The Icon Faerie

There is nothing like a long table of speech freaks combined with a lot of sugary desserts.

Four days of school left. I think I've squared with everyone.

Things will be okay now.

"This concept of 'WUV' is angering and confusing to me!" -- Futurama

Indeed.

Maybe I'm only seeing/hearing/perceiving what I want to see/hear/perceive, but I think Joe might like me back. O_O This is somewhat disturbing. That's all I have to say about that for today.

Pizza after the band concert was an... experience. I think pizza makes boys do weird things, because two boys ordered almost the exact same pizza, and what do they do but decide to have an eating contest. God, that was disgusting, especially with Happy Joe's pizza. Icky, it's so greasy.

An assignment for history class was to make a "Holocaust Scrapbook". We had to find 10 pictures from the Holocaust and write down the information (camp, date picture was taken, etc.) and write our responses to the pictures. Some of them were just so... graphic. Haunting. I don't know. It seems surreal somehow, but I know it happened, and its like a train wreck. I want to look away, but I just can't.

Speaking of Train --> Trainspotting --> Trainspotting Guy --> All State Speech on Monday. Eee!

Waaaah I am so miserable. My throat hurts and I'm crying it hurts so bad, and then it hurts worse and I cry more. Gah. Vicious circle. I think my brother gave me his influenza. I DON'T WANT IT DARNIT!

But, aside from my physiological agony, it was a good day. Danny and Rachel was robbed with their two "I"s and one "II". They deserved all ones, yo, that was the best I've ever seen it. We got to see a lot of really good acts. Both "Into the Woods" ones sucked, which was rather disappointing.

Rachel and I had an amusing moment today. I was commenting randomly...

Me: Yeah, I didn't get much sleep last night... I had a third dream with Billy Boyd in a kilt.
Rachel: Yeah?
Me: Yeah. It was gooood.
[pause of silence]

And then the radio starts playing "Sweet Dreams of You" or something. It was the most hilarious thing that happened to me all day.

And I also got to witness Michael hitting on Rachel. It was so funny, because he'd been doing it all day but she didn't say anything until we stopped for supper on the way home, and she cornered me in the restroom. "Is Michael HITTING on me?!" Yah, Rachel. Am surprised it took you that long to figure it out. I love watching people flirt with each other. It makes me feel like I'm in a romantic comedy (because with Michael, it is doubtful that it could be anything but a comedy). Of course, I'm always the lead's sidekick. Its rather disappointing; I want a fairy tale of my own. :'(

And in even more disappointing news, Jake can't COME to the Valentine's Dance. Oh well, maybe I'll still go. I think I'll get Rachel and Little Joe and maybe Sara to do something with me instead. Because I really don't want to play fifth wheel to Katie, Clay, Stephanie, and Marco. Maybe I'll drag Rachel to see "Daredevil". Ben Affleck and Colin Farrell. In one movie. Cha-ching. Maybe Katie will set me up for prom.

And maybe Orlando Bloom and Elijah Wood will appear in my bed tonight. Pishaw, I'm full of silliness today. It must be the DayQuil.

Those must have been some really big good vibes you all sent me today. My speech kicked total ass. 39/40, baby!

I have one drabble for the contest. Thank you, lavender_ice :)

My mom wanted to keep me home today. My glands are swollen, my throat hurts, and she said I felt feverish. But the ITEDs and speech class said I had to go today. ITEDs were easy, but my storytelling was horrible. I had 4 crutch words, didn't finish my story, and lost my train of thought about ten times in a four minute period. Jesus Christ, I may as well have stayed home and taken a zero.

What should I do for my prose piece?

I wanted to go visit my grandma in the hospital tonight, but I don't think that I have enough gas. :( (Ethanol, Cyg. ;D)