Drollosity

Loitering is my new favorite hobby

2006-09-01T15:45:00.000-05:00

so, here i am in madison, and because i am super cool i am sitting in my dorm listening to daft punk. alone. the door is open though, which is key. when we're bored (and even when we're not), mary and i go to the other floors and introduce ourselves to anyone with an open door. people are really inviting and we happened upon some guys watching episodes of british "the office" the other day! but we're also really chatty and have to constantly remind ourselves to leave, because, you know, guitar hero is like way more interesting than we could ever be.

classes actually start on tuesday. i changed my schedule yet again (i know, i'm obsessive), but this time it was for a real reason. the day i was planning to come home for surgeon/orthodontist appts didn't work out for them at all so now i'm in a 9am honors chemistry class. what was i thinking; i'm terrible at chemistry! but now i end at 11am fridays and that's when i'm going home to see my friends who've already received several degrees. they also have trashy magazines in their waiting rooms. those are great.

i can't wait until chem labs start, because then i will have an endless supply of kimwipes. kimwipes are fantastic lint-free single-ply tissues that are always in scientists' lairs. very fun. very handy. because then i will NEVER have smudges on the screen of my laptop. they will be cleared away seconds after they are spotted. such is the magic of the kimwipe.

i've seen quite a few of the nicolet kids, besides the hundred that live in chadbourne with me. nothing exciting, except for when i spotted jake lustig and he totally looked at me but then looked away as if he didn't remember me. granted, i only took comprog with him (and that was junior year) but seriously, we saw each other around. i doubt i look that different. really.

i've also spotted some people with whom i went to like elementary or middle school. i think i caught a few double-takes (this is me being self-centered, actually). one boy standing next to me at a crosswalk was someone i never took to be a "smart kid" who could get into madison and i was "?!"ing all over the place.

i'm pondering making the trek to the lakeshore dorms because i know a lot of people out there. it's just so far.... boy am i glad i live in the middle of campus. all my classes are awfully close to my new home. the construction that sometimes wakes us up at 5:45 in the morning and the sirens of the ambulances that careen past on their way to university hospital are the only moderately annoying parts of my situation - for now at least. in short, madison is cool, dudes.

also, the wind just blew through the screen of the open window and told my door to shut itself.

Do you think it means anything if Usher's "My Way" is seriously stuck in my head?

2006-08-27T22:04:00.000-05:00

well.

it certainly has been a while.

i'm not even going to go look at the last update because the date stamped on it is just going to disappoint me. i can barely remember what i've done since then. now i'm going to chatter a bit and those of you who are reading this on facebook (technology, woo) are going to decide that you actually cannot stand me at all.

i move into chadbourne on wednesday. i actually moved most of my stuff in today (when mary moved in), which makes it seem more "real", i guess. everything that isn't a clothing item, a bag, a watch, or a shoe, is sitting in room 505 a few miles away. it isn't even that much stuff - that's what's odd! like, can i really live with just some clothes and a few granola bars and my computer? it certainly seems that way. we'll see.

i can eat now. it's a very odd sensation, this chewing with the correct molars thing. and biting! wow. fascinating. what's odd now is that i'm always hungry; i can't tell if it's more a "oh i can eat now so let me just eat" thing or if i'm actually more hungry than i ever was while on the liquid diet. i'm assuming it's the former, but assuming is not at all good for one's health. as is what i've been doing for the week and a half, i imagine (binge? binge? no purge in sight? heim taught me well back in freshman health).

i'm doing the "goodbye" thing that it seems i'm obliged to do. i spotted some local color around town (joey kahl at walgreens! he's six feet tall!) and suddenly started going out of my way to meet up with kids i knew in high school that are, well, still in high school. here's a particularly funny exchange.

(shana and joey chat; joey's cousin sees them and comes over to see what all the fuss is about)
joey's cousin: "oh hey do you know joe from school?"
me: "i went to high school with him, but now i go to madison."
cousin: "why?"
joey: "...she graduated?"

well, i thought it was hilarious but i guess you're the one who just wrinkled your nose at my sense of humor.

i wish this were more chatty and informative so i could say "this sucks because it's chatty and informative". i still feel like it is shooting vibes of weirdness at me from my glossy laptop screen but that in itself is weird.

I'd never seen anyone look so blatantly French before

2006-07-27T21:04:00.000-05:00

so today i went to see Phoenix at the rave. they're a french band but they sing in english so they trick americans into thinking they're anything but french. cari skelton (a wonderful person, really, and she lives down the street in what is chip's old house!) got the tickets to this "invite only" show, but it was 18+ so she, sadly, could not attend. i'm glad she thought to give the tickets to me because i had a great time.

the first opener was The Etiquette. i'd never heard of them, but they were loud and fun. their guitarist was so fun to watch. he moved like crazy, like super enthusiastic band members tend to do. during phoenix, he came and danced sort of near where i was. it was wild, just like his jumping/motioning/guitarplaying and it was great. there was a little cleared-out zone around him. i liked it though; it was better than that drunk guy in the white hat that pumped his fist in the air and bobbed his head all weird. true, i bob my head all weird, but it's in a good way. i'm good. i'm cool.

next up was French Kicks. i knew i'd heard of them, i just couldn't remember what their sound was. (turns out i have the song 'following waves', it's on their website.) they were kind of synthy new-wavy hard to describe-y, but i liked whatever it was that they were doing. their lead singer is so tall, though. before they came out i was trying to figure out what the really tall microphone on the stage was for, but afterward i realized that it was just at singing height for the guy. so weird. they also had a random guy (he was the only non-white, but that's not what made him odd) who played EVERY INSTRUMENT. sometimes he played an electric guitar. sometimes an acoustic one. sometimes he hit these fancy drum pad things (his drumsticks moved so fast that i was convinced he wasn't actually hitting the pad). he even played a keyboard, but he didn't sing. he was cool, but crazy random man.

then there was phoenix. they played a lot of stuff from the most recent album (i'm partial to Alphabetical, the second, but perhaps only because i heard it first. my favorite phoenix song is also off Alphabetical: 'everything is everything', and i was glad they played it [granted, it's one of their hits].) because that's what the "tour" was promoting. the "tour" was sponsered by camel cigarettes and the only way to get tickets was email phoenix, catch a camel rep, win contests, or sometimes the venue sold some tickets. that premise was odd. nevertheless, phoenix was great. the best part was that they looked SO french. you just glance at the lead singer and you're like "oh man what a frenchie", and they even ended the show with a "merci beaucoup beaucoup beaucoup". it was amazing. there was this monstrous flag as a backdrop for them and it said nec pluribus impar. roughly translated, it means "no unequal match for many", or (deleting them double negatives) "equal matches for many". either way this makes no sense. louis xiv used it as a motto, apparently. still don't get it. but phoenix: you're great.

Now I am without bandages and parts of my jaw

2006-07-17T17:33:00.000-05:00

let's breeze past the fact that i haven't updated in a decade or two and just enjoy the fact that i am doing so right now.

the surgery went well. i've seen an x-ray of my newly titanium-reinforced skull and damn there is so much metal going on. my braces + the screws + little plates + shrapnel. so much. no, i won't be setting off any metal detectors any time soon (i don't even go to nicolet anymore, friends). and nothing protrudes. i'm a little swollen still, but only in the "lower cheek and below chin" areas.

it doesn't really hurt, unless you touch my cheek or chin or nose (i know, you're thinking "nose?" some of the metal holding me together is in my sinuses. crazy.). there haven't been any real problems really, except for something that could possibly become worrying. i think the front teeth on both jaws have suddenly become oversensitive. my theory is that eating milkshakes and ice cream nonstop has forced the nerves embedded in these teeth to cry. i can't really brush all my teeth or i'd become intimately familiar with sensodyne right about now.

there are rubber bands holding my jaws together on the sides (used to be 3 on each side, but now it's 2). the bands are just so nothing heals crooked, and i can't open my jaw that much yet anyway so they're not preventing anything there i guess.

the liquid diet kind of sucks. i'm supposed to get 1500 calories a day through various soups and juices, and drink a quart of water a day. it's so boring. i'm too used to it already.

but yeah, i look different. you can't really predict what the "final product" is going to look like just because of the swelling in awkward places. it's weirder for me than you guys because i still have "phantom jaw"-type feelings. i mean, for 18 years my lower jaw was longer than the other. chunks of my lower jaw were straight up removed from my body and now my tongue hits the backs of my lower teeth before my upper teeth.

and there's another issue: i don't know where to put my tongue. its "relaxed state" is the old size of my lower jaw, so i have to contract it to make it fit now. it tends to go back to the old size but curve up so the tip is behind my lower teeth but the middle part hits the roof of my mouth. so weird.

i do want to thank everyone who has visited me. keeps me sane. call before if you want to come over. i usually just sit around my house doing nothing. i'm so sick of tv + internet. isn't that weird, coming from me? i know. so weird. oh, i have an ipod now (!) and my macbook is theoretically going to be here soon (...). just so you guys can keep track of everything that happens in my life.

Guidelines for visiting me post-op

2006-07-03T23:15:00.000-05:00

as you all should know by now, i am having jaw surgery on wednesday. i don't know what my updating schedule will be like after the surgery. i'll be at elmbrook memorial for two days (the surgery is 7 hours wednesday morning) watching cable television yet bored. i'm just going to assume/hope that some of you want to visit me after i'm different.

here's what you should do if you are pondering visiting me:

call my phone (if you don't have my number and aren't my facebook friend, ask someone who is)

here's what you could bring along if you visit me:

a movie that i should see (seriously, just bring anything... i'm not al eich and have not memorized the plot of every movie ever)
a book because i like words (it can be aimed at two year olds or eighty year olds - chances are i will probably enjoy it thoroughly either way)
soup or ice cream or a shake of some sort (surprise me, i guess)
gossip (i revel in this, no matter what sort of impression i have left upon you. and if i just lost all respect you had for me, just don't take this option seriously.)
music! i'll listen to anything. any language. any genre. big fan.

this is nowhere near a comprehensive list. leave me comments and messages and write on my facebook wall. i'll probably be online often but who knows. i'm not nervous because i have painkillers on my side. i'm going to be really bored. i did a lot of online shopping this past week with my parents' credit card and they don't know it. let's see what happens. can't believe you people still read this.

I had SOAR on Wednesday. This is my SOAR update.

2006-07-01T10:49:00.000-05:00

SOAR is student orientation, advising, and registration at madison. it's pretty boring, but being asian, i enjoyed the class registration part of it.

placement tests were so boring. in case any of you were wondering, i tested out of comm-a. my 5 on lang also did that for me. i also tested into fifth semester french, which is the cause of some of my concern. i skipped everything past 4pm on day 1 and hung out with band camp kids for hours. i missed them. i miss band camp. i wish i were there instead of bored and here. i got to see so many kids i haven't seen since myso, and i loved partying it up with like eighteen others in mary's room. andrea and i, of course, had conversations about nothing and it was a highlight of the night (as was walking back to my temporary dorm room in the dark).

i'm going to talk about my schedule for the rest of this post, so feel free to ignore it. i just want to document this so in four years when i graduate i'm like "damn, what was i thinking taking calculus; i'm an art history major now!"

i figured that you guys, if anyone, would appreciate seeing my schedule in one of its recent forms. i keep changing it obsessively.

so let's discuss.

calculus: yeah what was i thinking. second semester is just series and shit i don't understand, so really i should be taking that class but theoretically i'll never come across them again. so let's hope i'm not going to die here.

chemistry: you're right, i don't know any chemistry. but i'd rather learn it in one semester instead of two. and the three hour chem lab is insane - who needs that?! it also prevents my joining the orchestra i want to be in. but the discussion is in the basement of my dorm so that shall be nice.

french: yeah i'm probably going to regret this. i'm in it just because i can be, really. it fits perfectly around all my other classes that never want to work with each other. the notes with this class is WRITING INTENSIVE (read: "this will kick your ass and i don't know why any of you are signing up for this").

swedish: this one's just for me (aw cute yeah okay). i've decided that i want a 'certificate in international studies' and i'm specializing in sweden. so i get to use the swedish i want to learn, and a year abroad there is required. go ahead and hate and make fun of me. i don't care.

orchestra: i don't think i'm going to keep this in my schedule because it's so late, unless a spot opens up in the all-university orchestra that starts a few hours before this one. i wanted to take the cool symphony orchestra that grad students are in, but chem lab ruined that for me. i don't like the idea of being done with music at all. it makes me upset. once again, i invite you to make fun of me, but i've spent most of my life with other musicians and even though i will be living with one, it's just not the same. i like playing music. it's why i stayed in myso. dropping this would just make me sad.

okay, done with the sappy post. enjoy yourselves. my surgery is on wednesday. i went to summerfest on the 29 and shall not be attending it/any of the bands i actually wanted to see. if you don't see me online, it's because i'm in ohio. we'll meet again sometime in the future --shana.

Remember back in the day when I had a "topic: discussion" style format?

2006-06-26T12:42:00.000-05:00

Court:

i was nervous, i won't lie. i thought i'd have to go alone because my dad had to talk to fish that night, but i was early enough in the line of court-goers that he could stay. the village prosecutor was surprisingly nice: we chatted about my surgery and he was uncomfortable and he took away all my points. the fine went up but i don't really care about that - my insurance isn't going up more than it is because of the accident! woohoo. i mean i don't pay insurance but if it were my dad would give me all sorts of disappointing looks (which he does already but he'd be doing it more pointedly).

Couch:

so we've been hardcore furniture shopping lately, and it's about time. we've been living here for five years and still all that's in our living room are a couch + television. well we bought couches and tables and lamps (oh my) and now what could be referred to as "old faithful" is up for sale. it's a great couch. i shall miss it. twas quite comfortable.

Cards:

i am super into this card game called fluxx. i can't really explain it, but it's great because you never know when you're going to win - you just do. and in theory you can win in the second play. i can't really explain it, but you should party on over to chadbourne because we will be playing it nonstop next year. mary kicked my ass thoroughly the other night. y'all probably would too. it's great.

Cutie:

i am actually in love with a baby named vincent. he is so cute it's unbelievable. true, i don't even plan to have children in the future (let's be serious: "shana with children" is a hard sight to imagine, as should be "shana the pedophile" because that is not the case here) but he is still SUCH a cutie. so much gushing. and he is so worthy of it all. love him.

I like music, there just isn't any on my computer anymore

2006-06-19T16:10:00.000-05:00

i got a letter from the dmv this morning. i figured it was something about how i have 6 points (court date = wednesday, get pumped) and they just wanted to remind of how dangerously close to getting my license suspended. like that's something easily forgettable. for some reason i see more cops driving around than ever before. i saw about eight around midnight the other day. kind of ridiculous. and i drive the speed limit (it's why i'm late to most places; my drive time estimates are based on the generous 10 over i used to go).

but, no. the dmv wants my insurance information because of the "accident i was involved in recently." oh. that. yeah that sucked.

so my parents were in new york this weekend. no, nothing exciting. i cleaned my room, like, MASSIVELY. a few years ago, my parents told me that i couldn't go out unless i dealt with the stack of papers i'd brought home after the last day of school. i was desperate, so i succumbed to shoving said stacks under my bed. until then, i'd never put anything there. i finally took the stacks out and tossed them into a nice blue Glendale recycling bin. here's what else i found under my bed:

i did a fair amount of vacuuming (i'm obsessed with vacuuming and will probably have the only vacuum cleaner in chadbourne) because otherwise my hardwood floors get slippery. y'all know me - it's probable that i would slip and fall in my own room.

and i finally fixed my computer. actually, the boy fixed the computer; i just did a lot of sitting around + looking pretty + whining about my computer problems. i still sort of am having problems but, look! a taskbar! haven't had one of those in a while.

saturday night, i drove all over wisconsin in search for a marquette party. it was supposedly in cedarburg, but what was worrying was that the directions told us to drive through glendale and river hills and fox point and bayside and mequon and thiensville and grafton and mequon to get to it. my what a house. it was big. and they had lots of expensive cars. and a band. there was a huge banner thing welcoming us to "kinopalusa", which i didn't quite understand but hey, okay. and yes, i did make myself a sandhich just before leaving the house for eating upon my arrival. i was hungry, okay? it was a great sandwich.

interesting things this week: court date, appt with oral surgeon, appt with orthodontist

and yes, i am looking forward to all of the above. just in case you were wondering.

summer is still boring.

Summer bores me

2006-06-14T15:21:00.000-05:00

i've been doing a lot of sitting around lately. basically done with the graduation party circuit. so much damn food.

i'm starting to wish i were obsessed with video games because that would be something to help the time pass. i can hardly beat a level of tetris. mayhap had i loved those consoles i would be skilled with that block dropping game.

i put some graduation pictures up. nothing interesting. but there, for those of you who aren't addicted to facebook as i am. my, am i getting wordy and boring in my old age.

i listen to a lot of music. i watch a lot of network television. watch tv show dvd collections i'm fond of.

i'm really just bored. desperate for any social activity, really.

really.

and if pre-surgery summer is this bad, it's going to be even worse after july 5. tons of indian people are going to be filtering through my house around then to visit me/wisconsin. mostly the latter, i'm sure. i'm not that interesting.

surely you've realized that by now. i should get a hobby. suggestions?

about a week ago i lost my voice. when i went in on friday to get it checked out, my doctor surprised me and told me that i have asthma. i mean, i've always sort of assumed that i had it (diane: the wimpy cough?). i got an inhaler for when a) my lungs burn or b) i can't stop coughing. the first time i used it i could feel the medicine talking to my lungs and commanding them to be normal. it was so great. wow. loved it. my voice is almost back to normal, but it may have reached that already because i can't remember what my voice used to sound like before it got all squeaky and weird.

