everything happens for a reason
2005-10-02 @ 10:41 p.m.
Things dominating my life at the moment:
1-the Astros and baseball in general
2-TV, LOST especially, and omg Veronica Mars!! And yeah, SNL
3-school, unfortunately, unwillingly, but damn it’s cutting into my TV/reading/sleeping time
The past few days have had a few very good things happen! Such as, the end of a short school week. And…THE ASTROS WON THE WILD CARD!!! AND I WAS AT THE GAME TODAY WHEN THEY WON!!! BEST. GAME. EVER.
Well, I’ll go back to Thursday, where I left off cuz I’m so terribly terrible at keeping up with my dearest online diary.
I wanted to watch the new LOST Thursday morning, so I got up a little bit before 6. I went to get Mom to watch it with me, but then she’s all sleepy and saying, go sleep some more. So I’m like, sure. Then 20 minutes later she comes in and asks why I’m not watching LOST. I knew this would ruin my day, making me hate myself for not giving up half an hour of sleep to find out what the hell happened last night as I was being a good little Catholic girl and praying with all the other Catholic school children…like the praying made me any holier, cuz all I could think about was one, what was happening on the raft, and two, who was at Veronica’s door.
I tried to watch all of LOST that morning…but I just couldn’t finish it. I was sooo sooo SOOO mad. The whole day I had to wonder about the last fifteen minutes I didn’t get to.
Has anybody yet realized the extensive damage LOST (should I keep doing it all-caps? I like it that way…I dunno…should I?) has done to my mind? It’s absolutely thrilling-and it has me obsessed.
Okay, so Thursday. Got to school early, ironically. Quite early. I didn’t know what to do after finishing at my locker-just go to advisory like a loser with no friends? Yup.
The school day was uneventful, bio quiz, blah blah blah. After school I went straight to the library as usual, did some homework with Catherine and Brittany-
Dammit, I hate Rick. I must mention this because he keeps shrieking about how goddamn lazy and selfish I am. Apparently I must fold his and Ollie’s and Mom’s clothes and wash the three spoons and plate that’s just totally blocking up the sink to be a good person. I HATE HIM. More later.
Anywayz. Dad picked me up, we went to Mimi’s, and I finally could watch Lost. And now for ***MAJOR SPOILERS***
At the end of the episode I was just like AAAAAAHHH!!! THOSE ARE THE FRICKIN OTHERS!!! Wait, are they from the plane? No, no…then why the heck is Ana-Lucia in the teaser advert for next week’s episode??? I forgot who she was with though…she was with other peoples…Jack, was it? Were they all taken by the others? And omg, Micheal and Walt’s flashbacks ALWAYS make me wanna cry. They are so sad! Am I just a weepy sentimental freak? And as for the hatch-Desmond! What is up with you! Do you really think they are all out to kill you or something???!!! As for his favorite song of all time-that uber-annoying “Make Your Own Kinda Music” thing-it’s permanently stuck in my head. It’s never leaving, I swear. ALL DAY I’ve been singing it. WHAT THE HELL IS IT FROM ANYWAY???!!!
Enough of one show. Now for Veronica Mars spoilers!!!***
She’s back with DUNCAN???!!! I LIKED Logan! He is hot! Well, so is Duncan, and the deputy guy…and like every guy in the entire show. Okay not really, but all Veronica’s bf’s are. Not fair. And when the bus crashed at end-so scary. She could’ve died, but of course she didn’t-I was sad for Meg though! She’s DEAD. Wow. And Miss Dumbass died too. Poor Miss Dumbass. Personally, I’d just miss her cuz I wouldn’t be able to call her that anymore. And as for that slut bitch whore whatsername-Kendall Casablancas? Her with LOGAN? Ew. Jeez. These California people know no bounds.
***End of spoilers. Yay!
In addition to the life-changing shockers I saw on tape Thursday night, I also went to the Astros game. And they LOST-to the Cubs. But it was a really exciting game, especially right at the end when Gipson was trying to make it home to tie up the game-and instead he barely got…what’s the word for it? I can’t say outed, that doesn’t make sense…oh well, he got out. End of game. Not end of the season. We still had tickets to today’s game!
Friday-ahhhh, Friday! Great day, as always. Lunch was fun, there was another hugely stupid yet funny pep rally. The upperclassmen and the underclassmen had a tug of war-and the under dudes lost badly. As we all knew they would. Weak little pale things. Ha ha ha.
Oh gawd. Now look who’s here.
Guess who just must come and watch everything I type?
How not nice.
