Just a V8...

It's been a month since I've posted, and I have no credible excuse... except, I have a life. And as much as I love blogging about it, I also enjoy living it. I literally have not stopped moving and just chilled since the beginning of the week... I've been so buuusy. I went downtown today, finally. I've been trying to go for ages... I'm shopping deprived. So I went, and splurged. And a felt a little guilty after everything was said and done and I was lugging twice my weight in bags down Church Street, but hey! Who cares. Shopping is good for the soul... Or is that soup.

Speaking of soup, we went to this Asian restaurant for some Asian cuisine, and I had the most spectacular bowl of Miso soup. Yum! Of course, it was accompanied by raw squid and salty caviar. I'm usually a pretty adventurous eater, but it was just...not...good. Still, I looooove going to restaurants sans grown-ups. It makes me feel so, well, grown up! I have this theory that if you took me and plopped me out on the street and turned me into a 20-year-old and gave me a wad of cash, I'd do pretty well for myself. Given, I'm only a freshman, but I can't wait to graduate and move to a city!

I think I city would be really fun to live in right after high school... For college and perhaps entry work... After that, who knows where life might take me. Maybe the suburbs... Maybe back to Vermont, though I doubt it. I could see living in California, San Francisco area, or maybe in Kentucky with my family... I could deeefinately see myself living in England. And not just because of the men, I swear. But I guess I shouldn't get too caught up in the future. I have to at least try to enjoy this wretched place. Vermont isn't that bad, I guess. I just hate the winter.

On a different note... I'm having a small dilemma. It's actually a rather large dilemma if you put it in perspective with all the other dilemmas in my life. Though, I don't have many dilemmas these days. They've been pretty scarce lately. So, this conundrum has been driving me crazy. Absolutely NUTS. Bonkers. And I'm usually pretty bonkers to begin with, so for me to take notice of my own bonkerness says something. (Is bonkerness a word? Bonkericity?) Anyway, to the predicament. Cocacola. My one, true love. I used to drink it all the time... But, lately, it doesn't taste the same and I'm sort of freaking out. I think I'm getting sick of it... which is super sad. What am I supposed to drink? Pepsi. I would rather stab myself in the foot with a large rod and then take a dive into a bath of salt. It's a miserable problem, and I don't think it can result in any good outcomes.

You know what I hate? I hate Pepsi. With all of the passion I can muster in my soul, which isn't much since my soul is an ice cold medley of stone and pure evil. I also hate Diet soda. It's like a V8. It will never quite be a Juicy. (LOLOLOLOLOL) I need to tell that story.

Okay, mini side rant. I was at this store one time and there were these two girls of about 10 who were, coincidentally, Asian, which made it 10x funnier. One of them held up this velour sweatshirt, one of those knockoff Juicy Couture ones. The other girl gave her this look and said, "That's such a V8. As hard as it tries, it'll never quite be a Juicy." And she said it in this Sharpay-from-High-School-Musical-esque voice. And I can't believe I just made a High School Musical reference, but, she really did say it like that. It was probably the highlight of my entire life.

Anyway, since my heart is made of stone and pure evil as previously mentioned, I'm going to make a list of things I hate. Because I hate a lot of things. And one of them isn't lists.

1) I hate people who hate people. Save the hate for Diet soda and material things like socks, guys. People don't deserve to be hated!! Except for the creators of Pepsi because they deserve to be shot. (Not really. Please don't go shoot them. They are probably nice people who made some mistakes in life. Like creating the worst excuse for a soda ever.)

2) I hate ponchos. Why were they invented? Someone please enlighten me, because I'm very concerned about the sanity of whoever invented these ungodly things...

3) I hate, no, I doubly hate, because single-hating is sometimes not enough, Wal-Mart. Or is it Wal*Mart. I don't even knoooow. Why was it invented? It's so GROSS. It looks like a warehouse. I can't even go inside. It's like... scary. And the people are like... dirty. I sound like an elitist snob. And I'm not. Really. It's just... that store is horrifying.

OK, before you realize that I actually wasn't joking when I said that my heart was made of stone, I'm going to stop naming things that I hate. Because I could go on forever.

Farewell.

Adios amigos. Beunos botas. (I'm so good at Spanish....)

DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDylan.CK.w/e.

SNOWSNOWSNOWSNOWSNOWSNOW

I know I haven't posted anything in a week or so, but I have a really good excuse! I've been sick. Dreadfully ill. No joke. It was the strangest thing... I had basically every disease possible to have, combined. Not really. But it wasn't you straight-and-narrow stomach flu or chest cold. Well, that's old news, and I'm better now.

I miss four days of school, which is a lot... And it ran over a weekend. I went to school yesterday for the first time. And now, the angels in heaven which I didn't think were real but apparently they are because, LORD, they have answered my prayers! Not that I prayed but, they but have some kind of mind-reading powers because my silent prayers were answered! IT'S A SNOW DAY!

Here I will describe my wonderful and completely productive plans for the day.

1) Build a snow fort- it will take an hour to build, and by the time it's done, I will be so freezing cold that I won't be able to hang out in it! (Hang out=the phrase used to replace 'play' and make me sound like I'm not age 9...)

SIDE NOTE- When I was age 9, I used to think very highly of my vocabulary. One of my favorite words to use was "philandering". I thought it meant something close to frolicking, and so I used it often in various context.

e.g. Mom, my friend and I are going to go philander in the woods.

Little did I know, I had the meaning completely incorrect, and my dear mother NEVER ONCE thought to correct me. Embarrassment was imminent. And it occurred, let me assure you.

For those who don't know, though I hope you all do-

phi·lan·der (f-lndr)

intr.v. phi·lan·dered, phi·lan·der·ing, phi·lan·ders

1. To carry on a sexual affair, especially an extramarital affair, with a woman one cannot or does not intend to marry. Used of a man.

2. To engage in many love affairs, especially with a frivolous or casual attitude. Used of a man.

Another side note related somewhat to this post, but mostly related to the idiocy and incompetency of most of the citizens in this holy nation where i reside, which is admittedly not related at all to the list or side note above. Apologies.

I found this on the Web, and I actually was surprised at just how stupid some people are. You've probably seen this, but....

I am seriously not proud to be an American right now. Not that I ever really was. But, honestly. Fox News, is it that hard to check an atlas? Most of you know at least that Egypt is in Africa, if not its exact location. (I hope you do.) And, furthermore, you've probably noticed that the country labeled as Egypt on this map is actually Irac. You would think that since we've had this huge war, people could at least find it on a map. Is that too much to ask? Egypt isn't even in the Middle East! Sorry, this is just getting me all worked up, as idiocy so often does.

So, BACK TO THE LIST!

2) Get my sleds out of the garage

3) Remember that my sleds are welfare-quality

4) Plot to steal the neighbor's sleds

5) Fail miserably

6) Go sledding on welfare-quality sleds on a barely existent hill

7) Get bored

8) Go home

9) Drink hot chocolate

10) Stop kidding myself- I don't even like the snow!

11) Resolve to read Harry Potter--------again.

12) Watch Star Wars or LotR if time prevails

13) Realize that I am the nerdiest person ever

14) Smile because I'm Nerdy & Proud

15) Realize that I got absolutely nothing productive done

16) Realize there's school in the morning and I haven't done my homework

17) Consider busting out the books and doing it before bed

18) Mutter, "Screw that, I'm going to sleep"

19) Sleep

20) Sleep some more

So, THAT is my phenomenal plan. I'm so excited. Better get to that, if I want to get it all done today.

I hope all my fellow snow-day-ers enjoy it while it lasts!

CK