This one is about my surgery

2006-06-12T12:49:00.000-05:00

so here's what's going down on July 5
my upper jaw will be broken and pulled forward
my lower jaw will be broken and pushed back
i will have titanium screws holding my jaws together so the bones grow correctly
i will be on a completely liquid diet for 6 weeks
it's a 6 hour surgery
i'll be in the hospital for two days
it'll take me a short while to relearn how to make certain sounds
it is going to be intense
and you best believe there will be a fair amount of painkillers involved

On Thursday I made a fool of myself in E-Wing and fell and it was hilarious

2006-06-11T17:22:00.000-05:00

well it seems that high school is over. not really bittersweet at all. very exciting that i when i wake up early it will now be for no reason. a little sad that i won't get to see some of you any more (but that girl boots and i see running up to fwing before fourth hour... will not miss you at all).

graduation was boring. kind of weird. jeanne likes spoke and i glared at her. i suppose i should announce that i did get my exemptions after all. i fought with her and reprinted the letter i sent nicolet and handed it to her and visited her after every class on monday. she kept making excuses about her secretary not having checked things or returning from lunch. finally, 2:20, her secretary revealed that lunch lady Vicky Hanson emphasized enough that the charge was from last year and from some other kid that jeanne likes was forced to give me those fucking pieces of tagboard. i exempted english and gym (because we'd finished the project that was our french exam in class on monday, so i took it). it was really nice to not have to go to school until noon. and watching wet hot american summer as our stats exam was amazing.

it really annoys me that nothing on this page is aligned at the top. i'll probably spend some time fixing that or staring at it and wondering where i should begin.

i always tell myself i'll update every day and then i just don't. i kind of wish i had, at least during the last few days of school. it's not that i'm sentimental, but i like remembering the incidents that made me laugh.

wow, props to facebook for integrating google maps into events.

i went to see joshua bell and the mso on friday. yes, twas a "nerd concert" as someone so kindly put it, but WOW. he was amazing - no, he was incredible, and i never use that word so that really should be a measure of how great his playing was. at intermission mary and i got our programs signed and i took a superquick picture of mary+josh looking like they're bff. it was totally worth missing anything else that happened friday night.

good weekend. ate way too much food, but i'm making up for not being able to eat for the next long while. caitlin priem and i discussed jaw surgeries yesterday (ps: enjoyed her speech, especially because my sister also was unable to say Rs) and the liquid diet is going to suck more than i anticipated it would. we'll see how the recovery phase goes.

i'm going to be doing a lot of nothing this summer, so get pumped.

Nicolet sucks.

2006-06-05T00:29:00.000-05:00

i didn't get my exam exemptions. that's all i can think about right now. and now you know.

In an effort to put dishes in the dishwasher, I opened the microwave

2006-05-29T15:10:00.000-05:00

well. what a weekend i've had. i was going to chat a little about my family's annual ritual of "throwing flowers into that awkward box next to our front door", but many things have happened since early saturday morn. i'm going to ignore almost everything (chadbourne fifth floor next year) and skip to what is on my mind. because that's what i do.

i got a speeding ticket yesterday.

totally my fault, as usual. the ticket said i was going 45 on santa monica's wildly high 25. i was really going faster. and, as usual, i'm not sure why the hell i was driving that fast. i was driving fast enough that the cop (anyone who's taken bike safety in fox point knows her) also gave me a warning for failing to pull over as soon as she started the sirens+flashinglights combo. she thought i was trying to get away from her. i was in a minivan. i had no reason to run away. not so sure she believed me.

anyway, it's a $130 ticket and 6 points on my record. i really don't want those points. they suck. my court date is june 20. my dad has been car shopping all day so i haven't even seen him (he called my phone at 10am and i was like "i'm in the next room....oh")/told him yet. yes i realize that i am 18 and don't need to tell him, but i have to go to court and my insurance is going to go up even more than it already did for the accident. i've been sitting around doing nothing all day because i can tell he's going to upset. i probably won't be driving until i'm done with college.

i'm really not a bad driver. i just sort of always assumed that driving a minivan kept me from getting pulled over when i sped a little. also: cops suck.

Every few days I realize that I never have any idea what the date on the calendar is

2006-05-25T20:14:00.000-05:00

today i watched tennis sectionals. a lot. skipped a couple classes because there was an average of 3.65 people in each class today. and i taught j smith the smart way to leave nicolet: front doors.

anyway, lado had told me about how casey acts when he misses a shot (supposedly, dark clouds form and he starts grunting and basically goes hulk on all our asses), so i kept waiting for it to happen. i suppose it's a measure of how good he and andrew sennett play when i say that it really did take hours of watching before i finally witnessed this. a simple double fault led to the racket going between his knees and his doubling over and there was a fair amount of wild motioning with his fist. but he came back and whoa! ace! i don't really know how the team fared, which i suppose i should look into, but that was some really good tennis, something i just don't have the hand-eye coordination for.

last night i went to the imogen heap concert at the rave. it was really interesting. the opening act was zoe keating, a cellist that loved technology. she looped thirty second phrases of music and then improvised over them. the final product sounded like a cello orchestra and was quite cool. it was really good background music; my sister and i chatted for most of her set. someone behind us commented on how we were the rudest audience ever, but really: it was nice. and i do respect her for playing the cello.

imogen heap loved technology too. before she started, she introduced us to "her band": keyboard, laptop, other such boxes of wires. she did the same looping thing as zoe keating but with vocals so it was like she was singing in an a capella group of imogen heaps. she played all my 'favorite' songs right at the beginning of her set, but then i realized that what i referred to as my 'favorite' songs were really just the songs whose titles i knew. i love it all. she even played a little frou frou (details and breathe), and i think the second encore was a new song because i didn't recognize it at all.

the last song of her set was hide and seek (tritones = eh). what she ended up doing was busting out a keytar. when she hit keys, through the magic of computers there were vocal harmonies to the note she sang according to the keys. twas cool to see even though i can't really stand that song.

apparently the drive-thru donut place is open 10pm-3am five nights a week. who knew?

so tomorrow i'm going to be in madison for a few classes. i made the mistake of telling my dad i had a french packet due tomorrow; as a result, we cannot leave until after fourth hour. we'll see what the hell we end up doing, because i'm not entirely sure.

the random "you big dummy!" that gets stuck in my head is from the MIA song URAQT, the original of which i finally got yesterday. so many remixes. love it.

So many things I completely failed to mention

2006-05-24T16:30:00.000-05:00

for example, the phone experience. there is a phone in the box known as the stats room. it's not like the other teachers' phones; it's an old school "phone that everyone had in their kitchen" kind of phone. one day, we were calmly not working on the problem scheuer had assigned, THE PHONE RANG. it was wild. we didn't know how to react; i mean, we didn't even know it was a real phone! after a few seconds of pondering it, charlie went over and picked up the phone. "You have activated the Emergency-" and he ran away. craziness up in ap stats. you should take that class.

speaking of stats, last friday during the physics great america trip there were maybe six people in class. we sat around chilling and byrne walked in the room. i told her to chill with us, but she claimed that she had real work to do (yearbook work). "that's for losers," i said. "well, shana, you're just a jerk" was the response that elicited. i suppose that's what i get for calling her a bitch.

so there was an orchestra banquet thing on sunday night. while a half-dozen or so of us were wildly amused by the vocal changes that inhaling helium induces, hoffman said, "you know, one time i was at my house and the phone rang and i just happened to have a mouthful of helium at the time." just reread that sentence, won't you? yeah. it's that weird. but great. yeah that's me cackling in the background.

math ponencia today: ann and i kicked ass. i think the powerpoint helped (let's be serious here: when is using the smartboard not cool?). true, i still can't think of anyone that gives a shit about vector cross products, but at least i know how to calculate determinants of matrices again.

and yes, i probably love all joeys. but not so much kangaroos. eh. just not feelin the kanga love. smith and kahl, though: i shall miss you, dearies. creepy enough? i think so.

still a little addicted to facebook.

We do a lot of nothing in school now

2006-05-22T22:44:00.000-05:00

it has been 17 days since the last post and i have no idea what to do with myself. part of me is like "well it's not like any hilarious things happened in the past fortnight" but yet another part is like "are you serious?!"

to remember the highlights, i am consulting my google calendar. i can't live without it. for serious.

bio ap was really, really easy. i can't emphasize how easy it was. this is either a really good sign or the exact opposite. bio sucks now because it is damn boring. but we have to do a final project thing and charlie managed to get us the one project that does not require a 10 page paper to accompany it. that kind of kicked ass.

i saw glen hills' production of Aladdin a few weeks ago. that was great because i luckily went to the thursday show. friday's had huge sound issues and they had to start over, but thursday's was cute and funny. i especially loved when joey kahl's sister calls aladdin tasty. good stuff.

also had my last orchestra concert of the year and last myso concert ever. it's the end of an era. kind of weird. of course now we have to play at graduation which is kind of ridiculous.

i won a math award even though i wasn't even invited. i got one of the top six scores in these wiml-like competitions we do in calc. here are the names among which mine apparently was: allison moore, mickey, yulu, devin, ann. ?!?! is right.

one acts were great. i laughed a lot, and i like laughing so i was really happy with how they turned out. good job, friends of mine who were a part of the one acts. very nicely done.

ah, prom. being a senior and all, this was supposed to be a pivotal moment in my life or something. well. it was interesting, to say the least. it started off great because jake and i stopped at a wendy's drive thru to get what they call a Frosty. they're wondrous. get one. the rest of the night was fun, especially when i spotted juniors changing behind my car and subsequently hit the panic button. they. flipped. out. heart attacks were had. as was much fun.

after sasha's birthday party (she's legal?) beth, jake, beth's friend madeline and i went to potawatomi to play bingo. that was so much fun. we foolishly thought we could use one dauber (the marking device), but the nice folks around us helped us learn the ways of the bingo card. beth even won a round! she got 250$, but would have gotten 500$ if some other guy didn't win at the same time. still cool. we love it. and plan to go again.

so now my mom's in india. she'll be back right before graduation. that seems really far away but soon at the same time. so weird. so conflicted. so high school.

back to updating every day because i know i missed so much exciting nonsense that i know you all would have loved to hear about.

Wisconsin Facebook = worst plan ever

2006-05-05T23:44:00.000-05:00

i knew adding that network would just force me to sit on facebook for hours, and that's exactly what happened. i'm searching and clicking and friending joining groups like there's no tomorrow, and i can't stop! i'm hoping (counting on, really, the fact) that this is a temporary thing. it's because i joined it yesterday. i'm going to stop soon. i promise. of course, i also promised to not join wisconsin facebook until monday so who knows what my promises are even worth anymore.

i'm so addicted that after finishing that paragraph i opened my facebook bookmark in a new tab. if it's not open i feel like i'm missing out on something. if it is open i feel ridiculous. it is indeed a loser-loser situation.

so that stats exam we took today... not the joke i thought it would be. it actually took thinking. come on now, scheuer, you know we love it when omsgua, but you really should not have forced us to think. and are we really going to get these back soon? you're going to be at science fair all next week and i doubt you're going to throw these sheets through the scantron machine for the sub to hand back. oh man, scheuer. you gua.

our calc exam was weird. the multiple choice kicked my ass, and had fun all the while, but the free response wasn't bad at all. okay, so i made up the formula for integrals and polar equations (who knew you multiplied by half? i said it was pi.), and i forgot that the two was an exponent in the back problem, but i should pass. let's pretend i'm going to pass.

ah yes, the english and calc APs. well, calc was a bitch. you should have expected that one. english was just so long. my favorite part (and this is during the exam, but i did enjoy raad flipping out because i'm used to seeing that) was being halfway through the second column of multiple choice answer circles and looking up to see that it was 7:56. seven fifty six. yeah that was retarded. but there was a question asking which word rhymed with the sound a certain animal made, and in the passage it said that the cue-owl said its own name when called. the answer was 'few', but 'toot' was there to trick you and a lot of people said 'scowl', but i've never once heard an owl say 'owl'. the first essay was a poem (blech - i said the hawk = god when we all know that isn't true), the second was characterization (eh - but probably my best essay out of the three), and the third was about use of "the countryside" in books (so bad - instead of 'countryside' i talked about the barn in grapes of wrath). i'm just glad that's over.

let's just see how bio goes.

seconds ago, i realized that LEN's steal my sunshine sampled andrea true connection's more, more, more. this song reminds me of the simpsons parody

damn what a good episode. f-l-a-n-d-r-s, david byrne, jonathan taylor thomas, the maggie pepsi thing at the end; that really was a good episode.

once again, i am going to sleep a full calendar day after the day during which i woke. damn facebook.

i also just added and color-coded far too many "events" to my gmail calendar. time to leave.

Because I'm one of "those people", I'm going to talk about APs for a while now

2006-05-02T19:36:00.000-05:00

the french ap sucked. i'm actually worried that i didn't pass. i failed to display a command of the french language in my essay, which was about "team spirit" but i somehow incorporated the idea of playing in an orchestra and i still can't figure out where i was going with that. in the speaking section, i kept answering the question within four seconds so i ended up just reading the question aloud and hoping they didn't realize what was going on. oh well.

the stats multiple choice was unbelievably easy. just so damn easy. we were retardedly prepped for it, a very nice feeling when i think about my level of readiness re: calculus. i can't really recall any probability questions, which makes me very happy. the free response was a different story: i kept making up math and ideas and formulas, but luckily i fixed my mistakes before artero told us to put our pencils down. i just can't help thinking that my fake chi-squared formula was pretty damn cool.... i got a chi-squared value of 400-point-something. if you laughed at that, you are awesome. i also now know what s is (standard deviation of the residuals - what?), but really i could have just used garrett's "i haven't the foggiest" because really, i hadn't the foggiest.

the calc exam will make me cry. actually, i'll probably open the exam and proceed to laugh out loud. but here's what excites me: all i need is a 3. that's right: a 3 at madison gets me the same amount of credit as a 4 or 5 would. i can get a 3 without knowing anything about convergence and divergence, can't i? i certainly hope so.

so i've decided against going to band camp. i'd love to go, but i don't feel like paying all that money and only to regret missing ANNIE for the rest of my life. so i have a free week before my surgery. i think i can even make it to a few days of summerfest. "!" is right.

speaking of music, i miss it. i haven't come across anything awesome of late and it's kind of upsetting. of course, having APs does mean i get to miss orchestra and i sure as hell love missing orchestra. i mean, last friday tyler and i told mr bushner that i was going to be right back and instead went to A lunch. now that hoffman's back (it's true: they went to the happiest fucking place on earth without me) he's probably going to be cracking down on the attendance, especially considering we have a concert in about two weeks.

I has recently come to my attention that I am grounded even though my mother never explicitly said that I'm grounded

2006-04-30T10:02:00.000-05:00

the difference between AB and BC calc: the C in BC = sequences and series
the calc test i hardcore failed: chapter 11
what was covered in chapter 11: sequences and series

not. good. news.

today is the last day for college-choosing. i'm interested to see what my friend jeanne tong (ps: she is bitchin') decides: brown or penn. honestly, i don't care about the rest of you. actually, i think most of the folks who read this decided on a college quite a while ago so i already know where you're going. i'm sneaky like that.

today is also the last day i can ponder going to band camp. band camp is the last week of june, and my last week of eating real food. after that it's a liquid diet for me! herein lies my quandary: ANNIE is coming to chicago on the first day of band camp. i really, really want to see annie. i love her. but i can't miss a day of band camp. i mean, i did it last year, but i don't know.... i'll probably end up going to band camp, because what am i going to do for a week in milwaukee by myself? nothing. damn. guess i'm going to band camp.

yeah, that's a slight reformat you see. it does upset me the internet explorer doesn't like coloring certain links the way i want them to be colored, but yeah. that's it. this is what i do instead of studying.

at myso last week, one of our conductors FLIPPED OUT and shouted and threw things (music, pencils, insults). he said that if we weren't at today's rehearsal he would eat us alive. i'm worried. so i'm going to myso today and missing out on what should be a wildly exciting calculus pizza party at 4.

think of a bad movie you've seen. your first instinct was probably from the "land before time" series. well, let me share with you the title of a movie that is horrible: Hard Candy. please don't go see it. it's ridiculous. it's almost bad enough to be funny, but not quite. it's just bad. the only thing that made it somewhat worthwhile was that sil's was open an hour past their usual 8pm closing time so we had doughnuts.

this is going to be an interesting week. i've been doing calc all weekend, but i'm soon going to have to switch to statistics or i won't pass that exam either.

Here's what I've offically decided

2006-04-28T19:43:00.000-05:00

retarded stuff that doesn't happen to normal people happens to me. yes i concluded the last entry with that idea, but seriously. i mean it. moral: when you have kids, keep them from becoming me. don't move them halfway across the country. don't move them halfway across the county. don't let them develop a love for good music and food and movies and fun. bad plan.

on a lighter note, i called byrne a bitch to her face the other day. she asked emma why anyone would want me in their prom group and i sort of went "!!!" she saw us in a hallway after first hour and explained that she was sure that anyone would love to have me in their prom group. then i told the story to those around me and ended it with "...and that's because byrne's a bitch." she turned around with shocked countenance and i was just standing there amidst the sounds laughter. you all know that i was joking, but i'm afraid she doesn't.

speaking of byrne, let's talk about my english grade. earlier this month we did a group poetry analysis and a group prose analysis. neither turned out too well: my first group got a 4 and my second group got a 3. that's out of 9, friends. neither of those are good grades. but we read the actual 9 response from the ap and our paper that got a 3 was comprised of the topic sentence of each paragraph from that other kid's wrote. well, i just checked pass (nicolet's answer to obsessive north shore parenting) and apparently i got a 7. on the first. and on the second. that's right: i still have a B in english. go ahead and cry.

here is the car update: it's been totaled. i remembered to take pictures seconds before the tow truck took it three blocks away and i'll put them up so all of you can see what it looked like. it really looked fixable, but when they lifted it up and looked underneath they discovered that so much shit was fucked up that the cost for them to fix it was around the actual value of my car. so insurance decided that they're not going to fix it. all this happened on thursday. i haven't spoken to ron (my insurance agent) or candy (his secretary) since then. but i do know that a new car will cost more than a year at madison shall. also, i will never be able to drive again (i've already moved my license into "the wallet i never use") and i have not driven alone since then.

i talked to my dad this morning. my mom called his "india cell phone" (we usually do this when we go there: prepaid cell phones are cheap as all hell and actually dependable and we don't have to worry about where he is when we call) and apparently told him about the accident after i talked to him. she said he was okay with it because i wasn't hurt. eighteen years of knowing my father make me question this reaction (i'm fairly positive he isn't seeing this in the "hey now i get to get that hybrid highlander!" way), but who knows.

