three days of school, and so far i've survived. my morning is not too bad...late arrival, ap euro, ap english, wind ensemble and symphonic mixed. my afternoon starts off good, and ends not too bad...so far: vive, photography (so amazingly boring that my brain will probably explode before we get actual lab time), and then ap chemistry. even if i struggle in that class...which is pretty much a given, i'm sure i'll still love it. mr. edwards is amazingly cool and i think that i can make it through that class just by the fact that i feel comfortable talking to the teacher...which is probably why i came as close to failing fst as you can get. and such is life. st. eds game tomorrow...woo hoo! hot diggety dog i'm excited. so excited that i'm going to put my carry my couch down to the basement...right now. so i'm leaving. farewell my friends. farewell

the past few days have been quite enjoyable. saturday consisted of my sitting around the house for a good part of the day, and then doing some work in the basement, and then sitting around my house some more. sunday, i worked in my basement for a bit...listening to my dad scream at the plumbing that we installed. "the damn pipe just won't get fucking hot enough" (we were soldering pipes together...and there was water in the pipe) then a lovely evening at borders bookstore with natalie. the wonderful world of lying to your parents in order to see the girlfriend that they would never be ok with. yeah, that's how the story goes. it occurs to me that most of my avid readers won't know this story...and thus i should tell it. since i am yet to tell anyone about this relationship, here it goes. i am dating natalie scott of carrollton, ohio/baldwin wallace college. and my parents don't know about it. that's pretty much all there is to that story, so it's not really interesting at all...i suppose; to any of you. but it's news and thus warrants a place in this online diary. so, school starts tomorrow and with it comes the boring hum-drum routine that is my life. here we go...only two years left. huzzah.

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so today was the spirit leader auditions. and we lost. even though we had the most cheering, and the best presentation (i wish could play the guitar), we lost. to pat and bindel. it's not a huge deal to me...i still have another chance at it. however...liz does not. and i have a feeling that she took it a lot worse than i did. such is life, and life as not a senior. last night = driving with nick, good carmel cooler, and way awesome conversation with jana. that was probably the greatest conversation that i've had in quite a long time. thank you so much jana.when you sit around your house all day, that makes it a bit difficult to report on my life, because i don't have a life. and that is that.

learn english: bruhaha- hubbub, uproar

*that whole english thing threw you for a loop didn't it?*

i've decided to play the quiz game... in case you haven't noticed...

Take the What Should Your New Year's Resolution Be? Quiz



i'm ok with this







yay!

Life is fairly pointless to for me. It's a constant cycle of getting captured by Bowser, getting rescued by men who lust after me either due to my looks or wealth, and baking cakes. Any involvement I have in a game is fairly limited. I reinforce the bad stereotype that women are helpless beings. I am made of sugar and spice and everything nice, yet incapable of inteligent thought. Such is the life of Peach.

What Super Mario Bros character are you?


this worries me...immensely.

Which Peanuts Character Are You Quiz

hey kids, you're favorite resident of 1501 clarence avenue, has returned. after a week of teaching sailing, canoeing, paddleboating, pontoon boating, and boat building (do you sense a theme here?), i have returned from the abyss. it was a good week full of getting wet, getting no sleep, and getting annoyed at my favorite name camper (secret code for the kid that you have to constantly say their name to get them to shut up). i was finally at home in bed, when my dad woke me up and told me that we were driving to pittsburgh for the falcione family reunion. that's right, after a week of no sleep, i drove for two and a half hours to the township of moon, for the most fun under the sun: italian food, raffles, dice games, dominoes, and egg tosses. oh yes, and i also had the extreme pleasure of answering the same questions about thirty times. "how old are you now?", "what grade are you going into?", "what are you looking at doing after you graduate?", "are you driving yet?", "my, you're getting tall!" ok, so the last one wasn't a question, but nonetheless, it was still asked by everyone of my family members on my dad's side. boy am i glad to be home.