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Well things have certaintly changed.

Single again. Not even going to open that can of worms tonight.

School has been going really well. Spanish is my only really difficult class, although its sometimes difficult to comprehend what exactly it is he asks of us. Oh well. I got the second-highest grade out of the AP and College English classes on the summer assignment, so I suppose I can't complain too much.

I freaking love my job. I never thought I'd say that, but I have so much fun there. Almost everyone that I work with is ridiculously nice and friendly, and HELPFUL. At the last job, it was cutthroat, and just a negative environment. If I need help, I can actually ask! It's really really awesome. And I'm surrounded by musicians every freaking day. It's weird, though, working with my voice and guitar teacher, because they're more... I don't know, friends now? It's awesome either way.

I drive to school now. It's pretty rad.

College is frightening. I want to stay in high school forever. I'm not ready to grow up.

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I was supposed to go to the reception for Grace Slick's art show this afternoon, but it didn't happen. I had too much homework, and my mom didn't want me going out in the CRAZYFUCKING RAIN! We're getting hit with a nor'easter, so its a little crazy.

In other news, "The Killer in Me" just came on, and I feel like the stereotypical teenage basket case that I am.

This past week was interesting. I finally got a prom dress on Friday night! I'm so psyched for prom now. It's sky blue and has sparkles on it... I'll take pictures and post them on Friday. Why Friday? I'm going to F'dale's prom with Jess! Bwahaha. I'm SO pumped. It's going to be so much fun.

Jon's coming over in a few minutes to help me with the ridiculous amount of physics work that we had over break (that's due tomorrow). I got most of it done... oh Lord, do I hate physics! But I love Jon, so it's all good.

I've been talking to Dan a lot lately. He's such a lovely person. After last Saturday, I cannot wait to see him again. He's just so patient and... calm. I made the jump today, and told him about my stress issues, going to therapy, and the panic attacks. He was incredible supportive, and said that he'd help me through them if he and I were together when I had one. I didn't scare him off. :) I'll hopefully see him again next weekend.

I'm so nervous about NYSSMA. I just found out (Friday) that I have to play a "Blues Melody" in addition to soloing. OH MY GOD. The backing track is SO fast, and I start on the pick-up to the first full measure, so it's impossible for me to count it. There are dotted quarter notes EVERYWHERE. I'll just have to run it a lot tomorrow night. Tomorrow afternoon, I'm helping with NYSSMA. I've got a woodwind room for the first section, I believe, and brass or piano for the second. I love NYSSMA (even if the parents can be a little cranky). It's still exciting!

To jump back to my mental health, last week Dr. Nagler said that if I exercise, it would help my stress and help me concentrate. So, on Thursday I went on the treadmill for half an hour (I did a mile and a half). Oh my God, what a difference! I felt so incredible. I did crunches afterwords, then took a nice lot shower, and just felt invincible. I really have to make exercise more of a priority. Yesterday I went for a walk, which helped a bit (I couldn't concentrate to save my life). Another benefit: I'm not having ridiculous cravings anymore. Ohh endorphins, I love you ♥

Today Erica introduced me to Ayurvedic medicine/lifestyles. Apparently I'm a Vata, which means that I'm constantly changing, nervous, and have trouble sleeping. Well, that's me to a "T." I'm starting to follow a diet/lifestyle that will balance out my excess Vata and allow me to be a healthier, more productive person.

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So this past month has been ridiculous. Good news: I turned 17. I can do magic legally now! Started talking to John again, which has been super! He's a really fun kid.

My birthday was pretty cool. Aunt Lori, uncle Joe, Aunt Millie, and uncle Richard came over to celebrate. I got a (hot pink!!) wah pedal, digital camera (omgIloveit!), popcorn maker (vegannn!) a shirt, a necklace, and some cashola. :-D Pretty awesome.

I started with a new therapist. She's very, very nice, and "hip" in an older adult sort of way. She's very fun, and said that I have a "high probability" of having ADD. I totally wouldn't have guessed... it's not bad enough for me to need medication, though, so that's good.