AP schedule for this week:

monday	tuesday	wednesday	thursday
french pm	stats pm	calc am	english am

Ah, school: how I love thee

2006-04-24T16:31:00.000-05:00

really dreaded going to school today.

it was a damn boring day. that fire drill third hour was more than welcome, especially scheuer's lead up. i really, really hate having to go to school every day.

i also really, really hate having a car stare at me through the walls of my house because i should be able to drive it but no. it doesn't move. i mean it does move but i need to move it three blocks to the fixin' zone. so it can actually move.

car accidents suck, you guys. just so you know.

anyway, i never mentioned that our episode of jerry springer aired on thursday. it was actually the only day all week i wasn't home at noon and watching springer (i never said i had a life), and twas funny because all three of us who had gone weren't home. we had a nice reunion saturday afternoon and watched it. charlie and i get some quality face time: besides the casual pans of the audience that prompted us to say "oh! that's us laughing in the corner over there!", someone in front of us made a comment at the end and it's like them+charlie+me on the screen for a fair amount of time. luckily, a laughing beth was in the last shot. we were amazed by how much of the episode got cut (there was a pole and the strippers showed off their skills). and i promise an entire entry devoted to 'the day we went to jerry springer' will be up soon. ish.

and we had to write a paper for english over break, which i put off until yesterday. i ended up writing it on the grapes of wrath, which i read about a year and a half ago. it's a pretty shitty paper, so i put in a lot of grammatical errors just to make up for the sheer absence of quality writing on the page. if anything, byrne should laugh. of course, she did give "us" a 4 on the poetry analysis we did in class a few weeks ago.... i feel bad about that one because that was the time i actually just sat there and did nothing all hour and mimi was forced to basically write the paper herself.

so there go my moments of fame. ap's start next week. i'm going to have to do a fair amount of learning this week. what's sad is may 8 is the day senior year really is over for me, and i should be happy go lucky after that (not that i haven't been for the majority of this year - you all know me) but recall the date of my father's return. one and the same. and twelve days later my mother is going to india and then i really won't be allowed to leave the house. or my dad will be upset over the fact that i still don't have a job. probably both. simultaneously. !

Well, that was retarded.

2006-04-22T09:23:00.000-05:00

last night i was in a car accident.

let me give you the phone conversation i had with my mother immediately following said accident: "mom? can you come outside. i was in a car accident."

yes, that's right: i can see what became 'the accident scene' from my bedroom windows. you may recall that a while ago when i did some sketchy maneuvering while making a left turn from the street i live on to green bay. i linked to a map back then, and the 57 on the map is right where an old ass rusted lincoln towncar hit my pretty purple corolla.

the light at that intersection becomes flashing yellow on green bay and flashing red on marne at around 10pm. i stopped completely (because that, my friends, is what you do when you see a flashing red light), saw no cross traffic, and proceeded into my turn. i was so close to finishing the turn (SO CLOSE - i can't emphasize that enough: SO FUCKING CLOSE) when this car just comes at me. it hit the rear left door and wheel. that wheel is dead. axle issues definitely. when i drove it into a parking lot to get it out of the intersection i smelled a lot of burning rubber and could hear metal and it was just sad. i also had to pick up my hubcap from the pedestrian crossing on the other side of the intersection. because it flew.

it wasn't surreal and it didn't happen in slow-motion or anything. i just remember seeing the car then hearing the sound. i can imagine it in my head, but i mean i can also imagine an ocean liner coming down green bay and hitting my car so my imagination doesn't really mean much here. but here's what i can't figure out: the other people say we both braked when we saw one another. why would i do that? why didn't i just gun it?

the good part is that i don't get a ticket. the cop was like a heavy groskreutz (including creepy mustache) named william elbert. he even did the 'groskreutz smile' that's usually reserved for when he knows that you're really screwed/fail. i'm glad i kept from laughing at that because dude would have been so fast with the ticket-writing if i had laughed.

so now we have to get our car towed the two blocks to andrew toyota (which i can almost see from my bedroom window; heiser ford is in the way). insurance is covering everything, and here "everything" translates to over 1000$. my mother is totally not pissed because, well, i'm alive, but i am mad at myself because all that didn't need to happen. i could have kept driving and had a nice night on the town. she promised that she won't tell my dad (he's in india) until he gets back. so i have a social life until may 8, friends.

and my hair has fucking been looking fabulous the whole time which is distracting in the worst way.

added later: chip's mother, upon learning the officer's name, was surprised that i wasn't issued a ticket. apparently officer elbert loves issuing tickets, but he did say that this intersection (deadman's curve, as it were) is a pretty retarded intersection. anyway, now i'm anxious for the insurance approval to come in on monday so that car can get itself down to the auto repair shop. i want it to get fixed because it looks so sad in the garage - not because i want to drive it. already i've noticed that i'm super cautious when in a car and on a road. that probably won't go away for a while. this is sad, because i love driving. i just love it so much. i wasn't listening to music or on the phone or distracted in any way. this doesn't happen to normal people.

Hi to the Spain people!

2006-04-18T18:00:00.000-05:00

i was pleasantly surprised to see that people in spain are checking out the blog. either you're having a lot of fun and you're reading this "to relax", or you're having very little fun and you've nothing better to do.

i bet it's the former.

i won't lie, i'm excited for your return. have fun these next few days.

Why is everyone suddenly going to the zoo? This is a phenomenon I fail to understand, seeing as I am not seven years old.

2006-04-17T17:33:00.000-05:00

so thursday was my first jewish event ever (i moved to the north shore in eighth grade and thereby missed all the bar mitzvahs - not that i would have been invited to any. they were so mean to me there.). i went to a seder, and no i did not need to look it up in order to find out what that is. there was a lot of food and food and other food and there were a lot of people to enjoy said food. i especially enjoyed sarah's younger brother's hebrew because it was just fun(ny) to listen to. special thanks to sarah s and her family for allowing a nice gentile - and actually a pagan at that! - to enjoy the night.

there was also a CRAZY WILD storm with CRAZY HUGE hailstones. that was intense. i did not wish to walk in that weather, and i did not. i'm pretty smart.

here's what i'm actually doing during spring break:

no, it really is blank. a voyage is out of the picture. i also didn't end up going to minnesota. my friday (lord was it hot outside) was surprisingly busy, but by busy i just mean i was with several different people throughout the day and when together we only complained about being bored. saturday = family outing to chicago, during which we ate where we ate after jerry springer.

the rest of my weekend was also insanely boring. except when ruchira and i watched

honey we're killing the kids

the show about the lady with 16 kids

wholesome swimwear

my monday was more than pepped up when i received an exciting phone call from one tyler green. he, gillian, gillian's cousin jess whom i knew on the west side, and i did the following (i'm into the lists today)

dinner at panera - there's a right and a wrong way to put salad plates on the baskets panera people, and y'all don't win that game
stalking folks on the freeway - this is a favorite game of theirs in which you choose someone our age and follow them down the freeway. there was much lane changing going on so i felt right at home. the dude got off at north avenue and we decided that our excuse in case he tried to jump us was "we're going to value village."
we actually went to value village - i deflowered THREE people at once. they had so much fun and wondered why they had never done it before. it was great. i got a red hoodie that says nintendo on it. who cares if i'm not a 'gamer' - i duckhunted. can't say i was good at it, but i did love it.
sil's drive-thru donuts - i don't know if all that is misspelled like that but i feel like it should be. the donuts were cheap, hot, and delicious. can't say that about many other things in this world.
lixx - because it was mostly me deflowering the others, they decided to take me to lixx. that was exciting and delicious.
mean girls - one of my favorite movies ever. i've seen it about eighteen times. still love it.

i hear this song every few months and i want it to be something you hear every few months, too. i can't figure out what about it i like, and no it does not have that certain je ne sais quoi. wayne wonder - no letting go

Spring Break is upon us

2006-04-13T17:27:00.000-05:00

i don't have a particularly exciting break planned. my dad did the thing where he suggested my sister and i go to ny but didn't follow through on the suggestion; i should have expected that, because i found out about going to texas over winter break the day before i left. anyway, tomorrow we're going to chicago "for lunch" (?! my mom claims someone wanted something from devon avenue, so i asked why they couldn't just get it themself. honestly.) and this weekend i'm probably going to minnesota. i can tell that you're jealous.

most of my classes were about half empty today. my gym class was tiny; we played badminton instead of fitness walking outside. we didn't do "scheuer's favorite problem" in stats, which had been many folks' reason for coming to class. at the end of class scheuer just sat in a desk in the back of the room and jj started a game of hangman (solution: p-hat on one line). mme was more chill than she has ever been during these past four years, even during the "code blue" (apparently the art teachers freaked out and thought it was real and amused the art students very much). weidner gave us a fake quiz (what room are we in? how do spell weidner?) worth 12 points just for showing up to class. bio was a "hey let's all stand around rhude's table thing and learn about trees and flowers! yeah!" day. twas funny.

in orchestra we did the "senior awards" thing: he hands out a list of the seniors and everyone puts down a funny award for them to receive. last year grant was voted most likely to become dictator of a small country. there were a lot of names on the list; this is the most seniors we've lost since hoffman started teaching at nicolet (our freshman year, so it's somewhat sentimental because we're his 'first graduating class'). i'm interested to see how this turns out; tyler and i are hoping for "most likely to stand in a corner cackling while judging [person]'s outfit".

i'm pumped to not have to go to school, but not pumped to review for APs. i'm afeared that i know even less than i think i know. at least we're taking the french language exam and not lit like i thought.

enjoy your time off. listen to some good music. read a book for your ap english paper. that's all i've got for today.

What I enjoy is being a cynical bitch

2006-04-12T18:26:00.000-05:00

here's how my day began: dma seranades al. dead serious. right when the bell rings, byrne is like "we have to do this presentation and then we can start the movie", and we're all like "presentation?!" she turns on some coldplay and al's like "oh man this is my song" but the rest of us are still thinking "?!?!" in walks dma, who starts singing; al gets unbelievably red. at the end of the song he pulls a rose from where he'd taped it under her part of the table and unbuttons his shirt. his tshirt reads "will you go to prom with dma?" there was much gushing. charlie later mentioned that technically her going to prom with him was a 'sure thing' and something a simple phone call could have taken care of, so scheuer explained to him the concept of 'being romantic', a concept foreign to our dear friend charles.

in stats today we discussed all those college ranking things that make people freak out. jj mentioned playboy's ranking madison #1, which scheuer brushed off. then charlie goes "oh i read that article - they had a picture of a girl from every college on the list. she [madison girl] was in a laundromat, right?" we laughed so hard. scheuer broke down and leaned his head into his arm and his arm on the overhead projector. it was great.

lately i've been really bored. and when i say really bored, i mean really bored. in this state all i can do is download music and go on facebook. which leads me to myspace. which leads me to a nice WHAT AM I DOING?! today on myspace i sat watching tyler's photostream when (whoa) i see me! true, it's a picture that we both took of ourselves at homecoming, and it's just not the hottest picture ever, but i guess technically now i can say that i'm on myspace. not something i plan to shout from the rooftops.

speaking of rooftops, today in calc casey jones leaned half his body out the window because he thought he "heard something out there." who does that?! only circly squores. or reetangles. it's amazing how many 'casey jones stories' we reference that he doesn't remember at all. and he totally disapproved of our laughing at a story i told today, but that's only because i sat in the front he wasn't participating in the laughter. even weidner laughed at this one; he loved it. here's the story:

last year, mdickson and i were at borders, and she wanted a slice of cheesecake. we examined the slices in the display thing, noting that there was more caramel on one but the other slice was just bigger. a good while later, we realized that there was a mirror next to one slice of cheescake, and the so-called "second slice" was simply a reflection of the first.

you should join my facebook group, because the only criterion is an obsession with sarah bootsma, and who doesn't qualify?

sunday, a few of us had a long conversation with sarah about pie. talking about pie is, well, fun, and i'd never before realized it. eating it is just as fun, because jake and i took pie to our destinations and it was much loved. also, the bootsmas subscribe to Canadian Living magazine. they're pretty awesome.

i won a little fake badminton (sari recently learned that there are two Ns in badminton; i suggest the rest of you realize this now.) tournament yesterday. without sasha badminton is no fun (neither is the song Final Countdown), and parveen certainly didn't enjoy the tallish brown girl kicking her ass at a sport that isn't really a sport. but that's just how i roll.

Much needed updates

2006-04-08T17:27:00.000-05:00

finally writing those updates i should have completed weeks ago. links will be up as the updates are written. enjoy.

Skipping School
Electric Six
Jerry Springer
MYSO in chicago

Today was probably the most ADD I've been in a very long time

2006-04-05T17:45:00.000-05:00

in english we were supposed to write this essay (finish, really - we started it yesterday but my zone just yapped away as we tend to do) and it just wasn't happening. i mean gillian was focused, and mimi was all gungho and everything, but i couldn't bring myself to do anything. i sat around, talked to myself, distracted everyone - it's what i do best. byrne was also supershocked by the lack of shoelaces on bootsma's shoes and that was great.

wow thank you for smoking was super good. and free. and funny. enjoyable combination.

because eavesdropping can be hilarious, i share with you overheard in new york. good times.

list of major school related events this week: bio test, calc test, french project, stats quiz. things i feel comfortable about from that list: bio test. gasp!

incomprehensive list of things i've done instead of homework: pirate, bake, moviewatch, shop, eat, sleep, internet.

pat buechs proved that every vote counts. you can't not vote. it's just not cool.

I fell asleep on Sarah Bootsma and I'm fairly certain she enjoyed it

2006-04-03T23:36:00.000-05:00

i realize that i haven't updated yet. it's either going to happen tomorrow after school, 2 am tomorrow, or sometime this weekend. maybe this is a sign: perhaps it is time to phase out the blog. all the retarded stuff i do is only funny once (example: nearly falling off the stage on which the chicago symphony plays/taking a cellist down with me).

souldecision's faded because i have been talking it up forever. what a good song. it's on the 'best of the boy bands' cd, which apparently actually exists because s durant and i spotted it at a borders in chicago. actually all i've done lately is listen to a lot of music while staring at a blank blogupdate box.

and to be honest i basically passed out saturday night so i had no idea that i did that. sorry about that, my darling canadian. i'll pay more attention to you next time - i promise.

and i leave you with an ACTUAL EXCHANGE that made me laugh a lot.

actually i'm going to quickly mention the fact that i can record phone calls on my cell phone (but only what the other person says) and i have a great call for you to listen to, if you so wish. contact me pre 725 or post 220. because that is how nicolet rolls.

If you've never been to Diane's photoblog, you should go there now

2006-03-31T01:14:00.000-06:00

yes i will update soon. no it isn't happening right now because it is one in the morning and i have yet to pack for chicago. here are things you will soon hear about:

and now a bit of advice from someone who's going to have to do a fair amount of explaining to raad on monday: stop freaking out about college.

(link to diane)

Whoa snap, tis my birthday

2006-03-24T05:03:00.000-06:00

i don't quite understand what the applause in english was about, but exciting nonetheless. my lines: far less exciting, but i didn't need any prompting, unlike someone with the initials cz (who stole my 'place in line').

gillian's carrot cake was delicious. we did indeed have that illegal party in french class fourth hour. unfortunately, mike had put his bag of soda in madame's room before first hour. madame found it, and subsequently handed it off to foreign language office secretary, who was told to not return it unless it was after 2:20. but we had a lot of fun and food anyway, and the sub totally let us have the party (even though it said NO PARTY on his directions) because we offered him food. he wrote all the directions on the board, but i can't say we followed them at all. it was totally worth not going to chicago to see carmen with madame.

the evening was exciting, because after everything in milwaukee county it was time to make the shift to madison with mdickson, ashleigh heller, and turner kunkle (somewhat of a hero for driving us around). i also must note that i called nicolet attendance at 2am to tell them that i was my mother and i would not be coming to school on friday because of my sickness.

friday we got back to milwaukee around noon (after a breakfast of mcdonalds hotcakes) . mary and i chilled with ann and grace peterson because milw high school of the arts had the day off. as a result of a fat baby episode of maury, we went to pick n save to buy root beer and vanilla ice cream. that's right: root beer floats! on a friday afternoon! when we should have been in school!

thus was the beginning of what was a very long and exciting weekend.

Electric Six

2006-03-23T21:00:00.000-06:00

yes they were awesome.

opening band 1: rock kills kid. they were super good live, which is not something you can say often. kind of a bravery/vhsorbeta mix, i guess, but good. because i only enjoy vhsorbeta's night on fire. anyway, apparently their tour van fell apart in denver, and their replacement van also was ridiculous, but they somehow made it to madison; they kept mentioning their awesome sound guy johnny and dick valentine kept mentioning how awesome they were for still making it. opening band 2, however, sucked. they were just horrible. the fever (all the way from neewyyorkkcittyy!) was horrible. i don't know why they left. it was half an hour of just sounds and a crazy lead singer that did weird things with his arms. despite the noise, we found ourselves falling asleep: a sure sign of their not being awesome.

then came electric six.

as stated, they were awesome. they started the set with improper dancing and then just played a bunch of music. it was wildly exciting. we were right up near stage right. there was a guy standing near us who was pole dancing (!) with one of those pillars that holds the building up. he was dressed in a yanni tshirt, zebra-striped zoombas, a fur vest, and had yanni-facial hair. and he sang along with every song. it was dangerous for those around him because when he wasn't with the pole he was jumping around and waving his arms in the air. but we didn't look that way often.

dick valentine has very interesting dance moves. i don't know how many of you watch the office (if you don't you should) but his dance moves = dictator hand motions. lots of "fist in air for no reason" and just general motions one would associate with a dictator's speech. the rest of the band was pretty stoic the entire set. sometimes you'd see some head motions but really, it was all their lead singer.

during electric six, mary happened to glance off to the left and saw the singer from the fever. he had changed out of his tight suit into a hoodie and he looked very sad. we made eyecontact and i laughed, because when we made eyecontact during his set i just looked very bored.

after the concert we got to meet the lead singer from rock kills kid. he was super nice and hugged us. (meanwhile, turner met dick valentine, who apparently has a very limp handshake.) we also got to meet john r. dequindre (i sometimes refer to him as 'the superhotbassis' from electric six'), who gave us posters and signed them (!!!). i told him that it was my birthday (i won't lie, i was telling everyone, even random guy who admired my poster) and that we were from milwaukee, and he was also nice and told us to drive home safely.

in conclusion, we had a great time. here are some pictures i stole from someone else who had a great time, because we were retarded and forgot our cameras.

oh, and at the end of their set, when everyone was clapping and they were all smiling because they're awesome and they know it, the suddenly said CONTINUE and finished up improper dancing. it was the coolest thing ever. if you haven't heard improper dancing, there's a point where they shout STOP! (pause) CONTINUE! they played a few encores but that was the cool part of the end.

I don't usually say things like this so please take this seriously

2006-03-22T16:29:00.000-06:00

that calculus test pwned me. in all senses of the fake word. it actually was incredible. i walked in and literally forgot what the hell a series was. left an entire page blank. not excited about getting it back.

today in bio i raised my hand and asked to leave the room. rhude and i were both shocked by this development; i tend to walk out and on my way out tell rhude that i'll be back in a few seconds. i said i was maturing because i'm turning 18, but we all know that's a damn lie.

we did this french competition thing today. it was our first time in the "new labo" all year. poor al was still taking it while i clicked over to the exciting facebook pictures of members of our class that caused a slight ruckus. sorry about that. and madame flipped out when she realized that we were planning to have a party tomorrow. it's still going down, don't worry. fourth hour. you should come.

crap i have to memorize fifteen lines from hamlet tonight. this is going to take a really long time. maybe if i set them to music or something....

