Just sayin'....

....but if you play guitar, bass, or drums, you should let me know.

Weber, Joe, Omar, Marcos, Edward, Chris Tett, Chris Best, etc, etc, if any of you ever read this, YOU DON'T COUNT. D: I already know you play whatever you play. So nyeh.

That is all.

I am NOT crazy.

Not yet, anyway.

But the way some people seem to NOT be listening to me when I'm trying to tell them something makes me think that maybe, hey, I'm only imagining that I said anything at all.

Except that other people know I said something, so I'm not crazy. Unless they are, too. And we're hallucinating the same thing. That's not very likely, is it?

First time was yesterday when this City kid in marching band was talking about Forest Hills Central while they were warming up for the game. Y'know how football players sometimes do that little jog-around-their-half-of-the-field thing so they can sloooowly get warmed up and not hurt themselves? Well, obviously Micah (the kid) has never seen this done and started complaining about how STUPID and SLOW they were. I got a little upset and (oops) 'sploded a tad. I turned around and almost-screamed at him about how they're getting ready for the game and just to shut up. As skinny as the kid is, I doubt he could do any better. That "stronger than you'll ever be" shizz he was pulling on Union-Kevin is hard to believe. I bet I could still kick his butt. Anywho, he just continued calling it stupid like I hadn't said anything ad ignored me. I dunno if it's because he couldn't understand me (I get really fast and high-pitched when I'm upset sometimes... xD) or because he thought I was yelling at someone else. But yeah. I buried my face in TrevTrev's shoulder and asked him if I'd just imagined it in my head. He said I hadn't. I wanted to punch Micah in the face a little bit. But I think Weber would be upset if I did that. And that would be bad.

Second time was today during the REC soccer game (which, sadly, we lost; but we got the first goal with only one sub against their four-subs-and-switching-every-five-minutes, so, eh, whatever) and I was trying to get the defense line to move up 'cause I'm sweeper most of the time and sort of in charge of it a little bit. Or at least I get to yell at them to move. But, yeah, Coach was trying to get me to get them to move, so I was yelling at 'em, and they were just standing there, not even a foot apart from each other, maybe talking, I dunno. They were girls, of course (reason numero uno I like to be around guys more e________e) and I ended up screaming a little at them, too (oops). I think they don't like me much anymore. xD But that's okay. I don't like them much most days, either.

Playing soccer is soooo much fun. I think I might actually try and STAY on the Ottawa team this year since I'm going to be old to play for the REC team after my birthday. *tear* I'm terrified that if I do, though, I'll kill myself with all the crap. xD Maybe it's better that we have semesters again. Then I have less to worry about a little bit, what with only having one switch of classes! And I won't have exams nearish the start of soccer, either. So maybe it would be okay.

And I think I've got serious shin splints. It hurt to just be standing after the game today. xD Gym + soccer + stairs = BAD. So, so bad. But that's okay. It just means I'll get stronger!

....right?

Bright side: I haven't torn my ACL. :D ...yet. That stupid red shirt guy probably came close last week. ;___;

But tomorrow I'm walkin' around Artprize with my dad and Megan! Woot! :DDDD

OH! And I made a playlist to listen to when I'm doin' Novanet or something and I picked all songs from the last five years or so! I'm so proud of myself. ♥

(There, Katherine, I copied and pasted. I still like doing less than three better.)

I had a coolish blog post planned out.

Or at least it seemed coolish in my head. It was gonna be about how I JUST REALIZED last night what I've been missing since the end of the school year (other than people that have graduated and the non-hub system): The singing thing! And people knowing me in the hall because of it and telling me I did a good job! Or a great job! Or that I was awesome! I really, really miss that!

So, yeah, I was going to write about that...but then Andrew said he wanted me to sing, so now I just have to find guitarists, bassists, drummers. And I don't know any. xD Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.

Uhhhh. That's kind of it. I just wanted to write SOMEWHERE other than the Faceybook that I found it funny that I was thinking about it last night/this morning and then POOF! College kids suck and I want you to sing. xD

Oh! I FINALLY NOTICED THAT STATS BUTTON! AND CLICKED IT! And somehow I have gotten fourteen page views from India this week. And two from a DSi. Hmmmmm, wonder who that could be? ;P

I'm actually really excited that my page has been stumbled upon by people that aren't American. :'D Even if it was a glance-and-take-off sort of thing.

*crawls into hole*

Yeah, I dunno. I...I just don't feel like dealing with people right now.

Maybe it's because I'm really tired. Or 'cause GRCC--er, Grand Rapids Catholic Central, that is--has been a total asfjaksflakjdh to deal with lately. Or maybe people'll are just stupid.

I...dunno. Maybe it's 'cause I'm being stupid about somebody gettin' somewhere without me. Or because I don't see as much as I would like of somebody. Or because I'm just really confused about having the same urge to see someone even though I feel differently about them. ....ehhhehhhehehhehehehh. Things is so confusing.

Or maybe it's because I'm confused about wanting to be social and not wanting to be social and...ehhhhhhh. It's really freaking confusing!

I think some seniors should come visit. Like, uber soon. This might seem slightly random, I guess, but...it really isn't. At all.

Things is so confusing.

But apparently my blog is brilliant? Or whatever word it was that Lucy used? Thanks, Luce. Made me feel special.

Short lil letters....

