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Part I

Saturday, November 27, 2004, 6:48 PM

The inaccurately named Fuzzy Wuzzy (from the so-called “tongue twister”) had a brother. This is his story:

Healthy Wuzzy was obese.
Healthy Wuzzy had no pancreas.
Healthy Wuzzy wasn’t very healthy was he?

Apparently their mother was not very good at choosing names for her children.

I am re-learning how to knit! I learned when I was like 8, then I forgot. So I’m picking it up again.

Well not much more to write. Bye now!

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Wednesday, December 1, 2004, 6:15 PM

Waiting in the rain after math class. Haha.

I found out in Art that me, little unartistic ME, won the art poster contest!– along with Yifei, Simberly, and Sang Wook. Congrats you guys!

The power outage in Band was so fun. We were playing in the dark, which was somehow so funny to me. Then Mr. Calhoun gave up and we started telling jokes:

A duck walks into a bar and asks, “Got any grapes?”
The bartender says “No, we don’t sell grapes here.”
The next day the duck comes back: “Got any grapes?”
The bartender replies “I told you before, we don’t sell grapes here!”
The third day the duck comes back again: “Got any grapes?”
The bartender is frustrated. “I’ve told you twice before, we don’t have grapes here! If you come back again I’ll staple your feet to the floor!”
The next day the duck comes back, asking “Got any staples?”
The bartender says “No.”
“Got any grapes?”

That was my favorite. But my sister didn’t find it funny at all.

In SS the test wasn’t so bad; I finished with like 10 minutes to spare, but I still have to check it over. Good thing we’ve got time tomorrow. I think I will have to look some things up. Which is sorta dishonest, but hey, he did NOT explicitly say we COULDN’T do that! So I think it’s okay. And besides: which is more important, morals, or getting an A+ in SS? Heehee

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Friday, December 3, 2004, 8:40 PM

This’ll be a quick one. I was just practicing piano, for about 2 hours. I did some calculations. You think cars are fast? Check this out: at certain times, I was playing an average of over 400 notes a minute! Phew! And that’s just the rate, it isn’t counting chords or anything, which would probably bring the number up to 450 notes a minute. Now I have to go stretch or I’ll get arm cramps.

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Monday, December 6, 2004, 6:09 PM

Need help on SS HW, actually yesterday’s, since I wasn’t in SS today because of sectional. I need answers! If no one gets online soon I will resort to the telephone.

Oh! Someone’s online! Yippee!

Well he sure wasn’t helpful.

April (5:57:11 PM): what did you do in SS?
Peter (5:57:18 PM): went over stuff
April (5:57:19 PM): did you go over yesterday’s HW??
Peter (5:57:38 PM): yeah
Peter (5:57:43 PM): but we didnt finish
April (5:57:45 PM): ok
April (5:57:46 PM): ok
April (5:57:48 PM): well
April (5:58:03 PM): you went over that big paragraph we were stressing over last time, right?
Peter (5:58:28 PM): we had just started when the bell rang
April (5:58:35 PM): oh
April (5:58:37 PM): wait
April (5:58:45 PM): so what exactly did you do then?
Peter (5:59:11 PM): i dont know
Peter (5:59:16 PM): i forget
Peter (5:59:17 PM): hehe
April (5:59:18 PM): ?
April (5:59:22 PM): argh
April (5:59:26 PM): you frustrate me
April (5:59:35 PM): why doesn’t someone USEFUL get online
April (5:59:39 PM): like karin

*sigh*

My other problems include:

-The darn Tech project. Haven’t finished, and Mr Walters is being his usual dumb self by not giving us enough time. Dude, we were NOT abducted by aliens (I hate that catchline of his)! We just didn’t have enough time!

-The math quiz. I got 18/20, and normally I would be perfectly fine with that. But Ms. House is DEFINITELY WRONG about x and y intercepts! You are definitely supposed to put them in coordinate pairs! I definitely remember doing y-intercepts last year, and getting points off for NOT putting them in coordinate pairs! So why am I STILL getting points off, but this time for ACTUALLY putting them in coordinate pairs? WHYYYYYYYY???????

-My piano, as always. I need to work harder just about all my pieces. I need more time!!!

-LACK OF SLEEP.