I used the word "percepted" on my statistics test and couldn't figure out what was wrong with it

2006-03-21T06:16:00.001-06:00

i like how the title of the last post made it seem like i hate sentences, yet today byrne totally loved my sentence about rosencrantz/guildenstern.

i finally wrote that hamlet paper. over the past few weeks i've spent an obscene amount of time procrastinating. it's just unreal how much procrastination happened. i don't know how many of you saw "shana learns about meter using mspaint" but damn. no one has ever done anything like that. i'm sure of it. the best part is that once i actually sat down to write it (11:30 pm) it only took an hour. an hour!

for the past few days i've had this weird feeling when i inhale that air isn't actually going into my lungs. and there's a weird (no other adjective to describe this, really) feeling like there's this giant hole in my, well, chest cavity. it truly is living up to its name. so weird. thought you guys would enjoy hearing that.

in bio today i asked rhude if he was part of the bone marrow registry (i promise you, there was no context for this). he said he wasn't, and asked about me. i told him i planned to when i turned eighteen. so he asked when i was turning eighteen. i responded with "next week." there was a beat, followed by a "no, wait: in two days!" can't believe i forgot my birthday.

today was one of those days when every single teacher reprimanded me for talking. but here's the weird surprise: rhude did not.

orchestra disney world field trip is the last weekend in april. this works perfectly with the "shana runs away to california" plan.

my calculus grade will be falling drastically tomorrow. i've given up. raad and weidner and my parents really don't need to know this, friends. this shall party on the "down low" along with all my other exciting life stories. because i'm pretty sure at least one of you is a spy.

no this isn't a maroon 5 reference, but it actually is getting harder and harder to breathe. fuck.

it's official: i can't memorize anything.

Sentences are for losers

2006-03-20T21:56:00.000-06:00

parents aren't fans of the treasure chest

room has been insanely rearranged

threw away so much stuff from the past four years

going to madison for sure on thursday - my dad is driving us there because i'm amazing

party fourth hour thursday in madame's room - there will be carrot cake and movies and no madame

hamlet paper getting done tonight

jerry springer on monday (dear myso: i am sick. love, shana)

oh no comics have a nonbootleg rss feed

did "ab's of steel" video today - questioned the grammar and that woman's ass

actually getting things for my birthday (!)

had a STORM today

calculus test wednesday

the internet is the worst distraction ever

but i couldn't survive without it

It sort of surprises me every time the phone rings because it hadn't rung for five days

2006-03-19T14:30:00.000-06:00

i got the "you are apathetic and that is bad" speech last night. it was coupled with the "you are less organized this year than ever before" speech and the "omg how could you have two laundry baskets full from just the past week?!" speech. it was great.

skipping solo/ensemble was brilliant. ihop (i'm cutting down, i promise) and bayshore and starbucks with my darling ashleigh heller were great. at starbucks i saw a) the coolest sweatshirt EVER: all black but on the sleeve it said F(y)=[integral y->infinity]f(y)dy and i was so excited. yes, despite my being horrible at calculus, i can actually deal with integrals and antiderivatives. wild! shocking! i also had a delicious coffee (marble mocha macchiato, or m^3 as it said on my cup), which jimmy crawford said was very delicious and he wasn't lying. it was pleasantly strong.

as we drove to the goodbye-indian-people! party last night, i attempted to choose a soliloquy to memorize. except i'm retarded because i couldn't find a single one. i went through my book at least three times and kept finding speeches with one or two others in the room. it took quite a few phone calls before i finally found some. not that i've chosen one yet.

i in no way wish to steal mkao's thunder here, but damn do i have a scheuer story for you. after the symphony last night, mkao and nick teichen saw scheuer downtown WITH FRIENDS in a station wagon! there was pointing and waving and laughter involved. oh man. but it made me realize that i've never seen a teacher in "real life".

thursday = ultimate cookie dough and red raspberry and the ever-present storm at kopp's. there's no one left to be pleased.

plan for today, because if i publicize it then surely people will ask if i actually went through with it and then i'd feel guilty about not going through with it: english paper, french project, calculus homework, statistics homework, english lines.

It appears that Scheuer stories > any other story ever told

2006-03-16T18:37:00.000-06:00

here it is: The Pen Story

before class, all of scheuer's pens and markers were removed from their natural homes to jake's backpack. we got through a fair amount of the class before scheuer became excited about a problem and wished to explain it with the aid of the board. he spun around. and saw no markers. and spun a little more. and looked very lost. after much laughter and a sad "come on, you guys, give me my pens", said pens were removed by the handful from jake's backpack and returned to scheuer. and the first pen he tried to write with didn't work.

i've heard the juniors did this as well, but i don't know if they implemented it as well as we did.

recently, in an effort to write the word "planes", scheuer wrote "plance". it was marvelous. the next day he made a list of excitingly misspelled words, including "plances" and "thugcsz".

conclusion: scheuer, despite stalking me sophomore year, is pretty awesome.

also, we're not going to talk about the 1.5 hours i spent in raad's office with my dad and him. i actually would rather have been in bio. and i missed the math meet. my dad sucks.

i had that new chicken caeser grilled stuft burrito at taco bell the other day. it was like a hot salad. it was delicious. 670 calories of deliciousness, in fact. but so worth it.

our house phone line is dead because the vonage took over but the vonage router has not been plugged in. this is because i asked my dad to get the wireless router rather than use the one they gave us so i could actually use the existing wireless network. he said he'd "think about it", so mostly i hope people know our cell phone numbers because otherwise they're just not getting ahold of us.

we watched the end of the uwm game during calculus today. there was an amazing moment where an oklahoma player smashed into a uwm guy and subsequently fell backwards. uwm guy tried to spin and run away but he tripped on the ground or something and also fell down. it was brilliant. we could not stop laughing. then casey jones complained about cbs "never replaying what you actually want to see." actually, i'm sure they knew we wanted to see that again; they were just being kind.

i am really enjoying this kings of convenience song. the intro was exciting and there's a string part rocking out in the background. it's great. and it's called "i'd rather dance with you" and i'll send it to you if you care.

i suppose i'm taking suggestions for the new format.

I think people underestimate how often I hit myself in the eye with a pen cap

2006-03-13T22:34:00.001-06:00

byrne did not freak out today. apparently she just didn't know how to turn on late papers. this means she doesn't care about papers being late. and my paper will not be written for a few days.

we had our "party" in gym class that really = "koppa loves all the jewish girls in my class so he let us swim for only four days." christ i ingested so much sugar. so bad.

rhude tried to embarrass me in front of the class by mentioning that he had seen "some people" before the test but not during the test. i told him that he was incorrect in saying that i left after stats because i left at noon. and then i went to mathsci where the test room and the tables were full so boots and i got to stand around until we could cheat with the sixth hour leftovers.

i think the song i'm listening to just said "penchant" and this makes me happy.

today leah and i got really bored at myso (she was also super sick) so we just left. because we're that cool. yeah.

want to know what pants you were wearing on friday? call me! mkao made me realize i had this skill this weekend. she knew her chapstick was in her pants but she didn't know which ones; all she knew was that she hadn't seen it since friday. my magical abilities revealed exactly where the chapstick was. it was pretty awesome.

boots and i both failed calculus (just barely though, which is sort of sad), but her A on the hamlet test truly trumps my B. i got a clever, a good, an off topic, and full credit on one of the quotes. i'm pretty cool.

i rediscovered a friend of mine through facebook. i hate being able to say that, but it's the truth. we were bffff back in new york until i moved. we still send "holiday cards" back and forth (they tend to not be around december because we're indian) but i tried to find her and then i had a dream where she found me and then i found her. whoa!

ah, blood drive today. i almost didn't go because i didn't really want to make up the french test after school with madame (blech.). pissed off right-side guy made me go to my backpack and get my id when everyone else was just using their yearbook picture, and josh brunner decided that he was so cool he could take my spot. but left-side lady and i bonded over the deliciousness of restaurant indian food (even though she couldn't find the Asian Indian box on her computer and called my race Other). then my blood squirted at the predonation check lady, which was pretty funny. she said "it's like a massacre out here" and i was like "damn lady you're lucky i'm a different kind of indian."

i didn't notice any difference while they stole my blood; if anything, i was even more energized than usual. guess i was just that busy rekindling friendships with ex-english homies. katie hauke's pants matched her shirt. i believe she would love to have that on the record. and maggie and i are hoping for interconnected dreams tonight. wish us luck!

¡Tomato Party!

2006-03-12T19:51:00.000-06:00

it's been quite a long time since the last real update, so this is going to be fairly list-like in manner.

tuesday in brookfield i bought a yellow jacket. i won't lie: much of its charm comes from the fact that i have a "yellowjacket" and can say that in public. it's pretty awesome and i'm waiting for the weather to say "okay, shana, time to wear that awesome jacket."

boots, mkao and i tackled THE STORM. true, we had an unfair advantage (empty stomachs, three against one, vanilla custard) but damn was it delicious.

i've decided that convergence and divergence is for losers.

Requiem turned out so, so well. it was such a pleasant surprise. sure the entire string section got lost during a certain part of the recordare but the rest was really really good.

i read like two hundred pages of AC Bradley's book on shakespeare to prep for my presentation. great time, really. then during my presentation i said that i wanted to prove i'd read the book and to do so i would continue talking for no reason. hoping this move cancels out the fact that i still haven't written the paper.

my darling lucia forged my dad's signature for me (it was an amazing copy) and i went ihopping with mkao friday afternoon instead of failing the bio test. those cinnastacks really are delicious - i didn't eat anything until saturday. after gorging we went shopping (really i was shopping and mary was laughing at everything i said or did). it was fun.

speaking of bio, as we went down a staircase on our way out of the school, rhude happened to be coming up. he said "hello ladies!" and we responded with awkward "hi!"s. i've heard the makeup test is supposed to be harder than the original. oh well.

i bought a "treasure chest" at the swim team/orchestra garage sale. it's this vintage trunk that's super cool-looking that shall be better once it smells like something delicious (oranges?). thanks to the various mothers that dealt with lowering the price. all because i'm cool and popular and stuff.

my mom asked me what i wanted for my birthday and i didn't say anything. i did, however, receive a letter from madison that made the lie i've been developing come true: they want me to spend a friday and saturday there. what i'll do is insert a nice sheet of paper detailing the date changes of the "experience", because their handy sheet of paper just says that the reply-deadline has been moved to march 17.

tomorrow:
1. byrne will eat me
2. calculus test comes back
3. rhude freaks out

I love that Belle and Sebastian believe only in dance moves I have already mastered

2006-03-11T11:07:00.000-06:00

so this is the concert update before the "update i should have made earlier this week but didn't."

the concert was, as i hope you've assumed, amazing. i have to admit that i would have have loved it more if new pornographers had been last and played for like six hours. and yeah we didn't need the 30+ minute wait between the bands BUT it was still so bitchin' it's unbelievable. so good.

here are some pictures i stole; i'm sure there will be more soon. i'm banking on "blonde girl in front of us who kept standing on her chair to capture some action shots" having a flickr account. as always, click to see full image.

new pornographers

belle & sebastian

and i really wish they'd done more advertising about closing the I43n onramp from mckinley because that was mean. not a fan of being disoriented.

now i'm sitting here listening to the npr recording of the washington dc show because it distracts me from how badly i'm going to fail the biology test and my nonexistent english paper. (link link)

I don't know who decided that soliloquies should be pluralized with an i but they were damn wrong

2006-03-05T15:59:00.000-06:00

apparently you can place a pizza shuttle order online. i'd like to know how many people have actually done that.

i've been clicking through livejournals for what seems like hours and i am thoroughly disturbed by how many i've just subscribed to. i'm so disturbed that they're not even public subscriptions on bloglines because it's just weird and stalker-ish of me to even subscribe. but i was (pleasantly?) surprised by how many arrested development afficionados (thanks for that, facebook) i've come across.

i'm in love with my new firefox extension that makes little screenshots of my tabs appear on the screen when i push f2. it's called reveal. it's great. i have eight tabs open as a write this, mostly because i'm really cool.

so many parentheses. i said this years ago (how weird does that sound?) but i really can't stop. it's a vice or addiction or obsession or something. funny because i read Comma Sense today and thoroughly enjoyed it.

i just read the entries i linked with the parentheses thing and wow. that's the extent of my reaction right there. w. o. w. i was an interesting junior. and that was the day weidner read the blog. oh, time. we hardly knew ye.

there's a cd going around with three newpornographers/two belle&sebastian albums on it. you should get in on it. it's quite worth whatever effort you'll put into the search.

Sorry, I had a date with a plate of pancakes

2006-03-02T18:32:00.000-06:00

tuesday was pancake day. mkao, boots and i skipped our seventh hour classes and went to ihop because they were giving away free pancakes. we got sarah to forge a note and get out of going to bio, which was quite a feat (clearly i did that too but that's old news). it would have been awesomer if chip hadn't decided to write on the board where she was. rhude made fun of us, which i'm used to but boots was actually worried about.

statistics wasn't that bad at all. i lost all my points on multiple choice as usual, and on the ones with math, too. there was one (#8) that i thought of as 'things you state in the conclusion' rather than 'ways to reject Ho' so i tricked scheuer into refunding three points on, but i still got an A so yay. and yes that was all one sentence.

we had a highly exciting Hamlet test today. there were four quotes that i just didn't know. i guessed, incorrectly i think. the essays weren't bad at all. i was, as usual, late to class as usual, except this time i was in the school at 7:24 and by the 'stuco office' when evanssteinbach+fritz+tomaszewski decided that making me turn around and go to c106 was way cooler than anything i was planning to do. luckily, the attendance ladies are my friends and wrote me a pass as soon as they saw me. that's right: i supercede everyone else because, well, i'm just that cool.

so we're done with volleyball in gym. sasha was so proud of our class for actually passing and stuff by the end of the unit. i admit i'll miss the expressions of those who are hit by the ball (i was hit in the head the day of the stats test and was ready to blame that for an abysmal score) and those who can make baskets with volleyballs. i won't miss garrett serving to me like five times in a row just so i can "do something." really, garrett, i won't. not at all. but you did make a fool out of yourself during lightning yesterday so it's all okay.

also yesterday was our "senior class picture." they made us organize ourselves by height, then sit on the bleachers. it took forever to take about a dozen pictures because the senior class is just that immature. and by immature i mean awesome, just to clarify.

so high school facebook has been integrated with college facebook. i've spent so much time on facebook this week that it sickens me. i spent zero time on it before because hsfacebook = myspace, but it's actually somewhat interesting now. i still don't have a profile so don't bother.

madame (yes we had our weekly argument today and boy was it a doozy) informed me that theresa foy and i have the same bag. this i find very hard to believe, because the bag i've been using was a purchase i made in india. it cost me the equivalent of $2.50. i'll be surprised if H&M (yet another swedish love of mine) carries the exact same bag, because i have a lot of bags from H&M and if i didn't have this already i'd probably be paying quite a bit of money for it in the near future.

here are the things that have been distracting me of late, in no particular order:

facebook

hypemachine

bloglines

i'm glad normal tv shows are back. damn olympics.

also, today in gym we all saw mark and clay's asses and it was highly unnecessary.

Boy Least Likely To played during Grey's Anatomy and I got so excited

2006-02-26T17:26:00.000-06:00

i have a toothache where i used to have a wisdom tooth (how weird is seeing that singular? who talks about one wisdom tooth?). i think it's sympathy pain that developed as a result of eighteen different people getting their wisdom teeth out this past week. i remember my surgery like it was yesterday... okay not really but i do remember bria cloyd parading me around glen hills because my cheeks were swollen. recall that there were maybe five people who were nice to me during my stay at glen hills.

so we had a band+orchestra requiem rehearsal the other day. the next day we (orch) discussed it and someone said, "you guys, they're ten times better than they were that time we rehearsed with them in january." mickey hyland responded splendidly: "but ten times zero is still zero." i laughed. heartily. it was like the time i was ribbing joey kahl and hoffman did the whole belly-laugh thing. okay so chip was right in assuming i found it hilarious mostly because it was mathematical, but still. good job, mickey. makes up for that reverse-mullet thing you had going on last year.

so last night there was a fairly raucous movie night at my house. we watched run lola run (third of five movies this weekend; i lead such an exciting life). somehow christa was invited, which i really was okay with (it's not that i'm not a fan of christa, but i can better deal with her in smaller groups). so when she arrived we turned off all the lights and the tv. and ignored our phones. and she was quite confused. yes i let her in in the end but really, it was funny. i'm not a bad person, okay?

this paul anka cover of wonderwall is unbelievable. i mean, wonderwall was not meant to have a fucking big band. oasis is nothing like a big band. wild. but i listen to michael bublé so maybe i had it coming.

if you skip to the last fifteen seconds of thriller you will hear stephen mccray's laugh. it is uncanny.

and now three advertisements, because these made me laugh and y'all know how much i enjoy the laughing.

avis commercial

2Gs

olde english sketch comedy

oh no comics

statistics test tomorrow!

Today is a good music day

2006-02-25T18:37:00.000-06:00

i'm in love with the amelie soundtrack. i mean, i thoroughly enjoy it while i watch the movie but now it's on my computer and it's nothing short of wonderful.

also, earlier today i found the worst mix cd i ever made. damn was it bad. it was like john mayer then atc then barenakedladies and it just kept going on like that. so, so bad.

i got a bunch of songs from commercials, including my favorite ad ever: this volkswagen one from years ago with a guy who shows up late to a wedding. okay so i don't really care about the ad or the story but the song is UNBELIEVABLE. soooooo gooooood. yes that warranted twelve Os. yay for j ralph and one million miles away and the years it has taken me to find that information.

the only problem is i cannot figure out the song playing in this commercial. it feels like something i have but apparently it isn't, which sucks. it's good.

moving on... i've discovered a bumpin' eminem song. i mistakenly fell for a ska song earlier this week, but i was drugged back then and i really don't have anything to blame this time. i'll have to listen to it a bit more.

my sister asked me to get the bach double concerto in d minor and i got an annoying version with a harpsichord. i am not a fan of harpsichords. they're just not awesome. if anything, they're the opposite of awesome. that piano that rhude donated to the school looks like a harpsichord, but it couldn't be because those things are worth so much money it's wild.

