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Into The Groove? Yep, it's already starting to feel like a schedule. In the morning I get up around seven, get dressed, wash and straighten my hair, brush teeth, wash my face, put on a little makeup and make sure I have everything, all in a half hour. Luckily, there was no bomb threat today, so I managed to get in and reunite with what is left of the breakfast club. Of late, Rumor has gotten me stuck on this game on Facebook called Vampire Wars. Sparrow got her into it, and now it's been passed on. I'm getting better at it, thanks to playing way too much over the last two days. Sparrow got all into it once he had to have his wisdom teeth pulled and was stuck at home with nothing else to do, I guess. German is going swimmingly. I really think that's a class I'll want to do well in and therefore end up doing well in. The others are pretty interesting too. My concerns right now lie in finding a job and getting my license. Gotta keep applying. And I'm driving to the mall on Saturday to buy Rumor a birthday present...all experience helps, right? Must go, brother is bugging me for the computer.
First Day of School Semester 1: Before school. Bomb threat before we even got into the building, which made for some pointless standing/walking around. I was literally hot and bothered, but at least I didn't have a car to park and then have to re-park because the police had the parking lots closed off. Also noticed that we have an incredibly dumb regarding bathrooms--you have to wear a dorky yellow vest, like, highlighter yellow, in order to go. Ugh. And Winchester has changed a lot over the summer. She has a job now (no fair! I've been applying everywhere) and contact lenses, which I'm really not used to. Personality-wise, she's the same old Winchester, though. Mod 1: Sociology Nondescript, seems like a good class. The teacher is nice (good thing, considering I have him second mod too) and the course seems lively enough. Mod 2: AP Human Geography Score of all scores, I have Greaser and Werewolf in this class! The teacher gave me the job of passing out random seat assignments, but I made sure the boys were near me so we could chat. Senioritis much? Besides, I like the course, so I think I'll do all right. Lunch I have lunch with Greaser and Fedling. Haven't seen hide or hair of Darwin, now that I think of it. Anyway, it looks like a good shift--Greaser's antics and Fedling's intelligent conversation are both welcome. Mod 3: German 1 Mostly freshies, but I like that; I feel weirdly superior. I'm surprised at how much German I understand right off the bat. As usual, pronounciation is what kills me. Same with French. Guess I need to keep practicing. Mod 4: Psychology Very small class, only eleven kids. They seem friendly if not my usual crowd--a lot of 'oh heyll no, boi' kind of girls, but not dumb, just loud. I think it'll be okay even though I don't have any friend-friends in there. So far, senior year looks to be quiet but satisfying. Then again, drama club hasn't started yet, so we shall see.
Live Music, Live Bats Busy day yesterday. First, Rumor and I went to go see Sej's brother and his band play their farewell show--they're all going to college, I guess different ones,and won't have time to pursue their musical dreams and all. He's an amazing drummer, though. He won't have any problems finding a new band if he wants to. I hadn't seen Sej in a month and it was fun talking to her and seeing her since I don't get to nearly as often these days. We also spotted one of Rumor's old crushes, back from the Much Ado days...what did I call him in the blog? J. Wow, I was creative. He had gotten a massive haircut but was otherwise his same old J self. Flame was there too--he drummed for the other band playing. Nice seeing old acquaintances! After the show, I went straight to Lennon's pool party. It was really odd being back at his grandpa's pool, but even with Yoda there and Lennon's new girlfriend being absent--she was in New Jersey (someone asked why, and Lennon said 'I have no clue'. Specific, huh?), there really wasn't any awkwardness. It was mostly guys and therefore guy humor, rowdy and loud and sexual, and it was a million times better than having to walk on eggshells in the drama club crowd since everyone gets offended by everyone. Well, it used to be that way, but most of those dicks/dickettes have graduated. I'm getting off-track. The point was, it was really fun, even when this big bat swooped down over the pool like it was going to eat some face. Even the guys screamed. Of course, Squish had to seek me out and complain some more. The only reason she hasn't still been calling me to spill her woes is that she doesn't have our phone number--it got changed back with the removal of the dial-up. I told her I'd give her my new one and never did. Anyway, she's all annoyed with her new boyfriend, who can't be anywhere near as bad as the last one. The new one seemed okay to me, maybe a little immature, but nothing to be all mopey over. Speaking of mopey, I haven't seen Winchester all summer, and I don't know if she's over Havok or what. I guess I'll find out the day after tomorrow, when senior year officially starts.
