mail breakdown pt. 2

04.29.04 (11:57 am)   [edit]
continuing... the e-mail people should KNOW not to send me coffee advertisements even if they did know that i drink coffee on occasion. but they should look at my age. i am only 17, ok. i am dirt poor, when it comes to spending money i can just waste...wait...do i have ANY of that? that's beside the point. given that i am a young adult, no doubt i will only drink flavored coffee, unless i'm one in like 5 billion. flavored coffee costs WAAAAAAYY too much, so, like i said, i rarely drink coffee, so there is no reason to send me such advertisements.

i will admit to requesting some mass mailing mail. i found 7 of those in my box.

besides the junk mail, i do receive some personal mail! isn't this encouraging?! i discovered 4...4 out of 360 e-mails, i got 4 personal messages. come on now, friends. this is sad. WRITE ME!!!

then of course there are the lovely e-chains. 19 of them. now seriously people, what person in their right mind will send that stupid little diddy to a gazillion people just to esacpe the "wild ram will butt you off a 500 story building into the racing traffic below where you will land in a dump truck full of c-rap, which will be promptly be driven in front of the movie star you're secretly in love with just so he/she can laugh at you. then after that, the dump truck will dump you under the c-rap into a bay where you will painfully be picked to death by ravenous fish until you drown". uh huh.

i had better get a move on my assignment. later

mail breakdown pt. 1

04.27.04 (12:10 pm)   [edit]
i thought it was quite interesting when i checked my mail a moment ago how each kind of mailing fit into the whole group. here's what i discovered. in a week's time i received a total of 360 e-mails. 11 of 12 of those e-mails are junk mail that bores me, usually with titles such as "Better sex!", "The Little Blue Pill", "Tail Wagging Offers", or "The Java Club". i do not understand why these companies or people would think i would be interested in their offers. i am not sexually active, not an 50 year male, i do not own a dog, and i rarely drink coffee. will finish later

no a/c and a tree climbing contest

04.23.04 (11:06 am)   [edit]
guess what?! my school has no air conditioning! *jaw drops* how are we to survive a texas spring/summer without a/c?! some people i know will just fall over during class from heat exhaustion. it will be a while before we get our a/c back because the part that's broken, isn't manufactured anymore. that's how old our a/c system really is. so, their having a machine shop make a special part for our a/c. so, those of you out there that can vote in the upcoming bond election, please vote yes to improving our schools, or we'll die!

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on another note... i was in fort worth on tuesday on the anatomy field trip to see cadavers (*mad scientist laugh*). during our traveling, we passed by a park where i saw an interesting advertisement. a giagantic slab of wood was nailed to a public park tree. the sign called all monkey like people for a tree climbing contest this weekend. i thought that this kind of contest was awesome...particularly for me! i used to love to climb trees. i'm sure i would have won that contest if i could have entered. *sigh* lol those old days of tree climbing. people would get so mad at me. "get out of that tree!" they'd yell. :D

well, i shall blog more interesting things later. God bless!

TORTURE

04.21.04 (9:53 am)   [edit]
*ta da* i'm back! sorry for the lapse in blogs, the internet has been down on my computer at school, and i have not enough time to blog while i am at home.

hmm...what to talk about. o yes, a bria's blog fun fact: the majority of hits on my blog from search engines come from the keyword "TORTURE". pardon me while i rake in a few more hits....TORTURE, TORTURE, TORTURE, TORTURE. *cough* alright i'm done. :D but seriously, i have come to the conclusion through my stats provided by the oh so wonderful statcounter.com ([url=]http://www.statcounter.com[/url] ) :arrow: every web master's dream- that there are alot of sick people in the world, and they all visit my blog! (TORTURE) i'm so proud. (TORTURE) :lol:

you know what else i've decided? (TORTURE) i have decided that i am not going to be a world champion solitare player anytime in the near future. (TORTURE) last class period since the internet was down, i played solitare the entire class period...now that is true TORTURE...and i did not win once. (TORTURE) i ended giving up every single time i dealt myself a new game. (TORTURE) sad isn't it? (TORTURE)

well, i have a power point assignment...these are TORTURE too. :wink: i will try to blog about something more interesting than my keyword-TORTURE-and my lack of solitare playing skills next time. (TORTURE) God bless! (TORTURE) :wink: :wink: :wink: (TORTURE)

the butt of every joke

04.16.04 (10:42 pm)   [edit]
sorry i haven't been very dependable on my blogging here lately. been quite busy with tennis this week, because yesterday and today made up district! me and luke won mixed..., and of course i was excluded from the true varsity again. :roll: but you know what? i won't have to deal with that mess anymore...i'm more than likely quitting the team! *BWAHAHA* shh...don't tell. no, i am normally not a quitter, but this is just getting rediculous. i feel like i have my wings back. i can fly! weeeee! seriously i feel a huge burden lifted. i am also physically taller now due to liftage of burdens. lol. i think that's funny. like you couldn't tell. :wink: anyway...to the point...

