"Do you really need it?"

This is the last post of the year....
I could make it special by doing some sort of Top something List that would be really hilarious...
but I couldn't think of anything and Matty didn't want to help therefore this will be just another boring regular post.. except that it happens to be the last one of the year.

Yesterday I went out and aboot with my mother to PV Mall to do a little shopping.
I got a few things and so did my mom.

She bought a sweater set from Anne Taylor and this woman was in there and she's staring at my hair and she's like
"Is my hair darker than yours?" and she comes over to compare and I'm like backing away, because to be honest, this woman frightened me.
"Um... I don't know.." She cornered me by the rack of skirts.
"It's just that, I wanted my hair that dark but the dye I used didn't make it as dark as I wanted." She examined my hair some more, "Yea.... your hair looks darker..You weaved it really well.. What dye did you use?" She asked me as she compared a strand of her hair to mine.
This is my moment of glory.
"Oh..Mine's natural." I said.
"Oh.. Hmmm" and she walked away.

After that.... I came home and went to bed freakishly early (11 PM).
The end.

Today I have a New Year's party to go to that's Hawaiian Theme.................................
Free drinks though.
I'll make my own fun.

I hope everyone has a Happy New Year!

Quote of the day:
"Look at me... sitting here not listening to a word you say."
-- Me in the car as my mother tried to talk to me about colleges

Oh and I updated pictures...
There's one of Matty, my dog, and my friend Amanda Randle from about a year ago when I cut her hair over the summer.. so enjoy.

"It's good to know you've seen the softer side of Sears."

Yes, I know its been eons since I've written....

So let's see, what have I done that's been interesting since the last time I wrote?
Oh yes... nothing.

I've been PMSing, so my mood has been fluctuating quite a bit.
On Friday I woke up happy... then got sad... then I was just angry.
Yea, Friday night I wasn't exactly a crowd pleaser. I was so bitchy.

I refused to see The Hot Chick even though Lindsey called me twice about it.
I'm sorry. But no. I mean... ew. There's no way.
So I skipped out on the movies with Andrew and Lindsey, but they still wanted me to meet them afterwards so I did.

We talked in Barnes and Noble for a bit.
We decided to go to the Children's section and find the books that we could make dirty.
The dirtiest had to be Babar's Yoga for Children or Pussycat's Christmas. It was a toss up.

Andrew then entertained us with some yoga poses from the book...
That was fun.

I got to wear my new jacket Friday. That sadly, made my day.
Oh, no, what made my day was getting the very last copy of Eddie Izzard; Dressed to Kill on DVD from Tower Records.
The weirdo name tag guy told me that the last copy must have been bought and to check back Tuesday but I had a feeling that if I looked I'd find it and sure enough I did.

Lindsey left after Andrew and I hit Island's for our traditional late night dinner and then Andrew and I stuck around for awhile.

On Saturday I forced my mother to take me to see Catch Me If You Can, which is now my new favorite movie.
It was really good. I suggest it to everyone and if you're a reader, read Frank's autobiography too. Its not as jazzy as the movie, but its still entertaining.

Came home and watched Back to the Future again. I love those movies.

Today so far, I've done nothing.
I got up at like... 1:30 PM even though I went to bed at almost a decent hour. I guess I'm still catching up on my sleep.
Sorry its such a boring blog. I apologize for the inconvenience. I'll try to entertain you more tomorrow.

Quote of the week... weekend thing... :
To be announced.

"Well, gee... you shouldn't have..."

The children of the korn came..

Several times over the course of Christmas dinner I felt like stabbing either myself of my cousins in the eye with a butter knife (ya know.. nothing too sharp.)...

When they're not talking about death they're talking about violence... or blood.... or... well, its always something bad or gross.
Yes..

So my cousin Jenna, AKA Mr. Burns, AKA The self proclaimed "Angel of Death" came dressed wearing a Kelly Osbourne shirt (how totally fucking goth...), a ripped black skirt, chipped nail black polish (which is so very over) and bangs. The girl wishes she had my skin tone. She's tan compared to me.
But bangs people? Bangs? Honestly.
I got rid of mine 3 years ago.
Thank the lord, Jesus. My hair dresser never did anything better for me.

My other cousin Jacob came dressed a little more normal... except he came fully equipped with corny jokes, and TV show catch phrases.....
You are the weakest link.....

Wow.

How old is that exactly? Can I get a carbon date on that?

I tried to ignore them a lot of the night.
Constantly I had to go to my room to check up on my lap top to make sure everything was downloading correctly (I wasn't downloading anything) and checking my cell phone voice mail for no reason at all... nobody ever calls me.. just anything to get away from them...

They didn't shut up... they didn't. Not for one minute. Even when we were eating they were talking..

I'd give you some of their intelligent conversation, but unfortunately.. there wasn't any.
And I didn't supply any. I didn't want to talk to them. I barely spoke tonight at all.
At one point I got so bored that I resorted to playing the F.R.I.E.N.D.S. trivia game with my sister.

I miss the holidays when all of my mom's family used to come in. Those are always fun.
I mean... tonight wasn't too bad... but the endless non stop mindless chatter kinda got to me... and I was biting my tongue all night.
Not literally though... cuz that would hurt. But there were a few times when I could have totally broken into the conversation to say something, but I didn't...
Self restraint people... plus, my parents would have killed me if I was rude to family...

