Calm and Collective

Now that I've had some time to think and have more than 10 minutes to discuss I think I can almost safely give you some gory details about what's been going on with The Pair.(of underwear! -still a kid-)

Everything changed after I had my surgery, which part of me is particularly ticked with. Why is it that things change when you're unconscious?

Although Sam took the responsibility to ask her closest friends what they thought about her dating a guy, I think at the time we were looking at a different picture than her.

Do you like this painting?
Um, sure, why not?

We were foolish to think that we were talking about the same thing. She wasn't asking, can I date this guy, she was asking if we'd still be her friends if she did. I'm sure that was subconscious.

Even though I said I wanted to elaborate, I still want to keep this somewhat quick and simple. Quite frankly, I don't want to just spew my thoughts everywhere all over everyone and than regret it later.

Let's talk about Sam first, and I hate to be a gossiper, but if I can't get these thoughts out I might just melt into a smelly lump of coal.

Boys are boy and girls are girls. Seems to me that Sam thinks that because she's a Christian and he's a Christian that everything is supposed to be okay and that whatever they do it fine because they're serious.

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Whew, sorry about the sudden break. I didn't time myself very well and the period ended before I could finish. It's 11:49, May 23rd now. Let's see if I can wrap this up.

Now, where was I....?

I've been dumping on people lately to keep myself sane, and someone told me (two people actually), "It's hormones." It's true. I guess when people sit in the seat they feel like they have to drive, so they do what they're told. The thing that irks me is that she's told me several things that I think should be an obvious "NOT GOOD" sign, but I've never been able to understand how she sees things.

She said he told her he only started sitting with us at lunch is because he knew she wouldn't date him if they weren't friends first, so that's why he started being nice to her. That tells me that he didn't really care to be her friend before he got this bright idea, and he's just working by strategy to win her. To her he has more smarts than other guys who have asked her out.

Three days before Prom she was talking to me... she said they she did not want him to kiss her. I heard it. She said those words very clearly. I thought I'd die when I saw them sucking each others lives out. I guess she changed her mind.

That's the thing though. She just lets him do whatever he wants and doesn't tell him anything otherwise. I never really expected to see her sitting on his lap... ever. But it's a bit shocking when he's giving her a massage and they get in trouble for PDA when they haven't even been dateing for two months. Kids these days.

I've been skipping lunch lately because it's sickening to watch them stare at each other so shallowly and barely say a word. I keep wondering if they've noticed that I give them the cold shoulder whenever they're together. I don't think I've looked him in the face since the first performance of the play, and whenever he makes and effort to strike up a conversation, I shoot it down.

I wonder.

Which leads me to him.

I've never really liked him. He was tolerable before though. Eugh, I really don't want to go into that.

As I said, I try to avoid him as much as possible. If you asked him, "Do you hate Lisa?" of course he'd say, "No," but if you said, "Ugh, isn't Lisa a pain?" he'd shyly look around and say, "You think so too?"

"Do you like Lisa?"

"Not particularly."

I don't really care, I don't like him either. Sometimes when Sam has floated away from his ever present hands we're stuck in an awkward situation. Ever time he starts out with the same words...

"So, Lisa, what's up?"

And I very coldly respond, "Oh, nothing."

Then that is the end.

They're quite boring, just like any other highschool relationships I've seen. Maybe they don't realize that couples usually have something in common, or that they probably have to talk sometimes about things other than pain, sickness, and events. What about the things you like? What about your lives?

Oh, I forgot, you gave up those things to stare at each other. Sorry.

He really just keeps her all to himself. I let Sam know that I was upset about her leaving me at lunch and at my locker. Everyday before that we had walked together, and then without warning she is gone to walk with some gangly, slobbery boy. So, apparently another rule of highschool couples is that you can't walk with your boyfriend and your best friend at the same time. Not that I care now. I don't want to be near him.

When I talked to her about it she simply said, "Well, you're slow sometimes." I'm always slow, but that didn't matter to her until they became one.

His friends don't even like it. There are several different types of jokes. Some of those have truth to them, but are spoken in an atmosphere in which no one will take it personally. This is what his friends have been doing. "You know, you took my best friend away." or "I wish you hadn't changed so much."

You know what his responses to this were?

"I've matured, dude."

Barf.

