Rewriting Herstory

I'm so tired right now that nothing is making sense...

I drank a coffee today, so I'm rolling down the hill fast.

I think that the most interesting thing about my day was that I dissected an earthworm... Yeah.

It did make me screech out loud in class, though.

Good times.

Cause for a smile:

I'm going to have the best sleep until I have to wake up and walk my friend to the bus. 

Lip Sync at our school is coming up, and we're ready to kick some butt...

It's going to be great.

Okay, so I'm a little late with this entry, but I was out with my friends and I just got back. I haven't seen one of them in like 7 weeks, so you have to let it slide.

So, something in my house smells like a wet dog. Which is weird, because none of us owns a dog, and none of us ever goes nears a dog. Either that or it smells like pee.

Either way, it's gross. It could just be the smell of the bus because we were on it for awhile. And I really dislike the smell of the bus.

I had two really weird dreams last night. And I feel like I told them to the world.

I hate telling my dreams to people, be cause I feel like I sound like an idiot when I tell it. But it's always entertaining. I can imagine the movie someone would make about the weird dreams I've been having.

I think that I need to sleep earlier.

So, here is how my dreams went.

I was being chased by zombies at my grandma's house. For some reason, I just wasn't able to leave the house. So, I was running everywhere trying to get somewhere safe.

All I remember is there was this zombie doberman and it was trying to eat me while I was hiding in a cave built of thorns. Somehow I tricked the dog and he got trapped in the thorns.

All the while, the comedian, Dane Cook was narrating my adventure like it was a joke in his comedy act.

His final line was, "And then you think that it's over, but it's not."

Then my uncle jumped out and threw a knife at me.

I woke up from that dream a little scared.

When I went back to sleep, I fell into another dream.

So, I was at a football stadium back home where a few of the public school graduations take place. So, my cousins, who don't go to the same school, but graduated the same year were graduating from high school They were walking up to us, I said, "Oh, I want a diploma."

And then someone gave me one like I was graduating too.

Dream over.

Seriously, I wish I had a dream book to find out what this all meant.

Cause for a smile:

I have a lot to smile about today.

First, I got to eat sushi. I love sushi. And I got to drink bubble tea. Good meal.

Second, I got to talk to my friend who is coming up for her spring break. We were sort of finalizing plans. But not really. It was more planning than finalizing.

Third, one of my friends came back to school today. Oh man, it was great. I was talking to my friend on the phone then she walked in and I freaked. I didn't realize that she was back.

Good surprise.

Fourth, there is a competition that we have at school called Lip Sync. It's the second biggest event that we have at our school. It's amazing and full of laughs. I've done it every year since I've been here. Tonight, we introduced it to the freshman class. It was great. Good laughs. I got to see how long my hair was my freshman year. I miss it. Then I got to see how short it was sophomore year. Now, it's in between.

We're planning our show for this year. It's going to be epic.

Finally, I saw a sneak peak of one off my shows. I'm so excited. It needs to be Thursday so this anticipation can ebb away.

I realized I still haven't cleaned my house. Tomorrow. I promise tomorrow. Especially since I'm not going into the city. I might as well clean. 

I'm trying to savor these last few days of freedom.

School starts on Monday. *BLAH*

Better get to writing...

HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY TO MY COUSIN, KSC!

I'm sorry I couldn't be there to celebrate with you and the family, love. But I hope that you had a good one.

So, I've come to the realization that I really really really dislike texting. I mean, I was okay when we didn't have texting in our cell phone plan because I honestly enjoy talking to people on the phone and hearing their voices. I don't use my minutes anyway.

But the real reason that I dislike texting so much is because my little brother. He finally got a cell phone and learned how to text. But now, he texts me now instead of calls me every night. I'm restricted to reading instead of listening. I miss the sound of his voice. I know it's sad, and a little pathetic on my part, but it's true. 

IT SUCKS!

But what can I do?

