Monday, July 25, 2005
I Can't Believe...
That I slept for 18 hours yesterday! Oh my God!
Well...the night before last...I couldn't sleep at all. I mean...I went to bed at about 4:30...and had to wake up at 8. So I was pretty tired...but not really. I mean...I didn't feel it. Well...went to church and helped mother dearest with her Sunday School class (which got me out of "my" Sunday School class) and read the whole church time. Ella Enchanted for the FOURTH time...I thank you. Well...after that we went and ate...and with the Youth Group went to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory...which is the only reason I was up. I enjoyed it immensely. I see that I was much too harsh on it the first time...and by trying not to overly critique it...I had that warm fuzzy feeling that I lacked on the first try. Well...Ben, Christy, Mom, and Sade all sat lower than I did...I sat at the very top with Mariah...and with all the Wonka bars that I had bought beforehand...hehe...and there was this guy next to me. And he kept saying the most OBVIOUS things. My GOD! I mean...the preview for "the Corpse Bride" came on...and I was squeeing and giggling to Mariah about it...and it's playing "the Nightmare Before Christmas" music (because, no duh, Tim Burton movie and they haven't gotten the music done yet) and the guy says "That looks like that one movie 'The Nightmare Before Christmas'" -rolls eyes- GOD! And then...just the most obvious things! Like "That's Christopher Lee." "-hits herself in the head-" And stuff like that...GAH! But I still love that little Veruca Salt...or at least the girl who plays her. She honestly has the most adorable accent I've ever heard. It's hard for me to hate her. I just love the way she says "squirrel". It's not like I've heard it...as "skwirrul" it's "sk-wuh-wrul". SO CUTE! I giggle every time she says "I don't want just any "sk-wuh-wrul"...I want a trained "sk-wuh-wrul"." -giggle- I'm off.
Well after much bitching about Arwen...we went home and I was just...so...I can't even explain how I felt. I was angry, I was frustrated, I was crushed...I found my Jack Sparrow wig...on the floor...ravaged by that dog of mine. I was just so angry...just so mad...I left her alone, though. She's only a dog, she doesn't know better. And I just calmed down in bed so that I wouldn't do anything that I'd regret later. That little chocolate donutz thing helped a lot. -smiles- Well...I forgave her...but the next thing I know...I passed out. I mean...I woke up an hour ago. At one in the morning. I got home at about 6:30. Fell asleep at around 7. I can't believe I did that.
The only thing I feel so sorry about is Jess. I mean...we got into a tiff recently and what I did to her (which I don't regret...because she hurt my feelings) is ignore her so I wouldn't say something that I'd regret. I wouldn't get online...I wouldn't call her. I didn't want to speak to her. And I didn't get online last night. So naturally, she probably thinks I'm mad at her (which I'm not). But I did have a dream about her. I dreamt about flying up to NC to see her...and I was outside of her house...and we were talking on the phone and we waved at each other before she invited me in. Her father was weird looking. She looked exactly like she does, but her sister was much...different...as was her father. He was very old looking...very grey in the hair, you know? He looked very worn down...but I honestly don't think that's what he looks like. Well...she invited me in...told her sister and mother who I was...but told her father that I was some other name...I thought it was Leia...or something like that...and that I'd be staying for a day and a half. -shrugs- I remember eating pasta...and that her father cut in line and almost ate all of it first. I flew back home the next day...and went to school...where I accidentally brought my home phone. Yeah...weird, huh? And not only the home phone...it was attached to its phone cord. My God...it's deja vu. I've so had that dream before. And it was wound around the school (Lockesburg school, but with De Queen teachers, as per usual) and I had to unwind it. Without getting caught by Mr. Greene. I remember since I was absent that day I had to go to Mr. Dykes class (which was my teacher from Lockesburg, Mr. Sweeten's class) and get my homework whilst he was discussing something with...a kid. I'm pretty sure it was Mathis...but -shrugs- I don't really remember. And then I had to go and unwind the cord. My mom called me in the computer lab...on my cell phone and on the home phone...-shakes her head- It was weird...I imagine this was about 11...because when I checked the phone messages...Jess called at about 11. Well...I unwound it...(with some help from my new Drama/Speech teacher Ms. Huckabee to avoid Mr. Greene) and went home in Strider. Driving like a crazy person might I add. I think this was before (or was supposed to be before) I visited Jess. And when I went back to school it was covered in snow. Snowy as hell, I might add. And I had class, but I don't remember it. All I remember was running through the snow as fast as I could to get to Strider. And then I got home and it turned out that whoever was there taking me to the airport (I don't think it was mom) was a bad witch (yeah...that caught me too) and I was like...the Harry Potter figure...and blah blah blah blah blah. And then something about Jay Leno/Mr. Schlesselman re-creating the Beatles (with me in it...and with five members) for some American Idol-esque show. -shakes her head- Weird, eh?
