They're So CUTE!

but I won' t jinx it this time by talking about it, so i'll just leave it at that.and this time its not onesided, so that just makes it even better. and abby agrees with me, so i'm not imagining things. but like i said, not jinxing this time, so no more on that.

so since i've posted, upward bound summer academy started. our theme this summer is the science of art, so its been awesome so far. we're doing neat designs and coloring every other day in math, which has resulted in much less actual math than usual, which is nice. we did start prep ACT work yesterday, but i got out of that since i took the ACT already and got a 32. and then german is always fun, because we have dieter (teacher guy). english we're doing poetry, and since we're the older class that already took the OGT, we don't have to analyze it and stuff like the other class does, we're just writing and reading and doing creative little excercizes. and in science, we're doing pointalized self portraits (where we drew our self portrait, influenced by another style of art [mines celtic] and color it using dots of magenta, cyan, and yellow) and then drawings of reflection refraction type stuff. and there are hearts. heh heh.

book buddies started at the library. my two girls are sweet, and they're decent readers and can think for themselves a bit. and corey's got it at the same time, so we play board games as a group together sometimes, especially with our second kids, who are sisters.

i started my internship at clermont county soil and water preservation. it looks like it'll be interesting. so far i've been working with the person who's in charge of education, and she has a bunch of kits that she lends out to teachers, and the teachers return them, and things are missing. so so far i've spent five and a half hours inventorying kits, but tomorrow i'm going out with her to collect bugs- sorry, macroinvertebrates- to replace the ones missing from one of the kits i inventoried.

i can't think of much else at the moment. oh, my mom came back from idaho, where she'd visited my aunt for a week, and the details of my trip out there in august have been hammered out. and i am really and truly getting my car this weekend. supposedly.


energy and persistence will conquer all things.

Injured in the Line of Scanning

okay, I'm pretty worn out, on all levels, because on top of work and upward bound, i've spent the day listening and praying and thinking very hard, so this is going to be a very short entry, just so i don't forget things. what has been going on in my life:

upward bound started (yay!)
book buddies started (yay!)
celebrated my birthday (yay!)
got a paper cut from a piece of cardboard (ow!)
got flowers (love you)
got a watch (yay!)
in fact, got two watches (double yay!)
internship at cler. co. water and soil preservation (Yay!)
license and car....in progress still (heh...)

more on all that at a later date, right now, sleepy time.


Language is about communication. Communication is about involvement.
~Dieter
(and its not nearly so funny just reading it. you have to know him and imagine him saying it.)

Sixteenth Anniversary of his Twenty-Ninth Birthday

Barb really is evil. it's not just me, or my imagination. she's an old lady whos a bagger at kroger. okay, i knew she was mean, and i knew that there were other people who didn't like her- she got transferred to deli once and got transferred back in less than a month because they couldn't stand her- but i didn't know that she had such a horrible effect on people other than me. the first time she came through my line she got me so frustrated and flustered that i was on the verge of tears for twenty minutes or so afterwards. thankfully the lady after her was very sweet (barb had suggested to her that she go to another line because i didn't know what i was doing) i'd worked there for at least a couple months when that all happened. even now, when she bags for me, she has the talent of getting under my skin in record times of about twenty seconds. as it takes quite a bit to really annoy me or get me upset, i'm sure you all can appreciate how great a 'talent' that is. anyway, around to the point of why i'm writing this today. we have a bagger, rachel, who just started working about a week ago. she's a sweetheart. really shy and quiet, quieter than me even, i think, but she does whatever she's told and she's polite and very nice, and she tries hard. anyway, i looked up for a second today and all of a sudden i notice that she's crying, and don (who was bagging for me) said something to her about how everyone makes mistakes, and it was okay, and she kept crying, and i think judy let her go to the back to calm down for a bit. i didn't find out what happened for a few minutes, because i was still in the middle of an order, but apparently rachel had put a bag with eggs and bread on the bottom of the cart, and barb told her off for it. grr, she makes me mad. don happens to be convinced that shes evil, and is really just a walking corpse. i think he may have something there. okay, i'm being mean, but really, barb was way out of line. it wasn't even that big a deal- just move the bag, no need to yell at the girl and make her cry, i mean, geez. and i heard judy telling rachel later that barb had been out of line to yell at her, and that rachel didn't do anything wrong, which made me feel better.

as for less maddening news, apparently ken (store manager) turned fortyfive today. or turned twenty nine for the sixteenth time, as he preferred. he got a huge bunch of balloons, like two dozen or so. i wanted to hold them to see if they would lift me in the air at all.

and an update on my car: it is in beautiful working order, the only thing thats still wrong with it from before grandpas friend took it away is that the pasenger door still won't open from the outside. it does, however, have a new engine with only 70,000 miles on it, which , quote, "purrs like a kitten." i'm getting it on sunday. since its too nice to be a birthday present for just me, its technically a family car, but i'll be the main driver. yay!

and now for an update on my license: i called the bmv today, and the earliest they could schedule me was 6/23. my temps expire on 6/22. so they said if i keep calling, they might get a cancellation spot that they can put me in.