been meaning to blog about the following for over a week now, but i had to get it on here, because the whole situation just made me laugh in my embarrasment, and i like to share laughs...even when they are about me.

it was last friday, and the team was playing in another tournie at home. after first period was over, i accompanied laci, steph, and jenn to some of their classes to pick up work they were missing. as i said, first period bell had just rang, so we were swept up in the stream of our fellow students as we marched in a line towards school in our uniforms. i hate those uniforms. i'm the unlucky girl on the team, and get stuck with the left over smallest uniform size available. so, naturally, i got the extra small top, and the small skirt. the top fits fine, but the skirt...yikes. it is way too short for me. i'm forever pulling at it, praying i can stretch it out or something. so back to the scene, i'm walking with 3 team mates toward school as we enter into the crowd of people making their ways between first and second periods. as i fall into step with the rest of the crowd. i hear someone behind me rapping. i tune into this person, and realize he's rapping about me. not just me, but how short my skirt is, and how that would be great if i had a rear end. :roll: are you kidding me?! i pretend not to hear him and kept walking. i was though the butt of several other jokes around campus that day. i think coach must give me the smallest uniform to spit me because she knows my stand on modesty.

oh well, hope i made ya laugh. :D time for me to go. God bless!

little children

04.13.04 (11:10 am)   [edit]
ok, i'm a lil ticked at what i've just read in the school paper, so i though i'd rant for the last seven minutes of class.

it seems it is almost for certain we will have the name tag system next year-like our sister school to the north has. the way the article describes the issue, the faculty believe that the tags are for "security purposes". it seems to me, that the administration is treating high school kids like two year olds...not to mention the faculty. students will be required to wear these ridiculous name tags at all times and scan them in order to 'get into everything: basketball games, football games, and even the cafeteria'. do they realize how long that will take?! to scan every single student that walks through the cafeteria doors? you can't even scan 400 students in that time frame, much less eat. seriously, no one needs to know where we are at every moment of the day. we don't have to be supervised 24/7. even though we are treated like kids that must be carefully monitored for the slightest movement, they except us to be grown up and take responsibilty for more things than we should have to at this age. shesh.

*glares at computer*

04.13.04 (10:56 am)   [edit]
this stupid machine won't let me post! ahhh! lol. oh well, this is what you get for today. :lol:

the mark of the beast

04.12.04 (9:40 pm)   [edit]
wow. this is really scary. the techie people now have the technology to implant a microchip in human skin. read this article if you would and give me some feed back. is it the prototype for the mark of the beast as foretold in revelations 13? or is this new technology a life saving device that everyone should consider investing in? you decide!

clickage... [url=]http://www.cbn.com/cbnnews/ne...[/url]

personally, i think this possibly could be a prototype for the prophesy, and i will have nothing to do with this "life saver".

have you RAK'd today?

04.07.04 (1:22 pm)   [edit]
RAK... the school for the bad kids...*game show buzzer* try again. umm...the apparatus you use in the autumn to get leaves into a pile, only to be blown about your yard by the slightest gust of wind? *game show buzzer* how about random acts of kindness *ding, ding, ding* we have a winnner!

so have you? have ya? you know... a kind word or deed just cause? try one! the expression you get from the kindness-ee is one to remember, and puts an everlasting smile on the kindness-er too! who doesn't want a smile?

have you RAK'd today?

diagnosis: senioritis?!

04.07.04 (10:19 am)   [edit]
yes, i do believe i may have it- a mild case of senioritis. "wait!" you say, "you can't have senioritis! you're not a senior!" oh...*winks and nods* i bet you i can! senioritis: the immflamation of the senior within one's soul. the symtoms of senioritis include general laziness, not doing homework, arriving to class late, or perhaps not at all, staying out late, sleeping in late when you know you HAVE to get up to do something, being overly rebellious, denying all responsibilty toward household chores, saying either, "uh huh...," or "what?" after everything others say. yes, i have...about 3 symptoms on any given day...sometimes more, which is my reason for saying my case is mild. i'm just tired of having to use brain cells on a daily basis, i supose. i'd rather just veg in front of that box which holds no edifying material most humans call tv, or just serf the net, or talk or go out somewhere with friends. school...naaa. i don't feel like it. you know what else? i don't feel like blogging. :D

miracle quarters

04.05.04 (9:50 am)   [edit]
lost sleep....need sleep....*snore*...i wish. i hate daylight savings time. *grumbles* ok :D i am going to plaster a fake smile on my face and go about the day like everything is superb, like i'm supposed to.

