so, it's a leap year this year. one extra day. in february. so then there will be what, like 29 days? there are usually 28, do yeah, 29. that's just weird. why on earth do we have a month with only 28 (usually) days? couldn't we just hack off the one day at the end of some of the months that have 31 days? that would work so much better, instead of having some freak month. hmph. but leap years are necessary, so that's cool. is there ever some sort of celebration on february twenty ninth? seems like the kind of thing to party about. maybe if it's on a friday, saturday or sunday haha. otherwise, i guess it's just a day like any other. wow, logan, you were really close to being born at like the very end of february. were we born on a leap year? let's see... no, we were not. lucky you. that would suck being born on a leap year on the twenty ninth. you would only have a real birthday every four years. i mean, i'm sure you would celebrate it just on the twenty eighth or something, but it would be as real. although, every four years when you would get a real birthday would be awesome special. might even be worth it. maybe.
well, since i titled this so it's all about february, i may as well add in something about valentine's day. which i think is sort of a waste of time holiday. especially giving out valentines. like, in grade school, when you give them out to the whole class, even though you don't even care about any of them. and now, once you are older, what does it mean? it means giving out baby valentines to all your friends as a joke, and buying a gift for you significant other and i guess, spending a romantic day with them or whatever. still dumb, i think. but whatever haha. just my thoughts.
oh! i made a cool discovery. in the movie 'dead poets society', the main guy is in fact dr. wilson off of House. and i made that connection! i am actually pretty proud of myself for doing that. even though it's not like he looks very different, he looks pretty much exactly the same as he was in the movie on the tv show. but i'm still allowed to be proud. so there. ha.
anyway, i have better things to do.. haha just kidding. but i'll cut this off here anyway, that's enough pondering for today.
think hard
teagan
february; disaster month
kitchen appliances and a grilled cheese sandwich
okay, so we have this mustard in our fridge. well, first, i don't like mustard anyway, so it really doesn't change anything for me. but on the back of it, it says that it contains no calories. is that even really possible? i know water has no calories, but, well, it's water. but can mustard, a food, really have no calories at all? that's ridiculous! well, i thought it was, anyway. maybe i'll google it... or not. i have better things to do. like write this.
we are getting a new refrigerator and stove. which rules, because the ones we have right now are like, twenty million years old. and i just don't like twenty million year old kitchen appliances. wait, does a fridge and stove count as an appliance? i know stuff like blenders and toasters do, but fridges and stoves are so large... but they also plug in a do things, just the same. well, let's just say they are kitchen appliances, and anyone who doesn't agree can just suck it. so i am super excited for the new stuff to come in, because right now our fridge is so gross. and it's going to have a freezer on the bottom! how cool is that? actually, it may be kind of annoying, but my mother says "well, i am tall, and i don't like bending over for the stuff in the bottom of the fridge part". which makes sense, except that i am short and it works perfectly for me haha. but meh, i'll get used to it. the stove, my mother keeps saying something about a 'secret burner', and i really have no idea what that means. i'll just wait until we get it and she shows me, i guess. but it will be so awesome to have a new stove, because the one we have right now only has two working burners, and one of them is too tiny to use really. so if i need to make two things, i have to wait and turn and 20 minutes supper preparation into a 40 minute one. sucky.
hmm, not going to lie, all this stove talk and fridge talk is making me really hungry... or maybe it's just the fact that i haven't eaten yet since i got up. which is not so bad, considering i only really got up about a half hour ago. you know, i haven't had a grilled cheese sandwich in the longest time. and i used to eat them like, 24/7. maybe i'll have one of those. but there's so much to do when you make those... like buttering the bread, then cooking it... and yeah, that's about it haha. but the buttering is such a waste of time. and while you cook it, you really can't do anything else but wait there standing by it, waiting and waiting for it to cook so you can flip it. otherwise, i always forget about it and it burns. and burnt grilled cheese sandwiches are just terrible. especially when you've been really excited for it, like i am getting right now. well, i think i'll go make that now. or soon anyway. soon enough to stop writing this now haha. not sure when you'll hear from me next, but i will try to write more often!
keep snazzy
teagan
a change of mind and a continuation.
maybe i'll go for a bit longer, on the other hand.
mmm, my kraft dinner story. so, we had kraft dinner for supper, and cold, leftover kraft dinner is just as good as hot fresh stuff. so there was a bowl of it sitting there, waiting for me, because i wouldn't let my mom feed it to the dog, because i wanted it. anyway, i was drying dishes for my mother, and i went to pull out a glass from a shelf and put it on the shelf above it, but the glass caught another glass and pushed it off the shelf. the glass sort of bounced off me, hit the counter, rolled at the bowl and knocked it face down on the floor, ruining all the kraft dinner inside of it. the glass didn't even break, somehow, and i was so mad. surprisingly, or maybe not, i was mainly just mad at my dog, who i called a 'stupid witch dog'. i'm positive it was her influence that made that happen.
