Oh yeah, I bought (or should I say my dad bought) a new swim cap for the swimming unit in PE next week. I found it on eBay today during school. Isn’t it the bomb? That’s what I thought. I’m gonna be the freaking coolest person in the class. Everyone will be like, “Dude, Lanni, your cap is so freaking cool, I wish I had one! Where’d you get it? eBay? They don’t have any left you say? Damn.” Exactly.

School sucks yo.

I have to stay after school tomorrow to work on my English project on chapters 17 and 18 in A Tale of Two Cities with my partner. I think I’m staying after school on Friday too.

It’s all right/’cause there’s beauty in the breakdown/So let go.

Well, I have to go back to school tomorrow. Boo hoo. It’s better not majorly suck ass or a might just be slightly upset.

I cleaned my room finally. It’s freaking spotless. I even found my baby blanket that I haven’t seen for at least 3 years. I suddenly remembered that I was going to look for something, but now I can’t remember what it was. I hope I found it.

I want some Pez.

I can’t spend money. Well I can, but I won’t. Spending money makes me feel depressed. I can barely buy a magazine without thinking I’m an idiot for spending three bucks on something I’ll read once and throw away. Today I went to purchase a duffel bag from L.L.Bean so I would have my own for the school trips I’m taking this year. I asked my mom for the money but said no. So I went to pay with those gift cards I received for Christmas. I had to ask my mom how to do it and by the time she was done talking with me I decided that I didn’t want to buy it anymore. Who would pay $65 for a duffel bag and a personal organizer anyways? It’s just too much money. So I gave my mom the excuse that I’m saving for something. I’ve been saying it for years. And I guess I am. I’m too freaked out that I won’t have enough money when I have to move out and I’ll end up homeless and starving. I’m so worried about something that will probably never happen. It sucks. And I’m not even very good at not spending money. I’m an impulse buyer. You can’t even imagine how many useless things I own (remember the $8 Magic 8 Ball I bought last month?). Ugh, I hate money.

Ah, February break. Katie’s been over at my house for the past 3 days, that’s why I haven’t really posted anything. Hmm, she came over first on Wednesday. At 3ish. We decided to go to Goodwill. We bought lots of stuff. I got 3 t-shirts, one flannel shirt, one sportcoat, and one little clip-on tie. Katie also bought a sportcoat. We went home and made some bracelets. At about 9:30pm we asked my mom if she’d take us someplace to show off our awesome sportcoat, and she said we could go to Wal-Mart. We bought big plastic beads shaped like animals. Then we went to Blockbuster and rented Garden State and Chicago (the non-bootleg version). My mom had to fill out some form for her Blockbuster account, so she gave me the keys so I could pick her up at the door, score! I even backed out of the space without accidentally turning the other direction. And I remembered to stop at the stop sign, and I knew to go before the guy that just pulled up going the other direction. Afterwards we went to MCC. Parking lot Q. I’m only allowed to drive up to 20 in parking lots, 30 on the road around the campus. We went around about 3 times. It rocked. We got home, watched Chicago, made some more bracelets, and I went to bed at around 3am. Liz and Katie didn’t go to bed until around 5am. Weirdos. Katie left the next morning before I got up and came back at 10pm. I didn’t do much during the day. I actually can’t remember what I did. I watched Garden State, which was awesome—it’s going on my favorite movie list. We hung out that night and I went downstairs to bed at 1am. I couldn’t sleep and Katie was still upstairs so I found a random movie on the shelf that I’ve never watched. The label was in my weird old neighbor’s handwriting, so I thought why not? and watched it. The first one was Anastasia, the Disney movie. It was cute. Afterwards was a movie called But I’m a Cheerleader, which was about gay people or something like that, I turned it off 30 minutes through because I was tired. This morning Katie was still here and we just hung around all day, she left an hour ago after we played an intense game of Pictonary Jr. During the day we started writing a “High-5 Handbook” but soon got distracted and never finished. Now I’m watching TV.

Did you notice the spiffy flickr badge on the sidebar? It shows my most recent photos.

Day 1: Friday, February 18, 2005. We left the house at around 11am. Muhahaha, I didn’t have to go to school. I spent most of the car ride reading magazines and listening to the iPod. We made good time and arrived in New York City at around 5 (RUSH HOUR!). We had old maps and we managed to accidentally turn left onto the Brooklyn Bridge. And that was my first visit to Brooklyn. We eventually made it to our hotel, Off Soho Suites. Our room was most likely a small apartment some time ago. It had a kitchen with a small stove and fridge, a small bed room, a decent size bathroom, and a living room/dining area. After that we headed on foot over to my Aunt Marta’s apartment. We sat around and talked for awhile, and then walked to a restaurant called Telephone. I had a chicken pot pie, it was excellent. Afterwards we went back to the hotel, hung out for a few hours, Martz went home, we went to bed. I shared the pull-out couch with Liz. She hogged the whole thing, ugh.

