Everything's Eventual

Good book. Collection of short stories by Stephen King. He's right, the short story really is a dying art. Go out and buy a copy.

So, everything's pretty much been shit lately. I know it's just gonna be a matter of time before my dirty laundry gets aired around school because Katie can't keep her mouth closed about anything. But, I don't even care anymore. Her loss.

Field trip pretty much sucked. Two people groped each other all day, and that was amusing, but I had a migraine and that sucked balls.

I'm in way over my head with physics. I should have never signed up for that class, it is way more than I can handle.

Words Unspoken, Lies Still Broken

Funniest shit ever happened today. During third block we were sitting there, and Mr. Moore is on the computer while we did definitions, and he's reading something about the Michale Jackson thing. And he goes "So, they've decided it was murder." That gets Zac and Andrew started in their little corner about how it's good enough for him and all that jazz, and Austin's sitting there with this look on his face like they're saying the worst stuff ever. So I say, "Austin, he was a child molester, don't sit there with that look on your face like he was a saint." Victoria couldn't keep her two cents out of it, so she said "I heard on the radio that those people say they made it up" in this real snide voice. So I say, fed up with her shit, "OK, but you don't have to be such a sniveling little bitch about it." To her face. Mr. Moore heard it to, I know he did, but he didn't say a word. She was all like, "What did you just call me?" So I adopted this innocent who me? expression on my face and said "Did I say something? I don't think I did. Tiffany, did you hear anything?" It was so funny. Then she started talking to Katie about me, but fuck that bitch too.

She told Colleen today that I was being a bitch. Yeah, I'm the on being the bitch. She's so goddamn stupid sometimes. She said to me at lunch today "Brittany, just tell me what I did, I don't know what I did." So, again, sick of her shit, I said "Katie, you never know what you did," and got up and left the table. She hasn't talked to me since.

I just really hate people, you know?

Oh, and I didn't get to go to the Mexican restaurant with Joe and Austin, because Mom is a controlling bitch. If she doesn't know every tony detail of what I'm doing, I can't do it. It's going to be funny if she says something about em never wanting to hang out with my friends.

Days go By (But I'm Still the Same)

So, there's this 21 year old guy. Austin likes him quite a bit. We've been talking on the phone, the three of us on three way. And, I sort of like him, a little bit. OK, I like him a considerable bit more than a little.

I feel really bad about that though, because that will be about the fourth time that's happened. But, not my fault.

So, Katie and I aren't friends any longer. To make a long story short, she thought I was talking about her to Nick, so she talked about em to Aaron. So, that friendship is now null and void.

However, Joseph and I are friends again. I don't know why we even bother, we always end up friends again, like nothing ever happened.

Monologues

Velma Kelly (Catherine Zeta-Jones): My sister Veronica and I had this double act, and my husband Charlie traveled around with us. Now for the last number in our act, we did these twenty acrobatic tricks in a row. One, two, three, four, five, splits, spread eagles, backflips, flip-flops, one right after the other. So this one night before the show, we're down at the Hotel Cicero. The three of us boozin' , having a few laughs. And we ran out of ice, so I go out to get some. I come back...open the door...and there's Veronica and Charlie, doing number seventeen: the Spread Eagle. Well, I was in such a state of shock; I completely blacked out, I can't remember a thing. It wasn't until later, when I was washing the blood off my hands, (viciously) I even knew they were dead.

Selene: The war had all but ground to a halt in the blink of an eye. Lucian, the most feared and ruthless leader ever to rule the Lycan clan, had finally been killed. The Lycan horde scattered to the wind in a single evening of flame and retribution. Victory, it seemed, was in our grasp, the very birthright of the vampires. Nearly six centuries had passed since that night, yet the ancient feud proved unwilling to follow Lucian to the grave. Though Lycans were fewer in number, the war itself had become more perilous, for the moon no longer held her sway. Older, more powerful Lycans, were now able to change at will. The weapons had evolved, but our orders remained the same: Hunt them down and kill them off, one by one. A most successful campaign. Perhaps too successful. For those like me, a Death Dealer, this signaled the end of an era. Like the weapons of the previous century, we, too, would become obsolete. Pity, because I lived for it.

