Hey there.

Okay, I apologize to everyone I've ever made fun of that they started school before me. (believe me, there's a lot of you)  I realize that it's hectic.  Yeah.  Today was my first day.

Getting my schedule was odd.  I was placed in General Science rather than Bio, and I distinctly remember signing up for either Comp Tech, Spanish 1, Photo 1, or Art 1, but my schedule said I was in Theater.  So yeah, I'm apparently in theater now.  Scared as hell in that class because "shyness is not acceptable" (and it was strange because half the class, including the teacher, thought i was a junior.. the guy sitting next to me called me a.. what was it?  oh yes, a "junior look-alike whore").  Additionally, I'm going to be auditioning for the Drama Club's play, "A Midsummer's Night Dream: 2005" for the sake of being there for a new friend, Danielle (who looks a bit like a celebrity, but i can't put my finger on who..), who also signed up for Photo but ended up with Theater but is going to stick w/ it because of the reasoning of heyy-what-the-hell.  English Honors was some slur of savage intimidation and intense relief.  I can safely say that I'm probably, and I wouldn't be surprised if I were, one of the least intelligent people in that class.  My classmates were exceptionally bright, using phrases and words I never heard of, articulate in every syllable.  There was no time to not be social in that class; it was already fast-paced in participation and group assignments, in volunteering and speaking out, and everyone was doing it without flaw except for me -- in every way, I, accustomed to the lack of people jumping to be involved like that in my classes throughout middle school, could barely catch up with them.

But I lived through the first day.  Now in Theater and I may have to add "actress" to my list of possible careers, but I lived.  Oh God.  I have an assignment to decorate the exterior of a paper bag with pictures & symbols that represent me, and place important objects inside.  I'd say, "No sweat, it's like my seventh grade project!" but this baby's due in three days in contrary to three weeks.  I'd like to tell myself that it's just going to get easier here on after the first day, but I think we all know that it's just not true.  I'll make it.  Somehow.

Today's lesson, cleverly disguised as a pointless word generated from pure randomness: GOOLAMA!!!

just another manic monday.. sure wish it was sunday

Bye for now.

Hey.

Oh God, I am really bored.  I can't believe this is how I'm ending my fanTAStic summer vacation.. with Friends and That 70's Show reruns.  Well, thank God for Fez, he is entertaining. 
And I am such a nerd.  I realize now that at freshman orientation, when we had partner discussions about the best thing about getting older, I said, "Gaining more knowledge and experience about the world around me."  ..Who says that?  My partner said, "I get closer to driving." and the people around me said something about drinking alcohol.  Ok, I definitely wouldn't have said that alcohol comment, but they seemed really shocked by what I said.  I am.. such a dork.  I tried pulling a social and polite personality out of my pocket but that didn't really turn out too swell either..

Oh God.  I've been talking out of line lately and I apologize to all the people that had to tolerate me for.. the last few.. years.  It's not my place to say things when I don't even know everything, and I'm sure that it's so stressful to try to deal with me and my comments.  I'm sorry that I'm too much of a wuss to say this in person.

School's going to start this Monday.. three days.  I'm taking you on, Monterey Trail.  (Okay, that's a big lie and I'm actually a tad frightened, but humor me for the sake of my self-esteem.)

Today's lesson quote: Destiny is worth dying for.

take this soul, trapped inside some skin and bones.. take this soul and make it sing

Bye for now.

And now, with the conventional reasoning of "why-the-hell-not?", a poem.  It's one that some of you might've already read, but I think it's groovy nonetheless.

Collage of the Human Heart's Goals

Dear Vessel,

Descriminate, obliterate
It's good for the soul
Avoid debate, welcome complimentary mints
Destroy, vandalize
Ignore everything I just said
Of all the things that you do

Avoid mints
Start paying attention
Learn to die
Learn to live
Don't tolerate evil, don't underestimate evil, don't allow evil
Learn to die
Learn to live
Pray
Yahweh, God, Buddha, Allah, Jehovah, Science, Nature
Believe in the nonexistance of religion
Believe in something, have faith in something
Believe in yourself
Guide your own hand
You are your guardian
You are the knight in shining armour
Learn to die
Learn to live
Love
Avoid mints
Damn it, pay attention!

