Math

Simplify.

(36^2 - 1297) ^ 1/2 < (18U^2 - 3U)/(6U - 1)

Find the secret message.

;P Then you'll know how I feel about y'all, haha!

Pimples

LOL yummy. I dunno why, but I have a pimple in my ear. IT HURTS.

When insects have sex, the male bug brings the female food to eat while they...*ahem*. Haha that's funny.

At the end of a date, you should hug, for at least 20 seconds. This apparently raises the trust or whatever. Hormones are weird things.

Eye contact is good too. On Tyra they say that sometimes, strangers have 4 min of eye contact with another person, and these people end up falling in love and getting married.

Guy tantrums are called "mantrums". LOL.

Cool.

HERE'S A QUOTE LADIES

"I was hurt by a guy, but I didn't write off guys. I wrote off HIM."

-Tyra freaking Banks!

Wow she said something gooddddddddddd. Amen to that sista!

LOL I know I just made a post but I had to say this.

Give peace a chance?
GIVE LOVE A CHANCE!

Girls, don't close your minds. Guys, TAKE A CHANCE PLEASSEEEEEE. Honestly, please everyone. I know I'm not the "love expert", but HELL I know some things.

CRUSHES: Okay. So what happens with crushes? You like someone. You like, like, like, LIKEEEEE someone. I guess there are a lot of things you could do. You could just tell the person. You could...not do a thing. But hey, let's just listen to some Natalie D wisdom: "If you are not mature enough to ask a person out, you are not mature enough to date." So decide what you want to do, AND GO DO IT. I know it is SO MUCH EASIER said than done, but you know what? IT'S WORTH IT. If it works out, kudos to you. If it doesn't, then move on.

DATING: Keep it light kids. Honestly, please don't promise forevers and love and marriage - if your relationship is strong, it doesn't need these pretty things. TRUST! You gotta trust. Those pretty words are NOTHING, and in the end, they will be sharp and meaningless if it doesn't turn out well. If there is nothing backing those claims up, then they will be worthless. But boys, here's a tip: Girls all have a slightly low self esteem. So tell them they are beautiful, tell them they are wonderful. Just don't lie. :) Enjoy, laugh, be happy. That's all you need.

Don't angst kids. Dating and love and such are supposed to make you HAPPY. If it's drama and rain and thunder all the time, then how is that different from being under constant attack. It's not supposed to be butterflies and rainbows all the time but YO, don't let it crush you. It's really not worth it.

THIS IS GETTING REALLY LONG. I have a lot to say about the subject, LOL. Be happy before you get involved with someone. You gotta be happy by yourself before you can try to make someone else's day. Girls: you don't need a boyfriend to make you happy. All you need are two friends who read your blog posts, LOLLLLLL. (Thanks ladies. LOL)

And you know what? For all you single people out there, HOLLA! It's OKAY TO BE SINGLE, AND HECKA FUN. You can talk to whoever you want, you can flirt and like and flit and be YOUNG! Don't tie yourself down to early - it will come. There is someone for everyone, and NOT JUST ONE PERSON FOR EVERYONE. There are so many people you can fall in love with - wait until you know what you want!

When you have a partner, please don't give up your friends. Honestly, that is hurting yourself. When you are in your little world with your boy/girlfriend, take some time out to chill with your homeboys and homegirls. Bros before hoes. Chicks before...guys. Don't ever make yourself alone. :)

AND YOU KNOW WHAT? DON'T LIE, DON'T MANIPULATE, DON'T CHEAT! Don't don't don't cheat. It is so wrong, on so many levels. I don't think there is any reason to cheat. Just don't. If you aren't happy, then END IT. Why prolong it, why cause MORE pain? It's not worth it.

When it's going to end, then end it. Don't drag it out. Don't pretend. I know breaking up is HARD, HARD, HARD. It is so hard, and I understand why you wouldn't want to. But every minute longer the relationship drags on, the harder it is to move on from it. Tell the truth. It's hard, but hey - it's the only valiant way.

I think in the end, the truth hurts, but it will always be appreciated. Don't be afraid. :)

SO YEAH, HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY. I hope that wasn't depressing. It really wasn't supposed to be. But honestly, many times it is obvious what the right path should be. It's just the harder path to go on. But let's try to have an honest, happy, NICE V-day, okay everyone?