Well that basically wraps it up for my *wonderful* life. By the way, the scarf is 15 inches. Last time I checked.

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EDIT:

Sorry, I just reread that entry, and realized I must sound pretty stupid and complaining to you guys. My life isn’t so bad, I just feel like rambling on about the dumb stuff that goes on in the world.

Well, here’s a tidbit I picked up:

pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis (noun): a lung disease caused by the inhalation of silicon dust.

Holy ravioli, I’m not making this up! The word is longer than the definition! Try saying THAT five times fast!

Imagine seeing that on your hospital report: Patient April S. is infected with pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. Requires treatment immediately.

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Sunday, December 12, 2004, 3:30 PM

Girl learns piano piece.
Three months later, girl realizes she learned a wrong note. Fixes it.
Two weeks after that, girl realizes the note was right in the first place. Relearns it, with much annoyance.

And that, my friends, is the sad story of my life.

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Wednesday, December 15, 2004, 4:26 PM
In German we watched the videos of the weather forecasts. Everybody always sounds really weird on videotape. And we got to see the part where Micah fell of his chair during Paul’s forecast. Well, we couldn’t actually SEE it, but we heard the clunk.

Gosh, lunch was HILARIOUS. Paulina was telling a story. Here’s the jist of it:

Paulina: “Once upon a time there was a princess.”
Me: “What color was her hair?”
*long discussion regarding hair color*
Paulina: “Once upon a time there was a princess, with brown-black (this later changed to rainbow-colored) hair that changed color every day. And one day she went to sleep. The next day she woke up–”
Me: “No, she went to sleep and NEVER WOKE UP. The end!”
Paulina: *ignores comment* “–and she saw a prince standing over her bed. The prince’s name was… Tom.”
Jingpeng: “My turn! The prince was very ugly.”
Me: “What color was his hair?”
JP: “…clear.”
Everybody: “EW! What the heck?” etc.
Jenny: “What color was his skin?”
JP: “Polka-dotted. And the dots were red and purple.”
Everybody: “What?! Does he have the pox or something?”
Me: “So… how do you know he’s a prince?”
JP: “He had a stamp on his forehead that said ‘PRINCE’.”
Paulina: *picks up storyline again* “Anyway, the princess opened her eyes and saw the prince, and–”
Me: “–and she pulled out a gun and shot him!”
Paulina: *ignores comment again* “–and her eyes started burning.”
Someone, I forget who, maybe JP: “Like, really burning?”
Paulina: “Yes. They were on fire. And they were popping out of her head. They burned and they burned and they burned. Then she slapped him and she died.”
Sana: “What happened to her brain?”
Paulina: “It melted.”
Me: “What happened to the prince?”
Paulina: “He started watching television, and eating chips, so he got really… y’know… fat.”

And that was the end. There was also lots of stuff about eye color, and the kingdom they were in, and all that good stuff. It was great.

Then in Band, since we had rehearsed during the 6th graders’ band period earlier, we got to move stands. That’s always fun.

In Social Studies had the test. I wrote bunches and bunches on the last questions, made my hand real sore. And oh, there was that one question that made me inexplicably crack up:

Why did people on the Plains build houses out of sod?
1) Sod was comfortable and easy to care for. [yeah, all those rodents living in the walls]
2) There was no timber. [DUH]
3) I forget this choice.
4) “Houses made of sod” was a clause in the Homestead Act of 1862. [HAHA ]

In fact, I cracked up inexplicably a lot today, like during Band, when Mr. Calhoun suddenly started saying “I’m human. I have three kids. I have a house. I have a leaky roof that needs fixing.” He was like complaining about all his problems and it was SO FUNNY.

This entry is so long my computer has disconnected on me.

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Wednesday, December 22, 2004, 8:29 PM

How a electricity-saving freak gets from the piano to her room on the other side of the house at night when alone:

Beginning scene: At piano. Light near piano is on, no other lights (in order to conserve electricity). To get to room, must go through dining room and small hallway.
1: Turn off light near piano. Stand dumbfounded in the dark for about 10 seconds.
2: Realize can’t go anywhere in pitch dark, so turn on light again.
3: Go to dining room and turn on light there.
4: Go back to piano and turn off light there.
5: Go to room and turn on light there, closing the door afterwards out of habit.
6: Go back to dining room and turn off light there.
7: Take a couple steps and crash into wall. Realize cannot go anywhere in almost-pitch dark; light in room is blocked by (guess what!) the door.
8: Turn on dining room light again.
9: Go to room and open door.
10: Go back to dining room and turn off light.
11: Go to room, enter and shut door.
End scene: At desk in room calculating how many minutes wasted. Desk light is on, no other lights.

