Why I Should Be at Home

Today is a horrible, no good, very bad day.   I feel terrible.  All I want to do is go home and sleep.  I have a triple threat of crappy feelings. My throat hurts, my stomach hurts, and my head hurts. Seriously.  After a stress filled week last week, I think I should just go home.  My three hardest classes are my first three classes; err, well more like my two hardest classes are at 9 and 10.  So at 11 when I have free, I should just go home.  My last classes are band and AP Spanish.  My teacher won't be here for Spanish, so there isn't much I will miss. And missing band would just be a one day thing. But my mom won't let me go home.  And she wouldn't let me stay home this morning.  So I am stuck at school all day.

Desert Island

If you were stranded on a desert island, what 5 movies would you bring to watch?  These are the only 5 movies you will ever watch again in your life.  Here is my list:

1.     Mean Girls.  I know its a typical chick flick that every teenage girl has a hate/love relationship with, but it’s just so dang quotable.  "She doesn't even go here" can be quoted every day for sooo many reasons.  Plus, who can't relate to Karin...

2.     Pitch Perfect. Another chick flick, but the music is so good.  You get a great combination of hot guys, singing, good music and typical girl drama.  

3.     Mulan.  "Let's get down to business!" Need I say more?

4.     Hitch. Will Smith being super smooth, teaching the most awkward guy how to get the girl.  It has humor and love, and it’s an overall great flick.  

5.     Hercules.  Another Disney movie, but its fine. It is my second favorite Disney film (second only to Mulan), and it has great music and a heartwarming story of a hero.

HOCO

I'm about to be that typical girl and make a post about how great my homecoming was and how it was the best night ever...except maybe not to that degree.

My date/boyfriend came and picked me up from my house, and we did the flower thing, ya know, like exchanging the corsage and boutonniere. Then my mom had to take like an obnoxious amount of pictures, which is fine but like we were about to go to a park to take more pictures. Once we got to the park, we took a bunch of pictures, in a lot of different combinations.  I took a picture with my boyfriend's twin and almost everyone else who was in our group.  My smile got worse and worse due to the pain from holding my face in the same position for so long.

We then went back to my house where my mom had made this amazing dinner for me and my friends.  She made a ridiculous amount of food...we'll be eating it for the rest of the week. It was so good. We had chicken Parmesan with pasta with a homemade Alfredo sauce, bruschetta and toasted ravioli as appetizers, a salad course, and a chocolate mousse, cherry cheesecake, and lemon mousse shooter.   It was beyond amazing.

Then the dance was a lot of fun.  The most fun I've had at any dance.  Probably because I actually really like my date for once. He got sickly during the dance because he had eaten so much (all he'd had to eat was a bowl of lucky charms and a piece of cake - so he was a little hungry), so we sat out for a little while, but sitting with him was better than dancing with some of my past dates (no offense to past dates).

Overall, probably my best homecoming ever.

Snag

Apparently I am known as a dramatic person.  When the hall of fame inductee asked Mrs. Markert for the name of two theatrical people, she listed mine and Sullivan.  I am not a theatrical person.  I am energetic and have confidence, but have never once been in a play or musical or theatrical production.  At least I got to play the zebra.  I was a fantastic zebra too.  I needed no acting lessons, unlike the gnarly, ugly nasty tree that Sullivan was supposed to portray.  He started as a nice tree, with his arms up like tree.  Mr. Ros Hill did not approve, and made him fix himself before we continued.

The most awkward part of this whole thing was when the distinguished alum was putting my stripes on.  He just told me to put my arms up.  When a strange man tells you to put your arm straight up, while you're on stage in front of the entire school, you feel a little uncomfortable.  For Pete's sake, what if my shirt had gone up and exposed my stomach? That would have been a major wardrobe malfunction.  Then he told me to get down and crawl.  Zebras do no crawl.  They gallop like a horse.  I could have galloped ten times better than I could have crawled.  Plus, I have a big cut on my knee.   So putting my knee down was extra painful.  So at first, I did a stupid looking bear crawl, then he made me stop and I put my knee down.  It hurt. But, it was a little less embarrassing than looking stupid.

For the rest of that day, people asked me if the skit was planned, and why two of the three drum majors were chosen.  So to set the record straight: The skit was not planned.  Sully and I were picked by Markert for our confidence in front of an audience.  It had nothing to do with being drum major, but just our ability to be in front of a group of people.

Illinois vs. Iowa

Obviously Iowa is far superior than Illinois for the following reasons:

- Iowa has more corn

- University of Illinois >>> University Iowa

- Iowa is closer to Canada, eh?

- Sometimes, Iowa literally turns into an ocean because of flooding (MERMAIDS ARE REAL!!!!)

- Iowa is flatter than Illinois so running is easier

- Iowa has no corrupt governors

- Sports fans in Iowa get to decide which team they like without being discriminated (or shot) for not liking the Cubs or White Sox.

- Chicago is way overpopulated

Posted by: Keweeh

Just kidding.  Illinois wins purely for the fact that the University of Illinois is in Illinois.

Edits by me :)

Sundays

I hate Sundays. Sundays are the end of the weekend.  I'm usually exhausted from going to a football game the previous day, but I still have to wake up at a reasonable hour so that I can sleep later that night for school.  Sunday's are also homework days.  There is absolutely nothing I'd rather do than spend a full day on homework.  Friday nights are busy with football games, Saturday all day is busy with football or marching band, so I can't even spread out my homework and do a little each night.  Today I've spent the last two hours working on my Western Civilization class. The homework is a little ridiculous.  Usually in history classes, you get to have a discussion board post and discuss the topics you read and reflect on them.  In this class it is read this primary source and answer questions on it.  The primary source has been typed into a text book, and has several typos.  So it gets really hard to read. Then you have to write two short essays regurgitating what you read in the textbook.  Next, I have to figure out my AP Lang homework, and I can already foresee that being a problem.  Any ideas as to make a stress ball connect to myself and create a humanity connection? Me either.