love you too) and stopped moving and breathing.

Then we had to load him into the car (which wasn't easy considering he was a 105 pound boxer, it took three people to carry him on a blanket) and drove him to the vet.

At the vet she double checked his heart beat and we made arrangements for him to be cremated like Joe was.

I feel like a piece of me has died, Mac going can be compared to Old Yeller dying. He was my first puppy and my baby dog, he slept with me every night and spent most of my free time cuddling him on the couch or on my bed for 8 entire years.

He was very old for a purebred boxer though, because of the many health problems they have. Poor Mac was allergic to grass, pollen, dust, cedar tree bark, and a specific type of birch tree. So he was always so itchy on his neck, and he would bald on his back during the spring time.

At least he gets to be with Joe again, they were very strongly connected to each other.

I will always love and miss Mac the boxer dog with all of my heart.

So here I am, wide awake without any hope of actually falling asleep.

I don't know what my problem is, but whatever it is it has been keeping me up for the past 6 days.

I am so wide awake right now that I could hop up and down on one foot, and not even wobble or experience a tiny hint of falling over.

I could recite the national anthem without faltering for a second.

I could play soccer and win the game.

I would be able to climb a rock wall without slipping and falling.

*sigh* I'm so bored....

oh well... off to do something to preoccupy my god-awfully alert brain.

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The new freshmen at my school really piss me off. All of the guys are ick. And all of the girls dress like sluts, they all look the same, and they are all really bitchy.

I'm like OMG! did you like... get your personality off of the Disney channel? Bunch of Hannah Montanna wannabes.
My fifth period class is crawling with them. I am one of the five seniors in that class, and there is only one junior.

I swear to god, everytime I turn around the freshmen girls are giving me really dirty looks, then they go run off to the bathroom to put on more make up.

Stupid jealous bitches... just because I have and ass and boobs that grew about a cupsize over the summer, deosn't mean that they have to be all... UGH.

And I have been nothing but nice to them. The freshmen boys are at least nice to me, but they kind of spend most of the time staring at my chest or my ass.

Annoying. Stupid highschool bitches. Most of the friends I THOUGHT were cool, and have been my "best" friends all of highschool have started to be bitchy to me. But thats just because I don't have that much drama anymore, once I stopped bitching, they kind of stopped listening to me.

Oh well, no one makes life long friends in highschool. Its like a 1 in 10 chance.

So, awesome story about something that happened to me this summer.

I went to a family reunion in Florence, Oregon at a camp ground that was right next to HUGE sand dunes.

My awesome redneck uncle had brought his two ATV's along, so that we could have some fun.

So I was really excited about this, and REALLY wanted to go.

I tagged along when my uncle went to the sand dunes, and convinced him to let my ride one.

So I got the little white helmet on and got on the ATV.

Now at the very beginning there is a HUGE sand dune hill, that looks like it would be suicide to drive up it.

There was no way in hell that I was going to. So my uncle drove me up it, with me screaming and holding on for dear life.

Then he sped me down it (he must of thought it was funny) and then sped me up it again.

At the top he briefly explained the controls to me, then hopped off and left me to fend for myself at the top of the hill.

I wasn't on the thing for more than ten minutes when my aunt and cousin came speeding my way on the other ATV.

So my aunt asks me "do you know the way down?" and I reply "No."

She then said "its down that way" and hits the gas and sped up this little sand dune hill.

So I was thinking ok, I guess I should follow her.

Now here is the funny part, the hill looked little, but if I had looked at it closer I would have realized that it was FREAKIN STEEP.

let me paint an image, the hill had a little pathway for the ATV's and then brush and trees on either side of the hill.

So, I get my ATV perfectly centered (because my uncle told me if I try to drive up a dune sideways, I would fall off and flip the ATV.)

I hit the gas to the maximum speed the thing would go and head up the hill.

I got about HALFWAY up the hill, and in a split second I was hanging from the tree on the right side of the dune, by my arms like a monkey.

I was wearing cargo shorts so I scrapped my shin (it was just a little gash) but it was bleeding, and I swear I bruised my ENTIRE shin bone, because a little gash shouldn't have hurt THAT FREAKIN BAD.

