i have decided that tomorrow shall be my sort-of ketchup day. since mentoring club was cancelled, i’m coming right home at 3 and baracading myself in my bedroom, and i’m not waking my mac until my econ research paper outline is done. then i’ll check my internetz, and then i’ll do my other homework. i should be done by 8, just in time for dinner. but knowing me, i’ll get distracted doing something (to be determined tomorrow). but i’m pretty darn determined to finish. yes.

i’m super excited for the hour of office on thursday! and yes, i read spoilers. i can’t help it…

Check out the subtle shift of everything on Pam”s desk. Things aren”t set up like they were in Season 2. Wonder why?

the answer is obvious: pam wants to stare at jim at his new desk! duh!

school was fine (although i thougt it was tuesday most of the day). work was fun. i’m liking work more and more every day. at first it was boring, but now the kids just crack me up (lanni, i’m sweating so much my pants are falling down!).

yep, my day was fine. that is, until i started my homework. actually, scratch that, i didn’t even start my homework yet when the not-so-fineness began. i decided i should probably organize the stuff for my teacher recommendations (for college), right? so i find my common app, i fill the teacher eval parts out, and find 8 envelopes, i stamp ‘em, i address them, i decide i should print address labels, i type the addresses, i print them, i paste ‘em, i rewrite my entire activity sheet, i print it, i print it again with page numbers, i print my deadline checklist, and i paperclip it all together. at this point it’s been 2.5 hours since i began this fiasco. and then i did my homework. and i’m actually going to see if i can go to bed without outlining two pages for econ (i always have 50 minutes before homeroom to do nothing, and i think i’ll actually spend some of that time doing something for a change). wish me luck!

today after school my mom and i went over to curls’ old apartment and packed all her stuff into the car, since she’s already sleeping in her new apartment in syracuse and she doesn’t have time to do it herself. that took us about an hour, add another hour and a half to get to syracuse (it’s usually an hour but we backtracked in order to avoid the longest traffic jam ever on the thruway). so by the time we took a tour of her new place (which is huge, might i add, and very clean/pretty) and unpacked the car, it had been another hour. and the drive back was yet another hour. so almost 5 hours later at 9:30, we were back in rochester. i just finished all the homework i can do and now i’m going to bed. i was planning on doing it all, but 3 of the assignments are long-term assignments due wednesday and i just can’t start them tonight. this means tomorrow i’m going to have no time for dilly-dallying.

sometimes i think i worry about things too much. i obsess over stuff to the point where i sometimes can’t even sleep until i get up and do something about it. examples: updating this journal daily (sometimes i backdate when i post a few hours after midnight), the cleanliness of my room, the placement of the phone on my desk, how my books sit on the shelf (alphabetical), the color the the light bulbs in my room (normal “yellow” light v. natural “white” light), and i could go on and on, but i won’t. i think i need to stop obsessing and start, uh, uncessing? noncessing?

oh yeah. i haven’t told anyone about this one, except kate once, but the thing that i obsess over the most is really dumb: homework. people say i’m an overachiever because i always do my homework, but this truth is, i can’t not do my homework, if that makes sense. i literally can not sleep when i don’t do something, and i can always tell if i’ve forgotten. if i forget something at school and i can’t do my homework, i will think about it all night and i won’t be able to think about anything else. it’s like it’s stuck in my mind and when i want to just forget about it, my brain pokes itself into thinking about it again. okay, that’s all i have to say about homework.

Geez, I had a busy day today. First I got up and leisurely watched the beginning of Anchorman. Then my mom got up and took me to get my hair dye. First we stopped at Taco Bell for lunch. After sitting down to eat, guess who came in? My dad! It was kinda weird. He was doing the recycling and decided to go out for mexican for lunch, but the mexican place was closed for Memorial Day so he went to Taco Bell instead. After eating my mom and I continued on our journey to the mall and we bought the dye. They didn’t have any fuchsia so I settled for purple. Then we went home and for 2 hours we bleached my hair as I watched parts of Bruce Almighty, which my sister had on when we got home. Then my mom dyed my hair purple while I watched the end of Anchorman. As we were doing that Marg from down the street came over bring a sheet she wanted typed up for her class (she teaches art to elementary kids). So I did that after my hair was done. Yeah, so it’s purple now. It majorly stained the tub and my mom bleached it so now our bathroom smells like a pool. Seriously. I went upstairs and was like, Dude, when did we get a pool? Uh, yeah so then I did my health term project and ate dinner. Now I’m here and I am planning on doing my math homework due Wednesday because I also have an 8 line poem of iambic pentameter due Wednesday, which I have not started.