Happiness is a Warm Gun

I'm beyond ready to get the hell out of my house. I need some money and some roomies and then a dash of freeedom. That's right, 3 e's. Excellent, eccentric, and maybe eggs.

I think we can both agree that this week is slowly ending my abilities to have thought. Send Diet Coke.

*angsty sigh*

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so today was the final final day. You would think that the school would recognize it, but it's wierd when you have a Christian Lifestyles final and then ten minutes later be taking a Biotechnology final. I'm not complaining, it's just odd feeling. You go from what makes a marriage valid to DNA polymerase.

I think that pretty much sums up my mind though.

Ok, let me back up a little. I was talking to my cousin and I said, "Lela, I think people think I'm wierder than I actually am." It's because I'll say something, but wont explain my reasons and they a) get all confused or b) think I'm ADD.

Case in point: I was talking to my mom when we were looking at houses and she points out an English basement and comments on how much she likes them. If you dont know what an English basement is, look it up. I say that I dont like them and dont want to live in a house with one. This was almost 7 years ago. So about a year ago she goes,

"Katie, I never realized why you didnt want an English basement because I always thought the extra windows made basements less creepy, but I just realized why you said that. It's because of tornadoes."

uhh duh. We live in freaking Illinois, why would you want a nearly groundlevel basement? So for seven years she just thought I was some sort of architectural racist, when in reality I was just looking out for the safety of my family, go figure. haha.

So now should I just make sure everything is totally clear instead of assuming people are smart enough to get it? Then I would just end up babbling on and on about why this and why that and end up being some long winded annoying girl.

things to do today and for a while

ok this all goes back to September when my whore of a sister refused to get out of bed, 13 times. this causes me to be late for early bird gym. 13 times. subsequently my gym teacher gives me a detention. 13 times. so now i have to spend either an hour copying down religious articles by hand or spending 20 mins with my insane art teacher. 13 times. i have a week and a half to get these done. oh frickalick.



so finals in a week and a half. this means i need to get all my missing work in and completed perfectly for any salvagable grade. then i have to study. im not the kind of student who gets all nazi come december, im just trying to make sure i dont totally fail at life. i took extra classes this semester, dont ask me why, im just an idiot who likes to learn way too much for her own good.



on top of that, i got a speeding ticket for speeding in a school zone, i like to go fast, but i knew better. darners. so now i have a court date, coincidentally its during an actual final. how am i supposed to swing that? so now i have to take a trip to the courthouse after some detentions to see if i can change the date.



i also have a job. its necessary for me to function. i need to pay for gas, school stuff, anything i need other than shelter and food and now a huge speeding ticket then xmas gifts hurrah. so late nights on sundays and thursdays. the occasional monday. this takes alot of time out of the mounting homework pile i seem to be getting.



i didnt do any ministry this semester because they changed the deadlines in the ministry office. so now i have to go in and see the ministry coordinator and see if she'll let me do the entire years worth in one semester instead of having to do half in the summer, so i can avoid being a super senior.