yay for differential equations and gun shots to the head!

yes, you heard me. i chose to lump the two together because they are as of now my two favorite things in the world.

according to my dad, they are the most usefull math thingy (i cant remember his exactly words so i'm paraphrasing) that i'll ever learn. right after adding and subtracting that is... a good friend of mine is just getting into trigonometry. oh how i yearn for the good ole day of soh cah toa! (hey, i properly used the word yearn in a sentence!) yeah i sat down, did about 3 numbers in an hour then decided to call it a night. i was on a roll!

i've realised that guys are great. girls cant go a day without telling eachother about earlier conversations, who dating who, the fact that they feel bloated that day etc... and dont get me wrong, this kind of closeness is nice and all, but guys have got the system down pat. the system is: no talking at all. two guys can have been best friends for years and i'm thinking it would take about a month for one to realise the other is going out with a girl. girls on the other hand, will find out approximatly 0.003 seconds after the inital feelings develop and proceed to spread the news within their secret communication networks so that every female within a 2 mile radius will know within the hour. all of this without the opposite sex ever having a clue. brilliant. god bless you boys, i really have to hand it to ya...

i got this awesome sweater for my birthday. when i say awesome, i mean it in the truest sense of the word. it's got everything one would need in a sweater: the looks, the fact that it fits, the zipper and most importantly, the pockets. any article of clothing doubles its value in my eyes once it's got decent pockets. take the cords i'm wearing right now for instance. huge pockets, aboslutly great really, except for the fact that they are made of cord and they stretch real easy. people keep telling me the obvious solution would be to stop putting my hands in my pockets, but i mean come on, what would be the point in having them if i couldnt use them? my point is, because this sweater is so great, i plan on living in it basically 24/7. on occasion i will find myself other garments but mostly this is the way to go.

it's funny to think that people (ok, one person) actually badger me to make entries. invariably you'll end up with some ramble like this, full of pointless thoughts. i mean really, i'm sure there are better things you could be reading guys!

my right eye is running... i'm sure thats not a good thing.

we have a new desk upstairs. for months now this room has been virtually empty except for one desk in the corner with an old computer on it. this is also the only reason this room was ever even used. but now we have a second desk in the opposite corner where the bookshelf used to be. the place doesnt lok so creepy and deserted. plus,. the entire contents of the bookshelf (and his is a big bookshelf) is now spread out around the office floor. in an effort to make some ort of decent lighting my mom bought another lamp. the only good thing i can say about it is that it's orange (we all know how i feel about the colour orange), but asides from that, it's pretty cruddy. my mom spent all day shopping for stuff and most of what she bought has to be brougth back for various reasons. that must suck. have your entire days work thrown away like that. good ole school...

i was taking notes half awake again. this time, instead of it being in calculus, it was in chemistry. i'm not sure where i got what i wrote, but it was definatly NOT part of the nots on the board. i think someone should write a book half asleep. i'm sure it woudl be VERY entertaining. *I* would read it... maybe.... if it looked good... and i had some money... and there were no other good books out at the time... ok so maybe i wouldnt buy it....

OH OH! did i ever tell you folk about my burning desire to write a B class book? well, i'm sure i told some of you but whatever. i get to write whatever i want so boo to you. yeah, i want to write a pointless novel that will entertain people but wont necessarly enlighten or teach them anything. i think it would make me happy.

anyways, i have to wrap this up. SOMEONE (no not me, i'm not a big babby who has to go to bed before 11 and makes other people wirte post as some sort of sick bedtime story (although i probably AM going to ed after this...)) insisted i post this soon. sooo... in closing i say.... umm... whats the deal with cananda? it's a 6 letter word and 3 of them are the same. that 50%!!! think about it!!!