I want to go see the northern lights one day.

Just a thought.

I just wasted 30 minutes of my life.

My mother is unreliable. 'Nuff said.

And this is why I stay away from my house often.

Parents. Annoying parents.

I was lying on the floor of my bedroom, quietly doing Sudoku while waiting for my sister to finish showering, when my mom came in. She didn't even say anything. She then kicked me and walked back out without another word. For what reason? Maybe some insane person would know. Was I mad? Oh, yes.

My hand still hurts. And it's not from handball. The swelling went down hours ago, so I'm good.

My dad comes home and I greet him. No response. I think he's still peeved that I came home later. They should get used to expecting it. Whenever they ask me what time I'll be home, I'm not allowed to give late times. So why bother asking? Save both of us some trouble and leave my "before dinner" response alone. But the fact that he didn't respond peeved ME. If I didn't bother greeting him (which I wasn't in the mood for), someone would probably be complaining about it right now. And if I did bother (which I, unfortunately, did), I'd be the one who's peeved in the end. And guess what?

I am.

Here's another thing. I'm tired and slightly fatigued. I want to do nothing more than shower and sleep. When I was just about to get up and go shower, my mom tells me to finish the load of laundry. I don't mind doing laundry, really. But at 10:30PM? When there's no school tomorrow and I have all day to do it?

Screw. That.

Just thinking about this whole ordeal is making feel like punching something else. I should learn how to meditate. I should also learn how to calm down. I should also stay out late. I need excuses. Anything to avoid coming home too early. I really don't like it here. Whenever they're home, I feel like I'm suffocating; it's hard to breathe. I get so angry sometimes, I grind my teeth and I won't notice until it hurts. That's pretty bad considering that I've had braces before. My poor teeth.

Now, before this rant drags on any longer, I'm going to do the stupid load of laundry that some idiots had to save for the late evening. Honestly, siblings were home all day. Mom got home by 4:30PM. Yet NO ONE bothered with the laundry until I got home.

Really?

A few more deep breaths, physical stress-relieving exercises and I'll be fine.

Hopefully.

A Blog Makeover

Like it? Hate it?

I've been meaning to do something about it but never really had the time or motivation to do so. And since today's the first day off from school, I thought, What the heck? I was too lazy to go out and too tired. So I sat my butt in front of my netbook (with the occasional nap-slept for only 6 hours yesterday...how stupid of me -__-) and worked on the new thing you see here. I might do something about the colors at some point though; the header makes the rest of my blog look...plain.

That's for another day.

So yesterday was the last first day of high school, as most people put it. I met all of my teachers and reconnected with many, many people. I don't have much to say about the first day or school. But I didn't get home 'til after 7PM. Amazingly, my mom didn't call 'til after I went underground which was probably around 6:45PM. I wasn't complaining though; it was just weird.

So this wraps up my first September post. I'm going to either make some lunch (yea, at 4PM) or take another nap.

Edit: I'm job-searching right now. I'm hoping some people will take me up on some babysitting offers. The pay isn't bad at all. The hours aren't too bad with my lightweight schedule (or so I think). I want the spending money, and fast.

First post in MA.

So before I say anything, I jsut heard a cute/annoyed announcement on the boat. "Whoever has a silver Honda Accord with a Mass. plate, you have a very lonely dog. In fact, it's so lonely, it began honking the horn. Please come down and give it a hug or something to stop the honking. Thank you."

So yes, about this about. It was the boat/ferry I took with my family and the car from Wood's Hole in mainland MA to Marth's Vineyard, an island about 7-9 miles off the coast. I finally have excellent Wifi, and am extremely...satisfied for the next half hour or so.

I've been to Plymouth (yesterday) to go on a whale watching tour. The view was amazing. The further out we went, the bluer the sky and ocean was. My bratty sister was just complaining about her lack of reception. I just shrugged her off and enjoyed myself. Thank goodness too. We came about some whales. There was this one humpback which came right up to the boat. It was exciting. Everyone was snapping pictures of it, nonstop. It was such a show-offy whale but it was cute. Later on, we came upon more whales. We even came up to a mommy whale and a calf! The tour was about 4ish hours long.

We got back on land by 6PM and looked for a restaurant for dinner. Let me tell you this now: if you plan to come up further NE, you have to try the clam chowder. It's simply delicious. After our seaside restaurant experience, we headed to the hotel for check-in. That's pretty much the end of my first day.