I said something once a while back, and was totally ragged on it the rest of the year... So I tend to keep my mouth shut instead of abusing my sarcasm quotient.. Unbelievable I know. But true.

So yea... that was my Christmas dinner... lol not much to tell.

Quote of the day:
Jenna, The 'goth' (I'm sorry... but Jewish people cannot be Gothic, seriously): "I love the show Friends!"
Stefi: "Said the Angel of Death."
Jenna: "No, I mean it! I love Friends!"
Stefi: "Oh wow."
-- Jenna being so totally gothic. I swear. Next thing ya know she's gonna be biting the heads off of doves....
The chocolate kind of course.

"Awww thank you! Where's the "Return" box?"

You’ve never seen anything like Christmas morning at a Jew’s house.

Yes.. I’m a Jew and I open gifts on Christmas… I admit it. But think of it this way.. Jesus was a Jew. A huge Jew… a Jew with an afro…but he wasn’t like other Jews… Jesus had this weird thing where he wanted to do good and make kindness in the world… while all of the other Jews in Bethlehem were like “Shut up and eat your matzo, Jesus.”

(Also, while we’re on the subject, I totally don’t believe that Mary was all of the sudden impregnated by G0d. I mean.. please… it must have been SOMEONE in the local village. She was probably sitting there with her best friend… we’ll call her Rebecca. And she was probably like “Oh Rebecca! What do I do? If Joseph finds out I slept with David Cohen he’ll kill me!” and Rebecca was probably sipping some Manichevitz wine and was a little loopy so she was like “I dunno.. tell him it was the son of G0d… or something… He’ll believe that…Wait… have you even screwed your husband?” See, what Mary doesn’t know is that her husband didn’t care since he was shtupping the shepard’s daughter anyway.
Jesus never knew his real father….Sometimes I wish I were so lucky... Oh, Just kidding..)

Anyway,
So my sister got up at 5 AM… which is before the crack of dawn… and decided to wake me up too..
"Steph.." she came into my room really quietly. "Stteeeeppppphhhh.."
"Danielle, go back to sleep!"
"I can't! I can't sleep. I have... :she thinks for a moment: a.... stomach ache."

And she didn't even go to sleep until like.. midnight.
And I didn't go to sleep until 3...
I would have gone earlier but I was working on my sister's gift.
My mom ordered this "magical wand" off of E-bay that looks like the one from Harry Potter and a Hogwarts patch and I wanted to make it all pretty so I packaged it nicely and I made this "certificate of authenticity" saying it was a genuine Ollivander wand... just like the one in the book and on the little tag thingy I put "To Danielle: From Hagrid" and I found this box that was totally perfect for the wand.... and yea... I'll shut up now. But it was so cool! And I really wanted her to open it and so I practically shoved it at her when she sat down and I waited there for her to open it, grinning like a total idiot...

She was happy to get the gift.. she thought it was nice that I went through all of the trouble... but as soon as she saw the Harry Potter PS2 game she forgot all about it and was so excited about recieving the game that she actually tore off the plastic wrap that protects the cover of the game...she thought it was more wrapping..

Ah... oh well.

Anywho,
Christmas morning every year is the same deal.
We wake up and open gifts in the tree-less living room… I’m usually half asleep.
Half way through my dad suddenly remembers that he should turn on Christmas music.
Afterwards he says “Oooo should I get my video camera?!” to which my mother always replies “No, Howard. We’ll never look at the video.”
Two minutes later my dad says “Should I get my regular camera then?” to which my sister and I always cry “NO!” because… ya know.. I could lie and say my hair looks great all the time… but… I just don’t wake up with the J. Lo cutesy bed head freshly fucked Maid in Manhattan look every morning. If I did.. I’d never do my hair.
It didn’t look bad this morning though… and once I brushed it, it was ok.. lol

I got pretty much everything I asked for... I didn't ask for that much... It was a nice Christmas.
I hope everyone had a great Christmas too :)

I'll write more after my cousins come over for dinner... I'm sure one of them will give me a quote of the day....

"Why doesn't that girl say something? Like.. stop playing with my hair you four eyed freak?"

Ahh.. Christmas eve with a Jewish Family..
A festive night on the town...
Lemme break it down for ya. (Like a Beastie Boy I am... They were Jewish too, doncha know?)

So, at around 5:45 PM my family leaves our warm, cozy house thinking that restaurants will be open on this pre big huge holiday night otherwise known as Christmas Eve, right?
45 minutes, 6 closed restuarants, and 3 arguments later... we eat at Garcia's mexican restaurant.... the only thing open other than a Wendy's and some weirdo Japanese place within a 20 mile radius.

Being the Jews that we are, we failed to remember that Christmas is a national... world wide actually.. holiday.

Yea, so we're at Garcia's and the current time is now just about 6:30 PM.
While walking in some random guy says to me "I like your outfit." (I was wearing my Catholic school girl goes hooker ensamble) to which my dad replies "She's 16 there, buddy." to which I replied "I'm 15, Daddy." The guy was quick to make an exit after that.
Not that I minded... since he was creepy anyway.
Ahhh forever attracting freaks of nature. The joys of being me.

Anyway, so we sit down to eat, only my mom decides that she doesn't like our table...
So we switch tables.
Now she decides she can't read the menu, so she tells the waitress.
My dad then starts getting fussy.
A. Because my sister kept kicking him (not on purpose...) from across the table and
B. He's been waiting at least 3 minutes for his Pepsi.
OMG somebody smack me.