Can you believe I do that almost every time I finish practicing piano in a dark house?

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Monday, January 3, 2005, 7:53 PM

On This Day, in 1888 – The drinking straw was patented by Marvin Stone of Washington DC.

April must do homework. BUT… April is hungry. And survival (i.e: eating) takes precedence over getting good grades. So April will get a clementine. April will not tell you about her day. She apologizes, but quite frankly, all she can really think about right now is that nice, cold, juicy clementine, waiting for her in the fridgerater. So April will go now.

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Tuesday, January 25, 2005, 3:25 PM

Woohoo, home EARLY!

The Math A was MAD MAD MAD EASY!!! Yifei, you know what I’m talking about. I was done in about 40 minutes. It was like, “hmm, number that is divisible by 3 and even? hmm, could it be… 12?!” I mean, we’re not that stupid!

And afterwards I met up with some of my high school buddies, and we stood outside freezing our eardrums off.

Well I’m gonna leave it at that. By the way, what did we do in SS?

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Monday, March 7, 2005, 4:00 PM

MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! MICROWAVE!!! We don’t even have a toaster! Why would my mind be a toaster???

*ahem* Anyways, had to get that out of my system.

So I get back, I check the answering machine. There’s one message, and all it is, is one person trying (and failing) to hang up the phone. It’s just a bunch of noise. I was laughing my head off– and after that whole microwave/toaster shabingy too. (IT’S A MICROWAVE!)

Alright, this random window keeps popping up for no apparent reason. I’m scared.

Soo….

See ya later.

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Tuesday, March 15, 2005, 4:25 PM

Grr, I want that pencil back. I’ve been lending Adlai pencils a lot, and today he didn’t give it back! *fumes* Yes, I care about my writing utensils.

Oh yeah, at the high school… We were waiting for the bus, and when it came, Bryton wasn’t there. We waited a long time more, and then we just drove off without him! I was worried how he would get to DeWitt, especially when I got to SH and he wasn’t there. He walked in near the end of the period, and I was like “Dude, how did you get here?” And he was like, “Um, I had an orthodontist appointment…?” Gosh, he could have told us. But it was funny.

Paulina’s lunchtime story was about JP the very skinny model. Men were “lined up to see her.” But she wanted to be an actress, but the director of the movie said she was “too skinny.” So she went jogging down the street, crying, and she passed a really handsome man who gave her a box of tissues and asked her to marry him. And… darn I forget what happened. Sorry Pauli.

People in my English class were throwing everything from pencils to wooden blocks to trash cans (I’m serious! As Brian said, “This class gets dumber and dumber every day”). I even got hit with a pencil. The sub gave like 10 people lunch detention, and it’s about time! Not that those people are actually going to go to detention, but at least she made an effort. Then while I was walking out of English, Mr. Exantus was standing there saying “How can you stand it, April…”

SS was pretty cool, but I don’t exactly remember why… I said something stupid, didn’t I? Yeah, Karin wrote it down… what was it???
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Friday, March 18, 2005, 8:24 PM

I’m sorry, I’m getting kinda bored of writing in this Xanga/people being annoying/people being stupid/people stealing my ideas/people showing off/people hating Macs/Ms. House “not having time” to turn around and sign my worksheet in math (would have taken all of 5 seconds)/ES HW/listening to my sister play viola/the jumping flea that the stupid banner ad wants me to catch to “get a free iPod” (iPods, by the way, are ghetto according to Eva)/my desk.

So I will just leave it all behind me and go curl up in a corner and read. Later on I’ll feel better. Toodles.

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Sunday, March 20, 2005, 12:57 PM

The Internet is dying. It takes its last breaths as it gazes up at the featureless gray sky of cyberspace and thinks “If I could live my life again, I would always let April do what she liked online without going kaput every 2 seconds. If only…” It falls to the ground, gasping, and everything goes dark.