Good and evil are perfectly balanced- evil people are just louder.
~me

Lucky Number Three

Today has been a very interesting day at work. first of all, i was on time clocking in and out. that is amazing in itself. clocking in on time was amazing because my plan had been to go to the bike trail with phyl, then just go straight to work, as its less than a hop skip and a jump away. however, once we started walking, i realized that i had my uniform, but i'd forgotten shoes, and i was in sandals, so we had to go home and then go to kroger, and then i still had to change- but i still clocked in at 2.30. 2.29 to be precise. and i was completely ready. clocking out on time was amazing because for some reason, i was the only cashier there after eight o clock or so. i hadn't gotten my last break yet, but i figured to just let it go, because the only person who'd take me off would be annie, and she had this horrible cough, and i was leaving soon anyway. she did give me my break around 9.20 though, but when i came back, i saw that patty had hopped on a register too, and they were still backed up about four people to a line. even though i was back, we were still limited to two registers, because they'd already pulled all the other tills. i was still able to leave right at ten though.

also while i was at work, we had some kind of power surge where the lights went halfway out. it would have been kind of neat, actually, except i was in the middle of printing out a receipt. out of registers 3, 4, and 5, only register three actually shut off. guess which one i was on. uh huh. i had patient people in line though, so it was okay.

anyone reading this either tonite or tomorrow morning, theres going to be a car wash at the goshen bp tomorrow (wednesday, june 8) from 11-6 to raise money for our mexico mission trip. stop by if you can, please.


Life is like a box of chocolates.

The Stars are Closed to our Quartet

I'm glad i decided to go swimming. even if our pool is a bit, er, murky, after getting out of the pool our house feels pleasantly warm as opposed to stiflingly hot and muggy (we still haven't turned the air on, for some insane reason). plus, the water isn't cold, its actually very nice.

I turned in my english portfolio today. now the only thing i have left to do is one essay and one article for newspaper, and then i'm Done! ah. oh, and rachel, i hope you did good on your spanish exam- *crosses fingers for you*. when we went up there, i was going to stop at the mall to pick up a skirt i saw on friday that i really liked, but there wasn't time because we had to get back for amy's doctor appointment. so my dad's going to take me up on thursday instead.

ack, i can feel the heat creeping in again.

yesterday i went to turner's graduation party, and the day before that i went to ashley drake's. i had a good time at both, but probably more fun at turner's because it was mostly family at ashley drake's, so i knew more people at turner's. her family has an awesome plot of land- ponds and woods and fields and a nice house, too.

i've been looking at my college stuff a bit again. a few minutes ago, i was looking through a viewbook and application that harvard sent me. my mom got all excited when they sent it, because i didn't send them anything asking for information, at least not that i remember. when i was little, i always wanted to go to harvard or yale or some ivy league school, just because they were so selective and renowned. but as i was looking through the viewbook, i began to think that i don't really want to go to harvard. in all honesty, except for the name, there was nothing really special that caught my eye. there were a couple minuses: the freshman class size is 1700, or somewhere around there- i want to go to a school where the total population is around 1700; and there were, if i remember right, around 60 courses with more than 100 students. in fact, two courses had more than 500 students. Five Hundred students in one class. and i also remember a sign i saw in my english profs office that said "can harvard hope to become the beloit of boston?" beloit is a tiny school in wisconsin, that i was considering until i decided i wanted a school with environmental science and writing, and they only had writing. anyway, the point is, there are plenty of great schools out there, that are equal to if not better than ivy league schools, and are well known for it. i still might apply to harvard though, just to see. :-D



Prime Numbers are like Life- logical, but you can never figure out the rules.

1-800-ELMO

The stupidity of our psych class knows no bound. same, if not more so, goes for their rudeness. a girl i have come to know fondly as "ditzy blonde" is tops in both categories, but especially rudenss. all quarter she has been notorious for waiting for the attendance sheet to come round, coming in, signing it, and leaving again. today, ditzy blonde got up in the middle of a presentation, left, and came back five minutes later- with a bag of cheezits. and she talked thru presentations as well. as for the stupid category...we won't even go there. lets just say several guys are fighting for tops in that one, as well as ditzy blonde. but ditzy blonde and friend are presenting friday...maybe we'll be late that day. okay, i'm being mean, but really, they are absolutely horrid.

tomorrow is mile's graduation party. i think. as far as i have been informed, anyway. really, the organization for this whole thing is pitiful. but thats what we get for being a group of indecisive people. so i have to call phyl tomorow and tell him the new time we're meeting at the school, and then email rachel with directions and new plans. i hope she can come. and i shall remember my swim suit! not getting thrown into the pool again. well, maybe, but not in jeans and a tshirt again. i need to get miles something still, come to think of it. hmmmmmmmmm. i was thinking of making him a little book, like i made last year for everybody at xmas and end of year. i'll have to go to sleep though, because that will actually take effort and i'll have to get up sorta earlyish to make it.

oh, but before i go, i saw amy and bonnie today (ub directors)! it was so odd, i had just walked out of the parttime faculty office and it took me a second, but there were two people in front of me, and all of a sudden i realized it was them. so i said hi and such fun stuff. yah. anyway, going sleeping now.


philosophy is the talk on the cereal box, religion is the smile on the dog.