At present, I would like nothing more than to rip all of my teeth out

I got braces.

I'm in agony.

Just got back from a concert

Hullo, just got back from my first concert ever! I went to a The Hush Sound concert with two of my friends--Charlotte and Katrina--and it was quite fabulous. Someone kept touching my butt (by accident, I'm sure...) at the end, but it all went very well otherwise. The first few bands that played weren't that great, but The Hush Sound was amazing. I got a shirt and got Bob and Chris to sign it (Chris looks like that honors English teacher that is the husband of my old school librarian). God, I sound like such a groupie. I love The Hush Sound but in all honesty I'm not that obsessed with them (really, I swear!). Now, The Dresden Dolls and Franz Ferdinand on the other hand.... haha, just kidding (sort of).

The only bad thing was that before the concert Katrina and Charlotte were talking about some sleepover thing/party/whatever at Charlotte's house and Katrina asked if I was going--to which, of course, I replied "no" because I hadn't been invited. Apparently a friend of theirs in which whom I am not friends with (simply because I don't know her, though she doesn't seem to like me much anyway) sent the invites on Facebook. Charlotte then sort of invited me, but didn't give any details about it whatsoever. Then when I left her house, she said "see you at Jazz's house!" --which is the day after that thing she sort of invited me to--so, guess I'm not really invited then. I probably wasn't really going to go anyway for numerous reasons (like that I don't know a lot of people going very well and they don't seem to like me much to name one and also because even before I was vaguely uninvited I wasn't really invited anyway). So, I guess I shouldn't really feel bad, but it's kind of awkward...

On the subject of "awkward," I got my concert ticket signed "to Katy, GK" or something by the lead female singer of the band. I know Katy loves the band--she was the one who introduced me to it after all--but we're not on fabulous terms right now. She's very mad at me for failing to make a sincere effort to see her in quite a while. I am hoping to resolve that, though it won't be easy and I know she'll still feel bitter about it. I won't go into any of that though, it's all very complicated. The point here is that I have this dreadful feeling she'll be mad at me when I give her the ticket I got signed for her. Mad that she didn't go, that she didn't know about it, that I didn't invite her... who knows, but I know she'll be mad. And that makes me mad too, because she did not mention anything about The Dresden Dolls concert (I LOVE THEM as I have mentioned before) until like the night before and she didn't bring anything back from there for me either--so I really don't think her anger would be justified... but she will be angry, I'm sure. That's all right though, because I'm ready for it. I think.

On another completely irrelevant note: I've been getting cold a ton recently. I used to never get cold but now, just sitting, I'll get so cold I begin to shake and my teeth start to clatter. It's a little worrisome, but I don't know quite what's wrong with me. Sometimes it goes away after a little while if I do nothing and sometimes it stays until I take action (i.e. hot bath, sweatshirt, jump under the covers...). I've no idea what it is.

Almost cut my hair, it happened just the other day

Almost cut my hair
It happened just the other day
It's gettin' kinda long
I could have said it was in my way
But I didn't and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly
Cause I feel like I owe it to someone

Must be because I had the flu for Christmas
And I'm not feeling up to par
It increases my paranoia
Like looking in my (rear-view) mirror and seeing a police car
But I'm not giving in an inch to fear
Cause I promised myself this year
I feel like I owe it to someone

When I finally get myself together
I'm going to get down in that sunny southern weather
And I find a place inside a laugh
Separate the wheat from the chaff
I feel like I owe it to someone

--Almost Cut My Hair by David Crosby (I love this song!)

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I finally got a haircut today (due to much grief on my mom's part that I was turning into a hippie with my long raggedy hair). I'm still not sure what I think of it exactly. It's a little too short and it's slightly different sizes in the front and back (I mean, I got layers so that's how it's supposed to be but... it still looks a little funny).

Nothing else is really going on today. We're doing yoga again later, but I'm not very excited about it to be honest. I also finished a video game I'd been playing for a few days. It was supposed to last 30-50 hours but I think I finished it much sooner. Not sure whether that's a good thing though, since now the only good game I have yet to play is on the PS2 and I prefer playing games on my laptop.

More drivers ed, Harry Potter, and politics

In my post about more-boring-than-usual things, I shall begin with more about Drivers Ed. Today I finally filled out all my permit info with help from my mother and when I tried to turn it in, I got the envelope promptly returned with a sticky note on it saying "b/c you answered 'yes' to a medical question, you have to interview @ the DPS in person." Yeah, I'm pretty thrilled...

I also watched the Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince trailer last night, which was a huge disappointment. I'll try to say this in the most non-spoilery manner possible (though you should be absolutely ashamed of yourself if you still haven't read the book!): it was chock full of old Voldy and the Half Blood Prince was nowhere to be seen. How utterly pointless. I also got my schedule fairly recently (school schedule), and it appears I have none of the teachers I wanted. I really wanted to get my crazy homeroom teacher for religion (because although he's a bit nutters, his class sounds fascinating) and the honors English teacher who's the husband of the librarian at my old school, but I got different teachers instead. Oh well.

