so I'm lazy, too bad

I find that I don't post much when I'm on vacation. During school, I'll post daily, but when there's no schoolwork to be done I just don't get around to blogging.

I've been playing Animal Crossing and SSX3 far too much for my own good. I really need to read East of Eden and do that damned DBQ.

I was going to volunteer for Trick or Treat Street, but they already had enough volunteers. I was going to go horseback riding with my mother, but the instructor was evil incarnate and we wasted about $230 and a lot of time. I was going to do some homework today, but I procrastinated it even more. However, I have succeeded in getting a peak 2 pass for Zoe... Does that count for anything?

My days seem to be rather meaningless, my life may end up being rather meaningless... but I'm starting to question whether this is a bad thing. Most people live their lives without achieving anything great or even finding a driving purpose to guide them. At least, that's my impression of the world. So, why should I be discontent with a similarly pointless existence? If the main goal of our species is to procreate, why should I feel a need to do anything more significant than produce a line of depressed descendants? It bothers me to think that I won't amount to anything important, but at the same time, I can feel myself care less and less about trying. As my agitation increases, my ambition decreases. Or something like that.

Ah, well. Don't start getting depressed, or anything. Think about cake, or something, instead. Isn't that better? Mmmm... Cake...

voice recognition blows

So, I am using voice recognition. It's really terrible. However, I am learning how to use it Without stabbing it to death.

yes This really does suck

Ok, I'm done. I put the type that was spoken in italics. After getting frustrated with saying "backspace" too many times, I just started using the keyboard. Very sad.

fall break is here! Hoorah!

between the bars

So, apparently, I have homework over break. Gore gave us a DBQ. Dammit. Due monday... Oh, but, that monday we have knowledge bowl. So I'm happy now. Yes, it's true, knowledge bowl makes me happy. In history earlier this week we were talking about splitting up the smart people into separate teams. "I want to be on Michael's team!" "Katsnelson?" "No, he's mean!" "He's not that bad, he's a lot better than last year..." It was kind of funny. But I guess I will have to come early, or every girl in the class will claim Chaffin 'fore I do.

But, good news: no homework for tomorrow. Hoorah. At least, if there is homework, I ain't doin' it. Nope. No siree. I don't think there is, though. At most, there's math. And y'know what? I'm not doing it! Ha!

Nikki didn't call me last night. That made me sad. We need to do something over break.

... Elliott Smith. That makes me very sad. I just hope nobody I know feels like they need to do something like that.

On a happier note, today our comp sci class walked over to Juice Stop. It was good times. Jason and Ian (C.) were arguing over whose smoothies were better: Juice Stop or Bagelicious. I have a feeling both of them were biased, because Jason works for Bagelicious, and Ian works for Juice Stop, and they were both arguing for their own store. But Ann and Vicki played speed, and Greg and Aaron played chess, and we all drank expensive smoothies. Very fun. And when we got back, I watched in amusement as Jason struggled with his fifteen billion loops.

I changed my layout again, because I've discovered that I can't go long without a black background. I don't know what it is with me and light colors, but we just can't seem to get along. It's like the rain. A lot of people seem to see it as depressing, but I find it comforting.

attention deficit disorder

I was talking to Eric about ritalin today... It was interesting. He asked me if I was hyper a lot, at which point I informed him that ADD in girls is different from ADD in boys. Guys are more likely to have ADHD, anyways. But when I'm hyper, it's not necessarily in a way that people can tell. I get restless, and I feel like I have to get away from people. So I'm not just jumping up and down and bouncing around everywhere (though I have been known to do that, too), I'm getting away, trying to burn off my energy, in a way. Mostly, I'm not hyper, I just hide inside myself when I'm overstimulated. Daydreams, and hyperfocusing, all to block out all the stupid sensory stimulation of you peoples... Come to think of it, I was going to take a ritalin... two hours ago. No wonder I haven't gotten any homework done.

That's all, for now.

meaningless rambling, yet again

I finished my calc homework (more or less) and signed up for that trick or treat street thing at the children's museum...

I don't talk philosophically, as much, anymore. One might wonder why this is occurring. Do I enjoy reflection less? Am I keeping my philosophy to myself? Am I bored with thinking? Am I tired of learning? One would hope that this is not the case... thinking and learning are lovely, and should not be dispensed with. However, this is a troublesome issue indeed. Why is it that I have stopped reflecting about philosophical questions? Note the lack of horror on the part of my classmates, who in the past might have complained about the TOK-like aspects of this blog. Is this due to a lack of caring, an increase in acceptance, or a decrease in reflection? I believe it is this last item, for these entries as of late have been filled with such banalities as "I didn't go to art club today" and "I hate the extended essay."

Ok, anyways, away from that weird voice. It's scaring me somewhat. But I do hope that my blog doesn't become so uninteresting as to incur the wrath of, say, Matt, Ian, Paul, Chris, Ned, Sarah, Vicki, Ashley, Mary... um... Never mind. Though I'm not sure it matters anyway, because very few people actually read this... though I'm always surprised by new people who've come here and left random comments.

I really need to get to bed, but before I do, I would like to state that my mouse is spawn of hell and should not be allowed out in public. I'm too lazy to get a new mouse, though...