In general today it has been one of the most disgusting, and horrid day... no not because something has gone wrong with people but merely the fact of the SNOW / RAIN which = SLUSH. Yes.... every single bus system was canceled which means snow day... in may and that is by far the weirdest thing that I have ever actually seen in a long long time.

Wouldn't it be assumed that if the bus systems have been cancelled, schools have been shut down due to roofs collapsing, electrical shutdowns and basically all hell letting loose you would think the highschool would send their students home so that hey.. we wont get sick going home or coming to school... but no.. of course not... they don't. So here I am... fourth period... writing in this and wondering why I bothered coming to school. Oh wait.. I do know why my stepfather forced me to go... not my mother... but that fool of a step who barely could get out of the driveway.... go him -_0;

Yesterday was one hell of a day... it started out with just snow and then it rained... which was rather odd but thats not the main reason for this paragraph. No this one shall be focused on our musical production of Annie. Alright so in second period... we get the announcment that the bus students shall be sent home so that they would be able to make it out. We all groaned because right after they said 'Annie rehearsal is still on cast members. Meet in the school gym at lunch' So we were... 'Most of us are bus students' but we all ended up going which was fine. After an hour of practising the announcment comes on to say 'The school is being shut down because the highways are closing down because of the weather' and the looks of disbelief on most of the faces here was funny.... they thought we were going to have to call our parents and go home... well they were hoping for it. To their disappointment we all had to stay and have an enjoyable 10 hour or so practise... the first time around was a general practise and the second one was with nicole/mics/costumes&makeup which made it a full rehearsal. We did really really good doing it in around 2 and a half hours... or was it three.... i'm not too sure but it's better than our  usual 'five' hour ones. ^_^ at around 10:00 to 10:30 we went home exhausted fully expecting to not come to school the next day and when we woke up... we all listened closely to our radios and found out that Hey! time to go to school.

I'm hoping that our production will be able to go on tomorrow even if it means early night tonight so we will have enough energy to do anything. So to all those in the production... good bloddy luck.

                    DREAMS

by Edgar Allan Poe
(1827)

Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream!
My spirit not awakening, till the beam
Of an Eternity should bring the morrow.
Yes! tho' that long dream were of hopeless sorrow,
'Twere better than the cold reality
Of waking life, to him whose heart must be,
And hath been still, upon the lovely earth,
A chaos of deep passion, from his birth.
But should it be- that dream eternally
Continuing- as dreams have been to me
In my young boyhood- should it thus be given,
'Twere folly still to hope for higher Heaven.
For I have revell'd, when the sun was bright
I' the summer sky, in dreams of living light
And loveliness,- have left my very heart
In climes of my imagining, apart
From mine own home, with beings that have been
Of mine own thought- what more could I have seen?
'Twas once- and only once- and the wild hour
From my remembrance shall not pass- some power
Or spell had bound me- 'twas the chilly wind
Came o'er me in the night, and left behind
Its image on my spirit- or the moon
Shone on my slumbers in her lofty noon
Too coldly- or the stars- howe'er it was
That dream was as that night-wind- let it pass.

I have been happy, tho' in a dream.
I have been happy- and I love the theme:
Dreams! in their vivid coloring of life,
As in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife
Of semblance with reality, which brings
To the delirious eye, more lovely things
Of Paradise and Love- and all our own!
Than young Hope in his sunniest hour hath known.

-- THE END --

I hope you all like the poem and the picture... if the picture decides to work *glare glare*

*looks around the room*  Well well, I suppose tis time to update some of the things... *chuckles* although I only got this yesterday. Well today was very entertaining. I did absolutely nothing... well I learned stuff and all that crap but basically nothing.

Today seemed like it would never end and I basically just wanted to smack someone upside the head... you ever get that feeling? Well, I always get that kind of feeling... perhaps I should show you a couple of meh quiz results on *am I a physco* or something like that

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid:	High
Schizoid:	High
Schizotypal:	Moderate
Antisocial:	Moderate
Borderline:	Moderate
Histrionic:	Moderate
Narcissistic:	Moderate
Avoidant:	High
Dependent:	Low
Obsessive-Compulsive:	High

So yeah... thats my results... pretty damn bad considering most of my friends are all low low low on each one of those and heres me HIGH moderate high high low high. *sigh* stupid me... *wanders off*

Xanga

Hey this will be my first post via Xanga... and well I suppose it should say something interesting about anything but in truth I can't find anything to talk about... well I could talk about me.. but I won't for I am BORING! well... i'm not but i can be occasionally... hmmm I HATE MRS.BOLLOCH!

Ahh I feel better now weeeeeee chat wit ya'll lata

Zarrajin¿€