I have a really nice bruise on my knee from hula and volleyball yesterday. It's about the size of two quarters put next to each other. A nice shade of red, purple, and greenish-blue.

I watched American Idol today. It was the first episode, so there were a bunch of auditions. I got some good laughs while watching with my friend CS. As bad as some auditions were, I had to change the channel because I can't stand to watch people make a fool out of themselves.

But I also got to thinking. There were people there auditions that were 16 years old and they were really talented. I wondered what I was good at when I was 16. For a second, I felt like I hadn't really accomplished anything. But then I realized that a lot of those people were either desperate, or just following their 'dreams'. But what if they were in for a rude awakening?

The fear is always there.

Am I brave enough to go after that dream.

I'm still trying to figure out what I want to do with my life. Writer? Pharmacist? (See what I put down first?) But it's hard. Motivation is needed.

I just need to think about it... 

Cause for a smile:

I have some inspiration to write. I mean, I'm trying to hold it off for awhile so that I can get through my week of class and just write for two weeks, but it's hard. I actually skipped volleyball today because I was inspired. It's been happening a lot more recently, and I'm not sure if it's a good or a bad thing.

Good because I love to write.

Bad because it can easily distract me from school and other things.

*Sigh*

I guess I should get back to brainstorming a story and hope that it will hold me off until Friday.

I love Sundays. I wake up every morning, get ready, then go to church. I love going to church because usually by the end of Mass, I feel refreshed and ready to take on the day. I was excited to go to Mass because it would've been the first time this year that I went to church since I've been back at school.

Usually.

It's a little hard to be excited when one of the kids sitting in front of you is crying because his dad is yelling at him and pulling his hair and ear in church. Yeah, what is this world coming to?

I really didn't know what to do, so I looked away. It's weird though, because back in Hawaii, it's normal to see parents discipline their children. I don't know why it affected me so much. I got angry, and in my head, I was thinking that if I ever saw this man, I would give him a piece of my mind. Horrible thoughts to be thinking at church.

After Mass, my friend and I, who I walked with, talked about it, and we were trying to figure out why it felt so wrong. We couldn't come up with a good enough reason. 

I got back to my dorm, changed into my pajamas, and slept. I'm still sick and seriously trying to get over it. I spent pretty much my entire day in pajamas. 

Cause for a smile:

I watched a movie today and got a good laugh. So good that I was in tears by the end of it. I also got to talk to my cousin who I haven't seen in six months. Also, I finally spoke to my friends who I didn't get to see over Winter break.

I also realized how amazing my little brother is. My parents are pretty much bribing my brother so he will get good grades in school so in exchange for straight A's, he will get anything he wants. Now, I know that he's capable of that, but that isn't why he's amazing. So, he asked me what I wanted.

I know...

I kept trying to tell him that he needs to get whatever he wanted and I'll just use it. But he wanted my opinion because he wanted to share it with me. Me and my brother are nine years apart.

Here is the entire text conversations:

Him: Mom said if i get straight a's i can get whatever i want or every a i get i mom will give of ten dollars
Me: That's good. Work hard.
Him: Ok so if i get straight a's i will try to get a psp to
Me: Nice.
Him: What do you want if i get all a's
Me: This is for you. Not for me.
Him: No its alright i want to share it
Me: Just whatever you want...
Him: Ok i will try to get a ps3 or are you getting it.
Me: Just get what you want. For yourself
Him: Ok i will just get you something as a gift ok
Me: Stop it. This is for you. Not for me.
Him: Ok

It really helped to counteract the anger that I felt earlier today.

It's moments like this where I think that there is hope for our generation. It made me believe that there is a lot of good in simple things in the world. And that what I told myself a long time ago is true.

My brother is going to change the world.

I guess that's enough for now. I need to get some sleep because my friend wants to make a movie and he wants me to write the script, but I'm to tired to think of anything. We'll see how that entire process will go.

But I'm tired and I have class tomorrow. 

Good night!!!