I am so horribly inactive nowadays. Not fun. xD I've been getting in the habit of waking up insanely early in the morning... I always was kind of a morning person to be honest with you. I'm not much for staying up till three in the morning. xD Though I'm one to talk, it's 10:30 right now. ... I have ceramics class tomorrow morning. I don't even remember signing up for that last year. But I guess I did. I'm in photography class next semester but I might drop it to be in Foods with... you know, my friends. As if I didn't look like a reclusive loser already, last thing I need is to be in a class by myself three times a week. xD Yeah. Not much to talk about right now. I just really wanted to put something up here.

It's in-depth entry time. There was a bear in my back yard today. Tried to kill me. Seriously, it swatted. Well, it was on the other side of a fence, but scary nonetheless. So my ad had to call the conservation officers, and they had to shoot it due to the fact that a bear being so close to humans and a neighborhood such as ours (pseudo-suburbia) isn't healthy at ALL. The inside of a bear's brain looks like tomato paste. Thought I'd share that. But, um, yeah. And... my guinea pigs passed away. Yeah. If you've never read this journal before I erased everything (and the three of you that actually did, don't count for not paying attention), they were super duper fantastically awesome and they were called Peanut Butter and Cookie Monster. Peanut Butter jumped out of his cage all EK style and snapped his neck. Cookie was fine until a few days ago when she had a seizure at one in the morning and then another when I got back from school. And summarily died. Tragic. And my mother still doesn't know. xD Haven't talked to her for a month or so. Yeeeeeaaaahhhh.... this wasn't as in-depth as I expected.

GOOD SONG. Ms. M was singing it the other day. Found out I can't have milk anymore. So no more chocolate, like, ever. GAY.

Shots today. O: Tetanus, Measles, annnnnddd.... something else. I didn't get the Gardasil one though, because I'm waiting a few years to see if it kills anyone. But the woman giving the injections tried SO hard to convince me to change my mind, it was hilarious. CZ walked by while they were working on me: Me: Oh, hey CZ! I'm getting shot up with drugs! Woman: It's not drugs, it's a vaccine. Me: That's what they WANT you to think. Woman: What? Me: Oh, so you know! The cafeteria is a safe injection site, I KNEW IT. And then she almost missed my arm, and good times were had by all. And also, not today but a few days ago, I got into my grandpa's old records and cassettes and whathaveyou, and I found some jazz and stuff. And now I'm obsessed with Sammy Davis Jr. and Frank Sinatra. xD ON ZE BUS JB: I'm such a loser. I have so much techno shit on my MP3. Me: *joking* Hah, well, I'm listening to Frank Sinatra right now. JB: *serious* Oh thank god, you're a bigger loser than I am. Me: ... And I'm thinking "We can settle this one of two ways. I can drop kick you in the face or you can stop being so goddamn intolerant." Of course I didn't say it out loud, but sheesh. And she's one of those Jonas Brothers types, too. Hmm... Jonas Brothers, Frank Sinatra... who's better at singing and life in general, gee I wonder... SPEAKING. OF. THE JONAS BROTHERS. I blasted out my ear drum drowning out their music that MB, CB and JB all happened to be singing along to. I'mma sue their asses. The Jonas Brothers', that is. I always get so embarrassed when CB is walking down the hallway singing to either Rhianna, Miley Cyrus or The Jonas Brothers blasting on her cellphone. And people are like 'OMGWTFBBQ TURN DAT SHIT OFF' and I'm thinking, "Yeeeeaaaahh... I don't know any of them, swear to god." The end.

I deleted my entries. Obviously. :O I'll write some more crap in here in a bit... that and I probably may have to re-introduce myself. Not like I HAVE to or anything. Who really cares? I don't know. I don't. I think. Confusing. Canadian Thanksgiving tomorrow... yay.