Tomorrow, I head up to Cortland to tour the school. I'm quite excited, even if upstate NY is a bit boring. :)

I went shopping last not/today. I got some cute, flirty tops, and some capris, which is good, because last year's don't particularly fit.

Off to shower, call someone, and go to sleep.
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Woo so I didn't have school this week. It was lovely! I got to sleep, stay up late, and watch loads of JD Modeling Agency/America's Next Top Model. Monday, Nick Beek and I hung out... we basically just walked around 'Pequa and Seaford all afternoon. Very nice, indeed. Tuesday, Kayla and I ran errands, went to Subway with Jon, and went to see "Bridge to Terabithia." Oh my gosh, it was so good! I was basically bawling like a little kid at the ending. But good none the less. Wednesday was a dentist appointment and therapy... I love my doctor, but Mom says that I might need to switch to a new one, because she's not covered by our insurance. Nice, now that I'm actually improving, I need to switch. Way to think ahead, Mom. A fucking plus with that one.

Thursday, Alexa, Greg and I ventured into la ciudad! It was great. We started in the West Village, and went for coffee at Le Figaro... basically, it's the cafe where Bob Dylan started, Kerouac and Burroughs would meet up, etc.. It was so cool to just be there, where so many of my idols had been. We then walked to St. Mark's, and it wasn't as long as I thought it would be. We went to Trash, where I almost bought some shirts but didn't (and Alexa almost bought hair dye). After, we hit up Vaudeville, where I got a lovely paint of tight, straightleg red Tripp pants. I just need new combat boots, and I'll be set. We got lunch in that area, then walked around some more... but it was raining pretty hard. We went to Dunkin Donuts, and I got the worst latte of my life. We stayed there for forever, and then headed to the Hard Rock, because, you know, we eat every 2 hours, haha. It was POURING at that point, and by the time we got there, we were soaked (we got off one subway stop too early :(. ) Our waiter was nice, even if he didn't hear me say "no cheese." We sang along to all the music videos, and I almost made out with the poster of Trent Reznor. After that, we got more coffee (3rd time), and went home. Greg and I met this cool kid, James, and his dad on the train. We talked a lot. It was lovely.

Friday was a waste. I was just a mess, emotionally. Very angry and depressed for no reason. It basically sucked. That night, I rolled coins, like, for fun. I have $27.50 in coins rolled already... just gotta trade it in for cash when I cash my check. Yesterday, I got Mom's old dresser, which is nice, because it's huuuge and I have lots of room for all my stuff (I have a guitar drawer now, with all my zines and sheet music and binders and cables and such. It's so lovely! I just need to find my metronome, now...). I spent all day yesterday cleaning (and drinking coffee, lol), had a guitar lesson, and then went to work! Gah, people really annoy me. But the Ramones guy came in, and that was lovely, because we discussed punk music and it was lovely. He told me I should sing in a Pretenders cover band, because if my hair was longer, I'd look like Chrissie Hynde. Oh gosh.

I cut all my hair off today. My bangs are too short, but I'll live, I guess.

I've got to read a fourth of Catcher in the Rye today. Lord help me. :-/

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Personal Hygiene

1. How often do you typically shower/bath? Every day.
2. Do you prefer showering or taking a bath? Showering.
3. What's the longest you've ever gone w/o a shower/bath? Probably about two or three days. Hell week=stanky week.
4. What's your favorite personal hygiene product? I enjoy moisturizer, as well as lotion. My favorite, though, is probably my hemp conditioner.
5. Do you shave your leg and/or beard? If so how often? During the warmer weather months, I usually shave my legs every 2-3 days... gonna try to refrain this year. Who knows. Right now, I've gone about 3 weeks/a month without shaving my legs. They're fuzzy. :)

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I broke up with Vanuch.

I'm free.

I'm no so sure I want to be. I like this kid, and I think he might like me, too. We're friends and such, but... I don't know. He's a bit older. And I miiiight ask him to junior prom. I want to, but I'm afraid of the rejection. I'm not used to being in the dating pool; it's so awkward, meeting boys and such. Oh well.

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This was sent to me from Shimer University:

Question for you Chelsea:

Where is Shimer?