another computering thing that takes up my time is minesweeper. currently, i am very happy with my scores, which are as follows:
beginner: 5
intermediate: 28
expert: 85 [seconds]
those are pretty good. it's been a while since i've beaten my expert score, which is really all i care about, so i think i'm due for a new record soon. keep your fingers crossed anyway. after i set that one i almost broke my keyboard i was so enthusiastic saving my name as the high score. i was super scared my mom/dad (who were in the room) would yell at me because i literally just SLAMMED my hand down on it, but i kept apologizing and they were surprisingly cool about it. i was on JK Rowling [author of HP (Harry Potter) books] 's official fan site, and she had written on the site that when she was writing the books, and needed a break, she used to smoke. but then she gave up smoking and needed something else to do. so, she turned to... minesweeper. which is cool, because i totally do the same thing. sometimes, i need to take a break from facebook. i'm probably the only person ever who gets stressed from going on facebook. just, people messaging me and i have to write such lengthy replies... anyway, that's not the point haha. so, JKR was saying how her best time was like, 98 [on expert] and she said that was 'really good' and i was just laughing, like, i'm better than her! i was proud of myself. i love minesweeper so much. i actually quit playing it for a while there, but then i started talking to joel hart, bless him, who got me back on it. and now i just play and play.
hmm, exams are coming up and i'm almost starting to get worried. i can't see how i'll do bad on either of them (math and english). but still... it's just sort of scary i guess. being in high school just makes me think of junior high and how teachers insisted that high school teacher WOULD NOT ever even think of trying to help us pass or caring about our grades. which could not be less true. there are so many tutoring programs, studying help, extra everything, it's insane. i want to go back to the junior high at the end of the year and tell all the kids how stupid the teachers there are being. we all knew that anyway, except for a few dumb kids going "oh snap, looks like i better smarten up then" and there's the teacher thinking he's such a genius. that makes me mad. although i do agree it is certainly different from junior high, it's nothing for the stupid teachers to stress about and freak out all the kids over. stupid people.
well, if this gets much longer it will turn into a novel, so i guess i'll cut it here. i'll see how much i feel like writing in the future, i wonder if logan even checks these anymore? probably just gave up on me, i would have. if not, i'm glad i guess haha. post some other time then, and rant about something new.
teagan
the month of december doesn't exist, i swear!
yes, i did not, in fact, publish anything in the entire month of december. i really just don't understand how people can find the time to write one of these every single day! i always forget, and even if i remember it's like, wow, i have nothing to say. so, today, tonight haha, i will try to make a nice long one with lots to read and lots to ponder over.
so. the main thing that takes up my computering time right now is facebook. i am currently really into this 'hot or not' application. it's odd how something where you just sit there and rate people's photos from 1-10, depending on how 'hot' they are. really, it's pretty much just the pretty girls being told they are pretty, the girls who thought they were pretty but according to the rest of the facebook community, are not, get a nice big slap in the face [that's what happened to me!], and the ugly girls are just reminded of their crappy genes and wish even harder for that reconstructive face surgery their parents promised them for their sixteenth birthday. and the guys that i get to rate? hardly any of them are above a five in my books. maybe that's because i judge on what their personality looks like it might be. for instance: a guy lifting up his shirt at a mirror and holding the camera up, which means that he did in fact take the photo of himself to show off his 'hot body', would really only get maybe a three from me, because he looks like... well, like a cocky bastard. and who likes a cocky bastard? a few stupid twelve year old girls and nobody. that's who. so i put this photo of myself on there, and i am in a cute hoodie on the swings, smiling like i always do. when i checked my ratings, i had a five point something. i was pretty much crushed. so then i went and found a different picture, one of my and holly, because i thought that maybe some people would rate holly instead of me by accident and i'd get higher. cheap trick, i know, but i was desperate for a compliment, particularly after the self-esteem draining evening i had yesterday. so now my score is a 7.4, last i checked. which is really not that bad. but [my friend] jessica's is a 9 point something, and i don't think i am any worse looking than her. but hers is black and white, and she's not smiling, she's making a sexy face. and all this goes to show just what people on facebook (mainly creepers, loser, and the odd normie) are basing their ratings on. the faces you make and how much it reminds you of porn.
i guess i really just had a lot to say on that subject. not that you probably had anything better to do with your time than read my thoughts on a facebook application. today, i was very excited to find my nintendo DS charger, which i have actually been searching for for quite some time now. and the worst part is that it was where it's always been kept. that just makes me annoyed. but at least now i can play it. which reminds me. i was playing my mario game, and i spent like 10 minutes getting this star, then i got it out of the air, missed the ground by like, nothing, and died. i literally sat there for a while before acting. i was so mad.
well, my brother is now home, and i don't want him to be all, "what is this" about my blog, so i'll cut it off here. i was going to make it longer, but life happens, sorry. oh, i was going to tell me cup-falling kraft dinner story! maybe another day, perhaps.
teagan