There goes my social life! And you probably don't care!

The reasoning behind the title: I have just (probably) lost my only friend. My best friend.
How I screwed up: She said I could (maybe) come over to her house. I took that as a promise. Since I seemingly forgot all the times that happened before. But this time, I got a little over-excited about it. I kept calling her and facebooking her. I was angry, and she got even angrier right back.

And that is how I (probably!!)(but more like ACTUALLY!!!) lost my best(and only!!) friend.

So, there goes my social life!

Second part of title: Every reader except my mom won't give a **** about this. Oh, and Mom, I didn't actually type any word before the stars. I just put that there to suggest a word. Not replace a word.

Anyway. To all my non-Mom readers (of which there probably aren't any), go on with your lives! Ignore my troubles! I don't need your pity! I am a strong, independent person!
Well, I'm still working on the last part.

To you, Mom, I say this: Watch out! I may want to hang out with you more often now that I've lost Ash!

*Oh, and: I (kinda) deserve this treatment from Ash. I'm way too clingy! And she has had to deal with my over-emotional nature for far too long now! Looking back, I'm surprised she didn't ditch me before for better friends! 'Cause there are people who don't cling to her like a pool floatie whenever their mommy yells at them! They respect her! I, though I hate to admit it, used her! Poor Ash. She made a good decision in ditching me. I don't expect a Christmas present. If she does forgive me, then that means that she's probably mentally unstable!(NOT true!!!! Kidding!!!)*

So, to wrap it up: I have no social life. I'm way too clingy on my (ex)friends. Luckily, I have counseling once a week!

Bye,
RJ
*Oh, and I will never contemplate suicide!! Death is scary!!!*

Yeah, BYE!!!
-RJ

The Hilarity... It's SO Painful!!!!!

If you're wondering what's up with the title, it's because lately I've been looking at the most hilarious site ever. It's called Damn You Auto Correct! and it's so funny. I read it yesterday, and I'm currently reading it. Well, not right this second as in when I'm typing this, but probably when you read this, I will be reading DYAC. That's the abbreviation for Damn You Auto Correct! Anyway, the title refers to the pain I feel while laughing. It hurts to laugh! I'm still sore from yesterday!
Yeah. That's pretty much it!
Bye,
RJ

A Post Full of Whimsy!

Okay, as you have not yet noticed since at the time I am writing this post it has not yet happened, I have decorated the blog for Christmas! I kinda want to do a Christmas-themed string of posts, but I'd probably forget. Anyway. Today, I have made paper snowflakes!! And, sadly, I am sick. Just a cold, though, so don't worry! Anyway, I say anyway way too much! Oh, and my birds are loud. I can't think of anything else to blog about.
Bye!
RJ

I refuse to take dinner with my show!

Tonight is the night of the first band CONCERT of the year. The first PERFORMANCE was like two months ago. So, what's with the title, you ask?

The title of the concert is Dinner and a Show. There's a music-boosters pork-chop dinner that I NEVER attend before the concert. The jazz band plays at that.

After the dinner is the band warm-up time. Both Jr. High and High school bands are playing tonight.

This is a really awesome thing in my perspective. Not as good as Contest, which is in March. But still, it's a big thing for the bandy-pantses! A Christmas concert!

Okay. A rundown of the schedule for ya now.

5:30-6:30: Dinner with Jazz Bands
6:30-7:00: Warm-up and last-minute-practice
7:00: Concert starts
CHORUSES
First- 6th grade chorus
Next-Seventh and Eighth grade chorus
Then-High School regular choir
Last- Madrigal Choir
BANDY-PANTSES
First- Jr. High Band
Then- High School Band
Last- The Bands band together to perform... The Nutcracker Suite!!

I am, of course, in the Jr. High band. So I perform with them. Duh.

Anyway, as of right now, I have two hours- no, one hour and fifty-three minutes- to prepare for the concert.

Happy web-surfing!
RJ

Genealogical Fun!

Today's schedule:
Wake up
Get ready for school
Get to school at 8:11 (one minute late)
Wander around on Hoagie-bread's orders (IE, getting a butt-load of books)
Go to tiny, New-Hampshire-esque room to sit for 5 hours.

Anyone who is anyone in junior high will be saying to themselves right now: WAIT! Who's Hoagie-bread?
Answer: My principal. Who my mom, the author of There's Gotta be More than This, un-affectionately calls Douchenozzle.
And why a butt-load of books and the New-Hampshire-esque room?
Answer: I had an in-school suspension today! Fun, fun, and more fun. NOT!!
That's what you get when you don't do your science project! (said in sickly-sweet, Professor-Umbridge-esque voice)

Yesterday:
After band, but before lunch, Hoagie-bread beckoned me to the office and told me about my suspension. That's how I found out.

Oh, and the New-Hampshire-esque part is because the room is shaped kinda like New Hampshire. Yeah, go find a map and take a look at it! That's a bit what the room looks like.

Fast forward to like 9:45 this morning. I'm sittin' in the room, havin' tons of un-fun, hopin' it'll get funner. Yes, funner. Tom says it's a word, so why can't it be?

Anyway. Hoagie-bread, who will forever on in this post be called HB, like the pencil, had said earlier that I could go home to get- I mean look for- my CPD packet. CPD's are chapter summaries used for book reports. So, I needed info for my reading project, which is a family tree due about a month ago, and I thought I could ask Mom. So, I had HB call up Mom, got my huge coat and walked home. Sadly, I couldn't find the CPD packet. But I did get info for my family tree!

Back to Room Hampshire. I need more info for my tree, so I text Mom. A big no-no, but I'm all aloney-on-my-owney in a teeny-weeny room. Why the hell not text Mom?