*splat*

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Tuesday, March 29, 2005, 8:18 PM

Math: Most confusing thing in the world. Ms. H doesn’t explain ANYTHING. I did NOT understand the HW at all.

ES: Ms. VV definitely thinks I’m crazy. She walks in, and I’m like “Yay! She’s here! Woohoo! Party!” And she gives me that LOOK. Oh wait, that was in lab. Well whatever. We did… glacier stuff.

SH: Uh… since when do I talk about SH? It’s boring. Well, I tried to make sense of the math HW and failed miserably. WE SHOULD MAKE HYPERBOLIC COOKIES!!! YEAH!!!!!

Sectional: We rehearsed on the stage, which was fun. Talia hid my oboe, with my permission. And I say, “It better not be anywhere DANGEROUS, like that closet over there.” She says “Uh… that closet is dangerous?” Guess where the oboe was hidden?… I did get to miss PE, which would under normal circumstances be good, but now we’re doing badminton, which is the awesomest sport in the world, so yeah… it wasn’t so cool but it was OK.

German: I described this in my comment at Kari’s Xanga, but I’ll say it again, because I like wasting time. I was just sitting there, and Matt comes over and say “OK, c’mon, let’s go now.” I’m just like “Huh? What?! What the heck is going on? What are we doing where are we going EXPLANATION PLEASE?!” We were apparently going to lecture little innocent 6th graders on why they should take German, but Karin already had it covered. And so we went back, me thinking “Uh… that was dumb. Tell me again, why did we just do that?” Yeah, that was confusing.

ESL: You know. Wow, I get so obsessed over these dumb little mountains. OOH, CIRQUES!

Lunch: I… ate… lunch…?

English: I… ate…English…? (yummy yummy) It was pretty pointless.

Tech: Oh my god……

SS: Yes, copying notes from the overhead is so much fun. Apparently I was radiating randomness too. We’re just learning about a bunch of crap.

Bus ride/walk home: Talked with Michelle about remote-controlled oboe/trumpet cases and various other interesting topics. Oh yeah, Michelle saw me and Kari’s random spaz attack after school (remember that?) so now she is convinced we’re nuts. Which I was already convinced of.

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Saturday, April 2, 2005, 10:20 AM

Hey people. What’s in YOUR sock drawer?

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Tuesday, April 12, 2005, 3:57 PM

I SHOOK BILL NYE’S HAND!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes, I just had to say that. Not much else to write though. Oh yeah, we ate at the early lunch today with cool people… I don’t like that lunch though, there are too many people.

Gym was totally crazy too. Hehehe…

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Thursday, June 9, 2005, 4:03 PM

Happy June 9!!!

I’m going to go eat dinner soon, but firstOH MY GOSH THERE’S A BEE IN MY ROOM HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*ahem* As I was saying, first I’m going to tell you about this really funny dream I had. I was standing in my driveway attacking someone who was standing in my neighbor’s driveway. Couldn’t really see them ’cause of all the trees. I had all these ferrets (stay with me here) and would take one, swing it around over my head by the tail, and hurl it at the person.

Yeah. The way my subconcious mind works is slightly disturbing. And no, no one died. Except maybe the ferrets.

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Friday, June 10, 2005, 4:27 PM

OK, so I am innocently walking to my bus after school and some retarded loser squirts soda out the bus window– sure, they were aiming for someone else, but they’ve got sucky aim cuz it hit ME! Ick– soda on my shirt. But that gave me an excuse to come home and dunk my shirt in cold COLD water before putting it on again.

And that cools me off, because liquid water has to absorb 540 (I think) calories of energy from its environment in order for its molecules to move fast enough for it to turn into water vapor. It absorbs that energy from ME, so the molecules in my body move slower and thus I coooool down. Of course it’s not evaporating very fast since it’s so humid, but that’s another story.

Plus, I’ve got the lights off, which keeps my room cooler. This is because light bulbs radiate different wavelengths of electromagnetic energy– mainly visible light (since that’s what they’re for), but also some infrared, which is heat. No! That’s not it! Actually, my body absorbs the visible light rays and reradiates it as infrared rays, so I get very very hot. Keeping the lights off eliminates one source of the energy.