On another note, I stumbled across a "Why are you a Republican in 2008?" video contest on Youtube and had a great deal of amusement in watching the replies. One was particularly cliche, taking the typical route and mentioning "because I believe in God and the Bible." Oh yes, because--of course--Democrats are entirely incapable of theological ties and the Bible specifically states "thou shalt be a Republican." As someone who lives in an area full of these crazies, I'm fully aware that this is a very typical neo-Conservative approach... however, when randomly smooshed in with long tangents about soldiers and money (and with none of the usual "...and the Bible says homos are an abomination and those heathen Democrats promote the gay agenda!" following it, it seemed quite unreasonable. Without having even a ridiculous reason following the statement, it sounds absolutely absurd. And on the topic of politics, in all honesty my enthusiasm for Obama is waning a bit with regard to the state of his campaign recently. Now, is it just me, or has a touch of tailoring been done to his beliefs to please the Moderates and Republicans? In any case, Gravel remains my backup hero. I love that man... if he actually had a chance, I'd be all over his campaign.

Drivers ed and other such things

Back from Spain now, obviously. It was quite a trip to say the least. There's a lot I could say about it, but I think it will suffice to say it was a blast and that almost everyone got in trouble for one thing or another.

My mother, my sister, and I also went to Minnesota after Spain. That was not nearly as fun though, and as a matter of fact, we left about five hours earlier than we needed to in order to get the airport just for the sake of getting away. We were there visiting my mother's side of the family, and they're a little crazy to say the least. They're all quite judgmental, despite the fact that none of them are religious at all (I know, I know... way to generalize). I think they like me, but in all honesty I'm not fond of them at all. I don't really like any of my extended family save three to five people.

Now I'm taking drivers ed with my friend Jazz and today my father brought an additional drivers ed course I have to complete in order to get a discount on my insurance (which is going to take forever). I'm not getting a car any time soon, however. When I do though, I want an old-fashioned pick-up truck or a Jeep. Too bad they're not very environmentally efficient... and the repairs would be hell to pay.

Anyway, I changed the color scheme of my blog. I don't think pink fits me very well. Neither does green I suppose, but I like this layout and blue just looked godawful.

España

Sydney is over right now and she and Nat are downstairs talking or something. I invited a friend over as well since I'm leaving for Spain soon, and considering I haven't seen her in quite a while and probably won't for quite a while when I get back, I felt obligated to do so. In all honesty, I'd rather spend these last few days alone, but it's all good I s'pose.

Anyway, I'm pretty excited about Spain. Quite a few of my friends are going, as well as Vin. Vin's one of my old friends from middle school, he left after 6th or 7th grade. He's very smart and he's hilarious, but he's a little eccentric--which is part of his charm unless we are talking politics. Upon talking to him about politics fairly recently, he mentioned that Huckabee's policies were the ones he agreed with most out of all of the candidates and former candidates. This was utterly horrifying to me, of course, considering that fat man is the living, walking contradiction of the ideas most important to me. I didn't dare mention that the social policies I most agreed with Gravel's, but I told him that I was very socially liberal and that I was rooting for Obama (who got the nomination recently, YES!). Anyway, despite the stark contrast in our political beliefs, we get along very well and I'm glad he's going to Spain too since I haven't seen him in forever.

Also, just a reminder Nat: don't you dare pinch my butt in Spain. I'll assume you are an old Spaniard man and it won't be pretty.

Summer and finals

Well, it's been a while since I last posted anything here. I prolly don't have any even occasional readers after that depressing fiasco that occupied my last two posts, but I suppose it's nice to talk to myself too, every once in a while. Anyway, it's Summer and I'm ecstatic about it.

A lot of weird crap has been going on recently, in the last week of school that is. There's a mass exodus of teachers this year (about 7 are leaving, including 3 teachers I had). Frankly though, I'm not really upset. There's only one teacher out of those three that I had that're leaving that I liked--my Spanish teacher. She was fabulous. My health and scripture teachers... not so much. My scripture teacher thought I was a godless heathen and my health teacher, well... let's just say he left a not-so-nice parting gift in the answer choices on the multiple choice final. It was weird. Really weird. But I won't get into detail about that, there are other things to talk about and that whole situation was just too strange to explain.

Onto something slightly more interesting, someone hacked onto the school internet system thing and posted a fake honors biology review under the teacher's name. It threw us all off and it was... disastrous. I'm making it sound very petty, but I can assure you it was quite a big deal. The honors bio final was an absolute nightmare concerning it included issues such as the following:

1. We had missed about a week and half of school because of former teacher's death
2. We were being taught then by someone who didn't really seem to know what she was talking about
3. Our final was made up by the regular bio teacher--who didn't know what we had learned and whom we'd never met before
4. Some knucklehead posted a fake review on the school website to throw everyone off on the final

Anyway.... I'm going to Spain next week, so that's exciting. I'm a little worried about it, but it'll be fun.