Finally.... he gets his Pepsi and he settles down but my sister was just starting up.
I really don't know what possessed her to start talking about my dog... but when she did she got loud, animated, and her voice was so high pitched I thought my head was gonna explode.
So my dad told her off... and that was fun... fun dinner conversation right there..

Anywho-
So after dinner my family and I went to the movies to see Santa Clause 2 because its our little tradition that every year we see a movie on Christmas eve when all of the non-Jews are out and aboot being merry and singing carols and all of that other great holiday stuff.

Yea... so like.. my dad didn't like where we were sitting.. so we moved seats.
Then my mom didn't like where we were sitting... so we moved again...
Then my dad was cold where we were sitting... so we moved for the third time.

Christmas eve with the Sparer's... A Jewish Tale.
Doesn't get any better.. unfortunately.

Quote of the day... well, I think you had enough...
Check the ones from the previous entry.

HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL YOU NON JEWS OUT THERE IN CYBER LAND!

I took a quick test.... Now I'm off to make cookies with my sister..


What kind of porno would you star in?
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I'll write more later if anything interesting happens.

Quote of the day:
CrasHTesTDummY37: Both you feckers.
ShopGirlLA: lol
ShopGirlLA: what?
ShopGirlLA: what did I do?
CrasHTesTDummY37: lol
CrasHTesTDummY37: Nothing
CrasHTesTDummY37: But neither of you talk.
ShopGirlLA: lol
ShopGirlLA: we talk
CrasHTesTDummY37: Yeah.
CrasHTesTDummY37: Matt hasn't responded.
CrasHTesTDummY37: FECKERS>
CrasHTesTDummY37: Both of you.
-- Jenna NOT getting mad... but instead, amused because Matt and I were talking more to each other than to her.

Second quote of the day (here ya go Matty):
"Your mom would star in a "Matt's room porno""
-- Matty giving me a quote of the day. And no, Matt, she wouldn't.

"You licked meat?"

Gee... I did nothing today.
Today was totally not interesting.
It was raining though... and that was cool.
I'm always one for the rain.

Anywho- so after going to bed again at 5:30 AM last night I decided I probably shouldn't do that again. I'm gonna end up like Rosie with the deep set creepy eyes and dark circles. And really... who wants that? Certainly not I.

I set up new pictures today. Observe:
Where it used to say "Jamie" at the top next to "Amanda", it now says "pictures". Do yourself a favor and click on it. See me in all of my glory. Oh yea.. Amanda and Andrew happen to be in the pics too.

I checked my comment page today.
Saw that SHELBY commented... but nobody else. You know, I know for a fact that Amanda went to the comment page... and yet.. no comment from her. I'm really disspointed in you guys. I am.

Speaking of Amanda, she's writing a play... more than a play actually, a musical.
She IMs me periodically while she's working on it, and we have conversations like this:

dancindiva123086 (10:27:00 PM): what rhymes with something?
ShopGirlLA (10:27:25 PM): ummm
ShopGirlLA (10:27:31 PM): ring...
ShopGirlLA (10:27:34 PM): I dunno
dancindiva123086 (10:27:39 PM): thx
ShopGirlLA (10:27:45 PM): king..
dancindiva123086 (10:27:57 PM): ring a ling]
dancindiva123086 (10:27:57 PM): lol
dancindiva123086 (10:28:06 PM): A WHOLE LOT OF NOTHING IS A WHOLE LOT OF SOMETHING
MY OWN LITTLE RING-A-LING
ShopGirlLA (10:28:16 PM): does this make sense to you?
dancindiva123086 (10:28:29 PM): lol not really......
ShopGirlLA (10:28:37 PM): yea, then it probably won't make sense to anyone else
dancindiva123086 (10:28:44 PM): lol
dancindiva123086 (10:28:47 PM): hmmmm

Yea.. best of luck to you on that. Hope you find something that rhymes with... something...

I have absolutely nothing to write for this blog entry...
I'll make a list then...
OK, top ten places you won't ever see Mrs. Rosenberg:

10. Church: With all of her Jew Preaching...15 minutes on why we celebrate Passover.. in the middle of a Chem class..This is one place Rosie will never set foot.. ever.

9.Neiman Marcus: Quality clothes at high prices? She'd rather sit shiva for Blythe's pet rabbit all over again.
(Side note: Who names their kid Blythe? Oh, and Shiva by the way is a Jew's equivalent to a wake after someone dies.)

8. Psych 101 at ASU.: After her "Psychiatry is NOT a science" lecture to me.. I have a feeling she'd probably never want to take this class..

7. The Candy Store strip club: Ok, think about it... Rosie... in a strip club? Yea. Never. Now, a certain Dick Cherry over in the Biology department in a strip club? That I can see.

6. Guess? Jeans: Their reduced reduced reduced prices = regular prices over at JC Penny's where she shops. Therefore you will never see Mrs. Rosenberg in a guess Jeans store.

5. A Pakistani/Indian/Hooters restaurant: Has anyone noticed how totally racist Rosie is? Sure... she knows about the other holidays.. but did you see the look on her face the first day of school when Omaya told Rosie she had relatives in town from Palestine? I really doubt Rosie eats anything but Sushi and Deli stuff from Chompies.. and maybe pizza once in a while..cuz she is from NY.

