rhett jameson owns you

Molly. I've got a whirlpool bathtub. Get the cat, get over here, you're staying for the weekend. Jaccuuuuuzi.

Meanwhile I got a promotion! I work in the planetarium and no longer in the kids play zone. Hurra! No more kicks in the shin and poop jokes! My apartment is a nice loft and the previous owner was an old person who needed special appliances soooo, thus, the whirlpool. And a fridge that will open when you ASK it to open :D Talk about feeling fancy.

I managed to stay accident free at work for almost a week. I haven't met the nurse here yet, so that's something. Just a note to all those teachers and students who might have started putting bets down. I'm pretty sure Eli went within the hour the poor guy set up. I would imagine, anyway! And I hope this gives Kirsten and Nicholas some free room. Although, frankly, I'd rather have them heal me up than not getting, you know --- healed up.

My mom called and asked if I'd come stay with them for a few weeks this summer after the baby - my sister - is born. I ignored her and said I had work and college. I don't know about you people but pregnant people scare me. All emotional. Although Mrs. Yates seems pretty, you know, normal. Happy. Anyway I'm not happy about my parents at all. Divorced, but now back together and having a baby. People are freaking strange.

I'm not ready for exams in a few weeks.

I might be in the paper tomorrow morning or something.

There was this kid at the kids museum (really) and he pulled down his pants and started peeing. So I used my ability to pull his pants up. I figure - piss on his pants, his problem for being a jerk and I don't have to clean it up. Well he pulled them down. So I used  my ability to pull them up. I guess he caught on. Called me a freak. Things happened.

I didn't lose my job so no worries. But still. I was never that ignorant when I was nine years old.

I applied for some jobs on Friday. No calls yet. I also am going to one of the local community colleges to fill out some paperwork and see about getting in. Business and industry training? Sounds like something to do? The brochure sure seemed appealing, anyway. Maybe that's how they trick you. Anyway, the one job I applied for is at the Mount Washington Valley Children's Museum. I'm hoping to get that job. Get a place in town. Okay, who knew I wouldn't want to leave this school?

There are a lot of people who wake up early to take morning walks outside. I was actually almost wondering if there was some sort of secret club I hadn't been invited to. Maybe we need an actual track outside on the property for people to run around? Not that aimless walking isn't all that fun. I didn't run into anyone or fall down (I know some of you are wondering).

Why is it when girls have "girls night out" no questions are asked. When one suggests "boys night out" you get weird looks? Testosterone. My roommate needs it. He's more whipped than ever before. So we're going out.

I didn't fall but plenty of people had a good laugh when I walked into a door this morning. It had been open. It got closed. I'm going to blame another telekinetic on this as some joke but my nose hurts and I took some pills and am trying to make the headache go away. If that blame doesn't work I'm going to say I was tired. I thought my accidents went out with the new year. I'm a little disappointed.

My mom sent me cake mix for my birthday. What's a little strange about that is that she got me strawberry cake mix and sent along eighteen pink candles. Either my mom thinks I'm very metrosexual or they were on sale. Either way, I'm going to make some pink cake today if anyone wants to help and make sure I don't do something horribly wrong and end up ruining a perfectly fine cake mix.

Here is where things get frustrating and weird. Along with the cake she sends me a letter. Which is weird considering I talk to my mom on the phone every day. It turns out my parents are getting back together. They got divorced when I was ten and made my life hell. Eight years later? Getting back together and having a baby. Suddenly I don't want to go home for Christmas. I haven't exactly spoke to my dad in a few years. This is going to be one frustrating holiday.

I fell down the stairs again.

Are there any dreamwalkers I could pay to get inside my dreams and make them fun? All my dreams lately have left me waking up sweaty and angry. I think they are bad dreams, and I don't really remember, but I always wake up mad with my heart pounding. It's enough to make me want to pay someone to get inside my freaking head and throw confetti and make me ride unicorns. I don't care. I want something nice.

Sometimes I find my roommate doing strange things. Nice kid, but hell. Derek... no more girlfriend in the room, okay? Ever.

I can sleep in till 10am all week. I love my schedule this year.

In fact... Monday, Wednesdays, and Friday's I don't have class till noon!

School makes me feel like a robot. I read, I write, and my laptop has become my new best friend. I also realized I slump when I sit so I'm going to have a hunched back when I'm an old guy. Very depressing, but exciting that I'll have some old guy character. The beach party was fun... from what I saw. You know, cause I was in the tent the whole time with my girlfriend. Whether she likes it or not. That's what I call her. Right after honey-bun, babycakes, and sweetie babe. Lollipop mistress. Darling. Sugarplum.

I fell down the stairs yesterday :/ Hurt my shoulder. Possibly had a concussion.

Dude, though. I can drive people to the beach party this weekend. My old van can hold a lot. I'm thinking of going to WalMart to get some stuff for overnight so if anyone wants a ride there today let me know. After lunch.

MOLLY!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm hungry :-(

I thought Dippin' Dots sounded fantastic, but I'll give you all a warning. Don't go into the Library alone. At least bring a camera or your cellphone with a camera. I just witnessed our sexy Librarian and our Math teacher slapping each other over and over and over. Then they walked away like it was no big deal.

WTH.

Does anyone feel as bored as me right now?

I want to launch one of those rockets that you get in science kits or something.

Maybe I'll go self destruct in the sun.

You get in trouble once here and suddenly everyone treats you different. I had one of the younger boys come up to me looking to score some weed, or pills, I really don't even know the teeny bopper language. He flickered away when I told him to get lost. I waved my hand, right? 'Go away!' and he scooted back like I was going to hit him! Hell. Kitchen duty, thank goodness, is over and I can resume a normal life. Until I get bored, anyway. Then who knows.

I'm also starting to suspect my roommate is getting more than I am. How depressing.

I am never, ever, disrespecting the kitchen people ever again. Seriously. They can be plain evil. I am convinced that Zener has hired them from the insane asylum and that none of us are safe. However I do feel that at least I got some entertainment value out of this and learned quite a few things about the healthy food we eat here. Also cleaning trays and such we all eat from is really something I don't want to imagine doing for the rest of my life.

[Private to Students]

Who here has walked in on their roommate getting it on?

What's proper procedure? Walk away, ignore it, or heck... complain since they didn't lock the door or put a tie around the doorknob or something? Seriously. I feel like I was walking into an American Pie movie or something.

I made this private so the teachers wouldn't start getting strict, cause frankly, if I wanna go into a girls room and make out I should have that right. I'm a teenager. And a man. Things happen. Can't be helped.

:)

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Ever wake up one day and realize that your life is a lot more complicated than you had expected? Total insanity.