I’ve also got a fan to keep me cool. The fan generates wind, which blows the saturated air (from the water on my shirt, see above) away and blows in drier air, causing the water on my shirt to evaporate faster and take away heat faster.

Oh, look at that, it’s been thundering for the last 10 minutes and now it’s finally starting to rain. Air moving up expands due to the decrease in pressure, so the molecules of the air don’t pass on energy (bump into each other) and the temperature of the air cools– this is adiabatic cooling. When the dewpoint temperature is reached, the air is saturated and the water vapor condenses onto condensation nuclei, forming clouds. When the water droplets become heavy enough, they fall to the Earth as rain.

When the rain falls onto my gravel driveway, it will erode little streams as it flows downhill. The streams will eventually mature and begin to meander as the water flows faster outside of the curve and erodes there more, while deposition is occurring more at the slower moving inside of the curve. The curve will become large enough to close around itself, and an oxbow lake is formed.

Note: I have actually seen these streams on my driveway, meandering and forming oxbows, and it is so awesome.

I think I’m gonna lose power soon, and with it, this very long and no doubt boring entry. Unless I save it now. Which I will.

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EDIT: 7:20

MY COMPUTER IS BEING PSYCHO. THE SCREEN KEEPS FLICKERING AND GETTING DARKER AND DARKER UNTIL DOOOOOOM!!!!! AAHHHH!!!!

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another EDIT: 7:45

…doom being, as it turns out, another power outage– the 2nd one today! At least both these times it was after I’d eaten dinner. Oh crap, it’s flickering again. I really should stop turning on my computer– it’s just gonna go off again.

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Wednesday, June 22, 2005, 4:20 PM

EVERYONE’S WRITING THEIR ENTRIES IN ALL-CAPS, SO I GUESS I’LL JUST JOIN IN.

LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!!!!! NO MORE SCHOOL! NO MORE DEWITT! EXCEPT FOR PROMOTION TONIGHT BUT THAT DOESN’T COUNT! OH I’M SO HAPPY! NO MORE WORK! NO MORE GETTING UP EARLY! no more seeing my wonderful friends everyday… *sniffsniff* BUT LET’S BE HAPPY, BECAUSE SCHOOL IS OVER!!!!! YAY!!! BY THE WAY, WOULD YOU LIKE A COOKIE????

Of course I’m very hyper– what do you expect from ME, the queen of hyper randomness? And Ms. VV wrote me SUCH a nice note in my yearbook… as did all my other friends. I love you all! Even the people I don’t know so well, they’re all so nice to me! Thank you for existing!!!!

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EDIT: 4 14 PM on 6/23– I don’t know why I’m not making a new entry, I just don’t feel like it…

I just realized I left my Tech binder at school– and there it shall stay. Oh well. It saves me the trouble of having to burn it .

Promotion was a blast. We all know the punch was drugged though, right? And just because I’m not giving you anymore details about it doesn’t mean I didn’t like it.

I am oboeless! And workless! How’s YOUR summer so far?

And I’d say I was perfectly happy too, but YIFEI, I AM GOING TO MISS YOU SOOO MUCH!! You’ve been the best friend ever, and I’m not afraid to post it on this very public Xanga site! We’ve had the greatest times, and I will never forget them or that very wonderful person with whom I’ve shared them (you). Have fun in Chicago, make some new friends, but NEVER forget us and beautiful Ithaca! Much love!!!

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Friday, June 24, 2005, 3:40 PM

I’m eating pineapples! There’s some nasty taste in them, but I can’t figure out what it is so I just keep eating them and eating them, and trying to identify the taste– and now they’re almost gone! And they taste really weird! And I’m so stupid cuz I’m still eating them!

Amy left for her summer camp today. 6 weeks is a long time to not have a sister.

Oh yeah! Yesterday I was reading the Caroline Anthology– remember that, you fellow Caroline Elementary Schoolers?! The little stories were so entertainingly bad. Favorite quotes:

-“A fish is a fish that eats worms.” [So… what’s a fish that doesn’t eat worms??]
-At the end of a story about this random space alien– “200,000,000 quadrillion years later: The world explodes.” [Nice conclusion there, buddy. Really relevant.]
-“What in the slimysluglike world was that?!” [An acceptable replacement for a swear word, I assume.]
-“Git-er-done” [This in the story by some 2nd or 3rd grader…]

Okay. I’m gonna skidaddle now, so toodles till later.