Well...the night before last...I couldn't sleep at all. I mean...I went to bed at about 4:30...and had to wake up at 8. So I was pretty tired...but not really. I mean...I didn't feel it. Well...went to church and helped mother dearest with her Sunday School class (which got me out of "my" Sunday School class) and read the whole church time. Ella Enchanted for the FOURTH time...I thank you. Well...after that we went and ate...and with the Youth Group went to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory...which is the only reason I was up. I enjoyed it immensely. I see that I was much too harsh on it the first time...and by trying not to overly critique it...I had that warm fuzzy feeling that I lacked on the first try. Well...Ben, Christy, Mom, and Sade all sat lower than I did...I sat at the very top with Mariah...and with all the Wonka bars that I had bought beforehand...hehe...and there was this guy next to me. And he kept saying the most OBVIOUS things. My GOD! I mean...the preview for "the Corpse Bride" came on...and I was squeeing and giggling to Mariah about it...and it's playing "the Nightmare Before Christmas" music (because, no duh, Tim Burton movie and they haven't gotten the music done yet) and the guy says "That looks like that one movie 'The Nightmare Before Christmas'" -rolls eyes- GOD! And then...just the most obvious things! Like "That's Christopher Lee." "-hits herself in the head-" And stuff like that...GAH! But I still love that little Veruca Salt...or at least the girl who plays her. She honestly has the most adorable accent I've ever heard. It's hard for me to hate her. I just love the way she says "squirrel". It's not like I've heard it...as "skwirrul" it's "sk-wuh-wrul". SO CUTE! I giggle every time she says "I don't want just any "sk-wuh-wrul"...I want a trained "sk-wuh-wrul"." -giggle- I'm off.
Well after much bitching about Arwen...we went home and I was just...so...I can't even explain how I felt. I was angry, I was frustrated, I was crushed...I found my Jack Sparrow wig...on the floor...ravaged by that dog of mine. I was just so angry...just so mad...I left her alone, though. She's only a dog, she doesn't know better. And I just calmed down in bed so that I wouldn't do anything that I'd regret later. That little chocolate donutz thing helped a lot. -smiles- Well...I forgave her...but the next thing I know...I passed out. I mean...I woke up an hour ago. At one in the morning. I got home at about 6:30. Fell asleep at around 7. I can't believe I did that.
The only thing I feel so sorry about is Jess. I mean...we got into a tiff recently and what I did to her (which I don't regret...because she hurt my feelings) is ignore her so I wouldn't say something that I'd regret. I wouldn't get online...I wouldn't call her. I didn't want to speak to her. And I didn't get online last night. So naturally, she probably thinks I'm mad at her (which I'm not). But I did have a dream about her. I dreamt about flying up to NC to see her...and I was outside of her house...and we were talking on the phone and we waved at each other before she invited me in. Her father was weird looking. She looked exactly like she does, but her sister was much...different...as was her father. He was very old looking...very grey in the hair, you know? He looked very worn down...but I honestly don't think that's what he looks like. Well...she invited me in...told her sister and mother who I was...but told her father that I was some other name...I thought it was Leia...or something like that...and that I'd be staying for a day and a half. -shrugs- I remember eating pasta...and that her father cut in line and almost ate all of it first. I flew back home the next day...and went to school...where I accidentally brought my home phone. Yeah...weird, huh? And not only the home phone...it was attached to its phone cord. My God...it's deja vu. I've so had that dream before. And it was wound around the school (Lockesburg school, but with De Queen teachers, as per usual) and I had to unwind it. Without getting caught by Mr. Greene. I remember since I was absent that day I had to go to Mr. Dykes class (which was my teacher from Lockesburg, Mr. Sweeten's class) and get my homework whilst he was discussing something with...a kid. I'm pretty sure it was Mathis...but -shrugs- I don't really remember. And then I had to go and unwind the cord. My mom called me in the computer lab...on my cell phone and on the home phone...-shakes her head- It was weird...I imagine this was about 11...because when I checked the phone messages...Jess called at about 11. Well...I unwound it...(with some help from my new Drama/Speech teacher Ms. Huckabee to avoid Mr. Greene) and went home in Strider. Driving like a crazy person might I add. I think this was before (or was supposed to be before) I visited Jess. And when I went back to school it was covered in snow. Snowy as hell, I might add. And I had class, but I don't remember it. All I remember was running through the snow as fast as I could to get to Strider. And then I got home and it turned out that whoever was there taking me to the airport (I don't think it was mom) was a bad witch (yeah...that caught me too) and I was like...the Harry Potter figure...and blah blah blah blah blah. And then something about Jay Leno/Mr. Schlesselman re-creating the Beatles (with me in it...and with five members) for some American Idol-esque show. -shakes her head- Weird, eh?