I'd go on and on to finish up today, but my time is short. I'll be doing a lot of typing on the side, if I can, and post it up when I get home (with better Internet, maybe). I sort of miss NYC but the way my sister's acting like usch a brat makes me thankful for this trip. I'm really enjoying myself here with my family (mom and sis are exceptions, of course. dw, my dad and bro think so too) and can't wait until tomorrow. My dad's letting me sit up closer to him. That means I can get away from my sis in the backseat and (sort of) avoid my mom. She babys us so much, it's sickening at times. I'm 17, but to her, I'm still 10 (or younger).

Ooh, looks like we're about to land. I'll go out on deck and check. Oh, another plus away from the city: you can see stars here. When my dad and I looked up, out on the deck, it was beautiful. I would've taken a picture of it, but it wouldn't do the view justice, ya know? I really want to come to a place like this. One day, when I can drive, have my own car, and money, I'll plan something with a group of my friends. How's that sound, hmm?

Just lovely.

My parents' idea of discipline is...rather stupid.

You can probably infer that I went through some sort of punishment last night. I did. Well, in my parents' POV. Once again, my sister and I were locked out of the house in the wee hours of the night. This was my second time and Carol's fifth, if not sixth, time. The reason?

We were too loud.

My dad once told us, "Lights out and silence by 11." Okay. That was slightly understandable unless I had homework and whatnot. Last night, my sister and I were being a tad bit too loud for his taste. It was 10:55PM. He decided to go to bed early, so when he woke up to tell us to get our asses outside, he was obviously cranky.

So what did we do? We chilled and talked for about an hour. Then we had to surrender to our bladders. We both decided to stay over at our cousin's place (which, THANK GOD, was up the street) and just chill there. I didn't see us going back in any time in the near future 'cause both my parents went to bed. They left us outside wearing nothing but tank-ops and shorts. Oh, it was kinda chilly for a night in August. I'm somewhat amazed I didn't catch a cold.

We stayed at our cousin's for about 2 hours before my mom called. She was worried about us. When my cousin told me, I literally laughed out loud. If she was so worried about us, she would've let us in the second my dad fell asleep. My cousin asked me what was the point of my parents locking us out. I merely shrugged and she told me it was the stupidest punishment she's ever heard of. I second that.

Right now, it is a lovely Thursday evening. Both my parents are coming home late. How late? Sometime past 9PM, hopefully. After my dinner digests, I plan to shower and sleep before either one of them gets home. I'm not in the mood to face either one right now. My mom called over 10 times today. This afternoon. This is one of the main reasons why, when I stayed home, I told her I was out. If not, she'd be calling home every 20 minutes or so to annoy the shit out of whoever was home at the time.

And guess what she said over the phone? A long, repetitive lecture. And also, a list of chores to do. Chores, I'm fine with. Repeating yourself in every single call you make(which was a lot)? I would want to punch the poor unfortunate item closest to me. Which happened to be my desk. Let me tell you. It relieves the stress and anger momentarily (boy, does it feel good to let it out) but the stinging pain will be a bitch, depending on how hard you're punching.

Boy, you can tell I'm ranting. Look at how long this post is growing into. -__- And I wanted to make it short. Pfft. Oh, as you can see on the calendar: next Monday, I'm headed out to Massachusetts for my annual family vacation. That means a whole week with the family. Oh freaking joy. I can't wait. -dispose dripping sarcasm here-

Well, that wraps it up. I have my annual check-up tomorrow. It's early-ish in the morning, so I should go sleep. Before someone gets home. Good nights!

Edit: I started my Common App today. I registered for the SUNY website today too. I'm going to work on my Common App essay for Bing whenever I don't have internet. I wonder if I need a separate Common App essay for every school I'm applying to. Or if one would do for all? -shrug- I'll ask someone later on.

And I don't know

How I would ever go

All alone walking on my own.

Shot in the Dark; BTR

Another stay-at-home-day.

I need to get out. Right. Now. I've been feeling too lazy and unproductive. I need to work out. I need to just get out there. I should give Johanna a call and go handball somewhere. Hmm, Metrocards expire on Thursday. So no Metro on Friday ): !

Meh, I'll live.