Summer Hiatus/ Return Hello, everyone, and I have returned from my long break from Pocket Venom refreshed and ready to write. So here's how everything's been going since I last updated. Maia ended up letting me go. It was the most idiotic thing...she didn't bother to tell me I didn't have a job anymore until two weeks later, after me continuously emailing, texting and calling her asking when I next worked. Ugh. How rude. I've been busy applying everywhere else; so far, nobody needs a little cashier or fry cook, but a lot of people have been saying they'll be needing help later, so maybe that'll go somewhere. Fourth of July was pretty boring, just visiting my grandma and not even seeing any fireworks. Last fourth of July, Lennon invited me over to go swimming at his grandpa's house and that's sort of where everything started between us. He was seeing another girl at the time, and we weren't doing anything I would get mad at a boyfriend for doing with another girl--just talking. But the other girl didn't last too long after that. Oh, drama. Mostly I spent the summer going to the movies with Rumor, writing in the notebook to Winchester, reading Encyclopedia Dramatica, going to the Harry Potter midnight show with Sej, playing with the cat, and trying to get my schedule for senior year in order. (I have an appointment with the guidance office to get it fixed on Tuesday.) I regret to say I haven't been working with particular diligence on my story "The Wicked and the Tamed", but I'm always much lazier during the summer than in the school year, so hopefully it'll pick up once school starts. I went to the ocean again, with my dad's family this time. It was only for two days,and it rained most of the time, but it was still pretty fun. I got to swim in the ocean for awhile (who needs a pool when you have the ocean?) and roam the boardwalk with my cousins. And we ate at Lombardi's, which I almost thought I was going to pass a summer without doing. Lombardi's is a tradition and to break it would be a sin. I also got my SAT scores (1900) and AP scores (5 in English Language, 3 in APES, but I knew I wasn't going to ace that anyway.) Next step--applying for college! Where has the time gone? Wasn't I just three years old, in an apartment in Iowa City driving my parents crazy with my Barbie Skydancers? How did I get here? I've also been considering how different it's going to be with so many people leaving my school, either graduating or going to the art school. No more Rumor, Lennon, Cip, Tohru, Doro, Squish, Three, Ashby, Captain Emo, Demosky, Havok, Sakura, Ivory, Green...good god. I made too many senior friends last year. Well, the crew, Winchester, Kelpie, Fedling and Darwin will still be around, so I won't get too lonely, even though I'll miss Rumor a lot. It's been awhile, but now regular posts will be regular. Promise. 
Okay, So Post-Vacation Let's see, there's quite a bit to cover. On Wednesday the 17th, I went and worked for Maia and I couldn't get part of it done because the web site had expired or something--anyway, I only did half of the stuff she left me. She called me on Thursday all annoyed and telling me she couldn't pay me to slack off, despite the fact that I had no idea how to get back to the site. I explained it to her and she asked why I hadn't called her, to which I replied I thought it would be unprofessional to interrupt her when she was doing other work-related stuff. Anyway, the long and the short of it is that I got all the work done Thursday night and brought it back Friday to prove that I wasn't a slacker. That really bugged me, considering she had written up a work schedule for me and then forgot when I was supposed to show up and I would catch her off guard even though that was when she told me to come. On Friday, I went to my grandma's house and she took me to Barnes and Noble, which I always love. We don't have one in my town. Upon getting home, we packed up the car for the beach and Rumor came over to show me her new iPod Touch. We weren't going to see each other for a week since I was going to North Carolina and she was going to Kentucky (hopefully Cip didn't get word of it so she could brag more about going to college in Kentucky), which sucked. But we still had pretty good times individually. My vacation was really nice despite the fact that my mom had a panic attack driving about eight times and stopped in the middle of the freeway once, and despite the fact my one cousin was a spoiled brat who was mean to everyone (while putt putt golfing, she asked Nemo if she was even trying, then ended up getting last place anyway. Ha!). It sounds bad, but it really wasn't that much of the experience. We did a lot of fun stuff--putt-putt twice, went to see 'Night at the Museuem 2' since Blondie had met up with her friend and they invited me along, got ice cream at a place with a really hot guy working there, go-karting, and jewelry making. Not to mention the 1,088,975 surf/souvenir shops that we went into to buy Outer Banks tee shirts. We got back Saturday, and I had to take a nap since we left at 3:30 a.m. I woke up from a knock on the door, which turned out to be Rumor --success! On Sunday, she invited me along with her to the zoo (I freakin' love being invited along places spontaneously) and we had a good time even though the lions were back in their pens before we got to see them. Then, yesterday, Fedling had me and Rumor and Darwin over for an expirimental grilling session--salmon with pinapple, sugar grilled steak, tofu in marinade and grilled bannana with homemade whipped cream. An excellent last week.