What kind of retard says to his friends he's matured when he's just the same person he was the day before? How can anyone, with a sound mind, go up to someone and say, "I've matured." Isn't that just like a child saying, "I'm not a kid!!"?

Sometimes I imagine myself giving him a whopping fist in his face or chucking whatever I'm holding at him. I even plan it out sometimes. Like, I'll wait until this song ends, or I'll wait until the bell rings, so it won't cause so much of a hassle. But then there would be a lot to deal with afterwards, and I don't want to go through that.

He stole her away. She's his trophy. I don't know if he's really thinking this, or if it's just me seeing something in my eyes.

I hardly saw Sam at the Prom. The two of them were usually in the hallway, cuddling. Or if they finally found the dance floor again, he would wrap his slimy arms around her and pull her away from the group as much as possible. Then he trapped her and took her.

I wonder if she still wears her purity ring.


That's all the complaining for now. I'll really get back on track soon with everything less stressful. I just have to get over this bump first and get the internet back.

Sorry for all the strain. I'll be back in a couple days to tell you the good things about Prom and get that list done.


Surprise Going Away Party at my house, 2:00 for Jill. Bring food!

-Lisa

Blind Hormones

Gerald gave Sam a big, fat, ugly kiss at prom saturday night. Several, actually. Although I didn't see the first one, I heard that they didn't come up for air for quite some time.

Maybe I'll elaborate later if I get a chance.

-Lisa

Happy Birthday

Happy birthday Hiroto!

I've lost track of his age.

He likes dogs, so here's a picture of one.

Quickie

Oh boy, I'm going to have to rush. I'm on Mrs. Kemp's computer and she's going to need it for grades soon.

Gosh, I love this keyboard. Kemp's. So crisp and solid.

The internet at home had gone into a complete coma so I'll probably only be able to access the net from school from now on. It's sad to think that, but it's true. Pictures will be scarce and posts will be short unless I pre-prepare them.

I'm home from my trip now. It's so nice to be home and comfortable, but the trip was very pleasant and I'm going to treasure that memory for a long time. Looking back at it, there's very little that I would like to forget. Maybe the last two hours on the bus on the way home when evidently three people had very bad ... um... gas.

Other than that, I'm quite content with the outcome of the trip. Although I would like to go into detail, as I said before, I'm rushing this post.

There are only a couple things I want to say for now.

Now that the short vacation is over, I'm back to having a lot of work to do. The morning we were leaving Wanda called about the work I'm doing for her which I said would be done last week. That was uncomfortable and gave me a little more stress than I would have liked to have that morning. Over the trip though I forgot about everything I have to do and just enjoyed myself.

Now I'm swamped.

What a corny phrase.

I haven't told you about my Wanda experience yet, but again, that will have to wait, along with the trip and the whole list of things I have on one of my previous entries. Thoughts keep piling up and I want to get them out before I collapse.

Since the net isn't working at home I might get a chance to completely dedicate my time to Grease. Again, can't go into too much detail. All I can tell you for now is that I'm producing a video for the school musical that was performed in March. People keep pestering me about it askng if I have it done yet.

Honestly, I haven't touched it yet. All of the footage is finally uploaded, but I haven't even looked at them yet. Don't tell anyone.

Needless to say, I'm a little stressed out right now. I have ... four video projects going on right now.

Or was it five?

1. Wanda (bookcover)
2. Grease (video editing)
3. It's Not Too Late (movie recording, editing)
4. I WISH (practicing, recording, editing, etc...)
5. Seishun Jidai 1 2 3 (practicing, recording, editing, etc...)

Wah. Well, today it my early day, so hopefully I can get something done. Namely Wanda's book cover.

It doesn't look like Mrs. Kemp is coming over here any time soon, so I'm going to see if I can get my usual watermelon picture up. By the way, as soon as things calm down I'm going to get back on top of my Memories section.

Speaking of which, I really want to get back to writing. Not just blogging (that sounds so nerdy!), but actually fictional writing. Maybe I'll try to find my old creative writing assignment and see what I can do with that. I thought it was interesting anyway. I always had thing dream that I would get something published what I was 18. My dreams soar too high.

Kemp just told me I have an assignment due that I missed a few weeks ago. Perfect timing. Why didn't anyone tell me earlier?