Anywayz. So, Friday. Dad and I were planning to finally see the movie that kept tricking us, Tim Burton’s Corpse Bride. But then Michelle calls and invites me to the St. Thomas football homecoming game that night. Cuz she was going with Olivia to the tailgate party or whatever. Then later Olivia ends up not being able to make it-like I care. I’m kinda tired of Olivia inviting everyone but me to her lame Ren-fest and Schlitterbahn and all that crap. Sorry I sound like a stupid whining bitch, but it’s true. I’ve always sorta hated having the big group of friends with no real best friend (no S for plural) and I was always 2nd choice to go anywhere, do anything. Plus all the other guys have been friends since they were little girl scouts in diapers or whatever. Ah I should shut up now.
So I went to the movie-damn Meyer Park. They officially suck, and for the last time, I’m NEVER going there EVER EVER AGAIN! The first 5 minutes of the movie were completely messed up cuz the screen was like half blacked out. You could only see the bottom half of everyone’s face. Majorly annoying.
Later I went home to get ready and didn’t leave for the game till past seven. Which was what time the game started at. Oops. But this adorable little puppy from across the street came boundin’ to our house and I just had to play with the cute little thing. I’ve never had a puppy-Lucky was 6 months old and almost fully grown when we got her-so I was completely happy for a few minutes.
BTW-Michelle, when you called me to see if I was coming? Yeah, I was still at home. Lol. I meant to tell ya about the puppy but forgot. Maybe because of that creep in the bathroom grossing me out. Or all the St. Thomas creeps in general grossing me out.
Yesss stupid stepdad left the room. But I’m still on my guard, using ultra-tiny font.
The game was fun. I guess. I hated Emily for her stupid mummy thing and her stupid boyfriend. I got to see Laura. And Michelle. And her mom yelled at me. As she does a lot of times…I’ll probably never forget her yelling at me in front of the Alamo to hurry up. Humph.
Saturday…slept late. Very late. Didn’t do much. Just some shopping in the afternoon with Mom. We went to Bath&Body Works in the Village, and we happened to see Emily (Boozalis) there too. I never see her at SJS though.
Since Mom and her husband were going out to a play that night, I went with Dad to Margaret’s to watch some LOST and the season premiere of Saturday Night Live. And I made two new LOST fans in the process! I picked two of the most fascinating and acclaimed episodes of the season-Walkabout and All the Best Cowboys Have Daddy Issues (okay, maybe I just like the second one for its title-then again, Charlie DID almost die in that one!!!)-and they were both drawn in. I am so evil. Tee hee.
The new SNL was pretty darn funny also. Steve Carrell, he’s hilarious. I liked him on The Office before his big virgin movie ever came out. The whole thing was basically making fun of Katrina and Rita. And, frankly, it was hilarious. I know some people, as always, would be like, omg that’s so terrible and hurtful! How could they do that! But hello, dim-witted celebrities building a house in New Orleans? Very funny. Girls Gone Wild Katrina edition. VERY very funny. And so on.
Weekend Update was missing Tina Fey though, cuz she just had a baby a couple of weeks ago. It’s like she scheduled her pregnancy for the summer vacation-verrry clever, Tina.
I got home late again, as I am most apt to do on weekend nights these days. Isn’t that awesome? I might even need a curfew one day.
Today, finally, today. I somehow managed NOT to go to 9 am Mass, instead I went to 11 with Dad at Holy Ghost. We left a bit early though…cuz I had to be home at noon…cuz we were going to the Astros game!!!
Holy Toledo!
Hahaha, stupid I know, but I like saying it. The Astros won won WON!! 6-4!! It was completely and utterly awesome!!! I took like ten billion pictures at the end of the game when all the glitter was coming down and the WILD CARD 2005 sign was let down and all the players were in this big crush together in the field. Ahhh, bliss. Just a little while ago on the news advert I saw this funny thing of some of the Astros in the locker room or whatever, squirting champagne at each other. WOO-HOO!!!
HA on you, freaky little Cubs fans who came down here to invade our territory. We beat ya’ll! Hell yeah!!!
I was so exhausted from screaming my lungs out the entire game that I fell asleep on the way home.
The rest of the day is just too boring to compare.
I went to look at a couple of houses nearby with Mom. Like we’re EVER gonna move anyway. It’s just not happening-we’ve built a new house and looked at other houses and bought land but we haven’t gone anywhere in the past three years. So who says we’re moving now? Very, very doubtful.
Well. I did some homework-not enough, really, never enough…and I watched Desperate Housewives. Once again, I say I REALLY need to get that DVD. Oh, and I finished The Rise and Fall of a Tenth Grade Social Climber. Luved it, has all my favorite places in it-Houston and New York. Read it everybody-at least give it a teeny try!
So…now I should go and like, get ready for school tomorrow. Get ready for the week. Get ready to tape all my shows since I never have time to watch them when they actually air. Get that LOST tape back from Michelle. And…
Let the Astros fever begin!!!
Bubye!