Day 2: Saturday, February 19, 2005. We got up around 10am. My parents dropped Liz and I off at Martz’s, they were going to Long Island for a wedding of people I don’t know. We went to Central Park to go ice skating. We rented skates. I am a really bad skater, but after being on the ice for a half an hour or so, I’m usually able to skate around pretty well (but still in a majorly bad fashion). After awhile we needed a break and got hot chocolate and we all shared a soft pretzel. We got back on this ice. Then the ice was closed for the Zamboni so we sat at a table for awhile. We got back on for a bit, but our feet started to hurt so we left and walked around Central Park. The Gates by Christo and Jeannue-Claude were up. They were these massive orange sculptures all around Central Park. They were so awesome, and amazing. I took a bunch of photos of them, take a look. After walking around looking at The Gates, we headed to lunch via the subway. On the way we went in a very cool store full of really cool, but expensive things. We eventually made our way to Chinatown. We ate at a restaurant there, I had lo mein. Then we looked around at the shops there. At 7pm we took the subway to someplace near Times Square to see a show. It was called Shockheaded Peter. It was very odd. It was about children being bad and in turn, dying. The whole thing was put on by a band and they sang and stuff during it. It was actually a very cool show, it was very funny. Afterwards we walked around and ended up going in the Hello Kitty store, which Liz really enjoyed. We grabbed some pizza on the We way back to Martz’s apartment. We got back and went to bed.

Day 3: Sunday, February 20, 2005. My parents came over and woke us up at about 10am. We talked for awhile and then went back to the hotel and got a new room. We brought our stuff in and then took the train to The American Museum of Natural History. We checked out the dinosaurs, the mammals, the earth, the fish, and the jewelry. We ate lunch there too. The dinosaurs were freaking awesome, and freaking huge. The teeth are so big! I can’t even imagine being eaten by one of them. The mammals were okay, not that exciting. The earth was cool, I read a lot of stuff that I learned last year in Earth Science. We spent most of the day there, it was fun. We left a bit before it closed, went back to the hotel, and rested for a few. Then we walked, in the rain, to a Mexican restaurant for dinner. Afterwards Marta went to her apartment and we went to the hotel. Liz and I stayed up awhile watching Family Guy and Futurama. Then we went to bed, Liz on the pull-out couch, I on an air mattress.

Day 4: Monday, February 21, 2005. We woke up around 10am. We went to a store called Rainbow because Liz had seen it the day before and wanted to go. I bought a pair of sweats for PE and a green t-shirt. We went to New Jersey to see my Great-Aunt Martha. She has a very nice house, she decorated it herself. She took us to lunch and afterwards we went back to her house. She showed us some scarves she made and gave one to Liz, mine is promised in the mail soon. We hung around at her house for a hour or two, then got on the road again and drove and hour to a hotel. It was a nice hotel, newly renovated. We ordered a pizza while my dad drove around looking for someplace to buy beer. While he was gone the pizza came, and we had no money. My dad was carrying all the money. So the poor pizza guy had to stand there for 20 minutes until my dad came back. Poor timing on our part. We tipped the guy well, I’ll tell you that. We went to bed later after watching Family Guy and Futurama of course.

Day 5: Tuesday, February 22, 2005. We got up a 9am so we could eat breakfast at the breakfast bar. I had a muffin and a waffle. Then we packed up and got on the road. We ate lunch along the way and made it home at about 6pm. Then I slept the rest of the day, we were all really tired.

I had a great time : )

Wow, I got back from my trip yesterday and I’m still busy as hell. I was too tired to post on Tuesday, and I haven’t been on the computer much today. I’m actually turning it off now, Kate’s over and we’re doing stuff (more on all that tomorrow). I promise I’ll post tomorrow, and if I don’t I’ll surely die.

By the way, I got Yahoo! Messenger. Actually, it turns out I had it already, and I just didn’t know. So get on and im imaclanni, yo.

Spanish: Well, I did my presentation. I didn’t do too bad—minimal stuttering and pauses. After my presentation I went to Mrs. Palmer to get my quiz, she wrote it down on a sheet of paper. While she wrote I was able to sneak a peek at my grade- 95! I took my quiz in the hall, there were only 2 verbs to conjigate in the conditional tense. When I finished she corrected it right there and I got 102 (the vosotros form is always bonus because no one uses it).

Health: I think I got 1 or 2 questions wrong out of 15. Meh. I read the reading, I really did. Whatever, health majorly sucks.

