2 posts tagged “mari”

Ohhh, I am so not on when I shouldn't be. Because I fucking pwn you at ALL HOURS, bitch. >DDDD Ohhhh, no. Definitely not on at one AM on a school night. Heavens, no. (Why on earth would I do such a thing to myself? That's bad for your health, you know.)

I actually stayed up this late doing soemthing I should've done over the course of several days and should've focussed on earlier instead of RPing with Fuji, but c'mon, it's Fuji I couldn't say no. But no I decided to do it all tonight and make fucking crazy jumps in logic. ...it's also technically an extra credit project. Yes, I'm choosing to over achieve this year. SHOOT ME.

I shouldn't have spent this much time on it but...I mean, I don't watch The Closer for no reason. I love stuff like this - I love 'whodunnits'. But I want to get them right. (I work really hard on them.) I want to be like Brenda and been keen and clever and super!intelligent and bag the bad guys. (I'm not, so I have to settle for being moderately intelligent, and try and figure it out to the best of my ability when I have the time, and after the fact. It's a pity, really.)

As it is, I really should have spent this much time on it, because now it's going to be hell to get up tomorrow, and I have that fucking chemistry test in the morning and I haven't studied for it, and that's the only class I'm bordering on an actual B in, which pisses me off because that's the class I've been spending the most time on. GRAWR.

I hope Mari's there tomorrow, but we are so out of synch that I really don't know how much that'll affect. We really need to start communicating - I know she's good at doing these things on her own (really good, amazingly good) but I want to help. I'm a club officer...I want to be in on it too. And we need to talk about Club Week tomorrow. Like, really seriously. Like cut the anime short kind of serious. We're talking serious, bitch.

My braces aren't so awful. I'm getting a canker sore but that's because I'm an irresponsible bitch. <3

As it is, I don't think I'm going to get to go to the concert next Tuesday - the Ani Difranco one. I really, really wanted to go, but I promised Mom that my grades would be all As...and they're not. One A and the rest are high Bs. It really fucking sucks, but I didn't pull through like I said I would, so I don't think we're going.

I'm taking Patsy to Homecoming, Jahaila. I have the pass and I'm going to get it to her before you do, and then she'll have no choice but to come with me which is good because I'd want to be giving her the ride there anyway. In your face. >P

...and now, I'm going to wash my face and go to bed.

Fuck.

Now, I am aware that I consistently work very hard to get to these things at Kate's house and that I also consistently have good time, but leave extremely exhausted. Even being as emotional as I am, it's hard to go through a scale that wide in such brief intervals. There isn't much you get to bask in, at Kate's house - everything feels like rushed molasses, with too many places to go but not enough inertia to actually want to get there. It's not bad but it's just so exhausting.

I mean, the night itself was fun - if you really have to know, it was a 'movie night' that was pretty much a huge coverup so that Jahaila and Andy could try and hookup, which they can't ever do because Damaris has that twitchy 'no boys near any of my daughters' thing going on that I'm sure the divorce hasn't helped. It was fun; I mean, in a kind of 'well, if I had to die or be here, I'd rather be here, I guess' kind of way. It was me, Kate, Ben, Paige, Jahaila, and Scoopy from five to nine PM (because Mari and Andy never showed,) and we just hung out and learned uncomfortable things about each other, and then tried to laugh it off, which is what pretty much always happens.

We just talked, waiting for everyone to get there for a while; held Manindoorag (Kate's snake), watched Ben and Paige cuddle, laughed about inane things, listened to music. Jahaila kept trying to call Mari but she didn't have very good reception (no one did) and Mari didn't pick up, so that was pretty much the end of that.

After everyone had arrived (well, almost everyone) I got bored and started a game of Ten Fingers. (If you don't know what Ten Fingers is, it works like this: all the players get in a circle and put out both hands, spread eagled, so you can see all ten of their fingers - or maybe twelve if they're lucky, and seven if they aren't so lucky, and eight if they're being a smartass and not counting their thumbs. At any rate, after everyone is ready, and has their hands out where everyone can see them, somebody begins by saying "I have never --" and stating something [that probably has something to do with sex] that they have never done. Anyone who has done what that person has never done puts a finger down. It goes around in a circle until everyone puts all their fingers down. The goal is pretty much to topple the person who holds out the longest; you can pretty much scale from there if you do choose to play with sex questions. S/he who puts his fingers down the fastest is the naughtiest; s/he who puts them down last is the most innocent.) I like that game. It gets really funny really quickly, especially if you're as ridiculous or as horny as the majority fo my friends.

So, of course, Scott was the last one out (and that's only because we aimed really low and spouted off things about Dakota Fanning and getting caught masturbating.) Jahaila was second to last (surprising, but not if you really think about it) and Paige was the first (not surprising at all.) Kate went into negatives, but I think I did too (just to keep the game going long enough to get Scott out.)

After that we played a short game of Truth or Dare that got too uncomfortable and dull too quickly, so we all kind of just ended up breaking off into pairs, which pretty much means Scott and Kate got the couch, Paige and Ben got the bed and Jahaila and I just kind of putsed around, and eventually resorted to watching episodes of the Colbert Report on Kate's computer, which everyone thought was moderately funny. By this time, it was about 845, and my leave was anticipated at 900, so we decided to divide up Scott's (belated) birthday cake (a creation courtesy of Paige and Kate) and eat it. So we woke everybody up, put candles on it, sang, blew them out, and cut it. (One of the best cakes I've ever eaten in my life - I love Kate's passion for baking random pastries. She makes really good frosting.)

And then we sat down to watch a movie and - twenty minutes into it - Dad came to get me, and I got in the car so we could barrel down a two-hour-long stretch of highway to his house in San Francisco which is where I fell asleep and where I am now.

And I slept good. Honestly, I think I slept the best I have in a few months. I was just so tired, and it felt really, really good. Relaxing. Comforting. Like...I was really going to sleep, and it was all okay. I wouldn't have to wake up early in the morning, there wasn't anything I was forgetting to do. And the wind...oh the wind is so nice in San Francisco. Did you know that? It's so cool and nice and it flits over your face and through your window like a bird. It's dark and fleeting and always just cold enough to make you feel safe in a down comforter.

So just slept. I slept warm and I slept good and I slept long, and I felt so loved and warm, wrapped in blankets and wind and the nighttime. And even in the morning, when the sun gets hot and comes to rub up against you like some obnoxious, long-haired cat, it's alright because even if you can't get it to stop wanting your attention, or convince it to leave you alone, the wind still darts between the intervals, and crowds out discomfort.

I had odd dreams that made my stomach churn - one where Mari and Andy came, but Mari (while still being Mari) was short and blonde and built like a stick. That one was brief. But then, I had a very angry dream where my Japanese exchange student got kidnapped before she arrived, and so they sent a very small Korean girl who is in my math class to be my exchange student, and I tried to explain to Miko-sensei that they couldn't do that, and that I wanted Uebayashi-san to be my exchange student, but she said that there was nothing they could do because they could not find her. (Maybe I'm more nervous about this exchange student than I think...?)

I woke up slow, though, anyway, even though my dreams were bad, and I just lay there for a while, not quite asleep and not quite awake, but happy and at peace with myself. And, for the record, that means that part of nirvana has to be sleeping in late.