I had also bashed the right side of my face, under my eye into the tree (so that I had a puffy scratch that later turned into a nice black eye.)

I look down and I had flipped the ATV over and then rolled it onto its side, so that it was nicely jammed into the brush.

I was so high up in the tree that I when I dropped down I kindof tweaked my ankle.

So I'm sitting on the sand dune that I attempted to drive up, with a glazed look on my face, laughing and shaking.

My uncle and my second cousin had to lift the ATV up and drive it down the hill to get it back.

The good thing is, I only ripped a little hole in the seat.

Now the real humor to the story, is that I didn't know that the ATV I was driving, didn't have enough HORSE POWER to get up the stinkin hill anyways.

I didn't drive on the sand dunes for the rest of the day lol.
:)

Down to the home stretch. One more year, and then its off to college and into an apartment.
Its weird.
I always thought that I would feel more accomplished, and so grown up once I reached senior year.
Hurrumph.

Well, I have my senior project to worry about. 40 hours of volunteer work to worry about. P.E contracts to worry about. And the reconstruction of my school portfolio to worry about.
SHEESH.

I'm excited for my senior project though. Tackling the recycling problem at my school. Can you guess what the problem is? There ISN'T any recycling taking place, not from a company or the school.
grrrrrrr.....

yup yup

BUsy, Busy, Busy.
That's all I can say.
finally got some free time on my hands..
Lifes good.
Stressed about school and money. But who isn't?
Lois is still a little terrorist, of a puppy.
Mac is still a baby.
I have a cold.
A sprained wrist.

Oh and I went to my old Elementary School today.
SO WEIRD.
Everything shrunk. Saw old teachers, it was awkward.
yeah

So to completely rain on the start of my weekend.
Thursday night I had TERRIBLE back pain and a high fever... I couldn't sleep... not to mention a POUNDING headache.
Friday morning it was even worse, so I ended up staying home.
It was terrible, my head was pounding and my fever was making me sweat. Not to mention that I couldnt stay still for a second, because my back was killing me.
so I just layed on my bed writhing in pain and moaning. Not to mention that it made me miss the AHS Snowflakes in Seattle semi-formal that I had been waiting for.
So I called in sick at work.. and here I sit... in pain and dizzy.
hopefully the pain will stop by tommorrow.... doubt it though.
but the silver lining on that very black cloud.
last night Andrew came over and comforted me.. we all watched the classic christmas movies in the tv room.( Me, Andrew, Mom and Autumn) you know the "Frosty The Snowman," with Bing Crosby as the narrator and "Santa Claus is Coming to Town." With Fred Astaire as the narrator. And ate hot soup with dumplings, huddled in blankets and drinking orange and cranberry juice.

Do you know what one of my biggest pet peeves is?
when someone cant have an intellectual conversation without being objective.
there is this kid at school, that whenever we have in class discussions. He talks about religion.
(because he is really religious) ad he cant see anything past that. ITS SO ANNOYING!!
why cant he take religion and shove it up his ass.. and try to THINK once and a while.
grrrrrrrrrrrrr.............
like what deos GOD have to do with thinking? people try to pin god to everything.. oh god wants me to feel this way, god wants me to do this.
SHUTUP maybe these things are happening... because you like a girl... or because you feel guilty about something.
god didnt make you think.
electrical impulses and the chemicals in your brain made you think.
God had nothing to do with it.
blind faith, that restricts you from being what you could be.
from living to your full potential about what you want to live for.
not what some ancient dead corpse wrote on a rock and said that it was the word of god.
I dont get it.
>:(

Soooooo.....
things are great.
Things have been going great with Andrew :D
things have been going great in my life...
IT WAS SO COOL.
I got to spend the night at his house the WHOLE weekend :D
I am so glad that our parents approve of us.
makes life a WHOLE LOT easier.
yup yup.
although... I am having a HUGE problem of not doing homework..
I just cant seem to make myself do it.
dunno why... weird...

So since we ended the last entry on a sad note, heres a little update on things.

We received my mothers MRI results and they came back completely normal, so the storm has passed for now.