For the answer, we venture deep into Chicago, home of the famous Sinclair Jungle, warring baseball tribes, and at least one river known to mysteriously run green around St. Patrick's Day. (Hey! Step away from that pizzeria! Don't you know the perils of that infamous half-inch of cheese?)

WOAH. Why would I want to go to a college that is located in the same viscinity of the setting for The Jungle?! The book's about the horrors of the meat industry... oh yes, I've got Philosophy 101, but first lemme eat this saugsage that's covered in arsenic and rat droppings.

Maybe this is why I've never heard of Shimer University?

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So Drama is over... for 2 weeks. Then, auditions for the musical. I'm pretty psyched for it, not gonna lie.

I think I did well on my Math test/Physics quiz that I took today. I got the last question on the math test at least partially wrong. Oh well. I think I got the rest of it correct. :) I'm pretty psyched to get that back!

Went to the Neurologist yesterday, I'm getting an MRI, EEG (like an EKG, but of the brain), chest x-ray (gotta check for that extra rib), and I got bloodwork done this morning. So nothing too crazy, which is good. I'm most likely just very stressed, with some sort of anxiety issue. I have to keep a calender of my tingling/headaches until my next appt., which is a bit annoying. Oh well, if it helps me get better, I'm all for it!

Tonight, I'm hopefully going out with dad to get my new phone. What kind of phone? you might ask. Well, I'm getting a Sidekick III. I'm pretty excited. I'll be able to take pictures, IM from anywhere, have crazy ringtones, etc.. Is it a bit materialistic? Probably. But I work hard, and I think I should have some sort of crazy-ass indulgence.

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So... I decided that I want to major in something music-related.  Right now, I'm looking at the business aspect of the recording industry, and also looking heavily into music therapy.  I love helping people, and music is my life, so, hey, it makes sense.  

Today we had the teacher performance of "You Must Be Frank."  It went so incredibly well!  I really cannot believe that we pulled such a good show off.  Tomorrow is the official opening... I'm so excited!!  I love doing fall shows, they're so loose, and we can basically make up half of the show on the spot.  James does this hilarious version of the moonwalk, pretends to be Mick Jagger, and talks about his love for Ashton Kutcher for most of the first scene.  I love this cast so much!  The freshman can be a bit unruly,  but hey, they don't really know any better.  They're n00bs. :)

My TMJ has been really bothering me.  The acid-reflux isn't quite as bad, although I've been eating lots of citrus, tomatos, etc..  Weird.

I've got my iTunes on shuffe.  A Blind Guardian (black metal) song was just followed by Christmas by Blues Traveler.  Oh, how I love the eclectic nature of my music library!  I bet some for of showtune will come on next.  Or the Beatles.  Really, they dominate... it's a little crazy.  I'd say that the Beatles, AFI, Good Charlotte (stfu), and Led Zeppelin are about 3/4 of my iPod.  It's craaazy.  But good stuff. :)

I'm not taking math next year.  I'm just... not taking it.  My mom said that I didn't have to take crazy AP fucking calculus, so I was gonna take statistics or something like that.  But, why not just drop it, and take something interesting?  Then I'd be able to take philosophy, maybe!  Or Peace Studies, mythology, an art class, astronomy... I've exhausted all music classes, unless I join band or orchestra (I haven't picked up a flute for six years, and I don't think any string instrument translates to guitar. :[ ).  So yeah.  And I don't know what kind of science I want to take.  If  I want to be a therapist, I think AP Bio would be good.  But, damn, I wanna drop science, too.  I like it, but its entirely too stressful, as I'm more "right brain" and technical things like that make me frustrated.  At least Bio is more physical that Physics (ironic, eh?). 

After Saturday, I have free time again!  I'm so excited.  I'm going to be in Hickson's band.  They're doing grindcore/black metal (no clue how that's going to work...), and I've been designated to do operatic vocals.  I'm basically pretty psyched.  Kristen and I are doing an acoustic project, too.  First task: Re-write the Seize the Day solo into first or second position (down the octave).  Our project is going to be classic rock mixed with classical.  It'll be super!

