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nothing much is going on right now.

i had a good weekend, but a slow sunday. i'm trying to catch up on my schoolwork, but i'd much rather be philandering with my posse...

i'm filling out an application for Tilly's, where my sister works. hopefully i can get a weekend job and save up enough money to buy myself a cell phone, or a camera, or clothes. those would be pretty darn awesome right now. just sayin'.

i informally asked somebody on a date last night. you know, maybe i'll get my permit, learn how to drive really really good, and take her out to lunch without getting pulled over by the coppers. that sounds pretty legit to me, i dunno. maybe i'll just get my permit anyways. when's the next DATA course at my school? i never even hear of those things ever. nor did i really hear much about the PSAT, so i have to wait a year before taking it. dammit.

i have to stay after school tomorrow for a continuation of my psychology test corrections. i love that class, but i kind of suck at it. at least i was good at the practice writing assignment we completed the other day; my friend graded it and gave me 110 points out of a maximum nine (1 for confidently stating that i WAS - not if i WERE - a professional psychologist, and another 100 for use of the word "et cetera") on something that i would have totally failed if i did not have my notes in front of me.

i have a gash in my foot? want to see? too bad, it's covered up in band-aids that i'm hesitant to take off. haha.

i really want to see my ex-youth pastor. it's october, which means he's growing an 'octobeard', which gives him the appearance of a fluffy teddy bear. i could really use that right now, because my mom got me all upset. basically, she told me she doesn't like talking to me ever. so i'm going to stay out of her way, because my attitude is skyrocketing, apparently.

you know what would be awesome? octobeard + owl city. that's almost as good as if someone who was eating ice cream kissed someone drinking hot chocolate.

one of my friends posted something like this, so i'll do it too.

1. i don't know what i feel about you half the time. and i don't know what you feel about me, either. but i like how it is now; let's keep it this way. :]

2. you're dear to me. make good choices, please.

3. you're gonna go far, kid. i want to stay in contact with you forever, though. you're my best friend.

4. i think i made that certain decision too hastily. i should remember to get to know somebody before charging into a relationship with them.

5. i don't miss you, but i miss the idea of you. it's weird. thinking of you makes me lonely, but seeing you with someone else couldn't affect me in the least.

6. our relationship's end didn't affect me until i realized that you didn't just disappoint me. you hurt me. and discovering that was the last time i cried.

7. to be perfectly honest, you infuriate me most of the time. i sometimes wonder what i ever liked about you.

8. i think it would be fun if you and i gave each other a sponge bath. just saying.

9. you were a great friend back when i didn't have many. now, i don't know what to do with you when you when you come back into contact.

10. i sometimes wish you'd have made a different choice somewhere along the line. maybe if you were the least bit loyal to anything, i wouldn't have been cheated out of a family.

schmetson schmuniverstiy

so i wasn't able to talk about new york before i left for stetson; i had a lot of makeup work to do. anyways, it was awesome, and i got to see my awesome and beautiful cousins!

i don't know how i can sum up chick-fil-a two two-hour-long car rides, two days of fourteen-hour choral rehearsal, a crappy hotel (but awesome roomies), a kid who had hair relatively similar to mine, and my first actual chorus concert in words.

luckily, we have cameras. check it out on my tumblr.

my dream.

it was... so horrible...

in my dream last night, i dreamt i had gotten a 30% on a major psychology test. my friend tried to cheer me up by telling me that "it's better than a 20%", but i couldn't pay attention to her because two other people i know were really annoying me.

i woke up in a cold sweat and telling myself, "it was just a dream". i went to get a glass of water after that, and i was afraid to go to sleep again because i might resume the previous dream. luckily, i slipped into another scenario in which i became intimate with someone i know.

guess who! :]

my memories are failing me.

before i start, there's a picture of my friends. i figured they should be framed in my room, so i edited an old picture of them i took. it's probably one of my favorites, though, and i don't think a picture exists of the three of us together. i'll have to have erica take one of us, only when we're made up like anorexic models around halloween or so, because i intend to make b.a. costumes for the three of us. i'm still unsure of whether or not they object. neither really seem to be all into halloween like i am, so i was like "btw, i'm stealing your holiday from you, and you'll dress up how i tell you to!" they just want to go to a party, i guess, regardless of what they're wearing.

anyways, i'm stupid.

my day sucked. i wrote down that christopher columbus arrived in america in 1942 (as opposed to 1492) and turned the quiz in, then got laughed at for my mistake. bully friends of mine; i'm never going to admit my mistakes ever again! except this next one is too good to not mention: after third period (which was where i was stupid on my quiz), i went into the chorus room intending to eat lunch with my teacher. so i sat down and start igniting a conversation with him and then:

mr scott: "why are you here?"
me: what a mean thing to ask! "lunch, of course."
mr scott: "but it's fourth period."
me: "yeah."
mr scott: "your lunch is before fifth period."
me: "eh? oh crap!" no wonder why nobody else was in the room.

anyways i was really late to fourth period because my locker liked to see me write and refused to open to give me my shit back. but i went into class and gave the teacher a note mr scott wrote for me - "avery thought it was fifth period. thanks. mr scott." - and apparently he didn't even notice i was gone! some teacher. i never get along with my math teachers; i just can't compare with somebody who thinks in numbers.

i'm going to set a goal for myself: i'm going to write a blog asap when i come back from new york (i'm leaving in two days! woot!) and i'm also going to complete an assignment a day for each online class until i get all caught up. hahaha, take that, teachers! you won't have to bitch at me anymore. :]

i have a lot of things to pay for this year, and no money. haha.

I.D.T.T.

today is what i call the international day of tedious tasks, a holiday that i have about three times a month. i have yet to get started on it though. i've put off homework for the entire weekend, and i've finally decided to sit down, chill the f*ck out, and be responsible for a change! so i'll be catching up with my online classes, hopefully. my american history teacher is getting really upset with me for being behind in her class. little does she know how much i'm slipping in ap art histroy, and yet the teacher in that class has nothing to say but how well i am doing.

i've got a pile of books in front of me. after i finish my homework and such (i'll need to be ahead in my classes for when i leave for new york) maybe i'll start reading. i finally picked up a library card the other day, so i can get a book whenever i want, and whenever i have a ride. or i can ride my bike, which i rode to a friend's house to return her notes. it was torture; she doesn't live far away, but i was riding with a backpack and two flat tires that would not inflate when i tried to fill them up before i left. 'twas infuriating!

i bought a small canvas about a week ago. i have no idea what to paint on it. i think, at the time, i was thinking i'd copy a design for a halloween costume onto the canvas and put color on it. yeah, that'd be a nice idea. but i'd also like something fun and quirky to put up in my room. movie posters are too mundane nowadays.