We are growing older
You are now older than you were seconds ago
How does it feel?
It's never too late
Change now, now, now
Forgive
What good do grudges do?
Regret, cry, mourn, it's okay
Then let it go
You have to let it go
You don't need that new shirt
Why do you want to buy that?
Those don't matter when you leave
Live
Give what you can
Time, compassion
It matters more than anything
Love
Remember to love
This is no video recorder
You can't erase what's recorded
Make sure that you record something worthwhile

Walk, Run, Drive, Travel
Travel to Europe
Travel to your backyard
Smell the roses
Find perfection in everything
Nothing is a miracle
Everything is a miracle
The average day is everything
You are everything
Take a picture, it'll last longer
Draw a smile
Smile
Smile like you mean it
Love
Love is everything
Wave to your neighbor
Hold the door open for someone else
Open your eyes

Exist together
You're so alike
You are not the wave
You are part of the ocean
You are not the sand
You are part of the shore
You sleep, you wake up
You're the same
Why can't you even see it?
Love one another
You need others
Coexist

When I speak, you never listen.
..Listen to me now.

Yours,
(blank)

Yo! 

Today was my freshman orientation, and I spent the time being intimidated in my own special way.  I hadn't been in school for so long that I forgot how cliquey it is.  It was interesting to see everyone gathered in their own personal circles of friends, oblivious to anything else.  I, of course, knowing me, spent the time before orientation walking around and talking to myself in angry, rushed mutters.  Super sane.

Then I saw someone I recognized, armed with my enthusiastic gasp and an, "Oh, shit!"  Which led into the Christa lacking in the confidence factor and all hellos were invisible.  So yeah.  Class hasn't even started and I'm already shooting myself in the head.

Group stuff was interestingly useless because our group leader was irresponsible.. I am SO getting lost on the first day of school.  I just know that I'm pretty sure I chose all of the wrong classes and I'm going to end up fixing that on the first day.  After today, I really don't know whether I should look forward to the first day or shoot myself before I have to face it.

Oh, but here's something.  Does this sound familiar, freshmen of Mount Pleasant and Overfelt: one staff member stands in front of the freshmen, talking about the significance of time is like money.  "If you waste one day, it's like wasting one dollar," they say, ripping the dollar, causing everyone to complain about wasting money.  And then they threaten the life of a twenty dollar bill, saying that it's like your freshman year!  But everyone in the audience flips out for them not to, so they don't, and the freshmen are left inspired.  Yeah, MTHS had that spiffy li'l thing going on too, and my mouth was agape during it, "This seems familiar."  Is that like, some sorta freshman orientation tradition throughout California?  Crazy.  I feel gypped.

So everyone else is starting tomorrow?  Well, I've already said this a few days ago, but good luck to y'all. I, fortunately, have another week on my hands.

Today's lesson: If you won't stop to smell the roses, at least stop to say hello.

i'm not just deaf and dumb, i'm staring at the sun

Bye for now.

Hey there.

Summer vacation is nearing its bittersweet end.  This Monday's orientation for MTHS, which I'm astoundingly frightened that I'm going to go through the ol' intimidations from being by myself while everyone else is going to be surrounded by friends from their respective junior highs.. all laughing and giggly.  So giggly.

I have done a count..
I have witnessed thirty-six out of state American license plates (only fourteen to go!), two European license plates, one from Korea, from five provinces of Mexico, and from four provinces of Canada.. all within the borders of either California or Nevada.  The entire time, still unsure if I've been spelling "license" correctly.  Have I?

Good day, and good luck on everyone's freshmen year at high school!  Though almost none of my friends from San Jose will even read this because they're now all on just Myspace, so damn you all! =D

Today's lesson quote: "We pursue great art because we are convinced that great art-combined with great storytelling-can chance the world." -Phil Vischer, Big Idea Founder

please, please, please.. get up off your knees

Bye for now.

If you're reading this, I probably love my mouse more than I love you.

WHAM-BAM!

