Fight The Future

So, here was my day. I forced myself to get out of bed because I HAD to get to school to exchange presents and do portfolio stuff. I had a shower, got dressed, and psyched myself up to take my Buckley's. I gulped down the spoonful and then a glass of root beer right after because sometimes I have trouble swallowing it and root beer helps, but not today. No, today my gag reflex went into hyperdrive, and I spat, no, explosively spewed, the Buckley's into the kitchen sink, while dad sat at the table, reading his newspaper as if nothing happened.

French: Nolan and Andra had this test with some kind of story they did yesterday while I was gone. Anyway, there was a Santa comic or something, and Santa's ribs were showing, so apparently nobody leaves him cookies anymore. Then we got to play Space Chicken Invaders Christmas Edition, and Mr. Lamers got mad at me and Andra because I was playing out of the artshare folder when I wasn't supposed to, but I had to because it wasn't working otherwise. And Andra did something weird, I'm not sure what, anyway, it kind of ruined my last day of school for me. I got a high score on Chicken Invaders, although both of Mr. Lamers' kids got higher than me. Then again, it took them 40 levels to get 1, 450, 000 points, and it took me 20 levels to get to 1, 400, 000 points, so if I didn't die then I would have overtaken everyone quickly. I also have to keep a French journal of my vacation. I have to write about a third of a page every second day.

Bio: We learned about diseases, and Malerie wondered if animals could get STD's. Not too sure why, but whatever. Heidi put "Club Moses" instead of "Club Mosses", which made me laugh so hard I almost cried. Mrs. Halldorson has this weird memory lapse in that she can't remember teaching us grade seven science AT ALL. Like, AT ALL. I think maybe she was coerced into implanting our brains with an alien tracking device and then the Syndicate, led by the Cigarette Smoking Man, erased her memories. We never knew we were implanted, which is why our memories of grade seven science weren't erased. I've figured it out. Oh no...the Syndicate...they're in my house...they've come to kill me! HELP!
Ha, fooled you, didn't I?

CW: I read a book.

Noon: I ate, and hung out with Stacey.

Afternoon: The SAC had some activities, the frozen t-shirt thing and Mr. Halyk did his grody These Boots Are Made For Walking performance. Wow, do I wish I had my memory erased. He did some things that are probably illegal. If I was Jay, I would be going into the Witness Protection Program. What else happened...there was this candy cane relay thing. I spent my time trying to time the delay in the camera so I could get a picture of people handing off candy canes to each other. I think I got two pictures of it, it looks like the two participants are leaning down to kiss. I FINALLY got my canteen check, Royann was so nice and wrote it for me so I could have it for the BOXING DAY SALES! That, and the reimbursement for the Christmas dinner I didn't have, should cover what I spent on Corner Gas season 3 for dad and X-Files season 4 for me.

Dad wrapped presents today (yes, MY FATHER wrapped his own presents. Shocking) and he actually got a present for mom ALL ON HIS OWN. Yes, MY FATHER! He also got me a present, just from him, and its pretty heavy and I can't even guess what it is. But I am seriously weirded out. Dad never buys presents for mom without consulting me or Lindsay, and he never buys presents for the kids by himself. I can only remember once instance when he bought a present for mom on his own (the keyboard) and when he bought presents for the kids on his own (when he made the poppy quarters into a necklace for us. Come to think of it, defacing money is a federal crime). TWO instances of spontaneous gift buying in my whole sixteen year existence. And now my brother likes shopping for clothes and MY WHOLE WORLD is being turned upside down!

Here is what I got today:

From Kerri: Cotton candy body spray. Apparently she saw it and thought of me. I'm not sure why. Do I remind anyone else of cotton candy?

From Zayne: A weird pen and three slinkies. Also not sure why he got this for me. He got it at the dollar store and didn't bother to wrap it. However, he probably spent about 1.50 more on that present than I did on his, which isn't saying much when I spent 59 cents on his present, although I did bother to wrap it.

From Stacey: Three bracelets (pretty frickin SWEET), hot chocolate, and photos on CD, but I haven't looked at them yet.

Amanda sent a package to her parents and I think my Christmas and birthday presents are in there. Hopefully she sent my Spiggot books because I miss them.

My mom phoned today for my Christmas list. And I realized something. Almost everything on there are books. Everything except the X-Files (I wrote D-Files for some reason) DVD sets that I asked for. By the way, I watched the X-Files movie today. Wow, I sure didn't know what was going on but I enjoyed it anyway. Mulder and Scully almost kissed! They were about to and then Scully, darn her, had to get bitten by a bee that was hiding in her clothing and contract an extraterrestrial virus. And then some guys took Scully to this lab in Antarctica and put her in this green liquid in a glass cylinder and Mulder went to save her and he broke the cylinder open with a fire extinguisher, I think, and then the lab was going to blow. Scully was cold and wet so Mulder took off his parka and ski pants and put them on her and then they escaped the lab. And when they were escaping from the lab they had to climb through this hatch, and there were all these aliens in cylinders and one grabbed Mulder's leg! It was very intense. And then they got outside and I'm thinking that both of them, or at least Scully, should have gotten hypothermia, but they miraculously didn't even get FROSTBITE in like, -50 degree weather with wet hair.

Anyway, that was my day. Ciao!