Roosevelt

"It is fun to be in the same decade with you."
Said by Franklin Delano Roosevelt to Winston Churchill.
It may be the most amazing thing EVER said. I'm not so sure what makes it so fantastic, it just is.

The Never Ending Name

I have no middle name. Which is always a shocking fact to darn near everyone for some unexplainable reason. Once in elementary school, there was a substitute (or student teacher, maybe) who said he could guess ANYONES middle name. So, naturally, I asked him to guess mine. After spending 10 minutes, he told me to just tell him. Feeling proud of myself, I said "none", when he seemed confused, I continued with "I have no middle name." He told me that wasn't fair.
Anyways, once I tell someone I don't have a middle name, they say "Oh!! I'll give you one." So... After a while, here's what happened (Including nicknames):

Morning star Mia Phillis Ani James Charlie Philadelphia Harrison Ford Technology girl
Only a few days ago it was simply Morning star Ani Charlie Philadelphia Harrison Ford (Which I think sounded slightly better, oh well! :P)

Want to know where each name came from?
Morning star: Tashia's Dad
Mia: That's my Spanish name
Phillis: Tashia and James
Ani: My parents
James: Forrest, Taylor, and Josh
Charlie: Myself
Philadelphia: Heather
Harrison: My parents
Ford: Lyric
Technology girl: James

I'm sure someone will want to add something to it since it seems to be never ending.

Teleportation

I am successfully doing absolutely nothing productive. In fact, I may as well be counterproductive right now.
The only thing I've managed to get done is studying Spanish. Lucky for me I can afford to be a little lazy today because it seems the teachers have all decided that no homework was a fantastic idea. (It really is.) Though usually a day of minimal homework means that tomorrow there will be homework in every class times two. Which will be super duper fun.

I wish that the technology existed to teleport packages. So, if you were to order pants or something online you only had to wait five seconds for it to arrive. The only problem then would be that people would complain even about that small amount of time. "Ugh, I have to wait FIVE seconds. UPS gets it done in 2, why is Fed ex so slow??" Just like if everyone had cake all the time, no one would ever want to see cake again.
And if teleportation could exist, why not portals? I know I'd be the first to organize a real life game of portal 1 and 2. It would be absolutely fantastic and terrifying.

Small Schools

Small schools is terrible. Just for clarification, small schools is this festival in which a whole bunch of small schools send their bands to one school and we all sit in incredibly uncomfortable chairs for hours listening to or playing music that is either under our skill level or we don't bother having a musical skill level at all. You then perform with all of these people in front of an audience. And although it sounds good from a distance, those people watching could never understand how terrible it is to be in those hard metal chairs.
I mean, sure you meet new people which is awesome and of course you get to play your instrument all day (which can be good or bad, depending on which instrument and if you're in band because you love it or because you just want an "easy" class.) but there are so many people that don't listen or can't count even if their life depended on it.

And my friends from the last two years weren't there this year. :(
Needless to say, I just can't wait for small schools next year. Who knows, maybe I'll enjoy it my Senior year?

Happy late valentines....?

Love is stupid and it sucks.
Seriously, what is it even for? Reproductive purposes? Awesome. That's exactly like all those stupid love movies.
Someone once told me that movies weren't real and as much as I know they aren't real, it was like a slap in the face. I mean, we grow up watching them and waiting for those absolutely beautiful and romantic T.V. loves to come true for ourselves and they don't. They never will. I mean, seriously, Disney, stop ruining my hopes and dreams.
Not that I'm being down on it or anything. I just figured I'd write a Valentines day post a few weeks late.

I chose my job over Tennis. As much as I wish there were two of me (as Spencer see's it there should be three, Evil Ani, Nice Ani, and just Ani. Evil Ani should play Tennis because she'd be ruthless, Nice Ani should go to school and do all of the school work and Just Ani should tutor. Because Ani loves to tutor. I'll stop there because I'm starting to talk in third person.) there are not two of me and therefore I had to choose between two things I love. And I chose my job. Which just makes it impossible to hear people talk about how much they love Tennis. :c (Though I'm glad they're having fun!!)

I've been considering attending running start at CWU next year. Actually that was just today because Jacqueline started talking about it while taking me home. Apparently, at CWU, no one knows you aren't a college student.

I don't have much interesting to say, in fact most of what I say is useless and I tend to ramble I guess.
If I was famous, no one would think I was rambling.

The stress monster

Stressstressstress. 

That's the one thing on my mind right now... If you were to imagine that it would be some sort of monster, probably blue, ripping apart everything in sight and then hiding it EVERYWHERE. 

Under pillows, beds, on the ceiling, outside somewhere, literally anywhere you wouldn't think to look for it. And then you'd have me wandering around after it attempting to pick up the pieces and make sense of what I've been trying to cram into my brain since September, hoping to whatever it is I believe in that I'll somehow be able to pick up the mess this stress monster has created.

He's a real jerk. I'll draw him sometime and present you people with a visual. Assuming I'm actually typing this for someone to read instead of into some black hole, never to return. Man, I hope someone reads this or else I'd probably be considered a little crazy... No, I'm sure someone reads this. It's too awesome not to. 

That's all I have to say, back to not procrastinating. Or at least pretending not to procrastinate... 

Not my best idea

I left my iPad in a friends car yesterday night after a dance. Just now her mother returned it and it was freezing cold. So I put it in my shirt which seemed like an accurate solution.
It doesn't feel any warmer and now I'm cold too.