Social Studies: Oi. This class totally killed my whole day. I came in first, as always (the health room is two doors down from my social studies room) and sat down. Mrs. Jepson sat at the desk next to me and began asking me what I was doing over the summer. I told her about camp and how my mom works there. She asked me if I lived there, I said yes. She asked where it was, I said Dansville. Then she asked me if I’d like to be her assistant during summer school. Because people like me. Uh, since when have people liked me? Did I miss something here? Well, anyways, I said I’d talk to my parents. I already knew what they’d say: Oh, it sounds like a great oppertunity—but don’t do anything you don’t want to do. If everyone remembers last school year, social studies was my most hated class, even before English. Now English and social studies have switched. I know that I ought to, but I love camp so much. And I’d have to get up early EVERY DAY. And how will I get there if my dad works and my mom goes to camp? I wanted to try to get a paying job at camp this year. I’ll ask my mom to talk to the director and see what I can do. If I can’t, I’ll do this assisting thing. Yeah, that sounds like a plan. Oh yeah, the quiz wasn’t to bad, one or two wrong most definetly.

Science: I took the test afterschool in Miss Mapes and Mr. Law’s office. I got to sit in a comfty chair. Whoopee.

Math: Ugh, I had to go to the math help room to take my test. Mrs. Vergari was in there. She shares a room with Mrs. Kidd, and she’s kinda, uh, in-your-face. She was helping a kid with some quadratic equations when one of her students came in to talk about a test. He told her that he wrote the number 12, she said it looked like a 17. They got in a pretty heated argument, but it was obvious that Mrs. Vergari wasn’t going to let him win. She even asked the kid she was helping what he thought. He told her that he didn’t want to get involved, but she just kept pressuring him—”C’mom, decide. It’s either a 12 or a 17. Say 12 and I’ll give him the point. 17 and I won’t”. That’s a lot of pressure, don’t you think? He finally just sided with her. It’s a good thing too, if he didn’t, who knows what may have happened.

English: Took the grammar test. I’m estimating 60-70 range here folks. I hate English.

I’m going to NYC tomorrow morning! Which means no updates until Tuesday, or even Wednesday. It’s gonna be awesome. See you later gators!

Holy mary, I have six, count them, six test tomorrow. I’m taking 8 classes, and that’s including PE and choir. So for every class that I actually take tests in, I’m taking a test. Yeah, take a look at this:

• spanish- quiz on the conditional tense
• health- quiz on “Habit 2″
• social studies- test on the Enlightenment (1600-1700s)
• science- test on DNA and RNA
• math- test on multiplying matrices
• english- test on grammar (everything we’ve learned this year)

Ugh * 2, no make that * 6.

Boo hoo, I haven’t seen my daddy at all today! I woke up at 8am (day 6 = no first period spanish), my mom took me to school at 8:30am, I came home from school, did my homework, ate dinner, watched TV in the basement, and now I’m here. When I was home from school he was still at work. When I did my homework he was still at work. When I ate dinner he was a drill, and when I was in the basement he was upstairs, but I didn’t know it. Now he’s in bed. I’ll see him tomorrow morning though, yay!

I spent 2 hours sorting beads today. And I only managed to sort the red and orange ones. That’s it. I still have yellow, green, blue, purple, pink, black, white, and brown to do. Plus the sparkley ones. Oi!

I have to do my spanish oral presentation tomorrow, I’m first. Grr. I have it memorized, but I have enough trouble trying to speak English (I have horrible speaking spills, and yes, it says spills- ask Liz sometime), how does she expect me to speak in Spanish? I have to say the following:

En escuela mis clases favoritas son la clase de español, matematicas, and technología. En el futuro seré ingeniera o diseñadora. En mi tiempo libre me gusta usar la computadora y dormir. A veinte años, querré asistir a una universidad así que podré sacar una carrera buena. Si tuviera más tiempo usaría la computadora todo el día. Si tuviera más tiempo en el futuro, me relajaría mucho porque estaré cansada.

It’s a mouthful, ain’t it?

In the past week TWO people have said to me, “Nice get-up.” Who does that? I especially got a lot of comments on my outfit today. I made the shirt I wore and everyone thought it was nifty (it’s white with teal letters spray-painted on that say “Modest Mouse” and the sleeves and collar are cut and I wore a teal shirt underneath), and I’d have to agree. Everyone also loved my new necklace, which I made out of pearl beads and color wood beads of the same size. According to my mom it’s, “Spunky and colorful, with a hint of old grandma.” I love my mom.

I went to Brighton Rec today to see Becky and get her to sign my community service contract paper for health. She’s looking mighty pregnant and is due in 2 weeks. Katie and JP will probably run the meeting again tomorrow.

Time for bed, I want to read a chapter or two before I go to sleep. Adios amigos!

Ugh, in Spanish I have to do my oral presentation first because I won’t me in school on Friday. And I have to take my science test on Thursday after school. Plus I have to hand in my health project on Thursday. Missing school sucks, especially the day before break.