Rhude seems so disappointed when I know exactly what is going on in bio

2006-02-25T18:00:00.000-06:00

i started friday by illegally parking in a random spot at 7:19 this morning. then, for the third day in a row, i walked into english before 7:25. wild and shocking, i know. i also attended that piano concert twice. the second time mme had amazing seats and HOT DAMN do his fingers fly across the fucking keys. jesus christ.

so i try not to put too much gossip on here because this will last forever and years from now when you're bored and looking through my archives you don't want to be like "what the hell is she talking about? guess it's a good thing i didn't keep in touch with her because she actually is crazy." anyway, it is true that Charles Zien got arrested yesterday. let's leave it at that.

tara and i saw Transamerica last night. let me tell you: that is a really really really good movie. we decided that it was the most bizarre feel good movie ever. i mean, it just leaves you feeling good, but the subject matter? not formulaic at all. it is quality.

lovefool is by the cardigans?! who knew. lovefool is one of those songs that i connect with the nineties, like that benga boys song and hanson's mmmbop. and most one hit wonders. i love one hit wonders. they're best.

things i need to clarify for garrett, because apparently getting a perfect ACT score doesn't mean everything:

for a few precious seconds i thought snow was talking about someone named shana in informer, but a quick google search proved me quite wrong.

okay so i've been listening to a lot of covers and one hit wonders lately. what are you going to do about that?

i just looked at my sister's profile on AIM and her very white friend (sister of s durant, if that means anything to you) made a "rap" about her. sample:

behold the honors kids of the future.

i went grocery shopping yesterday after school. originally i just wanted some milk because there wasn't any (gasp!). when i got to sendik's i discovered that milk was unbelievably cheap! and so was the pasta! i usually only get fruits and vegetables there because we go through milk often and jewel is across the street, but damn i'm going to start going to that glorious market a mile away more often. anyway, i was so excited over how little i spent that i walked across the parking lot and bought a muffin at great harvest with the part of my 10$ i hadn't spent.

my bloglines feeds are public if you want yet another way to stalk me. i spent so much time deleting and reorganizing the other day, only to discover that today they changed all the edit options and made it way simpler. oh well. have fun.

I said OMG to my mother this morning and she was all "OMG? What is this OMG?"

2006-02-21T20:09:00.000-06:00

the other day in statistics my pen cap flew from its home atop my pen and struck my eye. yeah i was playing with the cap to begin with but still, it was wild. if you saw it you'd understand just how awesome it was, despite the fact that my left eye was crying for a while after that.

i read an article about how gesticulating and volume changing helps kids learn better. i wish i still had the link because it made me laugh. this must be why i understand statistics.

i found a compilation of songs by artists from countries involved in the olympics. it's 25 songs that make me go "interesting", and a few of them make me go DAMN, music like that exists in that country?!

i realize that none of you watched Arrested Development but this list thing reminded me of so many great moments. what a good show.

i don't know why i keep not updating every day. i always forget the things that i want to write about and i like the frequent short updates more than those novella-sized-wonders.

Watch out for the cops congregating by the churches

2006-02-20T19:21:00.000-06:00

scandal of the past week: LADO. lado is this georgian kid that, for reasons unknown, drove away from the north shore on monday. apparently he made it to michigan and was on his way back down when he got stuck in green bay, able to get only 50cents worth of more gas. it's all very odd.

brittany wolfmeyer had her kid on friday: alexis mariah. heard she had pictures of it today, along with pictures of the baby-daddy. kind of wish i'd seen them.

the other day in calculus casey jones did this thing where he graphed a smiley face (circles, line segments, sine graph) then put his glasses on his calculator. that's right: it looked like a person. it was amazing.

i've decided that if dislike could be calculated, the amount that i dislike calculus is equal to the surface area of gabriel's horn. i said this to bootsma earlier today and we laughed (but not as much as the time i walked into a short girl. she was short and i was looking over her and it was great). actually i've come to terms with the fact that i suck at calculus so much it's not even funny.

in bio on friday rhude claimed that the irritating sound of the crickets was actually calming and sleep-inducing. "for example," he noted, "look at shana. it can't be me putting her to sleep." good ole caitlin baker said, "mr rhude, she's going to kill you or something." rhude then asked whether we had guns (we do). i told him that my dad works for the government (less now than when he was head of an epa region, but still true). he looked afeard.

when weidner told sarah/me that we should pay attention to the nonsense he was attempting to explain, i realized that every single teacher i've had this year has reprimanded me for my talking. sure, scheuer does it kind of indirectly, but it still counts. i've also realized that i'm probably among the most disrespectful any of you have ever met. not really going anywhere with that revelation.

mkao and i went to value village (which is really a fake value village and makes me want to go to a real one) and pizza shuttle. it was her first time to either. at value village i happened to spy a madison hoodie so i let out a HUGE gasp. mary spun around and exclaimed "shottie the sweatshirt!" there was a scuffle and then we realized that we had just made fools out of ourselves in a public place. but it's okay because we're awesome.

chip and i (after spending about an hour at blockbuster) watched fargo the other day. both of us went in thinking it a comedy, but boy were we wrong. it's good though; one of those movies you should watch once but you can't watch again because you know how it ends.

speaking of movies, i've been doing this thing lately where i put a movie into the computer in my room (which i hadn't turned on in a really long time) then fall asleep. it's actually really awesome; i'm watching all my favorite movies again and it's really fun. i'd forgotten how damn happy amélie makes me.

my twenty minutes of being at school during sadie's were highly uneventful, save for teichen's outfit and hannah's unbelievable eighties dance. really, it was enthralling. loved it. don't have much else to say about saturday but if you're awesome you know who you are. and i guess we can laugh at ann's staircase incident, because even she'll admit that was quality.

among the things alyssa markensen advocates, which i feel need to publicized, and also because she wanted me to write something cool about her:

the starting time of 7:25 really does not apply to me. beth claims byrne is too afraid to tell me to start coming to school on time. this probably is the case; i've been known to throw copies of shakespeare down hallways and laugh maniacally as the pages are strewn about.

Okay, yeah, classical music can be so good it makes me shiver. Stop making fun of me.

2006-02-13T22:17:00.000-06:00

when reading aloud, it's really not okay to substitute "joe smith" for a name that you cannot pronounce. it's just not funny. personally i'd rather you murder my name than call me sally or something. and don't take that as a license to act retarded. today was ridiculous. i know the person who did this doesn't read this but it really pissed me off. just don't do it.

and now, off the soapbox.

Wonderful Town is over, which is sort of weird. i'm just so used to going to rehearsals and shows that i don't know what to do anymore.

i watched the Arrested Development series finale yesterday. it was two hours of bittersweet laughter. i'm going to miss it. the plotlines actually did all come together in the end and it wasn't retarded. i liked the references to other cancelled shows that i perhaps watched in the past. made me smile.

so you all know that weidner moved the test. today i felt ready for it because i knew what i was doing. first problem: rotated the wrong part of the graph, as did ann. and sarah. and jeanne. and maureen. and that problem is worth thirty six points. really, really, really not good. really.

i have to talk about my lines in Hamlet tomorrow. i wish i had something awesome to say just to prove that despite my strongly disliking shakespeare i can still analyze the hell out of his writing. i don't know how this is going to work out.

here are the people that didn't do the french homework: al, sarah. did they get in trouble? of course not! they're not me!

we moved on to "actual sports" in gym now. i started off playing volleyball, but i suck at volleyball, as does the rest of the class (save for sasha, who seemed in pain throughout the whole ordeal). so i went to "shoot some hoops", mostly because i wanted to use that phrase in real life. nikki just laughed.

laughed

laft

right when i switched over, the black girls (really.) stopped the game to look at this one girl's tattoo. then i started rambling about how tattoos are "redic" and molly o countered with the designs she's pondering. she even offered to bring in the pictures so i could see them because i do that thing where it seems like i'm interested but i'm really not. but i did enjoy her explanation of her plan with toulouse-lautrec's chat noir: get it on her calf and have the tail wrap around her ankle.

i don't think i mentioned this when it happened, but armin (jr in my stats/bio class) got his hair cut. this is something i've been complaining about since last semester; i used to sit behind him and was unable to see the board as a result of the asian fro he was sporting. actually i have no idea where armin is from but i just sort of assumed he was middle eastern?

scheuer did this amazing arm-waving thing today while trying to get us to respond to a question. it really was remarkable.

we listened to a recording of our concert in myso. it really sounded good, which was a bit of a shock (yes, uihlein hall helped). we listened the the opening of one of our songs three times because it was the only times the basses had ever started it properly. exciting. and the music we read today makes me more of a holst fan: trombone solo that makes me wish i played that instead.

i've been not-finishing my Hamlet thing for forty five minutes and need to deal with that now. have fun.

I especially enjoyed it when the trumpet section spent an entire song laughing

2006-02-11T10:54:00.000-06:00

i go grocery shopping a lot. i tend to cook for myself because my mom's cooking gets boring or she just gets lazy and the rest of us have to fend for ourselves or i complain that there's "no food in the fridge" and my dad says "what are you talking about?!". my sister reaches for cereal, but i can drive. the other day i was at jewelosco buying myself milk (i drink skim because i'm awesome) and this left me more than a little bemused.

old people are cool because they kept me from going to calculus and bio on wednesday. this makes me happy.

what also makes me happy is weidner realizing that none of us know what the hell is going on in calculus and moving the test to monday. he then proceeded to finally teach us everything he should have taught us during the past week but had decided against doing so, realizing that watching us struggle would be much more amusing than having us feel confident about the subject matter.

grammy award committee = ridiculous. so much u2.

rhude finally put his foot down in bio. ann and i were discussing something relevant like dna when he came over and the following exchange occurred. "you know, it's really annoying when you talk all the time" (but i'm taking notes! look) "i know but what can you do about the talking?" (stop talking) "what else?" (move) "you should do those." really, really, really not a fan.

we did step aerobics in gym thursday (our one day of physical activity per week). we were sort of standing around waiting for the theme song of the video to end (the robot reebok people from lifetime fitness!) and mark peterson decides to do the opening bit for swing. you know, the "step up, step up" thing. and he ran around the class waving his arms and telling us to get hep and it was great.

so Gossipedia is gone. it was another one of this year's awesomely ridiculous scandals. as i deleted it from my bookmarks toolbar, i wondered how many times in the past week i've clicked that link. i'm glad i don't have a statistic on that because it would probably make me look like a freak.

this is a myso concert weekend, which means eighteen hundred hours of rehearsal followed by the concert. add this to Wonderful Town and you've got yourself an excellent recipe for "needing to go to the chiropractor" and "little sleep". it's also the reason i'm not in madison right now.

and, just for the record, i'm a natl merit finalist. woohoo.

Concerts my sister and I are going to because we're awesome

2006-02-06T17:00:00.000-06:00

March 11

Belle & Sebastian
New Pornographers

April 19

Franz Ferdinand
Death Cab for Cutie

It is now common knowledge that I am addicted to Gossipedia

2006-02-05T23:59:00.000-06:00

i missed at least one class every single day this past week. that's actually pretty funny. i'm done skipping classes for now because i need to exempt and i'm nearly at five for most classes. but i do have a calc quiz monday and i have no idea what it's on...

so here is the madame situation: i can't drop her class. raad hates me again (we have an interesting relationship; tomorrow is my sister's "schedule classes for nicolet" day and i really would rather he not mention the return of this ordeal to my father). and i hate that bitch. fun fact: apparently the sections of our 5-day-long exam that you didn't finish during the exam hour weren't graded. granted this didn't hurt me that much because i got As on all the sections except the last (F), but it's not fair. and she had the audacity to claim that her grading system was fair. and raad was totally on her side the entire time that the three of us had a "conversation". blech. makes me mad. and i still lied uncontrollably during said conversation because otherwise expletives would have made their way out.

Wonderful Town is going well. today's show was unbelievably boring; pit/cast/crew were all still tired from last night. the parties have been interesting, to say the least. and i still feel like ben's bass line in swing is one of the best things bernstein ever wrote. it's unbelievable. bernstein was a pretty awesome guy.

and i'm almost proud to say that i convinced kettle moraine folk to drive an hour out here to see me. and i say me because there's no way you were interested in the show; am i right, andrea? erin? thought so.

strobe lights are awesome, and that's a fact. reasoning: as a result of my 80s-hair-metal-style hair flipping to since u been gone, devin streur asked "shana, why are you incredible?" i don't know, devin. i don't know. but thanks.

as usual, i nearly got into a HUGE car accident while driving to the show saturday night. i was making the left turn on to green bay and after successfully getting on to green bay i just... kept turning left. i don't know what happened. i drove over the median (not a new experience) and into oncoming traffic (new experience). luckily a car had just passed going the other direction and the next car was far enough away that i could go "whoa" and get back into the correct lane without crashing. unfortunately, sarah semon was getting a rolling stop ticket at the same exact time. her trauma rather than mine has forced me into a) driving the speed limit, and b) actually obeying traffic laws.

alright beth, so this isn't the bitchin' update you were expecting but i'll probably add to it later.

The yappin' zone what my corner of Statistics is called, okay Casey Jones?

2006-02-01T23:49:00.000-06:00

let me explain my jaw surgery to you all, just because i've been getting an awful lot of questions and odd reactions to "well they're breaking both my jaws and moving them." i have what's called a Class III Underbite; there's nearly a one centimeter difference between the front teeth of the two jaws. the upper jaw will be pulled forward and i'll get some fake teeth to fill in gaps. the lower one will be pushed back. i'll get titanium screws to hold each jaw together so they heal properly. i'll still be able to talk but i'll have to relearn how to make certain sounds. that's about it. oh, and it's happening on july 5.

here's a link to Gossipedia, which i can't stop clicking. it's wildly distracting but unbelievably entertaining.

and thanks for the theatre sickness, theatre kids. you good-for-nothings. except you're the reason i don't have to go to english or gym tomorrow so hey, thanks for that.

today after our jimmy john's run, mkao and i were walking in the theatre lobby when she decided to do this retarded hopskipjump thing. it was so funny that i needed to turn around and wait for her to round the corner before following. i'm sure she'd demonstrate for you.

the "concepts" we "discuss" in english are stalking me. i mean, bob dylan discussing archetypes? anima, animus and archetype all on a chalkboard in ferris bueller?! unbelievable.

so far this week i've skipped: french, english/gym (math contest), calculus. the attendance ladies are always like "haha i bet this is forged" and i always reply with "my parents signatures are too hard to forge" and we all laugh and i don't go to class. instead of class i've: slept in e-wing, gone to a german 3 class, gone to panera. ashleigh called me the epitome of senioritis. i think all this would be more exciting if i had a car.

friday after pit some band kids went to kopp's for dinner before the basketball game. we're sitting on those brick benches inside when randomly, freshman trombone kid asks, "where did you get those shoes? they're FANTASTIC!" the rest of us make awkward eye contact; trombone kid is a boy. why should he care about pink tweed shoes? then we burst out laughing. because it was hilarious.

the other day i had what i thought was a serious conversation about my going to band camp this summer (i am - shut up). there was a point where i was talking and i saw my dad reaching for a box of cookies near him. as i spoke, he opened it and took one out and held it up and said "here, i got this for you." that's when i started laughing: i bought those cookies. and we laughed together. it was great. a real bonding moment, just like the time we watched ferris bueller together and he called it a good movie because it had "good themes."

it's harvest time in india, okay? god. the seasons are different there. stop making fun of me.

i found a cover of the song Conjunction Junction from school house rock. it's great. there's no way you can hear the word conjunction without wanting to add "junction, what's your function?" wow. i love grammar.

Give Me These

2006-01-28T00:50:00.000-06:00

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I can't just stop crying and start singing! It's not like I'm in a musical or something

2006-01-25T17:51:00.000-06:00

there's a line in the last scene of wonderful town where one character says the first bit. i countered with that second part. the pit found it funny, especially because it's quite true. it wasn't nearly as funny as the time greg jumped off our part of the set and there was an unbelievably loud crash. that was quality.

this is going to be really long. prepare yourselves. get some hot chocolate or something. and a blanket, maybe one of those fleece things. those are nice.

i assume most of you are aware of mkao's status as a cripple. for those of you who aren't, there's a torn ACL involved. watch her walk down a hallway. she. looks. ghetto. it's nothing short of a pimpwalk. please, point and laugh. (jk lol lessthanthree)

speaking of mkao, today in stats she attempted to throw her chapstick at me. instead, she nearly hit quin, it ricocheted off something, and somehow ended up in garrett's hands. he threw it at her head and did indeed hit it. it was great.

also, last week she and i sat in on a cast rehearsal while they were doing an interpretive dance based on a football game. we laughed so hard they kicked us out. seriously: go to the musical just for that scene. or be like madame who comes to the dress rehearsals, grades papers during them, and is cheap.

i've phased out my backpack during the day. i highly recommend it, except today when i was really hungry at the poetry readings and i wanted the ghirardelli chocolate i got from that girl in brookfield (it was wrapped so i'm pretty sure she wasn't trying to poison me).

i had this odd craving to watch mean girls earlier this week and somehow i will watch it this weekend. i feel so ridiculous liking that movie. but it's great. i will forever remember the 'positive one' thing. and i want a mathlete shirt. (i just realized that i can now do those math problems....)

so in calculus sarah and i moved to the back row of our column. we usually do nothing, but now we can inconspicuously do nothing, as i explained to joanne today. i also added that she's jealous because now weidner won't stand next to us when we're doing nothing; now he'll stand next to her/maureen. also, today we were writing on overhead things and sarah/i kept messing up and by the end of class somehow my entire right hand became green. yeah.

rhude = ridiculously surprised about discovering that i read the evo devo book. he actually thinks i'm retarded. i don't understand. he asked me like six times. i knew the title and the author and the madison connection and he still asked if i was sure it was that book. unbelievable.

last monday, my sister went skiing. sometime during the day her glasses fell off her face and she failed to notice. a while later, she and her friend skiied around a bit and found them: bent, broken, and with a lens missing. when she came home i popped the other lens out and she tried to wear it as a monocle. this is what we do for fun. then we went glasses shopping and she picked out a pair that i realized that both yulu and casey jones have. i doubt their glasses are by vogue, but you never know.

i forgot how much i love Annie and MIA until my mom started rocking out to the cd i was playing in the car the other day. granted, she was simply repeating the word "hey", but it was fun.

dr gingrass, my oral surgeon is a cool guy with a fun name, and he works with beth's oral surgeon. he was impressed with how much i recalled from our last discussion about my surgery. the only qualm i had with today's appointment was his reminding me that i'll be on a "liquid diet" for six weeks this summer. blech. at least my mouth won't be wired shut. take that, kanye.

save for monday (pit+myso=!!!), i've watched a movie each night this week. being a second semester senior is actually pretty awesome.

sorry amira, i have yet to stand corrected: still not a shakespeare fan.

garrett: you incorrectly spelled calculator two different ways. make up your mind.

and if any of you ever have a question about voting in a canadian election, send it over here. i'm dead serious.