4. A lingerie store: OMG... think about it... Rosie.... in a Victoria's Secret?::shudders:: She's a CHEM TEACHER. No sex life for her.. not that we even want to think about stuff like that.... but there's no need for her to want sexy pajamas. I bet the woman wears like... a lab coat to bed. Victoria's Secret is too expensive for Rosie anyway. Those bras are like 40 bucks each (not including the matching panty). And I've seen Rosie's bra (not such a long story..I turned around and saw Rosie cleavage... It was an accident) and she does not wear Victoria's Secret.

3. Tiffany & Co.: Have you seen the pins Rosie wears? (May I remind you all of the GIANT yellow rose she wore last tuesday?) Yea, she’s not getting those at Tiffany’s let me tell you that now.

2. TJ Maxx: Oh wait.. no you would see Rosie here.... You wouldn't see ME there though.
(what's with all the caps right there? I must be turning into Jenna.)

and the number one place you won't be seeing Rosie any time soon:
1. In the line to see Santa Clause: Why not? Well, she's like... 50 and her kids are all grown up... but also because.. I really don't think Rosie ever let her kids even know about Christmas. I mean, until her kids were 12 they weren't even allowed to have candy and stuff. When they were younger they probably said things like "Mommy.. why does Jimmy have a tree in his front window with bright multi-colored decorative lights (she was sure they used many descriptive words and were always observant.) and we just have a candelabra?" and she would say something like "Because Jimmy is the Devil's son! And that isn't a candleabra little Maxwell. (yea, her son's name is the same as my computer.... what are the odds?) Its a Menorah. Come, sit on a lab stool. I'll tell you the story of Chanukkah."

Yea.... that's my list. I'm done now.
Happy Christmas eve everyone.

Quote of the day:
Matt: u should see mojo
Matt: i was in the bathroom taking a shower today
Matt: and he stuck his lil paws under the door
Stefi: lol
Matt: and he was trying to get in
Matt: and i heard his meows
Matt: aww
Matt: lol
Stefi: lol dirty rat
Matt: =-O what did u say?
Stefi: lol
Stefi: what's with the face?
Matt: u dont say that about him
Stefi: truth hurts
Matt: im having shana for dinner tonight
Matt: fried doggy.. yummers
Stefi: she was groomed today
Stefi: and she looks all pretty
Matt: pretty? who was her groomer? jesus? i didnt know he worked miracles before christmas
Stefi: fiiiiiine
Stefi: ok
Stefi: Mojo
Stefi: is adorable
Stefi: and YAY! cats are great
Stefi: and awwwww cats are cute.
Matt: damn right
-- Matt making fun of my dog Shana because I started on his cat Mojo.

ShopGirlLA: how was ER?
CrasHTesTDummY37: Good. It's a 7 minute time out, and then another episode.
CrasHTesTDummY37: And then maybe an episode of the Practice, if I feel like staying up that late.
ShopGirlLA: lol
ShopGirlLA: you should
ShopGirlLA: rebel
CrasHTesTDummY37: Says Stefi, who comes to school looking half dead and uttering things such as "Ahah, that's funny...I'm tired...everything's funny when I'm tired...."
ShopGirlLA: lol
ShopGirlLA: yea...

I think that should be the first thing people know about me.
I don't sleep.
I think that kind of helps to explain my personality.
Yea, I just felt like putting that up there... A conversation between me and Jenna.
Anywho- now onto my real blog.

"Ok, smile. Tongue. Kiss. Jackass."
TWO WEEKS OF NO SCHOOL!
I get to sleep in Monday…

Oh, I know its been a few days, but every time I tried to blog either Explorer would act up or I’d end up working on the moovie script..
But yea..

Thursday was another half day chock full of finals…

Chem, World History, and Math..

In the middle of my world history test, Sturgell suddenly remembers something she didn’t teach us that was on the test and starts giving us answers.. that was kind of weird… but hey, answers… so that’s good since I guessed on about half of that test…

After school I went out with my mommy and then I went to the mall with Andrew and Amanda..

Amanda brought her video camera so we could go up and ask people random questions like they do on Letterman.
We decided to see what our Charlotte Russe store representatives had to say.

Amanda couldn’t keep a straight face when I asked her if she could go up and ask them so I had to request the interview.

Just so you know people; the first rule when you’re doing something funny with a camera to an unsuspecting bystander is Don’t Laugh.

Yea, so the people in CR were really mean and wouldn’t do the interview unless we scripted their responses first. That’s right. A local Charlotte Russe Representative could not give us her own answer to the question “What do you think of Oprah?” We had to do it for her…

So we asked random people in the middle of the mall instead.
Ooo like this hot guy in a beanie whose name was… ..Well, names aren’t important. All that’s important is that Amanda and I both touched his ass and we got him (and his ass) on camera.

Hot Beanie guy’s friends also had a camera with them. They weren’t as funny as we were though… and they had no idea who Peter Jenkins was.

Afterwards, Andrew, Amanda, and I all trekked down to the Harkins at PV to see Maid in Manhattan. We’re sitting in the theatre… doing what we do best, which is, making fun of people. We go from making fun of Rosie to Crystal Pierce in about 0.2 seconds. (A new record)
Anyway, we notice these two really annoying, what we think are 8th grade girls over in the corner of the theatre. We don’t really think anything of it until they start getting overly annoying and loud. We then decide to sit in front of the girls….. turns out the girls are Crystal Pierce and Jessica Putnam..