I didn't get into Cole's play, but we're doing Our Town with Horse Cave theatre, and these are my two possible monologues. One's from Chicago and the other's from Underworld.

Lots of shit is hitting the fan. I'll blog about it tomorrow.

Let The Rain Fall Down (And Wash Away)

So, Katie and Nick are officially over. He says for good. I do not blame him one bit. She's still hung up on Kyle, and it is getting to all of us. It doesn't help that Victoria and Stephanie are being bitches and getting right in the middle of it, telling Katie that they can't see her with anyone other than Kyle.

The thing is, everybody always talks about how much happier she was with Kyle, including her. But they're all wrong. I was the one she called crying practically every day while they were dating, and that isn't happy. And Kyle's with Amy now, and she likes him so much, and that's good, because I'm friends with Amy too. Although Katie hates her. Just like she hated Colleen, but she sure as hell doesn't now.

Plus, Katie's got it in her head somehow that I told Nick a bunch of stuff that she said, and I didn't. She even told me that he told her I said it, which wasn't true, because Nick doesn't do that. But it's going to be very hard to convince her of that, especially with her new best friends Stephanie and Victoria covering their own asses the whole time. They probably told her I told him.

Plus, me and Joseph aren't really friends anymore because I told him this afternoon that I was so sick of him being a fucking dick about Katie having his copy of Weeds in her house when it burned. Then I told him "Fuck you."

I punched my locker so hard during ten minute break that it bloodied my knuckles, and they swelled pretty bad. They look fine now, besides being a little pink, and the tiniest bit puffy, but they looked awful then. I was mad because I had braced myself to confront Aaron in the hallway outside our third blocks at the beginning of ten minute break, but his class had gone to the lab, and by the time I found him,, I had lost my courage. So, I beat the shit out of my locker.

Tiffany said Cole and her saw me do it, but were scared to come ask me what was wrong, because they thought I might hit them. Well, Cole thought that anyway.

Auditions are tomorrow.

A Whisper And A Clamor (I Know What Lies Taste Like)

So, I don't really know if I blogged about Aaron being a complete dick to me. I don't think I've blogged at last few days. So, I guess I'll start there.

Over the weekend we were talking over myspace like we always do, and he mentioned the fact that all my friends keep trying to get him to ask me out. I responded with "Oh my God, really?" He was like yeah, and then he was talking about how Nikki was giving him suggestive glances in the hallway last Friday when I was standing there with her, Andy, and Aaron. So I told him that she wants us to talk, and he said that we talk every fucking day. So I said, yeah, but she wants us to do the kind of talking people do before they start dating. And he said, and I quote, "I would never do that." I'm still trying to play it cool so I say, yeah well, she doesn't seem to know that. He said, and I quote again, "Do you?" Still attempting to play it cool I asked him what the hell he was talking about. He said stupid stuff. So, I asked him what stupid stuff, and he hasn't even read it, and this was Saturday night. I haven't talked to him the past two days at school.

Nick talked to him today and told him why I wasn't talking to him, and he told Nick he was going to talk to me tomorrow at school, but I don't know if that's a good thing or not. I don't know if I want to hear what he has to say, especially if he's going to act like he did this weekend. I understand that it must get annoying, all my friends harassing him to ask me out, but it's not my fault.

Everything feels like it's falling apart and I hate it. As soon as I manage to fix one problem, about three more spring up in it's place. It's like the heads of that monster thing that Hercules beheaded. The Hydra. Damn I am a geek. Oh well.

Back 2 Good

That is a very good song by a very good band, Matchbox 20. Last Thursday was Katie's birthday. She is sixteen now. I think that's pretty awesome.

I honestly don't have much to write. Something pretty awesome happened yesterday during Spanish, but I won't talk about it, because that would be stupid.

Aaron sent me a message on myspace, talking about how all my friends keep trying to get him to ask me out. He didn't sound happy about it. So I'm just kind of going along with what he's saying about how they should just leave us alone about it and all that. It bothers me a lot though, because one minute he's telling Morgan he likes me, and the next he's annoyed because people want him to ask me out. He just doesn't make sense in my mind.