I don't know what spurred this, but at the moment, I'm liking the BTR songs. They're catchy and the lyrics aren't terrible. Maybe it's just me. Maybe I'm having a phase...oh well. I like. (:

Oh! I made spaghetti and meatballs today and I'm extremely full. I had an early dinner though, so it should digest soon...very soon... Maybe I should go biking tomorrow morning. Or most of the day, or all day. Lawls. I'll see. Oh, by the way, I'm thinking about reusing some of these lyrics in the future. Far future, don't worry. (:

Gotta keep on believing

That everything takes time.

I'll make up any reason

To make you mine.

Any Kind of Guy; BTR

Can't hang on weekends? Yea, right.

So yesterday was Saturday. Carmen and Sam came over to chill. The original plan was to go to Carmen's place-no, bike to Carmen's place- and chill there. But as always, things never go according to plan. I had to babysit 'cause my sister wouldn't let me go out. She was allowed to go out and pick up her friend but that meant I was stuck at home? No, gtfo.

So because I couldn't leave my house, I had them come over. I set up the MJ table, brought drinks in, set up the stuff I was going to use for the fried rice, and waited. Sam called and I went out to the station to go pick him up. We would've waited for Carmen, but he had to pee. Badly. I thought he learned his lesson from Max and Ron the other day. Apparently not.

We waited for Carmen to arrive. It didn't take long. I was working on her card when she just popped in my room. She rang the doorbell...downstairs. My grandma opened the door for her. I told her to call me when she got here. -sigh- Carmen. She wasn't hungry yet and neither was I, so we started MJ. Later on, we took a break, I made some fried rice (heh, it was good, but not salty enough. Maybe I should've added salt. D: ) and Erin, Carmen's cousin, came over. We MJed more and before we knew it, it was time to leave. My mom was coming home soon.

She knew they were here already 'cause I told her but I still wanted them to leave before she got home. I don't really look forward to my friends meeting either one of my parents. We decided to sot of bike to Carmen's place but Sam and Erin had to leave. While we were in the garage, Sam had a fail. A very, very bad fail. I won't say it now 'cause he's going to kill me if I do. :x Maybe one day. Lawls. Let's just say he can't read. And he'll be needing some new shoes.

We grabbed a bike and left. We dropped Sam off at the train station an Erin left right after. Carmen and I walked/biked to her house down at Kings Highway and had a nice chat. It was completely random, but nice. I feel like I haven't had a one-to-one with a lot of people lately. I want more. Yes, I'm a selfish little one.

It's getting late (no, not really) and I should go sleep (yea, riight). I have absolutely no plans tomorrow. Everyone either has work, is out of town, or busy with something. I have no life. I might as well stay home, redo my nails, workout, attempt to cook something, and maaybe clean. Or gaming. Either way, looks like I'm staying home tomorrow.

I feel so lazy though. ):

You know that it doesn't matter,

As long as we got each other.

2012; Jay Sean

While listening to this song, it made me think of my upcoming senior year. It made me think of what I'd be up do the night of prom. It also made me think of other things, but most importantly, of my future. What will I be like a couple of months from now? One wonders.

Zoos smell. Bad.

I'm tired. Reeally tired. And I don't have much time on the Internet now..so short summary? We arrived at the Bronx Zoo at around 10AM. Left around 4PM. We went to almost every free exhibit and walked around them at least two or three times. After Monday and Tuesday, my feet are aching and I'm tired.

And I'm going to bike tomorrow. Yays. Well, beats staying home. With my mother. Yea, she has off.

OH NUS IT'S RAINING TOMORROW. What the heeeeeeeell?! Hmm...hoping for no morning showers. Then I'd be a bit screwed. It's raining/showering on Friday too. I don't have any definite plans for Friday, atm. Should I keep my metro and waste it if I'm not going anywhere? Totally. You never know what random event's gonna spring up, ya know?

I guess I'm still sticking with biking tomorrow. (: Then Carmen's after? Possibly/most likely.

Let me hear your voice

If we become honest, surely

We'll be able to understand each other.

Let Me Hear Your Voice; Big Bang

This was a stupid waste of my time.

So, I had to look up some stuff for my dad, right? The second he steps into the shower, my sister comes out of the room. "Can I chck Facebook for a second?" No, you can shut the fuck up and take teh desktop.

But noo. I still can't go shower 'cause I'm stuck doing useless shit that won' even go in affect when we go on vacation. I'm so tire. All I wanted to do was come home, shower, and sleep. Instead, it's almost 12 and I still stink.

I wanna punch something. I already broke a glass today and nearly cut myself with it. What more is there tonight? Hmm?

Who wants to fucking try me?