My left hand is hurting even though I right with my left hand

2006-01-19T18:25:00.000-06:00

calculus = bitch. i HATE how it took me twenty minutes to realize that the graph we had was a velocity graph and not a distance graph and i was freaking out because you can't take the second derivative of a POINT! oh well.

english = hilarious. i plan to scan my exam and get it up here so y'all can see the nonsense i wrote on there. i wrote notes to sarah on the notebook we were ripping paper out of. i also ate some trix fruit snacks in the middle of the exam. and i forced sarah to read some of my answers. and the final paragraph to Major Essay 2. i crack myself up.

overall, quite excited that exams are over.

ashleigh heller is buying a fish. there's a list of possible names on her room's door. already on the list: "ti83+". and i didn't even suggest it.

over the years i've found several things that make me smile like a freak. one is im pei. another is this cartoon thing. oddly similar. which is really weird.

here ends the most disconnected and uninteresting and really unnecessary post ever. enjoy.

Something amusing for the LAST DAY OF EXAMS

2006-01-18T23:40:00.000-06:00

early in my superfantastic french exam, we were sitting around chilling, you know, analyzing some french newspaper articles and whatnot; basically having a good time. emily decides to bust out a water bottle, which totally made sense because that exam was making my throat dry too (sarah sort of got worried that one time when i just couldn't stop coughing... this was at the beginning and real coughing, not the fake coughs at the end that hid my anger). turns out she pulled out some carbonated water... that had shaken... and EXPLODED ALL OVER HER DESK!!! her unbelievably profanity-free reaction was "OH LA LA!" we all laughed, not only at the fact that exam was soaking wet but she had a french reaction. i can guarantee that none of those sounds would have been in my reaction.

i just spent way too much time looking at, disagreeing with, and downloading music videos. sorry i can't stand bright eyes. but they're reminding me to relisten to some good songs. this makes me happy.

i love how many of you sent me instant messages this week complaining that instead of studying you read the blog. y'all crack me up.

Eh.

2006-01-18T13:14:00.000-06:00

this one goes out to you, scheuer, for writing a math exam that i finished in one hour and thereby causing me to freak out. how's your relationship with the letter h?

speaking of stats, one of the few changes i made to the test (actual changes, not second guessing myself then realizing the first thing i had was as close to the right answer as it was going to get) was changing the word "they're" to "their." at like 11:49.

there was a song stuck in my head this morning and all i could remember from it was the tune + one line. now i can't remember either. i'm unsuccessfully going through my music trying to figure out what song it is. this is highly upsetting.

today i am studying for calculus and english. yesterday mkao/yulu/i partied it up stats-wise and later jeanne and i cried as we went through our calculus notes. until 1230am. it's going to be another interesting night.

my french exam was RIDICULOUS. like with capital Rs and Ds and Cs. on her exams you do one section then turn it in to get another section. according to her "guide" there were only three sections. i checked this morning. so i take the exam with the idea that i'll finish all three parts and then study for stats. i finish them and i see that i have a good amount of quick review time left. as i hand in the last one, what happens? i get another one. i do this one fairly quickly, not suprised that much because this is madame after all. turn this one in. there's ANOTHER ONE! this one is three pages of prepositions and tenses and i finish it in under two minutes. somewhat exasperated, i give this one to her... only to receive one more. it was unbelievable. i made a scene. emily barely finished two of the many sections i did. who'll get a better grade? if you guessed me then you're out of your fucking mind.

"Dude, ghoppers dont eat dead things!!"

2006-01-17T17:25:00.000-06:00

ah, exams. i'm unbelievably happy that i moved calculus. two hour requiem rehearsal was interesting... (not a band fan). biology wasn't terrifying, which (you all should know by now) translates to "shana's grade = d". i'm assuming none of you know my student id which calms me down a bit about the whole grade-posting thing he's finna do. unacceptable, rhude. really. i'm going at it with sharpie tomorrow morning.

the bit above is from when franny noticed that i had written that grasshoppers are decomposers. which is wrong. she wrote that on her own test and motioned, and we laughed. a lot. but not loudly. it was great.

went to panera with tara/jeanne rather than going to the calculus exam. there i spied ann honor, emma and sari. sari and i studied stats while the others freaked out about econ. man am i glad i am done with that class. and i learned that sari is in my gym class, along with some other college prep people. don't kid yourself and pretend like you know cp folk from a class other than gym. that's a damn lie.

emma/sari told me a great crazy liz story today: sometime this summer, one of her crutches got stuck in a sewer and she lay on the ground attempting to get it out. i'm not entirely sure whether "sewer" means manhole cover or one of those grates or the hole in the curb, but still: great visual. and i'm guaranteed to sit next to her next semester. which shall not be exciting. at all.

yet another glen hills pregnancy, apparently. remember jatara? oh yeah. that cat's enceinte.

speaking of/in french... sooo many corrections to do. and i learned today that madame is married. for some reason i just assumed that she's divorced or something; she's never mentioned a husband - ever. linnea snyder (who is her neighbor) says her husband is super nice. my response: "opposites attract."

is it weird that i have three versions of the song "last christmas"? what if i add that one is by wham!, one by technoishfolks le sport, and the last by jimmy eat world? thought so.

technically there are two more days until i am a second semester senior. but i've been one in principle for far too long.

The problem with not doing well in school is the guilt I'm going to feel when handing out a resumé with "BA: Mongolian Studies" on it

2006-01-15T19:06:00.000-06:00

once exams are over someone needs to have a fucking huge party to commemorate the fact that we will officially be second semester seniors.

the thing is, i don't know why i worry so much about exams; i've never not gotten an A on an exam, except for the gym exam i got a B on and that french exam with so many questions on french provinces (which at the time i didn't even know existed).

i think disney should make a movie about beavers. no one cares about beavers anymore, except for canadians. aren't they like loyal and homely and stuff? what's not to like?

i realized today that all the biology tests are comprised of questions from the quizzes. so why, pray tell, do i have As on all the quizzes but not on all the tests? now there's a question for the ages.

so far this weekend, instead of studying i have

done a rubik's cube
driven my sister around town
gone out to dinner (once) and lunch (twice)
watched fiddler on the roof (non-glenhills version)
downloaded a lot of music
chatted up multiple storms on AIM
renamed/organized my feeds on bloglines
pondered a layout change
shopped online
...

my sister has promised to call me one sunday when i am at madison just to see what's crackin' and say "You thinkin what I'm thinkin?" and i will reply "Narnia? Man it's happenin'." we will drop some hamiltons and snack on some cupcakes. and it will kick ass.

I don't know about you but I've always been partial to loud, sparkly things

2006-01-14T18:10:00.000-06:00

this week passed quite quickly. unfortunately, because i didn't update incessantly as i tend to do, i can't really remember much of what happened. i stole a parking space friday. and i recall finally writing that english paper and handing it in 1.5 months late... and getting an A. i amaze myself sometimes. that perceval test, though - let's just say my 29/40 wasn't as low as it may look.

took last week's biology test yesterday. a sophomore offered me 50$ to take his geometry test for him, and i would have done it but mathofficesecretary a) kept the door open, b) kept looking at the six of us in the little room because we kept having conversations, and c) i had to take my own test. i did spy jmp visiting scheuer, who seemed rather fed up with her (as i'm sure many are). he had probably been in the middle of an important meeting with the test writing committee.

the calculus test wasn't as bad as i anticipated. of course, i've learned this year that confidence RE: tests never yields a satisfactory grade. this year has been kicking my ass like none other, and exams will actually make me cry. and i get to take my calculus exam with you compsci kids so anticipate lots of keyboard clicking and very little pencil scratching.

i'm officially done with lower F wing. i've had six classes there (that number seems oddly high), and now i'll never again have to enter it. except to take my calc exam. the downside to this is that i have gym next semester. i'm pretty sure i'm in soph/jr gym, and i have yet to meet anyone in my class. give me a holler if you're in 2nd hour.

last night i made a completely nonscandalous voyage down the street to chip's house... at 11pm. we were both bored and The Music Man was great (and amazingly nostalgic for me; i know far too many musicals) and wood stoves = the shit. really. they're wonderful.

on thursday, bootsma and mkao and i spent some quality time in my kitchen making crepe things for the english feast. besides marveling at my cooking aids, we thoroughly enjoyed the tunes (bach fugues!) and the skill it takes to chop candied ginger. we also ate blood oranges, which i had purchased on a whim at sendik's a few hours earlier. once you get past the annoyingly thick skin, it's a damn shock to see DARK RED instead of, well, orange. but it's fun nonetheless.

well, that's all for now. i'm sure i'll think of something else to do besides study. perhaps i'll make all those purchases i've been pondering...

To call this "productivity" would be an impressive understatement

2006-01-10T19:47:00.000-06:00

i turned on the computer in my room because i knew that if i wrote my english paper there i wouldn't be distracted by the internet. when it first turned on the google desktop todo list appeared: english paper, study for bio, statistics, calculus, french homework - exactly the shit that i have to get done tonight. my life really is a neverending cycle of procrastination. but it's great. i mean, today (before garrett hit me in the head with a crumpled-up paper bag) charlie told sari to dress "normal" like i do. if that's not a self-esteem booster then i don't know what is.

Despite the fact that I am not Elvis, I own blue suede shoes

2006-01-09T13:51:00.000-06:00

today was a good day. it passed fairly quickly, which is always exciting. really. and I wrote myself a note to get out of biology because i accidentally forgot to finish the take-home essay questions. whoops. but the best part is that as i exited nicolet, franny called my name from behind me. she hadn't finished it either. we're awesome.

yes my hair is shorter. you didn't imagine that. yulu kept marveling at the fact that it used to almost touch his desk in statistics. i guess that's what he used to pay attention to instead of the voice fluctuation in the background. and garrett: stop kidding yourself. you know your calculator will die fourteen minutes into your physics exam. get a ti89titanium. i am.

so sara casey actually made a funny comment today in english, and i laughed (can't remember what it was so it couldn't have been that funny). she looked at me funny, because after she talks in class she always looks toward my zone because apparently i "make fun of what she says." okay maybe i do, but if she keeps doing the is she talking about me? yes, yes she is. bitch. thing then i'm just going to keep doing what i do. you've made it a game, sara. i'm sorry, but that's the truth.

to 2nd hour: byrne made what happened between natasha/me seem like more than it really was. i simply stated the truth (that incubus was a one-hit-wonder, and could hardly be described as quality at that) and natasha attempted to refute my comment. but she was so wrong. right now i'm listening to marky mark and the funky bunch: now that is quality. vh1 taught me that he has three nipples. just, you know, a bit of trivia for y'all.

we fit eight people into the elevator today. and we did the group jump between floors. it was amazing. please, join us. it's great fun. i promise you, you'll have a bitchin' time.

click on over to chip's blog and note the little icon in the address bar. you'll say, "why look, it's christopher robin!" if you're on ie you're missing out, unless you've got it bookmarked.

wow. in the other tab i just discovered that belle/sebastian+new pornographers are coming to milwaukee. wow. how could it have taken me this long to learn this? ignore mdickson's claims that the new pornographers suck (lies, all lies - trust me) and come to this concert with me.

oh dear lord i just did something to my back that makes me unable to move it. shit.

Until yesterday I was so drowsy that I could hardly keep my eyelids open

2006-01-06T20:42:00.000-06:00

first of all, i'm really sorry. i promise i won't do that schizo-thing with the "web presence" anymore.

in other news, i'm cancer free. excited. i've been taken out of two classes this week for dr related stuff (bio today). after seeing three different types of doctors in milwaukee, i've been marked as healthy. woohoo.

i slept for twelve hours between wednesday and thursday. it was unbelievable. then i really had a sinus headache so i didn't even have to lie to get out of school. i did a lot more sleeping yesterday, along with absolutely no homework. it turns out that i missed out on diane/boostma/gillian writing an interlaced story about drugs for our weekly french essay; when they told madame about the plot, she flipped out. apparently the look on her face was one of a woman who was about to find their parents' phone numbers and call them and ask them if they knew what the hell their daughters wrote about.

also, in a somewhat shocking development, i didn't have to take bio today. in fact, he offered to "help me understand the unit" monday after school, and i can take the test whenever. wow. i repeat: w. o. w. the man doesn't hate me... despite my surprisingly fluctuating grade. i think he enjoys the fact that i know which car is his, which i told him. and it was pretty funny.

speaking of teachers with whom i have an interesting relationship, byrne basically started drooling when she realized that the copy of canterbury tales that i bought at the airport was the copy her teacher in grad school used. apparently byrne has been unable to find said book because it went out of print. it's actually really helpful. and i feel horrible because you know when you offer to give someone something you really don't want but then you suddenly grow an attachment to it? yeah. that happened.

so a while ago i had another "episode" of insanity; i was freaking out not over being sick but because my router was sent away to a farm somewhere. i secretly bought it for myself this summer because my parents believe internet in my room = distraction from my schoolwork. well, they were right, but it was great fun while it lasted.

you should join on the elevator parties we have between hours 3 and 4. even stresman wanted to get in on the fun. technically we're "helping mkao", but i don't think she really needs seven people chilling with her in the crayon-scented box.

Trust me, it's not because I don't laugh anymore

2006-01-04T15:05:00.000-06:00

change your bookmarks. tell people. i don't really know how to advertise the address change other than my aim profile. site feed is fine.

nearly positive that my parents (father, at least) read the blog. how i figured it out: "no they don't use the tunnel thing anymore; it's this thing that looks like a doughnut." "oh yeah, i just read that somewhere. where did i read it? hm, 'doughnut thing'..." okay it's not a dead giveaway but whatever. i'm entitled to a little freaking out every now and then.

so near the end of statistics yesterday, liz (hall monitor, not crazy) walke in and mumbles something + my name. turned out to be nothing major; i knew i was having more ct scans done today, i just thought it was later in the day, which was right but you have to drink this crap for hours before the scan... yeah.

anyway, my radiologist girl was awesome (i don't know what to call her; she's not actually a radiologist but the next highest in the radiology hierarchy). she got an iv in me on the first try, rather than the seventeenth. we talked and i learned that she's jonathan klabunde's cousin. "it's weird that he's graduating," Amanda Fox said, "because i used to babysit him i like keeping tabs on him: want to make sure he's not doing anything bad." i laughed only after she had left the room.

in calc today i fell asleep and it was wonderful. my pen fell out of my hand (it had been hovering over my notebook so it looked as if i had been taking notes) so i awoke - just as he switched from homework answers to the new concept we were to learn. it was convenient. oh liate. good times.

glad there was no bio test today. i've missed most of the past few "learning" days. those are helpful, i hear.

This is for Garrett, who (I'm pretty sure) doesn't read this

2006-01-02T17:45:00.000-06:00

supposedly cancer-free.

if you aren't garrett: more tests tomorrow.

"I hate when people remember Last Night" is a sentiment that makes me laugh

2006-01-01T17:32:00.000-06:00

so i had an interesting new year's. twenty indians got five monstrous hotel rooms in this monstrous dallas hotel and we "partied it up." i was sober, mind you (recall that i'm on drugs), but it was exciting nonetheless; i never before realized how ridiculous my cousins become when drunk. inhaling helium was a big hit. and one went on and on about how awesome our caste is.

at midnight all the guests started hootin' and hollerin' and throwing stuff into the atrium/courtyard thing the rooms surrounded. confetti, toilet paper, and balloons all made their way down and got caught in like six hundred trees and a 'river' that actually flows through the hotel (it's an indoor version of the san antonio riverwalk). in fact, lots of people took pictures of the gaggle of brown folks making a scene. it was funny.

this morning one of my cousins offered to drive me to airport, but he was totally denied the honor. my other still-drunk cousin lectured him about "feeling sober."

oh alcohol. why doesn't anyone listen to those anti-drug things on tv?

speaking of drugs, they're amazing. every so often i'll completely forget to take mine and i get shocked by how much pain i can suddenly feel. really: those pills hide an awful lot of pain from my brain. that officer friendly was a damn liar. drugs are indeed your friends.

this is also a sign that i should get some more tests done. i learned more from wikipedia than my doctor, who was cool but whose words dripped with jargon because a dr cousin was there.

on a completely different note, i've been exposed to more cable television in the past week than i probably have in my entire life. an unfortunate consequence of this was my watching Laguna Beach for the first time. and the second time. and the third time. yeah there was a "best of mtv" marathon on and i didn't bother to change the channel. i have to admit, the little bit of a supernorthshoreite in me couldn't turn it off. but then i did and breathed a terrific sigh of relief.

Happy New Year, even though i don't think changing a digit on the calendar is reason enough for all these people to freak out like they do. hope y'all had fun anyway.

Live from deep in the heart of Texas

2005-12-27T22:06:00.000-06:00

i'm not going to die.

i guess i should have clarified. this tiny thing exploded inside me and as a result my internal fluids sort of freaked out, leaving me in pain and making nausea my best friend. my er dr was a cool guy who had been in desert storm and (after diagnosing me) told us all sorts of stories about missions in europe and central/south america (actually those stories are topsecretclassified). and i got to use one of those cool new ct machines that are in the ge commercials; you know, the one that looks like a doughnut. yeah. it's cool. anyway, i'm supposedly all healed up by now. so woohoo for that.

thanks for the love. if i/you believed in the power of prayer then surely your thinking of me helped a lot.

Bajillion is spelled with a J - gust accept it

2005-12-25T21:04:00.000-06:00

because i'm me and i tend to cause a scene wherever i go, i'd like to share with y'all what happened on my first full day in texas.

i lived at the hospital.

after experiencing some hardcore intense pain for most of the night, i told army cousin [going back to iraq, causing me to harbor a fair amount of discontent toward the govt] who told his dr brother [airforce surgeon]. he asked some questions, then drove off to walgreens and got me a magical known-only-to-physicians cocktail that numbed everything past my teeth. it was great. no one knew what was going on, but bets were placed on my having an ulcer. completely believable.

uh, no. after three nurses pricked me seventeen hundred times to draw blood then stick an iv in, a CAT scan revealed that i had an ovarian cyst. and it had ruptured. and it was the cause of said hardcore intense pain.

thank the lord for pain killers. and campbell's chunky chicken noodle soup. and military cousins who a) take charge and b) kick ass.

hopefully leaving dallas tomorrow. enjoy the snow.

Off to Texas

2005-12-24T09:48:00.000-06:00

soon i'll be getting in a steel box, bound for a state south of the masondixon line.

yay for france saying filesharing is a-okay. it's too bad you had all those riots/i have to be a citizen to apply to paris vi.

seniors lost in trivia. pretty sure i answered like four questions both hours i was there. it has inspired me to read more. recall that i am against the study of literature, not the reading of it.

went to amira's house hours 3-6 for delicious food + exciting movie. finally saw monsoon wedding, which prompted carrie to command me to get married soon so she can party with indians. i think that's the only thing indians are good for: partying. and food.

although the right-hand guidance secretary is my friend (she knows my name, and recognized my sister's name among next year's freshman), it turns out papers go from her to left-hand secretary to their final destination. left-hand secretary is not my friend. she also did not give raad my papers. left-hand secretary makes me mad.

saw mkao last night; fell asleep watching my own movie and was awakened by her mother gasping at someone breaking a window or something. it was exciting.

i'll have my phone (!) so call me when you're cold. and i'll laugh. because i won't be.

in hindsight, the words "link removed" probably meant more to me than the prospect of hearing the words "congratulations on graduating from high school."

new year's resolution: drive so people aren't convinced that my dashboard is the last thing they'll see.

