Sonic

So it's been awhile since I spilled so this might be long. Disclaimer done with...

Its the summer now and its super fun, scary, saddening and like ten million other emotions: namely laziness. I'm really not doing much. Especially with Patty at her college orientation and Becca in Hawaii and my parents both in Minnesota. But all not for long and I'll be able to be busy again.

I told Keith we should have a clean break. This idea was the result of Alex over thinking. I regret it completely. I don't know how I ever could give Keith up, I care for him way too much. Which sounds weird since I only saw him once. There is something about spending the night with people that makes people really close. Remember- I met Keith at the hotel in Venice. And its not like I actually spent the night with him, I just got to spend a lot of time with him and Ginger, Jon, Mark, Kristen and other Canadians- whom are super amazing. Anyways, he took that idea very badly- of course. Aaand now we aren't talking. Just. Like. I. Wanted.

Other than that I have this empty feeling at the bottom of my stomach. Its been there since the start of the summer and is only getting worse. My theory is that its due to my leaving all my friends. Reasonable, no? I want to cuddle and go on dates with someone who isn't a jackass and lives close to me. AND doesn't already have a girlfriend.

I woke up at four this morning to drop my parents off at the airport and now I'm home. Alone. Bored. I had to wait here for a package to arrive and then drop it off at the property. So I waited and then it arrived. And I drove it over there. ALL the way over there. Then I found the Sonic in that area and grabbed a drink. This was the fun part because I talked to some former Lake Travis students who told me I have nothing to fear- and I'd probably make friends really easily; just join a lot of groups. Then on the way back this car full of boys started waving at me. They were very attractive so I waved back :D. Then I ran over to Becca's and watered the plant and fed the cats.

I have to pick up my brother soon.

OH the house is getting further along! Its amazing.

I found out what I have to read for the summer. But I forgot. Good thing I saved that sucker! I need to get those books soon.

Time to go play DDR.

Alexandra out.

"At least you're not going to Tokyo."

I don't want to move now. I was excited about it before but now it's gotten to the point were I want to cry every time I'm at school because I'm leaving everyone! And they're all "Traitor!" or "Aww I'm gonna miss you!" and then they just flow. It just happens. I'm girl. Thats what we do... We cry. It's a defect of the brain and silly things trigger it. (And usually I'm not that bad, I have a very high tolerance. But, lately its just all I can do to help it.) Well I'm tired- so I'll post some more tomorrow.

Alexandra out.

Spanish supplies, nursery ryhmes, cats in the skies.

I've become super excited for the move over the summer. As the house becomes more and more developed I just can't hide it. I really am excited. Plus! I'll be a senior next year! Oh joy-ess days the time is near. Even the having to make new friends isn't bothering me anymore. I've decided it'll be a fun experience. Anyways, it's a life lesson and feeling that I should have. And thats NOT my parents talking through me. Thats my own opinion.

Prom was a couple of nights ago. It was a lot of fun. A BUNCH of firsts for me. First time i rode a limo. First time I went to a "real" dance. First time I "grinded" (which is an experience all in its own). First time I stayed out that late with friends. First time I went to a Prom (totally different than a "real" dance). First time I wore a prom dress. First time I two-stepped. It was a lot of fun (redundant I know). But it was! I flirted silly-like. I know. And the guy rather have nothing to do with me now, and me him. Well: I tried to see how far that ship would sail, but it's not even gonna leave the harbor. So best just leave it at that. It makes me excited for my real prom. MY senior prom. I think I'm gonna make Steven go with me. I don't want to have to find anyone at Lake Travis- a school year is really not much time at all. Anyways- he'd easily be the hottest date there. (But that shouldn't get to his head.)

School is finally winding down. I'm anxious about the finals; they're in two weeks! I definitely know that I'm exempt from the Art History and the English final, and I hope to get exempt from the Chemistry one too. But, that might be difficult if I can't go to the study session tomorrow: art club is on Tuesdays. I'm sure I can study well enough on my own- I only need a 3 to pass (thats like a 70). And if I get that I'm pretty sure I'm exempt. Then its the multiple choice Algebra test and the Spanish test that are the hardest. Oh! The US history test? If I got commended on the history TAKS then I'm exempt from that too. I'm almost certain that I got commended (knock on wood). So here's the break down-

Friday- Algebra and History (aka: Nothing)
Monday- Chemistry (hopefully nothing) and Spanish (not nothing- but really close)
Tuesday - Art History (final touches on projects) and lunch (aka: back to bed)
Wednesday - English (party!) and Choir (more like nothing than Spanish is)
Thursday- Nothing! Really- Wednesday is the last day of school.