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Friday, July 8, 2005, 12:06 PM

42 Things April Likes about Summer

1. Fruit salad, with summer fruits like blueberries, strawberries, peaches… yummy.
2. Never, ever wearing sneakers, or anything but sandles for that matter.
3. Not having to care if I spelled “sandels” wrong. (Which one is it? I can’t tell…)
4. Sleeping the morning away, resulting in my only having 2 meals: “breakfast” (11:30) and “dinner” (4:30)
5. Not having to put down my book at midnight because I have to get up early the next day.
6. Staying outside in the sun for so long, I actually start worrying about sunburn.
7. Using my strong glasses for nothing but piano.
8. Seeing my backpack empty and hurling it into the closet to gather dust.
9. No homework! Or any kind of work for that matter.
10. Never moving more than about 2 miles/hour– except during extremely hyper spurts of randomly induced energy, when I move about 20 miles/hour.
11. Taking long, long, long showers.
12. Those days when it’s warm but not too hot, sunny, with a light breeze, and rain that comes at just the right time (i.e: not when I’m outside).
13. Laughing at nothing.
14. Letters from my sister (though I haven’t gotten very many).
15. Looking out my window and seeing lots of green, not drab gray or brown or, goodness, WHITE.
16. Not having to clean my room, especially my desk.
17. Putting all my school papers in storage.
18. Practicing 3 hours of piano a day.
19. Reading about 6 hours a day.
20. Eating for like 3 hours a day, and no short lunch!
21. Going online for… too long.
22. Sleeping– well, the rest of the time.
23. Laughing at people who think summer is going badly.
24. Sleepovers– not like I’ve gone to more than one this summer, but still.
25. Being able to remember a dream almost every day.
26. My pink hat.
27. Going on walks and not freezing to death.
28. Keeping my windows open.
29. Watching our one TV channel in the basement and laughing at how stupid it is.
30. Oh yes, we mustn’t forget TV commercials. They crack me up.
31. Discovering new interesting websites.
32. The past.
33. The present.
34. The future.
35. Happiness.
36. Eating Black Forest cake. (Synonymous with the former)
37. Driving past DeWitt and thinking, “Hey! I remember that place!”
38. Doing those things I know are a waste of time but are so entertaining.
39. Planning my days: “Well, first I’ll eat breakfast, then I’ll probably take a nap. When I get up I’ll go online till I’m dizzy, then practice piano for however long it takes to accomplish something, then– oh, if I’m hungry I’ll eat something, then I’ll digest while reading…”
40. Reading my old journals.
41. Freedom *hums*
42. Having enough time to think of 42 things I like about summer.

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Tuesday, July 12, 2005, 4:27 PM

BRAIN DYING DEATH TO BRAIN BRAIN MUST DIE AND SINK INTO MUDDY PITS BWAHAHAHAMRPHWA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyways, on a different subject, I think it is almost time for dinner. Which brings us to… I wonder what’s for dinner? I think my mom came in and told me before she went to work, but I was half– no, three-quarters– asleep, so of COURSE I don’t remember!

Topic #3: Hey, “#” and “3” are on the same key! That’s so coooooooool!

Speaking of which, I want to learn how to make these [&] things, they’re so awesome! And also… no wait…

You know that if you think about school for a long enough time, it’s actually a really funny concept. I mean, it’s this big building with a bunch of rooms and bunch of desks and chairs, and there are a bunch of little people learning stuff and writing on paper… hee hee it’s so funny, it’s making me laugh right now… heeheeheeheehee.

#6:::::::::::::::: I NEED TO GET OUT MORE.

The end, thank you, and have a nice day in your wonderful little “out” world with no April in it. Tell me if being “out” is fun, so maybe I will try getting “out.”

Topic #postscript: So, if you get bitten by a dog, do you really believe that thinking about brown paper packages tied up with strings will help you???