Then again, here lately, nothing has really made sense in my mind. Everything feels like a TV that has the volume turned down. Not on mute, just turned down so that the drama on the screen doesn't seem so big. If that makes any sense. Nick thought I was stoned the other day in first block. I wasn't.

I watched Music & Lyrics today. It was good, for a rom-com featuring Hugh Grant. Ok, just kidding, because I love Hugh Grant. But, it was a good movie.

No Tiene Nada Gue Ver Con Gofres

That's "It's Not About Waffles" in Spanish.

Katie's birthday is tomorrow, but I haven't got her anything yet, because I haven't been anywhere. So, I should probably try and go somewhere this weekend.

I checked out Pride And Prejudice And Zombies today from the library. It's going to be absolutely epic.

So, meteor shower. Awesome. Completely awesome. It was absolutely beautiful.

So, a friend of mine asked me today if I wanted to buy some cocaine. I don't know if he was joking or not. I have absolutely no clue. None. Whatsoever. And I've heard he does that stuff. I hate high school.

A-Ha And The Bunnymen

Two eighties bands, awesome mash up. Anyway.

So, last night, I got high. On accident. See, I was sick, so I took a bunch of ibuprofen, sort of hoping it would make me feel better. It did, just not the way I planned. And in my altered state, I took some more. I don't know just how many I took, but it was a bunch. I don't really remember anything after that, except talking to Nick, and I don't remember anything I said. He said I was really mushy about Aaron and that I giggled a lot...

This afternoon, talking to Austin, I ended up crying, because I was talking about why I can't tell Aaron, because of how scared I am of losing him, and I actually cried, and I think that scared Austin, because I don't cry on the phone. Like, ever. But I did.

Four Minutes To Midnight

So, the movie last night was extremely good. Well, the ending pretty much sucked, but the rest of it was awesome. It was like if you took Saw, and gave it a realistic plotline. Well, mostly realistic. Believable, anyway. It was really gory without being completely ridiculously gory. I mean, I've seen waay gorier movies, but this wasn't exactly clean. Anyway, something weird Morgan and I both noticed was that everytime we covered our eyes, they'd bump their arms against arms. We don't know if it was a coincidence, or what, but it kept happening.

Of course, Morgan and I stayed up til two thirty this morning analyzing every tiny little thing. WE didn't come up with much. What was weird though was we were talking about Jake, all of us were, in the car, and Morgan was talking about how she came back form a horrible date one time and Jake calmed her down and threatened to beat the guy up. And Brian was all like, "It wasn't me was it?" So Morgan was thinking, are we dating? What the hell. It was kind of funny.

Nothing really good happened between me and Aaron. Which was disappointing. But, I've decided that I don't really want a boyfriend, because that always leads to the guy trying to act like a boyfriend, and I want Aaron to act like himself. I just wish I could tell him that I like him without having to worry about that changing everything. I mean, that boy is quite literally the reason I am still alive. He has talked me down from a figurative ledge so many times, and I don't think he knows it either.

Nick made us sick. Us being me and Austin. He was sick last week, and now we have it. I just hope I didn't make Aaron or Morgan or Brian sick last night, because that would really suck. It took all my willpower not to literally pounce on that boy last night and start making out. Stupid female feelings.

A Hop, Skip, And One Giant Leap

Going to the movie tonight. That hasn't changed, but I feel like everything is going to hell around me. For one thing, Katie think s we all hate her, and she even told Nick she hates him. See, we were all discussing her attitude lately during Spanish yesterday, and Nick told her. We're fine with that, it's just she's now pissed at us all, because we were all "talking behind her back." I don't consider it talking behind her back though, because we were just trying to get together a game plan so we would all be on the same page.

But now, she's pissed, and I might have lost my best friend.

Boop Boopy Doop

So, I am happier than I have ever been in my entire life. Aaron likes me. He told Morgan, and she told me. But he doesn't want a girlfriend right now. But that's ok, because I don't think I want a boyfriend right now either. So, I suppose this is kind of a good thing.