there are a few things i can be thankful for! been meaning to tell ya about several mini miracles that have occured to me personally in the past 2 weeks. while i was at kerrville, my cell didn't work because it's up in the mountains. well, ok, they're really big hills, but still, the cell doesn't work out there unless you climb to the top of one of them-mountains, hills...whatever they are. so i was going to use the pay phone instead. i only had enough quarters to talk for a grand total of 7 minutes. i was like, "shesh, i was wanting to talk for 10" but i went ahead and fed the machine the 4 quarters required for the first four minutes for a long distance call. the thing wouldn't work, so i pushed the return coinage button. when i went to get my change, i found 7 quarters there...not my 4! so, i got my 10 minutes worth of quarters afterall. :D

then on friday, i was blessed with more quarters. rain had delayed our tennis tournie, so i was a good girl and returned to school. i wasn't prepared to stay as long as i did; therefore, i found myself digging through my backpack for some change for my lunch. i found a grand total of 75 cents. lunch around this joint is a dollar. b-e-a-utiful. so i figure i'll go beg one of my friends for a quarter before i get in the lunch line. just before lunch, i reached into my backpack, and found not only the 75 cents, but an extra quarter! hehe :D so i got my lunch without peddling.

lol, heavenly quarters. that makes me laugh. thanks for raining quarters down on me, God! He does provide!

pink flamingoes

04.02.04 (7:39 pm)   [edit]
you know what i heard the other day? golly, that sounds like a beginning to a big, juicy bit of low down dirt...sorry to pop your bubble. :D speaking of gossip, if anyone even remotely thinks i'm gossiping on here, do tell, so i fix that. ok, on to the topic here.

pink flamingoes...yes, bright pink, plastic, yard flamingoes. they are going on sale in support of the local professional orchestra. i'm not 100% positive on the details. you pay a sum of money...maybe $25 bucks or less perhaps, i don't know. then the people with the orchestra take a lovely flock of these pink flamingoes one deep dark night to what ever friend's home you specify, and stake them up in their yard with a cute note attached. these pink plastic flamingoes are probably the best joke to a home i've heard in a while.

i've always been one of those for random jokes to your friends. forking...that's always been one of my signature pranks. where you take a couple hundred plastic forks and stake them in the yard. that's a hoot.

one of my former tennis team mates had a great on played on her that more than likely took a lot of work, money, and man power. every saturday morning for around 2 or 3 months, she'd wake up to find a random piece of old, ratty furniture or appliance in her yard. i remember two in particular. once she recieved a striped 70s style couch that had springs sticking out of the cushions. another time she recieved a refriderator, this time from about the 40s. someone definatly had connections either with an antique dealer or a junk yard.

hey, if there's anyone out there had heard of/done a great prank such as those outlined above, do tell! to my friends: beware! *BWAHAHAHA*

raquet abuse is a no no

04.01.04 (10:48 am)   [edit]
i've always heard from everyone, "NEVER abuse your raquet in anyway!!!" with reasons like, "you could crack your raquet," or "you'll get a point penalty" or "you might hurt someone." my response to the "you might hurt someone," under my breath of course, was always like, "ya right" or whatever. but the hurt someone excuse came alive in front of my eyes yesterday afternoon at after school tennis practice.

me and stepho were playing shannon and kelly some friendly doubles...more like, "let's try to burn a whole through their toes!" type tennis, but that's a different story. all of a sudden we hear a shout, and a few curse words following in a voice that usually would not usually not speak words of such bluntness, so we were immediatly concerned. it was chris g. on the court behind us. he was clutching the side of his head while he sped walked to the tennis hut and the coaches.

we couldn't find out what had happened for a while as we had to finish our playing first. when we finished we hurried up to the hut to see what was up. apparently part of chris's ear had most nearly been sliced off due to a raquet flying out of an angry hand-jake's hand. chris put some ice on it -the cure for everything from a bruise to a broken leg around this joint- then went off into the gym building to let frank-o, the trainer, take a look at it. Meanwhile, jake was in the hot seat. coach came storming out of the hut towards jake. "WHY?!" she yelled. i was scared out of my wits just hearing her yell. you don't want to make coach angry...ever. jake said he didn't mean to hit chris, he just got mad and threw his raquet, like every other male on the team does. :roll: so, as punishment, jake had to run cougar miles for the rest of the class period. now, if it were me, i'd be cool, cause i don't mind running mile after mile after mile. but jake...he's a totally different story. he has asthma really bad, which is being complicated by allergies at the moment, and not only that...he's on the hefty side, AND it was in the mid to upper 80's yesterday-temperatures we haven't had much of since last fall. needless to say, we all left practice yesterday praying jake hadn't killed over since none of us had seen him stumble by the courts in a while.

chris returned from the trainer and reported that frank-o had suggested he go to the er and get some stitches. last i saw chris, he was walking towards his ride with some gauze stuck in his ear with a super angery expression written all over his face and in every rigid muscle in his body.

the moral of this story is, kids: raquet abuse is a no no cause a) you might give someone stitches, b) you might die running cougars c) you might have to pay for someone's er visit.

o ya, happy april fools day on a lighter note. the above story is no joke, so you are not a fool. scout's honor :D God bless ya all, and do keep chris in your prayers. thanks!