Here I thought the world was like this, a chance for a bright, new beginning.

















When it actually turns out to be a cold hearted ending.

today is a snow day

Okay forget about Valentines Day, I officially declare this the greatest holiday of this week, the Snow Day. Move aside Hallmark cause here we come, the new holiday I would like to celebrate, yes it's called Snow Day.

I'm talking with Sami (that lovely girl) Grady and she just said "Snow Day can have my babies". Isn't that just the sweetest thing you ever heard. She has a way with words, I will give her that much.

Sometimes you just gotta admit the way things in the world flow, only the good die young

give it up for 2nd hour anatomy

omgsh...... 3 times in a science class. 3 times.... It's great collapsing in school, you should really try it someday. ;)

so today is Tuesday, I'm finishing this then, cause, well... I decided to wait it out and see how everything turns out from that lovely monday.

Oh just to give a lil insight onto Monday for those of you who don't know I fainted in Anatomy Class. And before you ask me how did it happen (everyone always asks me how it happened, don't you think if I knew how it happened I wouldn't have let it happen?!!!!!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) just don't ask....please :). So anyway I'm in anatomy 2nd hour with Mrs. Grant and if i recall we were talking about osteo-arthritis or maybe it was bone ossification and all of a sudden I got this tingly feeling in my toes and it quickly shot up through my legs and hit my stomach and I started feeling a bit sick and I looked up at Mrs. Grant and my view started getting touches of white on the sides and all of a sudden I'm dreaming. what about I can't exactly explain, the only way to accurately describe it was a heavenly feeling of floating on clouds. Anyway, I'm in this dream (and this dream felt like it took a full day instead of the 30 seconds in actuality it occured) and I feel pain all over, like literally my body is screaming everywhere, and I'm screaming back (mentally) "move move move move MOVE!!" but I can't seem to move. Nothing wants to move. Then my vision returns and I see the floor with my stupid yellow pencil down on the blue tile. At first things are a bit fuzzy as I can't really hear much and my vision has black spots on the outsides and still pervading the interiors of my sight. I can't really comprehend much of what is happening all I can think about is that my pencil is on the floor and I really really want to reach down and grab that pencil. I tell my hand to go down and reach that pencil but I can't do it, literally my hand won't move, almost as if its disconnected from me in a forlorn manner. All of a sudden the entire situation hits me, I fainted, I just woke up, my pencil fell, Mrs. Grant is holding me into my seat and my damn pencil is still on the floor. The only thing I stared at for about 5 minutes straight and I never once moved my eyes the entire time was that stupid pencil. The only thing I could think of was reaching down to get that yellow pencil. I was horrified when Mrs. Grant moved the garbage can directly in front of MY YELLOW PENCIL!!!!! At this point I can hear and register things and I hear Mrs. Grant say "Punch it" and now my mind is racing going "whoa whoa whoa, I'm alive!!! don't hit me please". Then I felt the ice pack on my head and I realized, "duh!! of course punch the ice pack to break the ice". At this point Mr. Hilts showed up (Mr. Goetz had luckily been walking by when I pulled my fainting spell and had witnessed it and ran down to get Mr. Hilts) and he brought with him a lovely wheel chair. Now at this point the only thing I want to do is get up and move around, cause I want to feel secure in my own body. Cause the first thing you realize when you get back consciousness is that you no longer control your own body, things come back very slowly and when they do come back they come back painfully, at least for me they always have (and after 3 experiences I consider myself an expert ;)
So now Mr. Hilts and Andy lift me out of my seat and lift me and set me in the wheel chair, I was soo mad at them for not letting me get up on my own but I know it was for the best. It's not smart too make sudden movements after fainting, it can cause another episode. So now I get wheeled down to the office via the elevator and the entire time I have an ice pack on my head and I can't see a thing really cause my eyes are completely out of wack, not to mention my brain isn't registering what is going on around me. I was practically swimming in my shirt cause of how hot it was and low and behold Mr. Hilts is expecting me to answer his questions. "Whom can we contact?" "You know my sister did this once in church." Really thats grand, I'm glad for her. I get to the office and the lady at the desk is on the phone with my mother and she looks at me and says "wow hes really pale, like white as a ghost". of course I love hearing this to my face, thank you very much lady. So I looked down at the floor at this point and noticed that my hands were literally the color of chalk, not white, no they had gone past white into casper color. They were shaking too, not a seizure like shake but a tremor nonetheless. so now I talk to my mom and wait for her to show up so we can decide whats going on and another office lady walks up and speaks with me "What did you eat for breakfast?" "A banana and orange juice." "Well you could have low blood sugar from that, you probably are diabetic." At this point I would just like to mention that the people who run our office are quite possibly the biggest idiots on the face of this planet. They surpassed all forms of idiocy known to be documentable by socities standards. Anyway to cut it all short I go home. At home my brother looks at me, watches me for a lil while, watches me play a few video games, calls my mom, tells her I look completely out of it (like brain dead ) and so now I get a doctors appointment because my mother is "worried about my current mental state along with the fact that I supposedly snored when I fainted {go figure}. doctor says I'm fine just a case of random proportions, if it happens again tell me and I will get you checked up for heart conditions but otherwise go back and stop falling asleep in class.