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Wednesday, July 27, 2005, 11:24 AM

At around 9:45 PM yesterday I got caught out in a cold front. It was quite dark, a little chilly, extremely windy, and very VERY rainy. But, now it isn’t that hot anymore! Yippee!

I think someone is like building a house down the road. Or maybe demolishing one. Or cutting down a tree or digging a trench or executing a cow or SOMETHING that requires big loud machinery to be running all the time and infuriate the entire neighborhood.

And now… Rondo Capriccioso in E Major by Mendelssohn. (Warning: very long. I have time to kill)

Ahem.

(dummmmm dom dommmmmmm dee dum dee dum dum doooooooohhmmmmmm *voice cracks–i’m not a bass!*)
doo dee doooooo dee doo diddlyoolly doo dee dooo oooo
dee ooo eee doo dee dooeeooee doo da deee da doooooooo
doo dee doooooo dee dooeeooeeooee DOO DEE DOOO DOOOO
deeooeeooeeooeeDOOeeooeeoodooeeooeedoodeedoodeedadeedoooooooooo
doo doo doo dee oo
doo dee oo
doo dee oo
doo deeeeeee
DOO DOO DOO DOOOOO doo dee dee doo dee doo dee doo dee doo dee bdldldldlING dee doo dee doo dee doooo eeee
doo doo doo dee dee dum dee (BA DONG) dee doo dee dee dee dum dee (BA DONG) dee doo dee dee dee dum dee (BA DONG) dee doo dee dee dee doo dee dee dee doo dee dee dee doo dee dee dee doo dee
BA DUM DA DEE DEE DOO DEE DOO DEE DA DEE DUM DA DEE DOH
BA DUM DA DEE DEE DOO DEE DOO DEE DA DEE DUM da dee doh
dee dee dum dee (BA DONG) dee doo dee dee dee dum dee (BA DONG) dee doo dee dee dee dum dee (BA DONG) dee doo dee deee dooo daaaaaaa dee dum dee doo dee
(ba da da dum ba da da dum)
dum dee doo dee
(ba da da dum ba da da dum)
bom bidlidlidlidl bom bidlidlidlidl bom bidlidlidlidliiiidlll dll dee dummmmmmmmmmmmmm deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

ba-di-um bom dee dum bom ba-di-um bom dee-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom dee dum
ba-di-um bom dee dum bom ba-di-um bom dee-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom dee dum
ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom dee dum
ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um dum
(ba-di-um dum ba-di-um dum ba-di-um dum ba-di-um dum dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum) dum dum dum dum dee dum
(dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum) dum dum dum dum dee dum dum dee-um
ba-di-um bom dee-um
ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom dee-um bom dee dum
ba-di-um bom dee dum bom ba-di-um bom dee-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom dee dum
ba-di-um bom dee dum bom ba-di-um bom dee-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom dee dum
ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom dee dum
ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um dum ba-di-um dum ba-di-um dum ba-di-um dum ba-di-um ba-di-um DEeeeeee
ba dee daaaaa dee dee daa deeee dee doo dee dee da dee da dee daaaaa
ba dee daaaaa dee dee dee daa eeee doo doo doo doo doo dee doo da dee daaaaa
doo dee dum
BA-um
bom
bom
BA-um
bom
BOM dee DUM dee dee DA dee doh DA dee doh DA dee doh da dee dum
(bom
ba dee dw-aaaaaa dee dee da deeeeee doo dee dum dee dum dee daa dee dum ba dee daaaaaa dee dee da deeeeee doo dee dum dee dum dee dum dee daa dee–)
BAdeeahdeebadee BAdeeahdeebadee BAdeeahdeebadee BAdeeahdeebadee BAdeeahdeebadee BAdeeahdeebadee BAdeeahdeebadee BAdeeahdeebadee BAdeeahdeebadee BAdeeumdeeahdee BAdeeumdeeahdee BAdeeumdeeahdee
BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM

BOM

BOM
ba-di-um bom (ba-di-um bom)
ba deeeee dee dooooo doba-di-um bom (ba-di-um bom)
ba deeeee dee dooooo doba-di-um bom (ba-di-um bom)
ba deeeee dee dooooo doo
da dee dooooo doo
da dee dooo doo
da dee dooooo doo
ba-di-um bom dee dum bom ba-di-um bom dee-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom dee dum
ba-di-um bom dee dum bom ba-di-um bom dee-um
ba-di-um bom dee dum bom ba-di-um bom dee-um
ba-di-aaaah dee daaa
ba-di-aaaah dee daaa
ba-di-aaaah dee da
(ba dohm
ba dohm
ba dohm
ba dohm
ba dohm
ba dohm
ba-di-um dum dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum) dum dum dum dum dee dum
(dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum dee dee dum) dum dum dum dum dee dum dum dee-um (ba-di-ah)
bum (ba-di-ah) bum (ba-di-ah) bum (ba-di-ah) bum (ba-di-ah)
bum (ba-di-ah) bum (ba-di-ah) bum (ba-di-ah) bum (ba-di-ah)
bum (ba-di-ah) bum (ba-di-ah) bum (ba-di-ah) booooohhhhm
ba dee daaaaa dee dee daa deeee dee dee DAAAH dee dee dah
dee dee DAAH dee DUM dee dee DUM dee dee dohm dohm DOOOOHHHM
dum di dum di dum di dum di dum di dum di dum di dum di um di DUM DI DUM DI UM DI
DUM DEE
DUM DEE
DUM DEE
DUM DEE
dueeueeueeueeueeueedueeueeueeueeueeuee dueeueeueeueeueeueedueeueeueeueeueeuee dueeueeueeueeueeueedueeueeueeueeueeuee dueeueeueeueeueeueedueeueeueeueeueeuee dueeueeueedueeueeueedueeueeueedueedueedueedueeueeueedueeueeueedueeueeueedueeueeueedueedueeduee DUM DAeeaeeaeedooeeum DAeeaeeaeedooeeum DAeeaeeaeedooeeumeeaeedooeeumeeaeedooeeumeeaee (DUM DOHM DEE DUM) deeaeeaee (DUM) deeaeeaee (DUM) deeaeeaee (DUM) deeaeeaee (DUM) deeaeeaee (DUM) deeaeeaee (DUM) deeaeeaee (DUM) deeaeeaee (dum) deeaeeaeeaeeaeeaeeaeeaeeaeeaeeaeeaeeum da dee dum dee do dw-ee dee dee dum dee da dueeueeueeueeueeueedueeueeueeueeueeuee dueeueeueeueeueeueedueeueeueeueeueeuee dueeueeueeueeueeueedueeueeueeueeueeuee dueeueeueeueeueeueedueeueeueeueeueeueedueeueeueeueeueeueeDUEEUEEUEEUEEUEEUEE (BOM) deeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeueeuee DOOeeooeeooeeDOOeeooeeooeeDOOeeooeeooeeDOOeeDOODEEDOODEEDUM

BOM

BOM
ba-di-um bom (ba-di-um bom)
ba deeeee dee dooooo doba-di-um bom (ba-di-um bom)
ba deeeee dee dooooo doba-di-um bom (ba-di-um bom)
ba deeeee dee dooo doo
da dee dooo doo
da dee dooo doo
da dee dooooo doo
ba-di-um bom dee dum bom ba-di-um bom dee-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom dee dum
ba-di-um bom dom dum dom dum dom dee dee dum dee ba-di-um bom dom dum dom dum dom dee dee dum dee ba-di-um dom dom dom dom ba-di-um dom dom dom dom
ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom (ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom bom dum bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom ba-di-um bom dom dum)
BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM BOM
BOM
BOM
BOM
BOM
BOM
BOM

BOM BOM

BOM BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHM

*gets drink of water*
Left hand is in parenthasis, but only where I could fit it in and it seemed to be part of the melody, since as you probably know, the hands play *gasp* simultaneously! I tried to make all the spellings phonetical. Line breaks are usually rests, or sometimes I added breaks so it wouldn’t all show up on one big line and be annoying. But I might have messed up somewhere.

By the way, that is a VERY good piece. That was a real test of memorization for me… now I should probably go actually practice it…

If you read that whole thing, congratulations! You have no life, just like me!

[I’m sorry. I promised myself not to write commentary on these entries because it would take too long and dilute the lovely 8th grade-ness of it. But this is too fucking insane to let pass. Wow.]

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