So thats the week after next. I feel like its been "the week after next" forever now! Like the time till the summer just is perpetually far away- and yet, it's so close. Hmm, the finals week doesn't look bad at all! I should break down the classes I need to take next year.

Semester one: Semester two:
Government Economics
Dance Dance
English 4 English 4
AP Chem AP Chem
Calculus AB Calculus AB
BCIS BCIS
Choir Choir

Not too shabby. Technically for my senior year I'd like to have an off period. But, hey- whatever? Oh- and I should probably take Spanish 3, but not really. Maybe to fit it in I'll take BCIS at ACC. That sounds good.

Alexandra out.

"Aww- thank you!"

Everyone liked the new glasses. That was cool. I like them too. Think I'll wear them again tomorrow. Today was cool and simple. Not much going on in the classes since mostly everything is done. Oh- I wore my Italy skirt and Hillary wore her Italy dress. And we talked a lot in Art History about the exam... even though we weren't supposed to. Ssh.

Saturday is prom! Am I still excited?

Alexandra out.

Diego Rivera?

I won't look it up. I refuse. Because if I was right, even though I scratched it out I will cry. We aren't going to look.

I finished my AP tests today! Done! Art History and English taken care of. It was funny because I had my English test in the morning and the AH one in the afternoon. Well like half my class was taking the English test and they kept referring to us AH takers as "the five". Because out of like three hundred students in the library only five of us had to take the AH test. They let us out first too so we could eat. AND Tyler tried to steal my water! ... even though I threw part of a granola bar at him. Haha, perfect aim too: right in the head. And thank you Jamey for listening to my random babbles. I was so nervous about the AH test so I just sat there and spit out random facts.

"Hey Alex!"

"Saint Marc's Cathedral! Byzantine! Venice, Italy! Greek cross!" *eye twitch*

I asked the other students who took the English test if they felt cool when we read the one passage and knew what "appropriated" meant. We all agreed: we felt super cool. After that short period of cram studies and eating and getting my water stolen we all entered the small little room on the side of the library to take our test. It was cute. Us APAH students are super silly too. The librarian kept commenting on how silly we were being even though we were taking the test.

"I really like the carpet..."

"Yep, us art history students: 'look at this intricate design on the carpet, it's like the illuminated manuscripts.'"

We had to joke though. It was the only way we stayed sane. Well- sane enough. And technically we're not supposed to talk about the essay questions for like another 40 hours. Technically.

After that I went home. Got my dress from the dry cleaners. Then came home again. Then went to eat. Then got my glasses! They're really cute.

Alexandra out.

Shoo you nasty vermon!

They're nasty, gross, invasive. I hate them. They are termites. I'm fairly certain of this. You see, they don't really look like ants at all, besides... they're in the walls. I think thats a hint. But my dad is in denial. He really, REALLY doesn't want to except that there are termites in the house. Thats because that means we have to fix it- soon. We're selling this house very shortly after all.

I really feel as if my family should be followed around with a camera, and tonight only made that opinion stronger. We're hilarious. I swear to it. And I know, I really do know that many families say that "all the time". But honestly! Compared to the rest of the shit that America watches on the tele, this is golden. For example: tonight I needed to do laundry. I was separating: making my piles and such just casually. I was in no rush. But then I went downstairs to discuss the bug problem with my parents because they had already started to do so. So I go downstairs to discuss and then I notice my dad (we were discussing in their room) picking up a pile of clothes.

"No!"

"What are you talking about, Alex?"

"No dad, I really need the washer!"

"Hah! Too bad!"

"No see- you really don't understand, I already have a load ready I just came down here to discuss the stupid termites!" I run out of his room and close the door, holding it shut from my side. He gets it open easily so I block the door out of his room with my arms.

"Hah! Well they aren't in the washer right now so I win. Gonna get there first." He plows me out of the way, to which I precede to block the small opening to the living room that is after his door.

"I can't let you do that... I really need the washer..." I say, but he takes a kick to my butt and easily passes by me. I really do suck at blocking. Period. Being in an open room and no REAL way to block him anymore I run to the laundry room and block the door there. He runs after me with a full load of wash in his arms, mind you. I'm getting desperate at this point. So I plead with him.

"Please! I have school tomorrow- think of my education!" I'm doing a bit better blocking now, mainly because I REALLY need him not to put anything in the washer. He pushes past me after a little bit more work now. I then run to the washer and block it with my body, its a front load so I can just stand in front of it. I face him. "Please!? Dad please!" He easily pushes me to the side and opens, despite my efforts to keep it closed. He starts to shove clothes in while I pull his just shoved in clothes out.

"You're too late!" He mocks.

"No- see I really would like to wash my clothes. You have all night! And more of the morning than I do!" Then. My mom says something to me.