So then on Tuesday I go to class and thank God Mrs. Grant shows a video with bones breaking. I am proud to say I didn't faint, I didn't feel bad but I was nervous beyond all belief to enter that classroom. And for the record I can't recall almost a thing that has happened these past two days. I have been walking around and for the large part I see whats going on but I don't really register it, like today i managed to stare at Kunick for almost 4 minutes straight until I even realized what I was doing; but it's okay cause well it just is :)

wow this is sad I just wrote a friggin college exam. I'm really sorry about that. If you read this all I would say you really need a life, I'm sorry. Enjoy your week folks and thanks Andy for catching me ;)

For you my anonymous friend :P

I have been told to update this so I guess I will, with what I really don't know since I have nothing to say about my life at the moment. I mean its not like I have gone out and done anything extraordinary like saved the world or promoted "world peace". No I have sat here in this ethireal existence and balanced chemical equations day after day every day for the past myriad of days and yet I still can't believe how easy it is to make dumb mistakes. Bah for Chemistry.

So my new classes, Anatomy and physiology and Environmental Science are officially amazing. If you haven't taken them already you have to take them. I have not taken any classes yet that compare, especially with anatomy. That class is awesome. Mrs. Grant is awesome too for that matter.

31 days from now until track starts but for all productive purposes its 30 days since its 10:30 while I'm writing this and hey its close enough to the end of the day. So 30 days to do whatever it is I need to do or 30 days to injure myself. Not that I really need help doing that or anything.

Today in Environmental Science a large number of students started complaining about Mr. Flaten's teaching methods. Now I know that Mr. Flaten can be a very difficult grader, and yes doing bad on his labs is basically ineveitable; however, I honestly believe all of the difficulties that we go through right now with Mr. Flatens methods are best in the long run. I think he is just teaching us how to be more independent students who need to be able to teach themselves along with learn to double check things before handing them in. Really he is just preparing us for college. You can't hate a man for trying to give you a better education. I mean really hes not out to fail all of his students and make it impossible for all of us. He has no benefits from that, he would probably be fired as a matter of fact, but by challenging us to be more proficient students I would argue that he is doing us all a greater favor then nearly all of the other teachers do. In 3 or 4 years we will all probably be thanking Mr. Flaten for the things he taught us in his class.

Enough with the rants... Good luck to the girls basketball team as I do believe Regionals are quickly approaching, I hope they make it to state and dominate :) For that matter good luck to the boys and JV girls as well. Don't want to leave you all out.

Good night world,
Thanks for the love
Thanks for the Anguish