“Were you guys talking about me?” Crystal asked.
“No.. no… we were saying how we saw you in the food court..” I quickly covered Amanda’s tracks…. Since it was her who had been dissing Miss Pierce.

We talked with them for like… two minutes but it seemed like an eternity.. Jessica isn’t bad.. Crystal is.. and she was only interested in what she could mooch off of Amanda (a drink) and how much she could brag about the amount of money she spent at the mall ($200 on a pair of ugly shoes and candy).

After the movie, we were quick to ditch the two other girls who began to follow our group. We made the excuse that I was going home and started towards the exit when who should show up? But my parents.. it was weird.

They were there for shopping..
It was ok though. They gave me more money and left me alone.

We filmed a little more and took pictures…
The parents by the mall Santa yelled at us for video taping their children..
We couldn’t go into the pet store with the camera…
And the waitress at Ruby’s Diner thought we were insane…. Amanda and I made Andrew ask for a paper hat..

“Why do you want a hat? Is it your birthday?”
“No… I just want a hat..”
“I can’t sing to you then if its not your birthday or bring you a sundae.”
“Can you sing to him anyway?” (I really wanted someone to sing Happy Birthday to Andrew)
“No, but I’ll give him the hat.”

She brought the hat though…

After dinner Amanda had to go home and then I had to go home (parents were leaving) which meant Andrew also had to go home.. so it was an early night for us. 9 PM.

Friday I did nothing. Absolutely nothing. It was nice.
Saturday, Matty and I worked on the mooovie for most of the day and then I went out to see Maid in Manhattan again with my Mommy since she wanted to see it.. and now, here I am..

Ok, and everyone… if you’re reading this, go to the comment page and leave a comment. I have the same three people commenting over and over… I wouldn’t mind some new people.

Quote of the week… weekendy thing:
"Many a young girl has found herself in trouble because some boy looked longingly at a centerfold hours before taking her out on a date, and, then they began necking while listening to a sexually exciting song."
-- Some Christian site I found talking about why porn is bad.

"I want to blank you."

Yea.... so my computer died..

But its ok.. its ok. Max is gonna be ok.... sure... EVERYTHING is gone... but.. slowly but surely.. he'll be on his feet again.
I already have about 250 MP3s just from this afternoon (I was dying without music)... so, it'll be ok.... At least we didn't lose the script. OMG I was thinking about that... because I haven't backed up the moooovie since July and revisions have been made since then... I would have killed myself if we didn't have Script Buddy. You all think I'm joking. I'm not. Matt knows. I would have died. I would have cried first though... a lot.

Annnnywho-
Finals week...

Ah, enjoy these last few nights kiddos.
For these are the nights you can say things like "I can't do the dishes.... I have to study for finals!" and your parents buy it... at least, mine do anyway...

Actually, I do study. I've been studying my ass off for Chem especially.. That final is tomorrow...

So let's see what's gone down since I last blogged:
Umm... Rosie wore a giant flower on her shoulder yesterday. My life is so sad that this was a major part of my day. But seriously, the thing was huge. It was like a frickin' parrot. I'm not kidding. I half expected it to start talking.
I totally believe her when she says things like she only buys from the "reduced reduced reduced" section..

I went to the mall with Jen.
Not to be confused with Jenna or Jenny or Jennifer (all other people I know.) This girl is new... well, she's not so new anymore.. she's been at NCHS about.. a month and a half I think? Something like that. She's really nice and she's going out with Matt. She's like the only girlfriend he's had who hasn't hated me. It's cool.
Oh, and we didn't shop in the reduced section.

Told you about my computer so we can skip over that...

Today was a half day because we were taking finals.
I think I did ok...
Spanish was simple... but I was annoyed because she had us study all of this stuff that wasn't even on the test. I could have cut my spanish studying time in half and worked on things like... Chem.... which, hopefully I won't fail.

English was ok... If you haven't taken Sandberg's English final yet and you are in her class I do suggest going over all of the handouts she ever gave you and reading them thoroughly.

Drama was disgustingly easy. I have like 100% for both quarters in that class though so I could have blown off the final and still passed the class.
I didn't blow off the final though.. I took it.

I went out and aboot with my Mommy today. That was fun... and now, here I am..
I'd write more but I have to go study.

Only one half day left of school... niiice.

Quote of the day:
Sandberg: "Don't tell anyone what's on the test because I will find out and then I will curve the grades!"
Alison: "Curve the grades? What does that mean?"
Stefi: "It means that whatever Daniel Thai gets on the test is what she grades it out of."
Daniel Thai: "Miss Sparer, why is it that you always assume that I will have the highest test score?"
-- In my third hour after our final
I dunno... whatever. It was funny during 3rd hour ok, so shoot me.

"What? Wait.. What?"

Max is dead.
More later.

"That kid is going to follow us all night now, isn't he?"

Fucking fucking explorer.
I was this close to finishing my blog about 2 minutes ago... and it decided it performed some illegal operation.
ugh...
Anyway...

This was a good week... but I'm happy its over.

