30 September 2006
♥ homecoming much?
Did you know that people actually went to high school football games that weren't their own homecoming?
Because apparently they do. Waryan has been talking about it ALL week, and I've gotta tell you, I really don't get it.
Here's the deal: apparently Friday was Bear Creek's homecoming game, and even though Lakewood doesn't totally suck this year, they decided they would play us. So Waryan's like, "Okay, everyone, you need to wear orange and there needs to be a bunch of you, and you're all going to go to this game, and if you don't buy tickets in advance it's going to take you forty-five minutes to get in, okay?"
What. The. Hell.
First of all, why would I want to go to another school's homecoming game?! Which brings me to my next question, which is why would I want to go to a game that I hope my team loses? I know that sounds lame, but I seriously think it's so dumb to beat another team at their own homecoming. Even if they suck, for God's sakes, let them win their own freaking homecoming game.
This leads to my next ponderance regarding Mr. Waryan's 2,948,502,985 announcements about this week's game: why is LHS a bunch of jerks?! Yes, let's go to another school's homecoming and wear our colors! That way we can either taunt them if they lose their own homecoming game, or we can feel like idiots for going to their game and losing. And cheering for the team that should lose, because you should always win your own homecoming game.
Am I making my point here? I think I'm kind of talking in circles at this point.
But because I don't like to just bitch, I'm going to propose a solution to this problem. It's going to solve a number of problems, as a matter of fact.
Question: What are freshmen good for?
Answer: Nothing. Except, maybe, giving sophomores and upperclassmen someone to pick on. I say, let's bank on that! Every school has a freshman football team, right? Here's what we do. Instead of sending the varsity team to play at another school's homecoming, we send the freshman team! See where I'm going with this? There's absolutely no way that any school's varsity team, even Ranum's, could not beat a freshman team! This means that not only do we not have to worry about weird fall sports schedules (because ADs go out of their way to make sure they're playing the crappiest possible team for homecoming), but won't every school's freshman team get better too if they actually have to play a real team? I'm creating a whole new generation of really good football players!
See? It's pretty simple.
P.S. Bear Creek beat us. Take that, Mr. Waryan and mean LHS orange wearers!
Because apparently they do. Waryan has been talking about it ALL week, and I've gotta tell you, I really don't get it.
Here's the deal: apparently Friday was Bear Creek's homecoming game, and even though Lakewood doesn't totally suck this year, they decided they would play us. So Waryan's like, "Okay, everyone, you need to wear orange and there needs to be a bunch of you, and you're all going to go to this game, and if you don't buy tickets in advance it's going to take you forty-five minutes to get in, okay?"
What. The. Hell.
First of all, why would I want to go to another school's homecoming game?! Which brings me to my next question, which is why would I want to go to a game that I hope my team loses? I know that sounds lame, but I seriously think it's so dumb to beat another team at their own homecoming. Even if they suck, for God's sakes, let them win their own freaking homecoming game.
This leads to my next ponderance regarding Mr. Waryan's 2,948,502,985 announcements about this week's game: why is LHS a bunch of jerks?! Yes, let's go to another school's homecoming and wear our colors! That way we can either taunt them if they lose their own homecoming game, or we can feel like idiots for going to their game and losing. And cheering for the team that should lose, because you should always win your own homecoming game.
Am I making my point here? I think I'm kind of talking in circles at this point.
But because I don't like to just bitch, I'm going to propose a solution to this problem. It's going to solve a number of problems, as a matter of fact.
Question: What are freshmen good for?
Answer: Nothing. Except, maybe, giving sophomores and upperclassmen someone to pick on. I say, let's bank on that! Every school has a freshman football team, right? Here's what we do. Instead of sending the varsity team to play at another school's homecoming, we send the freshman team! See where I'm going with this? There's absolutely no way that any school's varsity team, even Ranum's, could not beat a freshman team! This means that not only do we not have to worry about weird fall sports schedules (because ADs go out of their way to make sure they're playing the crappiest possible team for homecoming), but won't every school's freshman team get better too if they actually have to play a real team? I'm creating a whole new generation of really good football players!
See? It's pretty simple.
P.S. Bear Creek beat us. Take that, Mr. Waryan and mean LHS orange wearers!
9/30/2006
28 September 2006
♥ yes, but what does it all mean?
There are so many people in the world. There are so many opportunities, there are so many possibilities, there are so many chances.
And I have absolutely no idea where to look.
I am weak. I am petty. I am selfish. I am everything I hate.
But, in the long run, who else have I got? I have no choice but to be there for myself.
Then again, there are a few. There are some people you can always trust. These are the friends who call you when they've seen you looking sad, who remind you of how many days until your birthday, who grab your hand and pull you away from whatever makes you saddest, who tell you to buck up when you just won't let it go. These are the friends who never walk away from you, who always keep their promises, who will love you no matter what.
I don't know what I'm doing, but I know plenty of things not to do. I don't know what I want to do with my life, but I know a few things that I'm not going to do. I don't know who I am, but I know a lot of things that I'm not.
With a little luck and a few great friends, I think I might be able to make it through this year after all.
And I have absolutely no idea where to look.
I am weak. I am petty. I am selfish. I am everything I hate.
But, in the long run, who else have I got? I have no choice but to be there for myself.
Then again, there are a few. There are some people you can always trust. These are the friends who call you when they've seen you looking sad, who remind you of how many days until your birthday, who grab your hand and pull you away from whatever makes you saddest, who tell you to buck up when you just won't let it go. These are the friends who never walk away from you, who always keep their promises, who will love you no matter what.
I don't know what I'm doing, but I know plenty of things not to do. I don't know what I want to do with my life, but I know a few things that I'm not going to do. I don't know who I am, but I know a lot of things that I'm not.
With a little luck and a few great friends, I think I might be able to make it through this year after all.
9/28/2006
16 September 2006
♥ bulletins are for the weak.
But I'm weak. So here goes.
Instructions:
Write fifteen statements; each is intended for a different person. Never tell which is for whom.
Here's what I've always wanted to say to you:
Instructions:
Write fifteen statements; each is intended for a different person. Never tell which is for whom.
Here's what I've always wanted to say to you:
- I would resent you a little less if you weren't so much like me.
- Someday, you're going to realize he's not the rest of your life, and then you're going to really, really miss us.
- I wish I could find some way to explain what happened - and that for whatever it's worth, I still love you.
- If only you would stop trying so hard, we could accept you.
- Every time I think of you, I'm even more convinced.
- You inspire me.
- For some reason, I can be madder at you than at anyone else in the world, but at the end of the day, I realize it's only because I've never known a friendship this real - and the petty little things don't really mean much in the end.
- I wish you hadn't abandoned me, and I wish more than anything that you would come back and be my friend again.
- You are the most selfish person I've ever met, and I wish I never had to think of you again.
- I don't understand why I miss you so much.
- Everything I do in your presence is really just another attempt to gain your approval.
- I sometimes wonder how things would be if circumstances weren't what they are.
- I wish I could have saved you from all this, but I don't think I would have known how.
- If only you would just grow a spine: I don't think this is really what you want.
- Call me a hypocrite, but I really don't think you're good enough for him.
9/16/2006