By the end of the suspension, I had ninety-five peoples' names down for the tree.

After a doctor's appointment, I continued work on my magnificent(ly screwed-up and huge) family tree. I taped two pieces of cardboard together and scratched out some guide-lines, then filled in the ninety-five names I had SO FAR. Afterward, Mom gave me more to put down. I added about thirty-six, giving me a grand-total of ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-ONE freaking people on my family tree! There are quite a few more left un-added, too, including three of my classmates. My family is screwed up.

Oh, and, this project gave me an interest in genealogy, which I have learned to spell correctly! Yay! But I doubt that Ancestry.com will accept one person having three parents. That's like some weird sci-fi novel waiting to happen. Oh, and the fact that I have no legal father! The law recognizes me as a sperm-donor baby!

Cool Facts!!

I have as many half-siblings as my biological father. Three
I am, in a very screwed up way that includes marriage, cousins' father's sisters, and so much more screwiness, related to a classmate whose father worked with my uncle. They're both tattoo-artists!
I am related, through the same side of the family as before, related to another classmate who I used to be best friends with. In preschool.
I am also related to a third classmate. But not through the same side of the family! This time it's through a great-great aunt's marriage and grand-kids.
My uncle is dating his daughter-in-law, whose husband left her for her sister.
I just learned how to spell screwiness!
I have over 50 cousins.
If I had REALLY wanted to confuse my reading teacher, who I shall call 7up as a play on her last name, I could have included those three classmates AND my grandma's biological parents! 'Cause she was adopted.

7up is gonna be really surprised when she sees my family tree. I titled it: "My Large (and fairly messed-up) Family Tree (with 131 people) By RJ, 5th hour Reading

I included my last name, but for my own protection, I didn't include it. Tee hee!

As my BFF Ash would say, UNDERWEAR!
-RJ

Hello People!

I know I haven't posted in a while, sorry about that. I've just been busy!

My recent life.

I went back to school.

I'm back to being the tuba player.

I'm too wimpy to carry the sousaphone, and the actual tuba in any kind of marching.

The band teacher has no idea what to do.

Wow, I'm just that awesome.

Not really.

My birds are being excessively loud and I fed them less than fifteen minutes ago.

My life is kinda boring. I wish the birds would be quieter 'cause my fingers hurt from smacking the desk every time they start squawking.

Okay. About the whole tuba deal. I have no idea how I'm gonna march in the football game Friday after next if I can't carry any of the three tubas at school. I guess I'll have to bring the small tuba, which is currently in my parents' bedroom, to school to try and see if I can carry that one while marching. If I can't, well, I'm screwed. If it comes down to that, I get temporarily demoted to the suckish status of baritone player. Just for one night, though! Then I'm back up to tuba until I start high school next year! After that, I don't know.

Ooh, another interesting band thing in the near future. IMEA, the Illinois Music Educators' Association, has a festival every November, and in October there are auditions, and I have made the choice to audition! But only because of the small number of other tuba players who audition. Ten is the usual number of auditioners, but six to eight get picked. It's not that much of a challenge, people! I mean, it is, but still, I only have to really beat out two to four other people! The auditions are next week, the fifteenth. (I know I haven't told you yet, mom, but now you know!)

I have three parakeets now! The new one is green and I named him Archimedes. Fibonacci, Wycliffe, and Archimedes like to squawk a lot.

My brothers and mom are arguing. Not a rare thing here, with a one year old and a three year old and Mom trying to translate between them. Tommy is fake-crying and ignoring Mom. Danny is playing with a train or something.

Nothing much happened yesterday.

I'm bored. You probably are too. I guess I'll go now, especially since I need something to eat.

Bye,
RJ

Well, the general consensus is... I've been reading too many LEGO webcomics!!!

Okay, as you can tell from the title of this post, I've gotten into the whole LEGO webcomic thing. And, you can also see, I've been reading them too much!! So much, in fact, that I'm starting to see my life as a webcomic. Who would make MY life into a webcomic?!
The reason for this is that I've been reading the "Brick House" webcomic, also called "Reasonably Clever". In that comic, there is no plot and the characters say hilariously weird things that just make you laugh even though they're just plain moronic. I say things like that all the time. Well, all the time within the past, like, month. Sooo, well, the general consensus is... I've been reading too many LEGO webcomics!!! So now I think I'm in a webcomic! Urgh, just thinking about what Mom'll say in response to this makes me want to, well, I don't know, finish my bottle of Mountain Dew? I think I will...

*the rest of my Mountain Dew later*

Ugh... too much fizzy nausea... This is why I prefer flattened pop...

Okay, now that I've finished my Mountain Dew, I'll be able to stay up ultra-late tonight and maybe get to sneak out to the living room and use the computer!! *evil laugh*

Some advice: DON'T USE BAD PUNS!!!!!

That was your ITTBM advice for this post!!! There might just be more in this post too if I think of any...

An interesting fact: Mountain Dew doesn't affect how tired my mind feels (lately, the caffeine has only been affecting my body, so when I'm mentally tired, I'm physically wide-awake. Ugh...)

And, finally, my latest food craving!!! No, I'm not pregnant!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, I currently want: A BAGEL!!! Maybe Mom'll make a bagel for me.

She said no for right now, but possibly later. :)

Ugh, need something to type about.

My mom got a new steam mop!!!
MEHP(game show wrong answer buzzer. Don't know how it's actually spelled, so I made up my own spelling!!)

How about... I still haven't gotten my bagel!!!!! That reminds me, I only just got the idea to give you...

LIIINK TIIIIIIME!!!!!!!!!(notice how I used the extra I's? Crafty, right?)

Hypoglycemia.

..........

Well, can't think of anything else to type at you about...

Bye,
RJ