"Whats going on in there?" She inquires from the couch. I exit the laundry room to give a proper answer.

"Nothing really, dad's just- HEY!" I run back into the laundry room and dad is closing the washer. I instantly tear it open and pull the clothes back out while he tries to shove them back in. I block by putting my foot into the actual washer. He tries to tickle me and push me to the side- but I've had enough. I'm so not moving. And as we all know- Alex is super ticklish. So this was hard to stay put. Finally I push my whole body weight back and pin him against the wall in the laundry room.

"Fine, fine, fine! You can have it! Jeeze... Just put my clothes in after yours."

"Okay!" I smiled- I won.

That was the highlight of the day- oh wait. Mother's day. That was cool too. My grandma and great uncle were in town. We went to brunch at South Congress Cafe. Really, super good food. I mean amazing. I had migas. And they were really spicy and REALLY good. Oh my- I don't think I've ever had migas any better, ever. We also went to this super high end place downtown called "Aquerelle's". It's French. And uhm- they don't REALLY cater to vegetarians. Even though they had this one vegetarian set meal thingy (with like five courses). It consisted of lasagna and beets in two separate parts of the set. I'm super picky. I'll admit it. I hate lasagna of all kind and I hate beets. No- I just can't do either. Lasagna of any kind makes my whole esophagus slime in that way when you want to gag. It isn't pleasant and I've learned to just except that lasagna will never be my thing. On the other hand though- they had amazing deserts.

Alexandra out.

Paper stars and candy bars.

The "prom diet" is going a lot better than I thought. Instead of just maintaining a nice steady weight- I lost weight. Its not bad or anything. Especially considering I gained a bit of wait recently- like right after I came back from Italy. I was at 129 the whole trip, then when I got back and ate some Mexican food again I gained like 7 pounds! We're back to 129. Thats a nice number I think. My face has thinned again. No chubby cheeks. I know its shallow to think about weight like this but, hey. I'm just a girl. A girl who's seen herself fairly skinny and knows she can do it. And its not like I'm being unhealthy about it. I'm a vegetarian who eats right and the right proportions, only drinks milk and water (very good things for you) and occasionally tea- unsweetened. I don't like sweet tea. I do daily exercises, commit myself to getting up and off my bum. Never will I throw up or drop eating all together. So we can't call Alex unhealthy for this "diet" because it isn't a diet really- its just my choice. And a healthy one at that.

Can you tell I'm tired of people criticizing my decisions. I mean, honestly!? This isn't a bad decision, at all.

Today was fairly nice. Oh well.. besides starting that nasty girl thing. I got to school on time. Had my homework done besides Spanish which I managed to do during Chemistry. I'm not sure how Flueguel didn't notice. And if she did- she didn't seem to mind it. Even though I know she does mind that stuff. She did call on me a few times thinking she finally caught me not paying attention. But I answered swiftly and accurately. Ten points for Alex.

Patty and I haven't hung out during lunch this whole week! She promises that we'll get to tomorrow. Buuut Drew's sudden interest in me (and mine in him) has him wanting me to spend time with HIM during the lunch period. I told him my prior commitment and then proceeded to tell him that I MIGHT be able to spare some time. Then there is always seeing him during sixth if I can again and after seventh.

We weren't doing in anything in sixth today (US history which I'm making a 96 in by the way. Eaaasy class.) besides watching Pearl Harbor- Hollywood version. So I talked Johnson into letting me go to the library to read. I think I read about one page. This because Drew really wanted me to skip and hang out with him in the library. I'm good though- Johnson loves me, so I didn't have to skip. Johnson let me go to the library, wrote a pass and everything. I wonder if i can do it again tomorrow. Drew would like that. But I don't know...

We played bingo in English with the literary terms. That was fun. If you won you got TEN POINTS added to any essay grade of your choice! ...I didn't win. Not even close EVER. And I even switched boards and everything! Oh well. Maybe there will be a next time.

Got my Spanish homework done in class today- the one due for tomorrow. I did it in Spanish. It was super easy.

Choir is fun. We're preparing our show for the end of the year. I think Drew will come. I told him about it. He says that if he goes its only for me. Well duh- haha. But its cute none the less. I have a small itsy bitsy solo. I'm excited.

And then. This is my last year at Bowie. Oh woe is me. Seventeen days left until I leave pratically EVERYONE except maybe two people... But then again, seventeen days left until I'm a senior. What a feeling. And! I managed to get things done. Those things I really needed to do as a junior. I did them. SATs, TAKS, AP tests, college searching, grade defining, ACC paperwork. Mhmm- I'm on top of the game. Oh but hell, I can't even began to think of the summer without needing to sit down. Its going to be so busy. Ick. More on that later though.

Alexandra out.