In Spanish my teacher's skirt looked like she made it out of her really ugly living room rug. It was green with tassles...I'm not joking. It was so awful. I don't know what she was thinking. I noticed today while we went over the Spanish tests we took Monday, that my teacher kind of moves like an ex- nazi. She gave off the whole American History X feel.. Just in case.. I won't tell her I'm Jewish or anything..

Speaking of Jews...

Rosie's class was relatively painless today.
We went over our tests... which I didn't do too horribly on.. I got a B.. That's better than the D I expected..
So what if it wasn't an advanced test? At least I passed this one..
Then Rosie set us free to work on our final study guides... which no one really did.. except maybe Daniel Thai..
"Will we have to add and subtract in scientific notation for certain delights?" Daniel Thai asked Rosie.
"Yes, but I won't know if you are or not because the answers are multiple choice so you can do whatever you want except look off of Stephanie's paper."
"Why would I want to look off of Stephanie's paper?" Daniel Thai, who will never be known as just Daniel to anyone at North Canyon (except maybe Lisa Wade... but just because she's nice) replied to the Keebler elf. Then, when he noticed how what he said was perceived he laughed, DANIEL THAI LAUGHED at the expense of me. When did he get a personality? I am so confused.
First his great speech.. now Daniel Thai is making fun of me? What's next?
If Daniel Thai suddenly becomes captain of the football team and friends with Carson.. I think I'll drop out of school.

Later, while Daniel Thai was shelping (and yes, Matt. I looked it up in my little yiddish dictionary, it is shleping. Shlep - Drag, carry or haul, particularly unnecessary things, parcels or baggage; to go somewhere unwillingly or unwantedly ) Rosie said "I don't think he meant it like that.."
"Yes. Yea, he did." Random kids in the class answered.
Thanks guys..
I think it was unfair of him to say that when I finally passed a test in Rosie's class..
the easiest test of the year.. and I passed it... that says something....

In English I watched more speeches.. they were pretty good today.

In fourth hour I took a test.
Fifth hour, Andrew had an angry moment (because of Lindsey... why else?) where he said "Fuck you", grabbed his PSAT score sheet, and flounced off in a very non homosexual way... only it turned out he took my PSAT score sheet instead so he had to come back and it totally ruined his non homosexual angry flouncing moment.Too bad too because it would have been quite an exit...

Speaking of "non" homosexuals...
What did Ben get on his PSATs? Did anyone find out?
I don't actually care, but I wanted to make fun of Ben right there..

I took a test during math and critiqued people in drama 7th hour, and that was my school day.

Came home.. slept for 2 hours and then went out and aboot with Andrew.
PV mall doesn't have as many 8th graders roaming around as Desert Ridge.. Its nice.
Except for this one kid who was just... creepy. He was following Andrew and me around the pet store.
Oh, and I saw Really Ugly Creepy Guy (different from creepy pet store guy) from last year at the mall too. It had been awhile since I had seen him..

Not much really happened while we were out..
Andrew decided to rebel and Winona Ryder a 22 dollar thermos from Starbucks...
I didn't think he was serious when he said he would do it.. but he did it..

We're sitting outside of Starbucks and he's like "I want coffee... I'm gonna get some coffee.." So I said ok, and he goes inside and I decide to call Amanda Carungi since she had to stay home tonight. I see Andrew looking at the coffee mugs and things and then I see him go into the bathroom and the kid goes to the bathroom like, 8 billion times a day so I think nothing of this..
I'm on the phone for a few minutes when Andrew comes busting out of the starbucks going "EEEEEEEEEEEEE" and he's holding a starbucks coffee thermos.
"Oh my G0d! You actually did it...."
"EEEE!!" seemed to be the only thing Andrew could reply to that.
"What?! What?!" Amanda, who was still on the phone, was all confused.
I was "Oh my G0d"ing, Andrew was "eeee"ing and laughing.. there was a lot of noise going on.. So she hung up on us..
I still can't believe he did that.
Don't ever steal people. Stealing is bad. Stealing is naughty.
You can't do that, because its wrong..

We went to Borders for a bit after that and chatted with the guys who work there...
I bought a book. Star Girl. Its supposed to be good. It better be for 11 bucks.

I should go to sleep now.. but.. eh..

Quote of the day:
"I'm having a hard time dealing with the fact that I'm a complete moron."
"You're not a moron.. shut up. You're stupid."
-- Matt trying to make me feel better about my disgusting PSAT score.

"He wore that shirt Monday.. and Saturday..."

People are still talking about my speech. Yes, it was just that good.

Anywho,
Really tired.
Spent the day trying not to fall asleep and laughing at things that were totally not even funny.

Took my chem test. Very scary.
Please G0d let me do well.

Third hour I listened to more speeches... Juana did well. Cassie did ok... she wasn't that nervous but she barely looked at the class. Same with Ellen.
Fourth hour I took a quiz...
At lunch I sang songs from Rent with Amanda and Jenny from the Block with Andrew.
Oh and Amanda made me do my Alyson Hannigan voice. At least she asked me to do a quote from Buffy and not the band camp thing.
I remember last year Danielle Silvera used to make me say the band camp thing all the time. That was way back when I aimed to please. Now I take the I'll do what I want approach. Works better for me.

6th hour was uneventful. I have a test tomorrow.

In 7th hour Mr. Bush pretty much hated everyone but me, Sarah, and Preston. Nice feeling to not be hated for once.
We have assigned seating now. And we're not allowed to move from our seats at all. AND we have 10 minutes of silent writing about some form of entertainment to do when we first get into class every day.. so I wrote about how great Hugh Grant's hair looked in the movie About a Boy. His hair was a character in itself. Gorgeous.