Andrew Munoz and I are dating AGAIN. LOL
and this time things are going SUPER.
we have history, been off and on romantically for five years. 0_0
CRAAAAAAAAZY
also my mother and my other mother both like him. My family likes him. Friends of the family that have met him like him. And even my soccer team approves.
:D
so for now everything is good in my world.
YAY!!

Ok....
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...........
So my mom might Have MS and we are praying to god that it isnt ALS...
................
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shit my life sucks.
ARGH
My mom just told me this.
we havent recieved the MRI results back yet.
shit....
shit
shit
shit
shit
shit
shit

Ok so I am completely fed up with my old dinky AIM screen name.
That poor screen name has been through to much horror.
And plus I have shed that part of my life like escaping a rather large patch of scabby, bloody, dry skin that even with a million coats of lotion wouldnt moisturize.
so now my screen name is:

RobotsCOMMAND

ok so today when school got out at 3:30 I went to the bathroom to put my soccer stuff on for practice.
As I was walking to the 132 bus stop I walked by three fifth graders. One of them says loudly oh look there's a hoe.
I stop and ask him what did he just say. He repeats it and then I walk away because he is a little fifth grader. He yells after me SOCCER HOE SOCCER HOE
Then when I get to my bus stop I tell a friend what happened... and she volunteered to beat them up for me. Then those little jack asses walk by us from across the street yelling SOCCER HOE SOCCER HOE.. HOW MUCH DO YOU COST? my friend yells at them and they call her a bitch.
Then my friend and two other girls walk across the street and bitch them out.... but that didnt stop them.
they called us cunts, whores, hoes, bitches.
so then one of the girls boyfriends dad comes to pick him up.
he tells his dad and his dad gets out of his big red pick up truck.. I swear the man was 6 ft tall. and starts talking to them.
we had to get on the bus at this time.. but the girl was texting her boyfriend and she said that the fifth graders started dissing his dad...
and I am waiting to hear what happened tommorrow.

so I wrote the daily happenings in my journal everyday at camp and here they are:

Day 1 August 1st 2007:

Today the hike was rather fast WE OWNED THE MOUNTAINS booyah ><
although we did get eaten by THOUSANDS and THOUSANDS of biting flies. Those little suckers drew blood too when they bit!
The REALLY high hills and the switchbacks were a bit rough, but you have to work through the burn and inability to breathe. We crossed a bunch of waterfall/streams. There was this lookout place at the Hannagan Camp Grounds, it was SO NICE because of the warm breeze that scared away alot of the bloodsucking flies and PLUS it was a BEAUTIFUL view of the mountains.
I ended up seeing about 48 hearts today along the trail in various places, one of them was a heart shaped snow spot on the mountain across the valley from us. Right next to the lookout place there was a grass valley like a meadow, with two streams. I SO would have built a house there, but with LOTS of fly strips.
We FINALLY got up the trail head of Hannagan Pass took a well deserved break. Then it was all down hill from there to the campsite called Boundary Camp.
At Boundary there was this cool Dr. Suess looking branch from a tree that kindof swirled like a spiral, and had a old bee hive hanging from it.
I got to cook dinner which was chicken burritos, first time I ever lit a regular lighter or set up a stove.
We found out that refried beans+ cheese+ mustard is the poor mans crack because I was SO WACKY after dinner. I was wiggling doing the "we hung our food on the bear pole" dance. Man that bear pole, it was bent which made it extremely difficult to get our food to hang from it because the hook part on the top also revolved around.
Walking (well wiggling on my part) back to camp after the bear pole we noticed this tree on the top of the mountain that looked like a evil man/creature. So we named him Bob, he would throw his rotting human flesh poop at you if he were mad and then at night. He would come down into the camp site, eat you then spit out your organs. Make soup from them and then pee it out. The lump beside him is gary the snail that says meow.
Then after "evening circle" where we share things about ourselves to get to better know one another. My head lamp shone upon to glowing yellow dots, I looked at them closely wonering if they were eyes.. then the MOVED!! and I screamed "OH GOD THOSE ARE EYES" and I tried to jump into a nearby bush. LOL but it turned out it was just a stupid deer.
AND THAT WAS THE FIRST DAY OF BACKPACKING