Mucho lovah to all the ladies and all the guys out there. Keep it chill, kids.

"Let's all be happy together, ne?"

Red Herring

I just read a great book, which I bought for $1 at NYGH. It was so good...and terrifying at the same time. It's called "City of Thieves" by David Benioff if anyone is wondering.

The book takes place in WWII Russia. A boy accused of looting and a soldier accused of desertion are almost executed because of their crimes. However, the colonel has a task for them, that could save their lives. Find a dozen eggs for his daughter's wedding cake.

...IT WAS SO AMAZING. I was like crying and laughing and AHHHHHHHHHH-ing. Man it was intense. Intense.

Speaking of AWESOME THINGS I DID TODAY: THE NOTEBOOK ANYONE?!

That is...such...a...beautiful...movie.

I love watching when they are young. Rachel McAdams is GORGEOUS AND TALENTED AND JUST A STUNNER (acting and appearance wise!) and Ryan Gosling (sp?) - NEED I SAY MORE?!

It was...JUST GREAT.

Ally: Why didn't you write me? I waited 7 years for you and now it's too late!
Noah: I wrote you! I wrote you one letter everyday for a year!
Ally: You wrote me?
Noah: It isn't over. It STILL isn't over!

Then the FAMOUS RAIN KISS.

Omg, I shouldn't have watched that movie. LOL lonely...TT...

Well, happy valentine's day to everyone and happy chinese new year.

...Why is this called Red Herring? ...ask God.

"Are you there God? It's me, Margaret." YOU BETCHA!

The Drugs

HEY GUYS.

...more like "hey grace and mandy"...LOL how lonely.
:) Anyways, today we're talking about the drugs. I dunno about everyone else, but I think placebos really work on me. You give me something and say it will make me feel better, and heck yes, I will feel better after taking it. Like...tylenol! I have really, really, really, REALLY bad cramps. They are the worse suffering EVER, and I do not wish it on anyone.

Today was TERRIBLE. I woke up and I made myself some toast and red sugar water, to fill my stomach up. But every time I ate a little, I would want to throw it all up. I would heave and heave, but my stomach was empty, so nothing would happen. It was a double-edged sword. On one hand, when I retched, my cramps would go away. However, I was sitting there, choking on all that excess saliva and hungry but unable to eat. (LOL does anyone else find this kinda yucky? ...) So yeah, my daddy made me some egg soup to at least warm me up and fill my tummy. I felt HOT HOT HOT but FREEZING at the same time...so I just lay down on my couch and tried to sleep.

:) My mom bought me some advil and I took it and afterwards I felt MUCHO BETTER. Dunno if it was the advil or just because my body decided that one person doesn't deserve that much pain. Honestly, it's crippling. I try to suck it up and just deal with it, but I can't even move. I feel dizzy and feverish and weak and limp. If I lift my arm, it will go up, but the second it slacks, my whole arm just collapses, and then I am dizzy from the effort. @_____@ man...thanks advil.

OKAY, since I have short attention span...(and it has been TWO DAYS since writing the first few paragraphs) LETS MOVE ON.

I don't have much to say. :) But good job Mandy on the angst. I knew you could do it.

Global Warming

I guess Microsoft noticed the Global Warming issue...and they made a drastic change to protocol in order to address the issue.

I thought it was just a recent REVOLUTION, but actually...I did some research and I was mistaken. My original thought that the folder where all deleted documents and files go was called the "Trash Bin", and that recently, in Vista, they changed it to "Recycle Bin". I never knew it was called the Recycle Bin. I always called it the Trash Can.

Microsoft, PROPS TO YOU. I looked back all the way to Windows 98 (...that is as prehistoric as my Windows memories go, LOL)...and it has ALWAYS BEEN CALLED THE RECYCLE BIN!! That's amazing!!

Microsoft, you are my favourite. The peeps may be hating on you, but I really like you. I mean, hey Apple is really pretty and like...awesome. And from what I've heard, Macs work really nicely. But c'mon, what do I do on the computer that REALLY NEEDS THAT MUCH THOUGHT?

:) You're enough for my MSN, fb stalking, MS Word-ing any day Microsoft. (Y)

KEEP RECYCLING!