Then I came home and slept for three hours so I hope to G0d I can sleep tonight...

Quote of the day:
"Steph, why do you have down all of these quotes in your note section?"
"They.. uh.. help me to remember stuff..."
-- Rosie asking me why I had quotes in my chem note book (I forgot to take the paper out before I turned it in... for the 3rd time..)

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"The beret is not just a fashion statement. It is a symbol, and so is Monica Lewinsky."

Ahh I did it. I did my speech! It went well. I'm so pleased.
Everyone is talking about it! Its so cool. People who aren't even in my class are coming up to me and congratulating me.
Its awesome. I had a lot of people ask me questions too. Everyone else had like.. one question, which was usually just "why did you pick this person?"
The questions I was asked ranged from "What does SNL stand for" (Daniel Thai asked that one. Who else would?) to "How did Monica Influence you?"
Oh, and yearbook was in there while I did my speech so now there are probably going to be pics of me as Monica Lewinsky in the yearbook...
Yea, but... anyway..

Not much to say today. I was worried about my speech for the first 3 periods of school.
Now I'm worried about my Chem test tomorrow.
Wish me luck.

After my third hour speech I wore my beret the rest of the day.. well, except for when Eunice (or however you spell her name. I have no idea) came up to me and yelled in my face during lunch.
"THE NO HAT RULE APPLIES TO YOUNG LADIES AS WELL AS BOYS."
"It was for a class presentation." I calmly replied back. I didn't begin to remove the hat.
"THEN YOU WEAR IT IN THE CLASS ONLY!" She has crazy eyes. Has anyone noticed that?
"That means she wants you to take it off..." Andrew, who was standing next to me, grabbed the hat off of my head.

The second Eunice was gone I put the beret back on my head.
It completed the outfit.

In 7th hour Sailor Erin (whose house I did not go to today) and I had to do our horrible, awful skit.
It actually wouldn't have been that bad if she had maybe remembered one or two of her lines.... in any particular order.
She practically BSed half of it. Ah.. oh well.
I'm tired... I'm gonna study for chem though.

Quote of the day:
"I don't buy things unless they've been marked down at least three times"
::Thomas snickers::
"What? It's true."
"Oh, I believe it..."
-- Rosenberg solving the mystery as to why she dresses like a Garden Gnome


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"You're the Stefi.. you're like... Fuck you. I'm better than everyone."

Nervous nervous nervous about my speech.
I've only practiced it like 2000 times, but I'm still nervous.
Yep, the Monica Lewinsky speech is tomorrow.
Please, pray for me.

Today was ok..
Sorry for not writing much. I've been so busy lately.
Not much happened today... I went around to random people at lunch and gave my speech.
Even Katie Davids liked it. I think that says something.
Or does it? I dunno. That can kind of go both ways..

In 7th hour Method Man went crazay at us.
That was a little scary.. not because he has a strong, booming voice that could blow the top off of a house... but because he's very tall like a giant... and he slams doors like a 17 year old. A passion.
I swear to G0d. He got so sick of us (well, not me. He still likes me.) he said "DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! OBVIOUSLY YOU ALREADY KNOW WHAT TO DO!" when no one was listening to him then proceded to his little office and slammed the door.
After about two seconds where everyone was kinda just standing there dumbfounded he opened up his office door leaned out and said "Well? GET PRACTICING!" and then shut his door again.

Oh and then in the madness of it all, Sailor Erin (found out she spells it with an "i") invited me over to her house tomorrow.
Weirdness..

I'm so tired I don't even think this blog makes sense.
I'm taking a nap and then doing my chem HW.
Ugh, Rosie... Am I the only NCHS student really not liking her at the moment?

Quote of the day:
"That's not actually your speech is it?"
"Yea...That's actually my speech.."
"Whoa.. You're really gonna go up and say that?"
-- Alicia Powers when I said my speech during 4th hour World History

"Yea, he did... Wait.. No, he didn't."

Scrubs Day.

Actually, surprisingly.. today was good.
I had a new outlook on life today... kinda.
Goodbye to the old Stefi... the one who made fun of well, everyone.
And say hello to the newer Stefi... the one who makes fun of.. well, Katie Davids. (oh, and other random ugly people..)
Yea, I was gonna go for the whole.. I love everyone/Vangie approach.. but I couldn't do it.
I couldn't.

I did a lot better though....

Anyway-
Spanish was boring. As usual my teacher got off track and began talking about George "Warshington".
Yes. She pronounced it with an R. Half the class snickered.. the awake half. I didn't laugh though. I was a little dissapointed seeing that she's a language teacher, but when you've had a year of Mrs. Weeiams (the ebonics teacher).. things like "Warshington" just don't shock you anymore.

In second hour, to my horror, I realized that I didn't do all of my Chem HW. Thank G0d I wasn't called on for the problems I didn't do.
Although, because I am of the Jewish religion, she probably would have forgiven me anyway. I swear though, if Rosie could bitch slap both Amory and Daniel Thai, she would in an instant.