I Think Bloom's Day Was Yesterday What do I know, I'm not Irish. Monday was pretty boring, since Rumor was still in North Carolina, so we just texted a lot. Yesterday was much better. She came over and we went out to the Asian buffet to feast on sushi and fried rice and those little sesame dumpling things that I still can't place, and then we watched the first ten minutes of Quarantine before switching to Girl With a Pearl Earring. I think we'll watch the rest tomorrow, since I'll be over at her house as a last hurrah before I go to the Outer Banks and she leaves on her church trip. I'll have to wear my old-lady-yet-really-comfy tennis shoes on the walk there because this morning I was idiotic enough to walk my brother to school in my Bjorndaal sandals ("It's only a mile! What the heck!") and back, giving myself some really painful blisters. At pickup I was much smarter and went to the bother to find those tennis shoes and the walk was actually nice. If you ignored the pouring rain and violent drop in temperature. It's safe to say the most exciting thing that happened to me all day was that I bought this giant glass bottle of cranberry juice and I'm only halfway through. At least I have my new story to keep my mind busy. I watched clips of 'Lost tapes' or 'Lost files' or whatever that show on Animal Planet is called, and it gave me a few ideas. I also watched the trailer for 'Let the Right One In', which was posted on Ryan Ross's blog, and now I really want to see that. I doubt our dinky Blockbuster will have it in stock, but you never know. I think I'll work on that now. The beach awaits in merely two days. 
Adventures. Deal With It. Not much has been going on here lately, other than the fact that my mom's meds haven't been shipped yet, so she's been really, really moody and snarly. I've been trying to stay out of her way, but she keeps bitching at me and then saying I have the attitude problem. I know it's just the bipolar talking, but Jesus, that takes a toll on your nerves after awhile. Yesterday, for instance, when I was trying to drive to Target, my mom was spazzing out the whole time and telling me how terrible I was. I know I hadn't done a very good job, but she yelled at me until I cried and didn't seem particularly sorry. Then again, she would rather chew off her own arm than apologize in earnest. I know this. Well, it hasn't all been doom and gloom and all. Things tend to stay more calm when my super-stable dad is around, and I accompanied them on their journey out for beach supplies, and later we roasted marshmallows. Fun times. And on Thursday Rumor and I did go see Up, which was so sad but excellent. I'm not entirely sure if it was worth the ticket price, however. "Two for Up, please," I said to the cashier at the theater since Rumor dislikes talking to strange people if I could be doing it. "Thirteen dollars," the cashier replied, and I thought to myself, not bad for two people! Then she ruined it by saying, "Wait, you said two? That'll be twenty-six." Ughh. Rumor says it might be because of the 3-D effects, but I would watch it with red tape over one eye and blue tape over another if it meant paying something fair. I confess, though, I really am a movie person. I love going to the movies. I just signed up for a Regal crown card, and that should be fun and stuff. Tomorrow, babysitting more and maybe the library or gym.Sorry I'm so mundane. 