Pretty sure that bio packet was completely based off Helena Curtis's "Biology"

2005-12-22T22:37:00.000-06:00

computer is being an idiot. it won't send video to any monitor i hook up to it. i was forced to bring my computer (which really has no use now) downstairs. this is probably somehow my sister's fault. earlier today she noticed that she's been 13 for a month, and i told her that she's been an ass for the past month, which is true but she did help me with the router lie and i have to give her props for learning to never admit to anything.

weidner now jokes about seeing the blog. in trying to get our attention so we could 'rehearse' the calculus carols he looked at me and said "but i'm in no way speaking to only one of you, i'm speaking to all of you." i suggested that perhaps we were the best class he's ever had and he made this face like 'yeah, right.' it was great.

but calculus caroling; now there's something exciting. we were only supposed to go to two classes (there is ONE empty desk in precalc this year - that is ridiculous; i remember in geometry our seating chart was a 4x4 square) but we stretched that into six. i like to think felty particularly enjoyed it. but stresman's class clapped after every verse of Oh Calculus. oh cp kids.

bio: chip kicked my ass in tictactoe but i couldn't tell right away. when he finally pointed it out i laughed ("fuck you") and RHUDE hit me on the arm in surprise. whoops. i really am barely passing that class.

also, he put me with CRAZY LIZ AGAIN. argh. argh again. he must know how i feel about her; i really can't chalk it up to chance anymore. she was super moody all hour. exciting events:

okay i realize that this list doesn't really sell the fact that she's not only CRAZY but just plain annoying (no one should say 'anywho'), so you'll just have to accept it.

what a horrible update. it may or may not disappear soon/appear drastically different.

crap, i didn't change the pink/green icon.

oh well: TRIVIA TOMORROW! far too excited about this. winterbreak = nice change from school. texas weather should be acceptable. hm.

A Brief Update

2005-12-20T21:56:00.000-06:00

for now i'm going to tentatively say "crisis averted"

in other news, there is a very very very high likelihood (really not going to calculate this) of my going to texas over break. my cousin is on leave from germany for the rest of december and my dad wants to visit him. i did notice him on AIM but i didn't really know how to start conversation with him... "hey it's shana - what up foo' " is my standby, which would be weird to an otherwise cool neurosurgeon (yeah... he gave up a lucrative career in order to save our damn country). something rhyming with neil probably would have gone over well.

hopefully my parents will return from madison after i'm asleep. i'm glad i wasn't home when they left not only because now i've had adequate time to come up with a lie, but i can't stand the children of the people they went to visit. think they're always right. psh. if anyone, i'm always right.

but, as mrs byrne said earlier today: "i'm like shana, i just don't care."

except i'm really shana. really.

You guys, I'm sort of in so much trouble

2005-12-20T19:08:00.000-06:00

byrne doesn't hate me

weidner read blog and talked to me about it before calculus test

english will kick my ass

statistics not so much, because armin's magical calculator (taken by scheuer as part of 'steal armin's electronic goods' day - i took his cell phone from his pocket) predicted that my first semester grade will be a 98... impossible thanks to that one test grade, but a nice thought nonetheless.

calculus was the opposite of difficult; can't tell if that's a good thing.

yes casey jones had to write on his applications that he was arrested freshman year. the person he was with broke the lawn gnome, but he hid from the cops. i asked him today.

let me be a lesson to all you asian kids out there: lying about people and places is fine. don't lie about physical objects that your parents can find, including but not limited to drugs, alcohol, and routers.

it was nice knowing you.

and expect full details in school tomorrow.

I should try to stop being late to school every day

2005-12-19T22:57:00.000-06:00

walking through the commons last week, i was suddenly startled by a rather creepy photograph of one garrett werner smiling down at me from a column. turns out our semifinalist pictures are up. there's a really weird something by my hair (and don't say 'your face'; that's so fifth grade, along with 'your mom' as an adequate comeback to any insult ever) and it looks as if a cat scratched me up. i've never really been a fan of cats.

i had a dream last night where not only did someone IM me whom i've met only once before, but i also had this great exchange :

shana:

jake:

i like to think all my actual conversations aren't that... poetic. i did, however, learn that they get more and more superficial the closer it gets to daybreak. i did the thing where i check my logs to paste something and i discover a whole conversation i don't even remember having. ridiculous. spelled with an I, because seriously, the E thing is just wrong.

i got so much music today. i finally checked my mp3 feeds, which i've set to collect in my google reader (not quite as awesome as it could be, but handy for someone with ocd such as i). flashgotted links all over the place (oh yes, that is a verb). it was great.

college kids are back in town. makes me happy. kopps run today = getting out of calculus + seeing amira/ashleigh as well as some blonde and that girl at yale and hillary wilson.

the shirt i wore to school today said "don't have a [insert picture of cow]". i don't usually buy shirts with words on them, but this one i found pleasantly ironic.

Teachers I Alienated Today:

Byrne - revealed my disbelief at the study of literature. usually i can think faster on my feet, but mary/i were discussing that girl who sings mr mister's kyrie for like five minutes in the squid and the whale and my mind wasn't exactly functioning at full-throttle.
Mme - exclaimed that i was cold as a result of being forced to sit by the window while taking the practice ap test
Hoffman - didn't pay attention to amadeus. at all. or his rather lengthy speech about mozart. instead chatted with mdickson.
Weidner - chattered at start of class, causing him to freak out about our not paying attention the day before a test
Rhude - he threw an orange peel at me, and in throwing it back at him i hit his eye

i should probably drop out of high school right about now. the funk soul brother. on the bright side, i talked to mr raad for the first time in like two months (a far cry from our four-meetings-per-day schedule of days gone by). i think mostly he was using me as a shield from moeser, who was attempting to reprimand him for not coming to a meeting of some sort. anyway, he told me to apply to college. so, throw out some more common app schools for me to apply to.

i guess you could call this post Attack of the Parentheses - not to be confused with the intricate integral squiggle.

and i shall leave you with this: Mr Pibb + Red Vines = Crazy Delicious. if you don't know what that means, please watch this. it's great. really. quite wonderful.

Just a Comment

2005-12-18T18:17:00.000-06:00

it's a damn good thing i never click over to the blog because even checking the formatting on firefox/ie was difficult.

so i guess in that sense we're not really reconciling - i'm just subjecting y'all to the horror that is pink/green.

things to do tonight, in order of importance:

calculus
statistics
glance at krebs cycle diagrams
english paper

Exciting news

2005-12-16T16:29:00.000-06:00

i'm getting a 59.6% in french class.

she showed me a pagelong list of our "homework assignments". there are about 40 items on said list, and the majority of the grades listed are Fs.

the thing is, everything with an F next to it is called "word count" because i always forget to count the number of words in my essay but remember to do it for the next week and turn it in again but she completely ignores the rectified error. and my test grades don't help because recall that (A-)+(sad worm)=D+

unbelievable.

on the bright side, today diane/bootsma/i stole a kid's lunch. it really hit us that we had become "bullies" about five minutes after doing so. as a result, we collapsed on the floor in the middle of lower dwing laughing, crying, and basically making fools of ourselves.

but damn those cookies were good.

Blargh... English

2005-12-13T22:09:00.000-06:00

not a result of the nonexistence of that one paper. and i'm okay with the language in general.

i just... can't stand the class. and i wish i could come in at eight o'clock every day. she didn't receive my beowulf paper? what the hell. and it's not like she just mentioned that she didn't have it. she called me over to her desk, repeated it four times, and even when i turned around to pick up my backpack i could hear her muttering something about it not being in her possession. i have some sort of innate skill to make teachers strongly dislike me. go ahead, name one teacher that did not at one point or another hate me vehemently. nice try.

also, the people in the attendance office have memorized my name and its spelling. this makes me laugh. it's almost as if i have friends in high places, except not like that at all.

crazy liz mccarthy was in my bio lab group AGAIN. whitney did not add to the quality of said group. seriously, next time he will add lauren runge to the mix, sit back, and watch me nearly strangle those in my vicinity. never have i done a lab (direct result of crazy liz's consistently incorrect control freakishness). never have i understood what the hell is going on in the lab. and above all, never have i not done a lab with crazy liz mccarthy. and i don't care if i really have; next time, i may actually bitchslap someone. i know i threatened sixth hour kids about that once, but i'm completely serious right now.

in other news, scheuer pronounces words like a normal distribution - pass it on. example (increased font size implies increase in volume, and disregard the slight skew to the left):

extended later. right now i'm supposed to be productive but i can't quite recall what it is i have to do.

We started integrals in Calculus today - I am nothing short of pumped

2005-12-12T22:56:00.000-06:00

christa asked me the other day to describe her in one word. i chose blasphemous, to which she failed to respond. i haven't come across any of those "generic" essay questions (might be a result of the whole engineering thing), but i think i always assumed that i'd use the word droll for something like that. what do you think?

i really, really have to do something with my hair. scissors must be involved, and perhaps a stylist of some sort. it just doesn't end.

lately i haven't been able to open my combination lock. that block of metal refuses to unlatch even after i spin it correctly. i fight with it for at least 20 minutes over the course of a day, and i usually get it open twice a day (sample size: 4 days); in the morning before stats i throw my coat in there and in the afternoon before calc i take it out. it's great. really. it is.

ms bolly gave me a -1 today. i was appalled. ask greg langer, who sits in front of me: i was shocked. all because i hadn't stated why a tax was progressive. i'm guessing someone revealed that i take french, and she just sort of assumed that i like madame. well that's wrong, mizz bolly. that's just wrong.

(for the few of you who have missed out on this story: mme goes into ap econ and asks ms bolly - in french, mind you - for a ride home. al eichenbaum translates, and after mme's exit garrett says, "i'll take her home, and then i can help her look for her marbles.")

i can't wait until thursday because all the early admission folks' responses will be in by then. it shall be an interesting day.

wow, music - i just, wow. i love it. last.fm is condoning this. except the radiohead cover of oasis' wonderwall makes me want to cry.

this may be one of those times when i just act retarded for no reason at all.

it may have something to do with that minivan nearly running me over after myso with s durant and cello guy as witnesses.

i think i'm high on the life i only now truly cherish. or the pills i took for this swelling throat. i had my tonsils and adenoids removed when i was a young'n. just thought i should share.

and i really do only use punctuation in IM conversations when i'm being "sassy." i think i often use one-word responses with it.

these statistics on deaths are linked in my profile. tis interesting. "tis" and "swoon" are among my list of words that should be made colloquial. my list doesn't actually exist, but i guarantee amira or byrne has one. psh, byrne.

Yesterday I traversed six counties in two states

2005-12-11T11:21:00.000-06:00

because it's my dad's new "thing" to make announcements just as i wake up, my saturday morning started with learning that we would be going to chicago. we were supposed to visit people we only see a few times a year so i couldn't really get out of it by claiming i had homework. we get on the road, then i notice that we're on 43north, which can't possibly be right because i was always taught that chicago was south of milwaukee. oh, wait - time for a quick stop in mequon first. awesome.

so, that english paper that was due friday night... that just didn't get done. i finally looked at the requirement sheet and chose a book, but that's it. i feel accomplished.

on friday (when she tried to explain to me why she gave me a D on a paper on which i got an A on the french, an A on the introduction, and an A on the vocab stuff; it was because i hadn't listed a total word count), madame asked me if i had senioritis. of course i denied it, but it's ridiculously true and aiding/abetting this general lack of passing grades.

i'm pretty sure the beginning of an ok go song is used in a packers commercial on am620.

driving home saturday night, my dad says to me, "do you have a blog?" shocked, i quickly reply, "yeah, who told you?" and he says it was a kid of the family friends with whom my parents had dinner friday night. i remember him. i also remember his insanely boring xanga. i don't know if you still check this, but i'm making a dummy blog as we speak, and that is the address to which you will point my parents if they come back to you. technically my family is pretty blogcentric already; my cousin blogs, my sister blogs, and i made my dad a photoblog so his homies around the world can see pictures of their visits to the us. translation: we're freaks.

s durant told me she laughed every time i opened my mouth during the most recent pit rehearsal. i'm taking it as a compliment rather than a gibe at my braces.

that's right: i just used the word gibe. reminds me of gym. and that may have been the first simpsons reference i've ever made on the blog. the hindu thing wasn't so much a reference as it was a direct quote.

over the course of this past week, i found out that four of my cousins are engaged. that's four more than i knew about. i'm working on getting a trip to india out this, but not just any trip to india - a trip to india that starts mid-may and ends sometime in the summer. i've explained the whole exams-after-AP thing to my parents and i'm trying to get them to buy the idea of just leaving. (again.) and pissing off the entire guidance dept. (again.) and fucking up our class rank. (again.) because i like being infamous.

It's true that I trade sex for electronic parts, such as LEDs

2005-12-07T23:45:00.000-06:00

yesterday, i was subjected to one of scheuer’s “random” homework checks. he asks if i understood what was going on and i reply, “yeah, i’m cool.” he repeats what i said sort of hesitantly, as if it’s just proof that i’m plumb crazy. behind me sits yulu, subject # 2. scheuer asks yulu, “are you cool, too?” “mr scheuer, i don’t know why you’d ask such a question. yulu is asian; of course he’s cool.”

english test today. now that was an experience. first question was the only one i can remember thoroughly answering. then i skipped to the third one, in which i claimed that there were only three parts to de clairvaux’s theory. after a bit more writing in that one (i somehow pulled that jung crap out of nowhere), i tackled that ‘eternal female’ question. anima and animus were the last two words i placed haphazardly onto the page; didn’t even attempt to force them into context. finally, i discussed the wasteland, which is now the land the fisher king was supposed to reign over. guess y’all got that one wrong.

thursday for the math test i needed a calculator, but all i had was tara’s with the battery compartment filled with battery acid. desperate (those math tests mean a lot to me, really – that’s why i’ve never once scored my test in four years of taking them), i pried her dead batteries out first with a plastic knife (unsuccessful) and then with my fingers (wildly successful). after sticking my fresh batteries into their dirty new home, i sat down to take the test. turns i inadvertently touched my left eye, because for the rest of the day it was itchy and watery and red and hot. i actually stood up and left orchestra to stream water into it. at noon i magically could no longer feel anything going on in that left eye cavity, which was slightly problematic because i couldn’t remember whether or not you usually can feel your eyeballs moving or not.

also on thursday, franny and i were talking about cupcakes in bio (food is one of our ‘usual topics of conversation’) when i casually mentioned that i haven’t eaten cupcakes in years. that’s a lie: i just had some during that random party we had in french class, but before that i'm sure i had a relatively cupcakeless past. so franny made me cupcakes for friday, and they were quite delicious. every time i saw her, i claimed another. it was exciting. and i to write an essay for french due later that day, so during econ i wrote about how “it is clear that franny is a great baker.”

i'm the only non-away/idle person on my buddy list right now. sure, there are fewer than fifty people on there to begin with, but it’s only 11pm. stop making me feel guilty about still being awake.

The Spiderman theme song has been stuck in my head all day

2005-12-05T23:01:00.000-06:00

this is how my saturday morning went:

and sunday morning, i had barely opened my eyes when i heard my father announce that i needed to shovel. i hadn't even brushed my teeth or anything. hell, i hadn't even gotten out of bed. it was ridiculous. magical asian skills.

allison moore and i have decided to get matching calculators so we can hold them up in the middle of calculus and shout "math!" as if we were captain planet's environmental aids. this is what we do during myso. we also got really excited about derivatives. dan jang was in the building or i would have made the generalization that of everyone around, the two of us cared the most about math.

dane cook on snl was exciting. i especially enjoyed the rockstar quotes, because they're much more enjoyable at 10:30 pm. james blunt was so creepy. the man kept looking at the camera. i don't know how they roll across the ocean (wow, what a great series of words), but we don't do that in the americas. and i really do speak for the whole hemisphere when i say that.

we watched évidemment in french today. that song is so amazing. it doesn't matter that they have hardcore 80s hair and the song has hardly any meaning. i like how gillian and diane realized today (after four years of watching it) that the bald guy died. but i finally got a THWAP-less version of the song, which led to a trippingly good cover of a different song by belle/sebastian.

this six day gap may be the longest i have ever gone without updating. sorry about that. i never even told the story of how i got battery acid in my eye and my eyeball started giving off heat and it was really weird. and i never talked about the exploding moons. or the cupcakes. i shall do that some other time.

(monroe project) ...and that looks remarkably like an lj cut. okay.

Just to annoy Charlie a bit more, I'd like to add that I beat him in Stats

2005-11-30T23:08:00.000-06:00

rhude actually hates me. manifestations of said hatred:

there's no reason for him to hate me, besides the whole 'never paying attention in class ever' thing. i guess i could stop with the talking, but unless i'm in a corner somewhere, i will talk. okay, i'd probably drop things and make loud noises and disrupt class anyway.

but on today's test, i drew him lots of pictures and wrote him hilarious notes and even used the word "water potential" in the essay he told us to use it in. i want to get the test back just so i can scan my ridiculous drawings on the cover. i also didn't even think to bring the test with me during the fire drill (impeccable timing, administration), but i did grab my notes, which was wholly unnecessary because that test was unbelievably not difficult. i'm glad the fire drill existed, though, because when i went back to check the 11 answers i had already filled in, my exact reaction was "are you on crack?!" they were so wrong.

what the hell is deal mouse and how did i just get the most benign popup ad ever created? is it just techbargains with a less irritating clickthroughs? interesting.

two hour pit rehearsal on stage. it was great. they fucking turn off the heat to the auditorium at 2:30, it seems, because we were FREEZING. so. damn. cold. i even brought the jointcustody blanket out of one of my ewing lockers. it made a remarkable difference, actually, but still: someone failed to realize that wooden instruments don't like temperature fluctuation. and i hate when the backs of my fingers start to freeze.

big news! weird television that sometimes only works if you hit the ground (not even kidding) has a brother! it's shiny and silver and, well, not retarded. and volia sold it to me. i don't really know how to spell his name, and i'm not even sure if he still goes to nicolet, but i do remember he was in my gym class last year. when my dad motioned for me and said "any questions for him?" we just sort of looked at each other like "oh yeah, you were in my gym class and this is incredibly awkward."

i feel like i should use the 'click the scroll button and scroll even faster' function more than i do. i always recall that it exists when i'm on a short page.

and remember: if an article appears to start midsentence, perhaps the article actually starts on the apparent verso of the page.