Desert Sand

LOL I don't know what Desert Sand is...oh holy crap I messed it up...it's DESERT STORM...something like that. Basically, it's a war movie...in the desert? Well that was the lead-up to...MY DREAM.

Okay so this morning, I had orchestra, so I had to wake up at like 6:45 AM. Well, that's when my alarm went off, at least. I woke up, turned off the alarm and went back to sleep. Then...I had...THE DREAM.

So I was writing an exam and it was in the morning, so when it was over, I went down and looked for my homegirls. I couldn't find anyone...for some reason I had written the exam with the younger grades...Dunno why. So I guess I go back to the class I had written the exam in, and then I fall asleep.

Zzz...
Zzz...
Zzz...

When I wake up, everyone is gone, and it is DARK OUTSIDE. I think to myself "HOLY CRAP ITS SO LATE, MY PARENTS WILL KILL ME". But when I check my phone, it's only 10 PM (I guess in my dream, 10 PM isnt late). So I think, "Alright, I'll just walk home then."

For some reason, I walk home a weird way...I go on the path to Mandy's house. I'm walking walking walking and then I get to an alley. By this time, its super dark. Before I enter the valley, I see this guy like a block away from me. I'm like "Enh, okay, whatever, what could he do?". I start jogging through the alley (I'm still scared, even though there was no one around!) and I look back...

AND THE GUY IS CHASING ME!!!!!!

So I start RUNNING all out, but he swoops around and maneuvers so that I go past him and he catches my collar. At this point, I am looking at the dream in a out of body perspective, and I see myself getting caught. However, "me" = a little blonde Caucasian girl, around 7 or 8 years old. I dunno what that man does to me, but I know it wasn't anything good.

SOMEHOW, I get home, and my kitchen has been COMPLETELY IKEA-ED. My cupboards were in funky green, blue, black and white designs and my kitchen table was those crappy folding ones with a set of folding chairs to match. I guess I don't tell anyone of my assault/rape/attack...

Then I'm older, and I become a soldier...and I am fighting in the desert. I fight fight fight and one day, while with my squadron (...is that what it's called?), I see the guy that hurt me all those years ago. And I am angry. I am so angry, I start beating on him, hitting him and hitting him, and my homeboys had to pull me off him. (This is still in outer body point of view.)

I think I really messed him up...but I didn't kill him. Then the dream cuts to another scene (it was really movie like...like i was watching things happen), and it's me with my husband? Brother? Son? It's a guy. LOL. And he tells me that I can't hold on to the past forever, I can't be angry forever. And then the dream ends.

WEIRDLY, THIS DREAM HAPPENED IN 15 MINUTES. My mom woke me up at 7 AM...15 min after I had turned off my alarm clock. Scary...

Seneca College

Hiya. Everyday, when I go to school (I get driven, LOL, sorry Earth), and when I go home (I bus. Weeee!), I pass by Seneca College. There's the main building, but off in the background, near the highway, there is the residence building/place/house and on the side of the building it says "SENECA" in large, red, light-up letters. I included a pic...It's a little hard to see, but on the curve of the S, there is this BIG BIRD NEST. Can you see it? I think it's pretty cool.

Anyways, that nest has been there a while, and it makes me happy seeing it. Makes birds seem so much smarter and cooler. Well, as you see in the picture, the sign was falling apart and some letters didn't light up and some were not even RED anymore (poor N). So yeah, they got around to fixing it. Except they didn't just FIX IT...THEY PUT IN COMPLETELY NEW LETTERS!

What about the birds?!?! I didn't think about it when I saw it in the morning, but sitting in traffic after school (traffic near Seneca SUCKS because the highway exits are right by the college, and lots of people get on buses...UGH!!), I thought "WHERE DO THE BIRDS GO?!"

I looked, and the new letters were a lot shallower, so a nest couldn't be rebuilt on the S...:( All I could think was POOR BIRDIES.

But then I realized that the nest was still there, and whoever put in the new letters had left the bottom part of the S, so that the nest could be supported. The new letters are more to the right of the building, so the nest didn't have to be moved at all. :) Thanks contractor guys + gals + Seneca. (Y) Y'all did a nice thing, leaving that nest there. Weeeee!