....to things/people that were on my mind for a little bit today!

Dear Stupid Red-Shirted Soccer Player,

You stepped on my foot with your uber tallness that probably weighs more than I do despite you being thin and twisted my leg so my knee hurts (no pops and it doesn't hurt like a;jfa;dkjhhaksdj right now so I'm hoping nothing is damaged like Nikki or ma mere). You also shoved one of our players and didn't get called on it. I dislike you and suspect that you were a part of the scary aggressive purple team in the spring. D:< (Megan's realization, actually, but it makes sense.) We also beat your team, which is made up of basically ALLLLL the good people that play with this silly RECness, 5-1. So ha.

No hard feelings, I hope.

Jenna

Dear Social Niceties (and I guess Skype if you have a webcam),

Screw you. You get in the way of punching people we don't like in the mouth when we see them (borrowed words, hope the original author doesn't mind ;P). I would say people we hate....but hate's for Nazis. (Yes, my hypocrisy--is that the write word? Google says yes, but it sounds so wrooooong--IS showing. Thanks for pointing it out.) But, also, thanks for being there, Niceties, because otherwise I think I probably wouldn't be as nice to people as I am. xD

Hope you're well and not sucking at immunity like everyone else seems to be!

Jenna

More about zee REC soccer game today: I HAD A BREAKAWAY IN THE GAME WHERE I HAD THE BALL AND ALL THIS EMPTY SPACE BETWEEN ME AND THE GOALIE AND I WAS ALL "WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE RUUUUUUN!" but 'cause I'm like a cheetah in the way that I run out of energy quickly, I failed to make it to the goal. xD Geeeeeeeez I'm so lame. AND I HAD TWO SHOTS ON GOAL! Only one was "wheeeee let's be two feet to the right of the net~" and the other had a red player in the way of it. xD I'm so bad at forward sometimes it's ridiculous.

"Darling, I don't know how to tell you this, but... there's a Chinese family in our bathroom."

Funny things I noticed today:

I'm still loved after a slight mutinous turn? Weird. What makes me so special, I wonder?

The school computers load Youtube videos faster than ANY of our computers at home do. Is this irony? I can never tell. D:

Once awkward crap's outta the way, it's much easier to talk to somebody. x3

I absolutely ADORE the movie (500) Days of Summer, which is where our title comes from today!Zooey's adorable. *hearthere'causebloggersucks*

Earth (the thing that lets us check our grades) decided to let me have Mrs. William's email AFTER I'd already printed out my poem. wtf. xD

Alto is really, really easy to play. :'D

The "marching band" is rather small. Much smaller than I originally realized, I think. o___O

Tom's friend's quote is right: The best way to get over a person (in the quote lady, usually in my case a dude) is to turn them into literature! Worked well with my piece for the GVSU publication.

I almost watched Shane Dawson in third hour today. ^_____^;; But I listened to Well Thought Out Twinkles instead. 'Cause I love that song.

The original idea that made me want to write this is long forgotten. Which is actually sorta sad.

Uh. City kids are pansies. :D Yes, that's really funny. 'Cause none of 'em wanna march.

A kid in marching band tried to get my sister to drop the f-bomb. Pfffffft.

AND NOW IT'S REALLY TIME FOR PRISONER OF AZKABAN! OR SLEEP! OR SOMETHING!

Loooooove you all~~~

"Don't open the door!"

(Note: This was originally written in gym because I have it right after lunch and I was nooooot a happy camper after some idiocy that occurred then . ^^ And I ended up agreeing with the girl that wanted to grow up to be a hooker! Holy shizz! Weird day!)

Hard to believe that about a year ago we all more or less got along, isn't it? If you had said that things would deteriorate to this point a year ago, I wouldn't have believed you. If you'd said it about February, well, yeah, it would be a little less unbelievable. But really? How can people that used to be such good friends (or what seemed like good friends) suddenly dislike each other so much? Things like this make me scared for the relationships I hold near and dear now. Will Jade and I end up hating each other? Will I do something to piss off Andrew and screw that up forever? Will things get too panic-inducing with Brian that I'll stop talking to him at all? Will I do something stupid and permanently disappoint Kate? Will I hurt Megan in a such a way that she won't be able to forgive me for? Will I be too needy for Anna to handle? I really, really hope not, but what if it does happen? It's possible, isn't it? If that happy picture from WMCAT can be torn to pieces, than why not the relationships I have with the people I adore?

...um. I think I wanna be angry now instead of near tears. That okay? Cool.

The immaturity of that exclamation astounds me. It reminds me of last school year when Sharron didn't want Brittany to be in one little room off of the HUUUUUUGE band room because of some stupid drama fiasco between Britt and Dan (generally a bad break up). Sharron didn't want her there because she didn't like her. Didn't think she should have to be in the same room as someone she didn't like, so she wanted Brittany out, even if she was trying to help Nikki. I got frustrated with her and yelled at her, half crying because I was so angry. It's just really immature to not be able to share a space with someone you don't like. Even more immature to try and lock them out at lunch. This "don't open the door! No one open the door!" stuff is just ridiculous. I know we're high schoolers, but geez. I'd rather you guys cussed each other out than deal with this little kid crap.

And whoever took Anna's pen should give it back if they still have it. I mean, you tried to lock them out. It's the least you could do, right?

Oh, but wait. You're immature. So you won't give it back. Nevermind.