Well...I'm home...Luckily in one piece. I'm surprised nothing happened [we had a few mishaps,but nothing major]! But, I have this one thing on my mind...Okay like 2-3 things...
1) Okay...So I kind played this guy tonight and I kinda feel bad for him, well the people were like you should hook up w/him, and I'm like "no". But, me and this guy have been through this before, and the same thing happened. They wanted to know my excuse, and I all I could think of was "I really want to be single right now." But that wasn't true, because I really do want to be with someone. I just want someone smarter than that. I don't know...and then they were like "Live one day at a time" and "Live like it is your last day on earth." I don't believe that kind of stuff. But, in a way I do. But, then I'm like "I can't because with one day your life could be totally messed up and you would never be able to fix it." So, I try to look at the big picture. Like the fact that I could be a teacher or a pedatrian [spelled wrong so I want to be a children's doctor] but I could end up in college for 4-10 years, and right now that is my biggest cominment [spelled wrong]. But that is just what I really want to think. Was I wrong for think that?
2) I'm trying to solve this rubik's cube, but I don't know if it is working...I'm kinda in the middle of it...okay so like 4 pieces in the right spot. But, in a way I'm going to make this amazing statement: "My life is like the Rubik's cube: a) it come in the package neat and clean b) people look at and mess it up c) they attempt at making it better, by trying to move the pieces back d) they give up for a while e) repeat step c), f) tear the stickers off and glue them back on, making it complete, but never really the same. But, for me...I hope that one day someone will do the impossible and make my rubik's cube into this: g) almost have it complete and they are proud to say 'I attempted the rubik's cube, and tried my hardest to make it what it is today, but I'm sorry to say that it will never be solved, because once the rubik's cube is messed with it will never be the same, the color's will, but the people that worked on it left some kind of mark, it being either greasy fingers, smelly fingers, calm smooth fingers, or just plain old dry brittle fingers." So that is what I think. I don't know what step I'm in, but I hope I'm letter "g", because I want something more than this.
3) Do I have a problem 3? I don't rightly know, maybe I do maybe I don't...but for right now I don't.

So I don't know what else to talk about...I mean I already talked about my rubik's cube. But, yes...that is about it, because I can't seem to sort the rest of my feelings out.

Later Taters

holliejo

Hollie's Thought of the Day:
"I'm thinking about this long and hard, I really dont' know what I want to be when I grow up and go into college, and then I think neither does anyone else...so I think I'll be okay."

unlike_any1_else88@hotmail.com

Okay...so it is going to be 8 soon and I really want to be able to talk to this one person. HE knows who he is...I don't know though, because I haven't heard from him in like 2 weeks and it is really worrying the shit out of me.

Okay...so this is my next big project: the Rubiks cube. If you have anyway to solve it just e.mail me. okay???

I'm supposed to be doing something for english, but I'm trying to procrasnate. I'm trying to be nicer, but it doesn't seem to be working. I'm also trying to be more of something more, but yes I foudn this out:

1) The seniors [my class, but somewhat excluding me] think we are top-shit.
2) The school year is only 180 days
3) After the 180 days, nothing is going to be more true then this: all the seniors are going to be diddly-shit because we are either going to be freshman in college, working a full-time job at a little more than min. wage, or a combo of the both.
Now me...I'm going to be both, because I will prolly have to have a job and stuff and go to school...so that really sucks...I must go

I don't know what I'm doing but I'm admitting this. I really like this guy....a lot. But, the only thing is he reminds me of someone I know. He really isn't good for anything, but most likely causing me pain in the long run. I mean I look back and see so many things in him I saw in the other guy [good and bad]! I don't know what to do. But, [again] there is one more problem...this guy has a girlfriend. So...I dunno but I doubt anything will ever happen between us...so why do I worry?? I dunno something! But, guess what I guess now that I admitted it...it makes it look really dumb. That I like this guy I have no chance with...even if he didn't have a girlfriend...but oh well. I guess I'm just putting my bar up way to high? What do you think?

Hollie's Thought Of The Day:
"I love me name...you know...holliejo?? Do you love it as much as I love my name? You should because...well you just should."

OHHHHHHH....I don't rightly know...but I'm very pleased with the fact that I got the eight back assignments in geometry done! =) for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay...so when I'm not in school I act really stupid. This can be shown by this:


I can't bloody believe I could be sooooo dumb. But oh well

Oh my goodness...guess what? oh wait never mind. I really have to do something!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I hate Cons. Ed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate Mrs. Troxel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well…blog long time no see. I know it has been a while, but it will be all good. I read some really good books this weekend. One was of course the love of my life [no not Harry Potter] but instead a look alike Pendragon and The Lost City of Faar. It is one of the best books I have read in a long time. It is about this boy with some kind of power, but yeah. I can’t explain…it is just a really good book. I love it. Then I read a book called What Jamie Saw. It was really good to. The print was big and the pages were small…so I finished it in like an hour. Then Lizzy brought me a book to read. I can’t wait.

So this weekend nothing really happened. I just did nothing. I was really sick. It was really gross. I slept a really long time. My eye is watering really bad right now. But yeah. I was sick and I didn’t like it and it was hard and boring, I took a 4 hour nap on Sat. and went to bed at 8:30 on Sunday. It was really bad. But other than that I’m fine. It didn’t seem that bad, but I was sick.

Then Lizzy and I were talking about gym class. OH BOY OH BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can’t wait I can’t wait. Did I mention I can’t wait???? I just can’t wait. I want to count down, but can’t because I would lost track of the days, but other than that I can’t wait. My fish Herbert was named after my fist child in gym. [A purple kickball{no I’m not crazy just looking to make something boring into something fun}] Then we talked about being a chicken!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD IT WAS A BLAST FROM THE PAST I’M TELLING YOU!!!!!!!!! I just remember getting yelled at all the time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We would do nothing but the following:
-Play volleyball
-Go Skiing
-Get yelled at
-“Play” kickball
-Try to kill each other w/the volleyball
-Get yelled at
-Attempt to give a rap performance [me]
-Give out “official” V.I.P. passes for the performance
-Get yelled at
-Play volleyball
-Get yelled at
-and my personal favorite: do nothing

This was my list of things we did in gym…and it was the truth. I promise. [a little scary but you got used to it.]

Oh…then the one time the teacher was actually trying to get us to do something, we just cheated on it and did it our own way. There was no controlling 8th hour Day 2 Gym Class, it was impossible. And we liked it that way.

Now I look back on it…and I don’t know how we are going to be able to beat what we did last year. But we sure will…cuz you can’t get rid of the crazy ideas of holliejo.

Later Taters

Hollie’s Thought of The Day:
“I dislike the word dislike, but refuse to use the word hate. Okay. Not really. But, I don’t feel hate towards my brothers…just a weak hate.”

I'm having fun with the buttons.