I went to the fabric store today. I bought 8 packages of beads, a roll of ribbon, a ton of elastic cord, and 3 bead boxes (for I plan to organize my beads, but I doubt I can do it..). I’m very excited.

I have taped so many shows lately that I must watch:

• House
• CSI: Miami
• Medium
• The Simpsons and co.
• The Simpsons and co. (Superbowl Sunday)

No Spanish tomorrow = no school until 8:45am. I’m sleeping in, oh yeah!

Wow. I haven’t posted anything of substance since Thursday. Amazing. On Friday Curls and I went and saw The Wedding Date, which was possibly the worst movie ever. I think Katie may have came over, I really can’t remember. Yeah, she did. We watched most of The Grudge, but I never did see the end because my mom returned it. Yeah, so that was Friday pretty much.

On Saturday Torch (Alicia) came over! Do you remember Torch? She was my bestest camp buddy. So she came over all the way from Conesus to sleep over. We played Tony Hawk on the PlayStation and then went to the movies, Curls drove and came along also. We saw Hitch, which was possible the funniest movie I’ve seen in a long time. I loved it. We ate a lot of popcorn. Then we went home and watched Dirty Dancing because Curls freaked out when I told her I’d never seen it. After the movie we danced awhile, then went to bed, Curls and Torch slept in the basement, Liz and I slept in our own rooms.

On Sunday I woke up at around 12 and ate breakfast/lunch. I watched the episode of Andromeda that I taped on Saturday. Curls had to go to work at 10 so she wasn’t home. Torch, Liz, and I watched A Close Shave and The Wrong Trousers (Wallace and Gromit, duh!) because Torch had never even heard of them. The horror! I watched so many movies that weekend, it was freaking insane. After the movie we all went to my room and played with my box o’ jewelry. It was pretty fun, especially since I own an insane amount of jewelry. The picture is of Torch wearing some of that jewelry. Unfortunately, at 4pm we had to drive Torch home. We got back at 6pm and I did my homework, watched The Simpsons, CI, and Crossing Jordan. Then I helped Liz print her t-shirt transfer so she could make a Valentine’s t-shirt. Then I went to bed, finally.

This morning I skipped the shower (I know, too much information) because I woke up late. I had drawn a huge heart on my hand with red magic marker and in turn I had I huge heart on my face when I woke up. So I scrubbed it off using soap and the old washcloth in the shower. Bad idea. I ended up with a huge rug-burn type scratch on my face, and it kills (still). Ugh. But today is Valentine’s Day, so I didn’t mind. I wore a lot of pink and red necklaces. And white socks with red hearts on them. And I handed out Valentine Pez to my friends (yay!). I got a really awesome card from my dad, it says “I Cho-Cho-Choose You!” Do you remember that from The Simpsons? That episode was on tonight. Speaking of The Simpsons, here’s a conversation I had in homeroom this morning (for your reference, a DataMatch is a printout from a survey the students take that says which students they’d be compatible with, boys and girls):

Phil: Hey Lanni.
Lanni: Hello Phil.
Phil: Do you know what this means? *points to a title on his DataMatch that reads “totally opposite”*
Lanni: I think that means completely different than you. Like they probably wouldn’t talk with you and you definitely wouldn’t be friends.
Phil: Oh, ’cause you’re on there.

Oh, poor Philip. I guess you wouldn’t get this if you didn’t know Phil. Yeah, so back to my day. Classes were fine, I had a science test that I literally bombed. There were 5 questions and I know I got 3 or even 4 wrong. Damn. Oh well. I had a math lab. My teacher asked me if I wanted to be in Algebra ES next year, but I said no. If I can barely scrape together a 93, what makes her think I could pass an advanced course? Exactly. So I came home, did homework, ate dinner, watched Las Vegas, and am now typing this upstairs because Liz never does her work on her computer, because then she can’t watch TV. Is that why it takes her 3 hours to do it everyday? Nah, couldn’t be.

Miracle Max: He probably owes you money huh? I’ll ask him.
Inigo: He’s dead. He can’t talk.
Miracle Max: Whoo-hoo-hoo, look who knows so much. It just so happens that your friend here is only MOSTLY dead. There’s a big difference between mostly dead and all dead. Mostly dead is slightly alive. With all dead, well, with all dead there’s usually only one thing you can do.
Inigo: What’s that?
Miracle Max: Go through his clothes and look for loose change.

I have rebooted my computer a record 21 times today. It just won’t stop freezing up. It’s been doing it for a few days now and it’s really getting annoying.

The first two are from my dad from the last two Valentine’s Day. The last I found some time ago and was saved in my clipart folder (who knows why).

Jeez, a lot happened this weekend. Expect a long post when I come home tomorrow.