Sandberg addressed me directly today in third hour when it came to how appropriate one should be during their speech... (I'm doing mine on Monica Lewinsky.)
Sandberg: "We don't need to know about things on your dress..."
Rachael Meed: "Oh my G0d, that'd be so funny!"
Sandberg: ::puts on disgusted face:: "No! That would gross me out! We all know what Monica did... Yes, you need to concede to that.. but, don't go drawing diagrams."
Stefi: "I can't draw anyway.."
Sandberg: "Basically, if you can give your speech to your grandmother and she wouldn't blush, then its ok."
Stefi: "My Grandmother didn't blush at a lot of things."
Sandberg: "Just.... use your best judgement."

Apparently, she told all of her classes about her Monica Lewinsky in 3nd hour. I was used as an example. How sweet.

In 4th hour world history I had to BS my way through an essay test for Sturgell.
I studied. I did, but it was on the Englightenment of the 18th century and there are so many names and laws of nature... and... ugh...
The only specific details (and the Sturgell loooves details) I could remember were on Voltaire.
So I wrote a lot about Voltaire... I'm hoping to pull at least a C..

At lunch nothing happened..
I have a test tomorrow in math..
and in drama I had to bribe Eryn to work on the scene with me.
So I told Mr. Bush and he made note of it.

I don't like getting people in trouble.. honest.
In fact that was probably the meanest thing I did all day.
Except for when I called some girl Ozzy Osbourne in the Library... But that was funny...and she didn't hear me anyway..

And now I'm home and I have HW to do so off I go.

Quote of the day:
Sandberg: "You can go over to Skylar's house and practice together. How does that sound?"
Siovash: "Dirrrty..."
-- Ms. Sandberg telling Alison that she can practice her speech with Skylar and Siovash being Siovash..

"You can save a baby everytime you masturbate. Don't waste 5 bucks."

Another boring day... My days have been so boring lately.
I had almost a full night of sleep last night so not everything was funny..

Spanish was boring..
Chem was boring..

In English we actually did work today.. Only because Ellen was there though.
I talked to Alicia in World History and for some reason Amy Meda said she loved me at lunch.

I actually talked to a few kids during my math class. People were playing "Virgin/slut", which this guy... can't think of his name.. last name Beverage.. Was it Corey? I dunno, something like that.. well, he made it up... and its stupid. Its not even a game. Its just a person going around and debating whether the people were virgins or sluts. I do that on my own, only I don't call it a game. I keep it to myself.
Guess which one I was casted as though?

In drama I was trying to get along with Eryn so I laughed hysterically at everything "funny" that she said during 7th hour. I'm getting really good at that fake laugh...

Since I have nothing interesting going on in my life I will talk about the pressing world issues now.

oh, never mind I can't be bothered. I have HW to do.

Quote of the day:
"How many blogs do you think that'll end up in?"
-- Amanda after my masturbation quote because she, Andrew, and Eric were sitting there when I said it... and they all have blogs.

I apologize for the lame ass blog.
Daniel Thai needs to do something I can make fun of tomorrow.

"Are we the only ones not doing work?"

Look at me writing before 10 PM.


School today..
Blah.
I was just getting used to the whole.. going to bed late, getting up at noon routine too.

At 8:08 AM sitting at my desk in Spanish I realized I wanted to go home.
At 8:08 AM I was ready to leave.

Rosie of course jumped right back into the curriculum. She was wearing this green suit today that made her look like a Keebler elf. I half expected her to give us cookies.
That would have been cool..

I'm so worried about her final. I need to "spend time accordingly" on the study guide because the final can "make or break my grade" and I really need a good grade.
If I don't then ITTech here I come...

English was fun today. Mrs. Smyth was subbing for the Berg and set us free to work on our study questions the entire hour.
So Jenna and I spent the hour talking. We were the only people in class not working. Fun stuff just sitting there talking.
We got our Ya-Yas out and realized that we could have an entire conversation using the words "dude" and "Remember when.."
Yea, we're honors students.

During lunch today I was asked for just about the upteenth time why I was being a preppy person today. Or as Lindsey called me, a Sweater Monkey..
I ran out of witty excuses. I wore a blue sweater. I promise to go back to black tomorrow. Jeesh.

The rest of the day was pretty much boring..

Mr. Bush told me I had a "sparkle" about me today.
I think that's his way of saying "My, you look preppy!".

And.. yea. That was my Monday.

Quote of the day:
Ben: "Ah, Stefi... What would we do without you?"
Stefi: "Sit here bored.... like you do in the mornings.. Hey, wait.. what are you trying to say?"
-- Ben being touching.. in a not so touching way.

"This is like... the kid from Mask with a puffy collar."

We have school tomorrow.
Dammit.
I hate that about Sundays. It always means that tomorrow is school.
Unless its a 3 day weekend and there isn't school Monday.. or if its summer... well, you know the exceptions.. but usually, normally, it means school the next day.

Not much happened on my Saturday night.
I went out and aboot with my mother and sister. We shopped a bit then came home and watched "Waiting for Guffman."
Yes. This was my Saturday night.
I'm 15 and that was my Saturday night.
Oh well.

Didn't do much at all today. My dad made latkes and I basically sat around. The usual.
I should have started on my study guide for Chem.. but... its a 4 day weekend. So Rosie be damned.
I bet Daniel Thai finished his...

Quote of the day:
"You'd come to visit to play grab ass with my mom."
-- My reply to Matt after he said he'd come over to my house if I bought the Anna Kournikova 2003 wall calendar.