Ms. Bolly says I do "disappointing work"

2005-11-29T21:58:00.000-06:00

at 9:15 i was sitting with my calc stuff around me (in an unnsuccessful attempt at catching up) when someone called my cell phone. i expected a bio person, because even though i left borders at 8, i never went back to my computer. no: it was jenny keuler, to whom i have not spoken since this summer! i even missed the infamous party which kean attended. poor kid thought i was in dc for oas and could visit her at georgetown. nope.

statistics test wasn't so bad, which is exactly what i said last time. honestly, i'm just trying to pass this time, which is such a weird feeling for me; this is a math class. i'm not bad at math - just sort of clueless. if there's anything i'm bad at, it's writing a synopsis of an article about french jews. at least now i know how to say survey in french. i could totally pass a statistics class in france.

as a result of an incredible amount of boredom, i've started having themes for the music i listen to. the other day i listened to all my songs that started with a number, and as we speak i'm listening to all my songs with the word dance in the title. i guess bizzare is one way to describe it.

also, it's remarkably easy to incorrectly believe that OMC's how bizzare is really a sugar ray song. seriously. it sounds like sugar ray.

in calc, weidner started doing a problem up by the computer and kept moving to the right as he ran out of space. soon he was forced to move to the south wall. then... he moved to the back wall! i was surrounded by math. so much math. first time in my life i actually felt a little claustrophobic. not even kidding.

actual response to the question "what does salting a road to melt ice do to plants around the roadside?": it steals water from them.

and i most definitely got an A+ on the diffusion/osmosis lab. you know: the one that 1) i copy/pasted from a website, and 2) didn't have the words diffusion or osmosis in it once.

A bit more elitism, brought to you by myspace

2005-11-26T09:08:00.001-06:00

there are rss feeds for myspace blogs. something tells me that those on myspace probably don't know what an rss feed is.

blogger will eat me if ever it realizes that not only have i integrated three completely separate blogs using frames, but i've also circumvented the code that forces their nonsensical search bar to show.

the acid house kings seem to be on repeat right now.

the blog is rapidly going down in update quality and frequency. i think it's the weather. having to scrape my windows before going home the other night made me sad. and it gets damn cold here. not just cold: damn cold. at least when it snows it's a little warmer. what am i doing flirting with the idea of responding early to that YES envelope from madison? i think i'll be content with some community college in arizona.

Why would anyone willingly listen to Josh Groban?

2005-11-23T07:25:00.000-06:00

Things that made me wish I had my camera at school yesterday:

random kid punching moeser
joke ratings
casey's crown and thoughts
madame actually shouting at me in english for complaining about how A- + sad worm = D+ (i'm not kidding when i say the grades in that class are arbitrary)
pen falling out of my hand and subsequently somehow missing innards

when i drove home after the concert i noticed a fire engine parked outside taco bell with its lights flashing and everything. then i gasped. that's right: there was a fire in the taco bell.

if not for google i never would have learned that "Moeser was a director of the Milwaukee Area Technical College."

you know what's a really good feeling? wanting to hear a certain song and having it shuffle in next. maybe i am psychic. weren't gypsies originally indian or something? are gypsies known for psychic abilities or just dancing in the street/robbing?

new computer is sitting in my room not hooked up because i picked it up, came home, went to concert, came home, then did bio lab for hours. but it's pretty and has an interesting cd-holding zone on it.

statistics advice of the day: "jesus is the one you turn to when you're in a free-falling elevator during the sumo wrestlers' conference in the Fattys, Inc. building."

i feel like Fattys should be spelled with a y.

we're desensitizing scheuer, who loses control of his class on a regular basis.

I no longer have a twelve-year-old sister in the eighth grade

2005-11-22T07:43:00.000-06:00

i have been operating under the assumption that i'm not going to be here on wednesday. i have no idea what the bio lab was about. seriously, i just walked around the classroom randomly all hour. i can't write a lab on that shit. i also haven't done the other four packets he has given to us. and my mother just came up to me and said "do you have any plans in case we don't go to new york?" nooooooooo. fuck, man: i will drive us. i need to get out of this state, damn it.

in other news, i must pick up my computer today. not sure how many of you i've mentioned this to (gah ending with a preposition), but i bought a computer over the weekend. used and cheap, because craigslist is awesome. i hate not having a working computer in my room because my dad actually calls me on being downstairs late (past 9:30).

so... how many of you have written this beowulf paper? i'm also four pages behind on the dante notes because i forgot my notebook on friday and just didn't bother to write any of that shit down. whoops.

orchestra concert tomorrow. let's call this my "advertising" it. as long as i remember that without duplets or something there can only be 16 sixteenth notes in a 4/4 measure we should be good.

whoa, just remembered the Teabag version of the blog. now there was some javascript. i don't know how many of you read the blog back then but there was this sidebar thing that moved up and down as you scrolled. it was trippy. and distracting. and i should find the code for that.

calculator should be here in "three weeks"... so i should expect it home for christmas.

hope y'all enjoyed the north shore ghettoness. it really does not get much better than that.

i like amira. not just for her looks but also for her brains. she's a clever one.

My response to "Shana, you need to make your blog less entertaining"

2005-11-21T17:12:00.000-06:00

Chipndip388: ill trade you two sexual favors for a loaf of bread
shanap123: i have no bread to spare
shanap123: ate it all
shanap123: while cheating on you
Chipndip388: i finna come afta you wif my knife!
shanap123: i'll meet you halfway down the street then, bitch
shanap123: with my revolver
Chipndip388: shoo
Chipndip388: duel to the death
Chipndip388: and revolvers are definitely not ghetto
shanap123: brass knuckles then
shanap123: dude i'll just mow you down with my cadillac
Chipndip388: finsten to start something byotch?!?!!?
shanap123: FUCK
shanap123: YEAH
Chipndip388: aww shiot
shanap123: it's on now
shanap123: pronouced: isssson now
Chipndip388: i finna beat you rrrreal good (roll the r a lot)
shanap123: hahaha
shanap123: i have to go
shanap123: but remember this
shanap123: sleep with ONE EYE OPEN

Chipndip388 is away at 5:03:37 PM.
Chipndip388 returned at 5:14:33 PM.

Chipndip388 (5:15:14 PM): oh yea, what do you think i am, mad -eye moody!?!?!?

Auto response from shanap123: Chipndip388: finsten to start something byotch?!?!!?

Chipndip388: yea, yea i am!
Chipndip388: i finna bust out my gat, and you finna get a cap busted

Sometimes I put something up here that's cleverly witty and not redundant

2005-11-20T08:49:00.000-06:00

why i love ok go: music video. don't care if you don't laugh. i did.

yesterday this lady calls 102.1 and says "well there's this song that i want to hear, and i don't really know what the band or the song are called..." i laugh at her stupidity and predict that it is death cab's soul meets body. "i think it goes 'when soul meets body' and it just keeps saying that." my sister and i just stared at one another. good thing we were at red light when that happened.

What I found on my bed when I cleaned off the half that I don't sleep on:

someone went to panera between my saying that i would and my taking a shower. that's a fifteen minute window. why would anyone do such a thing, when clearly i also need to go to the dry cleaners and the library and great harvest and starbucks?!

this morning my dad walked past me and sort of muttered "if the weather's crappy." not only did he use the word 'crappy' and roll the R in the process, but this may mean that i am to stay in this time zone for thanksgiving. bleh. i was sort of counting on receiving money from random relatives; it's my only source of income. besides the drawer.

panera, i have been such a loyal customer to you over the years, and even in various states. now you go and ruin that relationship by deciding that for the "holiday season" you will redesign all your packaging using only the colors... pink and green. does what we have mean nothing to you?

Who cares if the drugs don't appear to be working

2005-11-19T13:04:00.000-06:00

guess that email wasn't so unnecessary. i really am excited because of the buttons. sorry if you don't understand my obsession with the buttons, but they're so much better than the flat ones. really. stop making fun of me.

also, it appears that the drugs are working. nasacort, my random prescription drug of the day, somehow emptied my sinuses. it was amazing. i woke up at 8:19 this morning and sprayed some of that shit up there, then fell asleep reading the "evo devo" book (really, really good in a really, really nerdy way - and written by one my future professors at madison), and at noon my head was light as a feather! very good feeling.

i did that itunes survey thing that has been floating around my livejournal friends page. it's remarkably self-explanatory. and here. enjoy.

deflowered my sister (no incest involved) at pizza shuttle and value village today. i'd never before eaten a piping hot pool of grease, but it was delicous.

statistics comment of the day for friday:

i guess you can use this as the new "re: layout" soundboard.

This is what they call "being productive"

2005-11-17T22:27:00.000-06:00

what did i do today? let's see...

i really don't care if you, like my dear friend m kao, don't give a shit about my calculator. i do. so comment or fuck off.

in other news, i finally organized that three inch thick stack of paper i've been carrying around in my backpack. the following was not in said stack, although it would have been sort of convenient had they been there: french impromptou needing corrections. well that's what econ is for. greg sits in what used to be the empty seat in front of me, which works out quite well when it comes to secretly doing homework. has she been freaking out in your class about "doing other work"? because she has definitely been freaking out in mine.

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comment of the day: "old man scheuer got us again!"

Insert Shana+Calculator montage here

2005-11-16T22:35:00.000-06:00

it died.

i cried.

i miss being able to wake up in the middle of the night to make sure that 2006-2002=4.

but there may be an infinity button in my future... even though i hate the buttons on all the ti's other than the 83silver. don't lie to yourself. they suck.

there were two moments today when my calculator commanded itself to turn ALL PIXELS ON! one was when i was with yulu in statistics. the other was when i was with dan jang in the hallway before lunch. but it seemed normal when i showed it to weidner and when i passed it around statistics.

conclusion: my calculator is racist. i'm surprised it could stand me for this long.

i did fire off an unnecessary email to ti-support. it was, well, unnecessary. i was moody and the site was on my screen. a non-automatic response may actually render me speechless.

on a very different note, they played MIA at lunch today. i got obscenely excited and announced it to the eighteen nearest tables. no one knew what i was talking about. in statistics sari tied garrett's shoes to the basket under her desk. i suppose i'll expound on this later, but for now just imagine it. also in statistics, an artist's depiction taught me that dragons eat coordinates on the cartesian plane and solutions to equations; usually it's whichever they're feeling at the moment.

i just sneezed and am now having chest pains. that can't be good.

i guess christa's livejournal is good for something: is she really not in town?

This just in: Shana becomes a lunatic after lunch

2005-11-15T21:09:00.000-06:00

sometimes, just sometimes, i love my race: indo jew bowl.

you know what? stop laughing at me for getting amused by this. i just got new batteries for my calculator. i'm allowed to act retardedly excited.

a tip: never, ever let yourself go down to only one computer. you can't function. c'est pas possible. i'm always going to have three from now on, even when i'm living alone. seriously. you know it will happen.

weidner got so mad at our calc class today. it wasn't just the test deal (oh what an ordeal that was) but we "just talk too much." when his family visited his daughter drew a picture of a man with a beard and it looked like jesus but in retrospect i suppose it was really a drawing of weidner. and his other daughter was so hidden in a corner that i didn't notice her until after she had jumped up to run out of the room. those stories were not connected at all.

heh, "smallest number i've never seen." oh statistics... why am i failing?

pit started today. bernstein actually composed music for the strings, unlike a certain andrew lloyd weber fellow. i don't know about the actual musical, but the pit is going to kick ass this year, especially considering we're on the stage. we sit in the back or something; i don't really know - all i know is that for the first time i will be able to see everything that happens on the stage. not that it's terribly exciting after seven hundred viewings.

last monday i carried a box of golden grahams around the school. i don't think i've written about it yet and i wanted 'the others' to hear about it. it was empty by the end of bio. so delicious.

very bored with my format. suggestions?

A comprehensive list of things that have fallen apart in my life

2005-11-14T23:52:00.000-06:00

anyone who ate lunch with me last year... come to me/my link cable so i can get all those programs back, even though i doubt i'll ever need them again. M, which has unnecessarily remained programmed as avagadro's number since chem sophomore year, now equals zero. that's what makes me sad. i am such a geek. unbelievable.

i just wrote that entire paragraph in french before realizing that it was in french. something is wrong.

not quite so random (perhaps using a random digits table can change this), but i found a picture of me using an old school apple computer. not even kidding. i recall a IIe, a mac, and powerbooks from when i lived in new york. no i did not remember the names.

okay. link is gone from profile. i just spent two and a half hours on that. two. point five. hours.

things i will probably forget if i don't write about it here: golden grahams, singing telegrams, casey jones (and not the song, i promise, even though it's a great song).

it appears that the intellectual racism is back in full swing. franny told me that sarah casey cares about my liking her. i told her to relay that "i don't not like sarah; i just don't like those rainbow polka-dotted shoes she wears all the time. but don't tell her that."

despite being on random prescription drugs, being sick sucks (thanks bootsma, by the way) because i have no control over my tear ducts. i wept for a good ten minutes in bio today.

nsync's i want you back is now playing. i'll leave you with that.

A television related post, even though I don't watch that much television

2005-11-12T19:00:00.000-06:00

fuck fox.

they cancelled Arrested Development.

and where the hell is Scrubs?

added: david cross.

also (i can't seem to let this go): bored, i wandered over to fox.com and saw multiple banner ads for the scrubs dvds. that's weird, right?

Part II of Shana Skips School

2005-11-11T11:01:00.000-06:00

well, it was successful. i'm not in school right now. yes: i realize that there was absolutely no reason for me to leave school, especially considering i'm sort of carless and therefore trapped. but the point is that it is unbelievably not difficult to leave the school. i just sort of left. that's it.

al eich and i saw each other outside the main entrance and laughed, because we were both leaving to get out of going to madame's class.

i'm at the library right now (the plan: frenculus?) and benny goldberg just walked in. there was a bit of awkward eye-contact; sort of a "you skipping school?" "yeah, you?" thing.

oh man. the librarian is explaining the dewey decimal system to benny. that was amazing. hopefully he didn't realize that my grin was a result of eavesdropping.

next time, i'm bringing people with me.

2005-11-11T00:01:00.000-06:00

if this were my calculus test i would only get one wrong.

hope y'all enjoyed the flytings. props to whoever caught the reference in mine (am i right in assuming it was... one person?). man, what a bad flyting.

if all goes well then after third hour i won't be at school. if not, then i really will fail three classes. ask around tomorrow and see if my brilliant plan works.

1) a ytmnd just fully worked in firefox
2) they used o fortuna
3) in general, i'm excited

"Franny and Shana" isn't exactly the smartest bio group

2005-11-10T19:40:00.000-06:00

here are two things that scheuer communicated to our statistics class this week: "6, 9, 6, 9?" (asking for data) and cuunt (supposed to be count). and today weidner said "i wish i could think of a joke that was ethnically appropriate." what is with my math teachers?

so much crap to do tonight. and yet i blog. damn this.

senior superlatives are pointless, but after caitlin priem randomly came up to me in the hallway and lauren dadmun revealed that she had written "shayna" for the jeopardy one, i was appalled to learn that a few of you actually chose joanne for that over me. unbelievable. you know who you are.

speaking of lauren dadmun, she suddenly thinks we're pals. nothing against her, really, but just because i made eye contact with you that one time i was laughing and telling off madame doesn't mean you can come up to me and eat my trix fruit snacks without asking. those are delicious and mine.

did you know that googling "diarrhea song mp3s" (it was rhude, and it was weird) yields the result Orgasm induced diarrhea? because it does.

i got my madison housing stuff in the mail. i love how i have ridiculous mood swings about madison; i'll go from accepting my fate to hating my future home within seconds. whack.

who's up for that chinese place across the street from pizza shuttle sometime this weekend? i'm probably going whether or not anyone shows interest. yeah.

i like byrne and everything, but it seems as if she's just so wrong when it comes to anything grammar-related. it's wild. she was wrong about "archetypical" (it is a word - go ahead and use it in everyday conversation), usage of "myriad", and the book Eats, Shoots and Leaves. i bet it's just that her obsession with shakespeare gets in the way sometimes.

vote for shana's flyting topic...

To distract you from realizing that I haven't updated in quite a while

2005-11-09T07:00:00.000-06:00

rifling through the oed

seven

explaining diffusion

also from bio

best simpsons quote in years

"HAHA: can't kill a hindu!"translation of the subjunctive

il est certain qu'ils puniront leur fils.

an entire conversation

hopefully enough musicians read this

vilification, i guess

and something i never expected: there have been over 10,000 visits to this page since november 27 of last year. that's a lot of clicking. apparently we crossed the 10,000 mark on november 3. wow. sort of bemused right now.

Note to self/anyone in bio

2005-11-07T00:11:00.000-06:00

http://www.mansfield.ohio-state.edu/~sabedon/biology.htm

yes. it is what you think it is.

at the end of my bio corrections:

Dear Mr. Rhude,

I don't know what I was thinking when I took this test. I must have suffered from "test day amnesia" (Gray's Anatomy refers to it as Stupidity Has A Negative Aftermath) because I was able to explain every single one of my incorrect answers with a minimal amount of staring at my book. Thanks for letting us get a little bit of credit back on this test, and from now on the grades next to my name should rhyme with "hay".

A note

2005-11-06T00:59:00.000-06:00

yesterday = lowest number of visitors for the entire week.

that entry devoted to calculators may be the problem here. y'all must have sensed that something bad was going down over here. and blogger was down for a few hours.

Yes, it's true: I've succumbed to downloading calculator programs

2005-11-05T09:14:00.000-06:00

i got this usb cable with my calculator when i bought it. it connects my calculator (a lowly but trusty ti83+silver) to my computer. i never had any reason to use it and, quite frankly, i thought i never would. yesterday in calc sarah attempted to give me some games because i'm a calculator game virgin (meaning i've never had any but i have played some and they've thorougly kicked my ass, except that car game whose programming i remarked upon and my "friends" in bio sort of stared). she was ussuccessful.

well, earlier this morning i discovered AllYourWords.com, which is basically a wiki-esque search engine. kind of eh. after associating my name with the blog (did you really expect any less?), i noticed that another 'recently associated word' was calculator. clicking on it led me to ticalc.org, which led me to to craploads of applications/games, and (end of pointless story, i promise) finally having a use for that usb cable.

there's also a 3d grapher which would be sort of exciting to see in action but i'm not quite sure how to go about using it.

whoa, and there's this fighting game whose screenshot makes it pretty chouette.

time to close that tab.