Hello.  My name is Christa, and welcome to my world.  ::the Rex the Runt theme song plays::

Alright, folks (yes. that's right.  i just said 'folks').  Tomorrow is Mount Pleasant orientation, and my trip there has been cancelled.  Parents decided not to head to the world of San Jose. I know, I know, I'm as square as a piece of taffy rotting in the summer sun.. which actually isn't square, it's more like a mushed substance without any definite shape..  Anyhoo, if you really want to, go ahead and look for me with no avail throughout the entire day.  I apologize if you were looking forward to that, although I'm fairly sure that you weren't.. but if you REALLY want, you can just come to MY orientation! =D

Oh God.  Lately my stomach always feels empty and hollow, even right after I eat.  Maybe it's my stomach, always ever so angry at me for depriving it of its much needed 5 servings of vegetables, so it's finally taking revenge with an expanding waistline.  Wily thing.  It's calling for war.  Just for that, Im'ma feed it all the candy in the shelves..

Today's lesson: The voice alone contains so much strength and power, it's courageous and determined.  It's the decision of the person of whether they speak for the better or for the worse.. because, believe it or not, people will listen to whatever it is, good or evil.  Someone will..  It's all in your hands.  (Yeah, that's right, I learned that even though the only thing I did today was fight my stomach.  Boo-yah.)

here i go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you

Bye for now.

Heyyy.

Yep, updating my xanga.. WHILE A LOT OF PEOPLE AREN'T!  I mean, there's truckloads of people updating their myyyspaaaces (i am the hypocrite; i made a myspace too) but don't you people know that one of the first things I do in the morning is check my xanga subscriptions?! (which i know, is very sad)  ::falls to knees and cries::  Forget you all, Im'ma update enough for everyone.  And then I'm going to d/l Maple Story and the updating life will become a thing of the past.  And then I'm going to go multi-platininum with my band, and we're going to tour the world!  But then I'm going to get in over my head, gain a lot of weight, and I'll die in 1977 on the toilet.  ..Or will I?

I can only count the number of people that currently rolling their eyes, "Shut up, Christa."

It is now Monday morning and my parents are no where to be seen.  I understand that it's a very improbable thing, BUT DID THEY GO TO SAN JOSE WITHOUT ME?!  OH GOD!  WHAT AM I GOING TO DO I'M NEVER GOING TO SEE MY OLD FRIENDS AGAIN!  OH GOD!

::deep breaths::

I've been really obsessing over Relient K ever since they were introduced to me by Amanda and Ashley.  I mean, their music IS, in fact, uber awesome.  And funny and silly while thought-provoking.

And two lefts not making a right but three do actually makes sense.

Today's lesson: ..There is no such thing as good or evil.  There's only truth.

they say i've lost my midas touch what turned to gold now turns to rust

Bye for now.

New layout.

Made from a banner in the far depths of my computer that had colors I didn't know what to do with.  Now I found something to do with them and made a neat-o layout.

Character is Fei Fong Wong, the main character of Xenogears, which is A DAMN GREAT GAME!  Song (if you're hearing it and i didn't put that in wrong because i do that a lot) is U2 - With Or Without You, the headline ("I Watch, In Cold Blood") is from a poem that Bono wrote, and the quote in the banner ("As memory may be..") is by John Lancaster Spalding.  Yes, this is just a great big mix of things that all need proper credit!

I'd like to think that the xanga ad doesn't kill the layout.. but it does.  It really does.

Have a good day, ladies and gents.

Yippey-yay-yo!

Yippey-yay-yo?

Let me explain.  Yesterday was Mark Thiessen's birthday, and today's Pete's birthday (whoever Pete may be..).  Three days until Genn's birthday, five days have passed since The Edge's birthday, Oscar Wilde's 150th birthday is in roughly three weeks, and mine is super soon -- wait for it, wait for it -- five months. 

And that, I think, deserves a yippey-yay-yo.  Yes, even for Pete.

Next week's freshman orientation for Mount Pleasant, which is kind'a a funny story, because I'm very likely to be (depends on what time I wake up on Wednesday) joining the new Mount Pleasantians that day.  So if you're going to be at MP Orientation and I've not seen you in a while, whether that be two months, two weeks, or two days, and if you care at all because you might've not, look for me then.

Brought Algernon (the remaining mouse after Charlie died) to Elk Grove.  Li'l thing's been real timid since Charlie died.  Used to run around everywhere like a madman with a passion but now it just drags itself around the cage.  Oh God.

THAT IS ALL!

Buh-bam.

Today's lesson wise words from a fortune cookie: We will not know the worth of water until the well is dry.  (Lucky Numbers 13, 21, 24, 26, 31, 33)

you're telling me that there's no hope; i'm telling you, you're wrong

Bye for now.