Oh yeah, I'm very mad at Faye.

Lately there has been a fox around and a coyote. What irks me is that she doesn't mind at all. All of the other cats we've ever had came in when the sun went down and minded us and were nice. Faye's kind of mean and stubborn. Did you know that coyotes scream like girls? Not whimpy, but shrill, blood-curtling screams. The first time I heard it I thought that there was a girl being raped in our yard.

Well, last night both animals were outside, and so was Faye. Of course, she refused to come inside and instead went to go see what the fox and coyote were fighting about. They were probably fighting over which was going to eat her. Finally, Dad went outside and chased them away and scooped dirty little Faye up and passed her off to me. She tried to take my arm off coming inside and nearly knocked the wind out of me with all of her kicking.

So, I'm very mad at her.

I've seen enough death to last me forever.

Maybe Kemp is waiting for me to get off instead of kicking me off. That's the end for now then.

Work, work, work.


-Lisa

Oh yeah, Hiroto's birthday is tomorrow. <3

Day 2

Day 2, May 12, 2007. Hershey, Pennsylvania.


Ever since last night I'd been a little worried about our trip to the park today. Last night Sam and Kayla were having several mini spats because Kayla wanted to go about her gift shopping slowly, and Sam wanted to rush out and hop on rides. I didn't care much either way.

Today was generally smooth though. Sam was content because she had Jill to ride with, and Kayla was content with taking things slow. Of course, we weren't without annoyances and slight disagreements, but overall things ended in very loud laughter (There was so much chocolate in the air, by the end of the day everyone was somewhat high).

So, after a very long and hot day (I got a very bad sunburn, but I'm excited about the idea that I was out long enough for that), everyone is pretty tired and a little grouchy.

Hold on, give me my second to complain. Sam put AIM on this laptop and when she installed it she installed all of the extra crap along with it. It's quite annoying.

Also, Blogger is being freakish.

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So much happened today that I can't even make my mind stop long enough to get thoughts in order. It was a good day though, and that's all I really remember.

Isn't it strange how people act so differently in different situations? All day people have be acknowledging me and having almost whole conversations with me.

Okay, that sounds slightly emo.

But I'm serious. All of the boys on this trip stuck together, and whenever they saw us, they would come over and chat saying what rides they went on and asking us what we'd done. It was nice.

There was a water ride that Kayla went on with Jill and Sam and I stayed behind to hold things. It was the one where the raft things goes up a big track and drops the people down into the water gettings everyone soaked (there are usually people standing on a bridge waiting for the spray). At the end of each round the raft things circles the pool to get back to the beginning. Almost every raft towards the end of my wait was all people I knew. The funny things was that they all waved to me when they passed me on their round and smiled. Jeff even splashed water at me which was strange, but coming from him, not as much. For a second I had a thought in my head while watching a group of the boys pass by, saying hi. I thought, "Look at this. Look at all of these wet, buff, young, shirtless guys waving at me. Hah!" It was a funny thought. I thing I almost laughed out loud.

Kayla and Jill are in other people's rooms right now and it's only a couple minutes until 12 (rooms get taped off at 12 so the adults will know if we left after curfew). Kayla has been hopping around to all different rooms all night.

Oh, they just came in.

I should scram for now. Everyone is exhausted and we're going to be going to the Carousel Mall tomorrow. Around 100$ left. That's a little unbelievable. Someone I know is going to be complaining all day tomorrow. Euugh.

Here are some pictures. Only a few since I'm going to bed soon.

By the way, I don't know when I'll be able to give you an update on the rest of the trip since it appears that the net at home is basically obsolete.

-Lisa

Hersey

Today at approx. 11:30 marks the arrival of the senior kids at Pennsylvania. Yep, We're on the Senior Trip now and everything seems basically smooth.

I'd like to elaborate on the bus ride, but there's no telling when the laptop will have another heartattack, and my "I"'s keep sticking so it's a pain to type.

The connection here is a million times faster than what we have at home. It's almost annoying because it won't give me a break to do other things!

But it's so much easier to blog images. Amaaaaazing.

It's late, so I'm just going to give you a couple teaser pictures until I can give you some details. Oh yeah, in my last post I made a list of things I wanted to talk about too. I'll get back to you on that.

I brought Pattefiller and a couple other kids along!