Blackout! Oh Noes! I tried posting yesterday, but part of the way through it got erased. Blehh. After returning from my grandma's house on Sunday, I skipped off to Maia's (not really) and began burning discs and arranging customer profile sheets in an orderly, chronological fashion. There wasn't too much to do, so when Rumor called and asked if I could spend the night, I convinced Maia to let me off a half hour early. (Convincing being me saying, "Hey, can I leave a half hour early?" and her saying "Sure!" She might be a flake but I can't complain about her being too uptight.) The evening was spent watching Titanic and eating cookies, and the next day we walked to my house to watch Monk and eat tacos. Because summer is not meant to be productive in the least. Yesterday was just like any other day until about 3 p.m. The sky rapidly darkened and a ferocious storm blew up, effectively canceling the baseball game of my brother's that I might have been made to go to. Then it began to hail. Then the hail got bigger--not golf balls or anything, but easily the size of quarters. No damage, but we were right in the middle of making dinner when we lost all power except in the upstairs phone. Otherwise, nothing. No lights, no TV or internet, no stove or oven. The burgers would have to wait until either the power came back on or it was dry enough outside to grill. Well, the grill happened first. Then when it seemed like all would be mere boring-ness (we lost power at about 4:30 and got it back at almost 8) my dad taught my brothers and reminded me how to play five-card draw and we actually had a pretty good time. Today it's been slow but satisfying. I've been cleaning, listening to music, reading and watching brief snatches of Nickelodeon as I go downstairs. My frugal 12-year-old brother, affectionately known as the Money Nazi and who's a real coin freak, offered me three dollars cash for my barrel of pennies. He likes having as many coins as possible, and I like having cash to go see Up (which Rumor and I intend to do tomorrow), so the transaction was made. I promised him Canadian quarters if I could find them. I have to clean out that drawer anyway. Later. 
Dances and Testing So yesterday my mom woke me up at 6:30 despite the fact that my SATs didn't start until 7:45. Her excuse? "It takes fifteen minutes to get there and I want you to get some breakfast before then." We ended up getting there are at 7:20. Then I stood around forever, but I had a few friends in the testing room, so it was all right. I got to sit next to Violet, who I've known since grade school and Rumor has known even longer. There weren't assigned seats (odd) so we sat next to each other and discovered we were both going to Rumor's dance recital that evening. Werewolf was there too, and we spoke over the breaks about Ben's sister and about the religious football guy and stuff. It was an insanely long test but it wasn't as hard as I'd imagined. It was basically just like the PSATs only longer.I knew the math would be my weak spot but I did what I could, and a lot of the English was a total piece of cake. I left the building feeling like I needed another eight hours of sleep but accomplished nonetheless. Afterwards I practiced a little bit of driving and got Rumor's flowers (which took way too long and involved a fairly hostile floral manager yelling about how she was outside watering the flowers because "If I don't water them, they don't get watered!") and soon enough it was time for the recital. Violet and Ashby and Ashby's grandma and Rumor's parents and brother were all in attendence, and the show was really good. I really like watching Rumor dance. She can say what she wants about it, but I think she's one of the most natural dancers I know. It totally killed me to dance in Much Ado (I have video of it now), so I hold anyone who can do it in great esteem. I hope she liked the flowers. There are some people I just always want to make happy and she's one of them. After the show, we all went out for ice cream. We got out at 10:30, and it was eleven by the time I was back home because of all the dropping off. I was exhausted and fell straight asleep. I think I had some weird dream but I don't remember it. Today has been quiet and the only thing we really did was go up to my grandma's house to pick up the lawn mower. I was instructed in the art of driving stick shift (though I haven't actually tried it yet, I was just given a quick lesson). Later. 
Summer News After getting home from Maia's on Wednesday, Rumor and I spoke briefly and then it was decided she would spend the night at my house. She stayed almost all day yesterday, too, and she and my mom talked a lot too. My mom had just gotten the news that she had finally gotten a job, so we were all pretty excited about that. She starts Monday--hopefully she isn't too used to the schedule of the unemployed. This morning I got online and found via Facebook that Ben's older sister had died. I don't know how or why or any of that, but I felt terrible. I didn't know her at all--I actually didn't even know he had an older sister--but I felt really bad for him. I sent him a message saying I was there to talk and everything. Hopefully I'll get a follow-up on that, because I really hate not being able to help. (Of course, it's all about me and how I feel, right? Ugh, that's not how I intended for it to sound.) Okay. Well, I hope he gets through it all right. Tomorrow I have my SATS and I like those better than AP tests since you can use a calculator and you get your results faster. I'm gonna practice bass once I'm done blogging. I want to get back into my clarinet since I haven't seriously played it since eighth grade (though that means I'll have to find another hiding spot for the secret rubber) but I don't have any reeds and as all intelligent people know, a clarinet is useless without a reed.  
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