He told her he thinks we are perfect for each other. Perfect. But then he was all self-deprecating like he always is.

We're still going to the movies tomorrow. We'll see The Collector. I hope it's awesome. I bet it's awesome.

John Hughes, RIP

So, as you may or may not know by now, John Hughes, the director of The Breakfast Club, and all the other Brat Pack picture films, died today. He had a heart attack. This really is sad, because it was my dream to meet this man and personally thank him for all that he's done. I was in shock when I found out.

But, on a lighter note, the finale of So You Think You Can Dance was tonight. Jeanine, my top girl, won. I was slightly disappointed that Evan didn't win, but I was still happy that Jeanine won instead. I cannot wait until the fall season this year.

School was uneventful today. I think I have my Spanish speaking countries down pat, and that's good.

Apparently, everyone but me knew that I was in love with Aaron. I mean, even Cole knew. I mean, for real? Cole knew and I didn't? What the hell? Am I that unobservant?

I'm Under Your Spell

Nick made fun of Mrs. Cassidy to her face today. That was damn awesome. Stupid bitch needs to mind her own damn business. We don't know yet if he has AE tomorrow. But, his friends backed him up the whole way. As in, we just kind of quietly slunk into the shadows so the beast wouldn't notice us.

Spanish still sucks. At least Lindsay got transferred in. So now I'm in there with Austin, Lydia, Nick, Leanne, Lindsay, and Chelsey, Awesome! I think I'm starting to understand some of what Mr. Lewis says at least.

My hair ended up looking like shit. It's all the humidity. Pisses me off though. It probably doesn't help that Denise doesn't even close the fucking windows at night. She's a dipshit.

I had a see-each-other-across-the-room-and-smile moment with someone today. A special someone. It was epic. Oh, and I met a girl from Germany.

I've Got Friends In Highly Low Places

Forever The Sickest Kids bitches.

Yesterday's post was extremely dramatic. I don't know what got into me. That just happens sometimes.

So, I hate my Spanish Class. It's being taught by a pompous, pretentious, sonofabitch that thinks he's so much better than us because he can speak Spanish and we can't. Dick. And, we have a quiz on Friday where we have to label a map with all the Spanish speaking countries. Suckage. I have a quiz over the states that same day a block before.

This morning during first block they called me out of Physics to tell me that I had Physics. I felt like saying, "No shit Sherlock." And the guidance counselor was a complete bitch. I hate almost everybody that works at that school.

On a lighter note, Daniel smelled really good, as usual.

The Prologue, Or A Bit Of What Happened Before

As a precursor to everything that will be said in this blog, I'm just going to explain a little about me.

As my About Me or whatever it's called on here clearly states, my name is Brittany, I am 16 years old, and I'm a Capricorn. Yes, I believe in those Zodiac things. Today was my first day as a junior in high school.

Now, none of that really matters.

If you're reading my blog, you'll soon find out that I have a life that would rival a prime time soap opera. Here is the rundown of what's going on right now in my life.

My best girl friends broke up with her boyfriend today, after nearly having a nervous breakdown about her ex-boyfriend, who is currently dating another one of my friends. They both hate each other of course. Her ex-boyfriend is a dick, and her latest boyfriend is one of my best guy friends, but he is way to worried about the ex-boyfriend. They used to be practically best friends.

One of my other best girl friends is pregnant. Since early summer. Her and her boyfriend were drunk. She's keeping the baby too.

My third girl friend has severe image issues that aren't the fishing for compliments variety that you'd normally find in a high school senior. And I'm not even sure if she knows it.

I'm in love with my best guy friend in the entire world. We are amazing friends, we have a great relationship. Whenever I'm down, which is quite often he never fails to make me feel better. Several of my friends think he likes me too, and I'm going to a movie with him, a friend and her semi-boyfriend. But it's a just friends thing.

My best friend Austin is gay, and he has a lot of drama. Currently, it's under control though.

I have a boyfriend, technically. We went out last year and didn't talk at all this summer. Not once. But, I think he thinks we're still dating.

So, that was my life, up to date, as of right now. Today was my first day of school, and nothing happened, so that's all this blog was, something to catch you up.