I should go shower, and the go to sleep.  But IMing, MySpacing, and blogging is so much more fun!  I got all my homework done (yay for living in the PHS library!).  We went out to get food before drama, and then got coffee.  I'm actually not supposed to drink coffee, but I got half-caff, so it wasn't too bad.  Of course, my TMJ is crazy go nuts right not, and I'm totally not tired, but hey, that's okay.  Its worth it for the vanilla-y goodness.

I basically love Finale NotePad.  I'm working in it for my Music Theory composition... its so awesome.  Click, and a note shows up on a staff.  I can write harmonies!  It's so cool.  I'm doing a 2-part piece of hand bells.  It should be pretty decent.

Kay, gonna take off the eyeliner, and at least try to sleep.  Goodnight! <3

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So, Sunday was easily one of the best days of my life.  I got up around 7, and picked Nooch and Nick Beek up around 8:15-ish.  We caught a 8:54 train, and headed into the city.  Kristin (my new best friend!) got on at the Wantagh stop, and we hit it off immediately.  We got into Penn around 10 o'clock, so we meandered around, I got a hella awesome smoothie (that did not taste like medicine, kthnxbye).  Alexa got there around 10:30, and then we headed for the financial district. 

After getting mildly lost near the World Trade Center, a very nice cop directed us to West Street.  I have a new respect for the fuzz (too bad they shoot people fifty times in a row).  We went to this hotel, to meet my friend, Evan.  The night previous, i was told that he wouldn't be able to come out (his dad called me...?).  But, he was!  This kid is beautiful.  Long blonde hair, sparkly eyes, and a body to die for.  Morrison reincarnate, basically, without the drugs.  Anyway, we decided to head to St. Mark's, got hopelessly lost (I mean hopelessly.  8th St. is NOT 8th Ave.!).  We eventually found it, along with this rad guy who was selling records.  I didn't get any, but Evan got 2 Zappa albums, and an Airplane one, I believe?  Alexa got Surrealistic  Pillow, and Nooch got a Black Sabbath album. 

On to St. Mark's Place we proceeded!  We went to Trash & Vaudeville (a must!), the CBGB store, Search & Destroy, and Sounds.  It was aaaaawesome!  I bought Evan a bagel (cuz he'd never had a NY one), and then we had to get him back to his hotel.  We took the N subway, which was supposed to make more stops, but didn't, because it was a weekend.  Thus, we wound up in Brooklyn.  It was fine, though!  We just took it back, and wound up on Canal Street.  Reefer and crack pipes were EVERYWHERE.  This guy wanted Nooch to look at his turtles...?  It was ridiculous.  Evan's parents eventually picked him up (sadly. :( ), and the rest of us headed back to the Village.  We didn't have time for shopping... we had a very important task.  Dinner!

We went to the Life Cafe.  Alexa and I saw our waiter from the time before, he didn't remember us.  Our waiter this time, Chris, was either indie or a burnout.  Neither of us could decide.  nick was pissed, because it was too early (3:30) for him to get a burrito.  I got a vegan scramble, and it was positively delectable.  My chai wasn't too good, though.  Bit of a disappointment, really.  Oh well.

We then made the trecherous journey back to the subway.  I have to say, Alphabet City @ night isn't nearly as intimidating as I thought it would be.  It was madd cold, though.  But I was wearing sandals, so that was to be expected.  We said our goodbyes to Alexa (after seeing some cutie-pie Russians!), and took the train back to Long Island.

This week is proving to be really awesome.  Hell week is actually the best week I've had in a long time.  How ironic!  I understand what we're doing in school (except for maybe math, but, hey, its math).  I got my report card... 90 in AP Physics, which I'm damn proud of.  

Off to bed.  Goodnight! <3

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So Thanksgiving was relatively painless.  I ate lots of dairy.  I suck as a vegan.  What else is new?

Things are getting better... I still have an entire physics lab to do (that was due last Tuesday.  Yay!).  I have crazy cramps.  And a headache.  But hey, I'll get through this.

Nick decided that every Saturday, he's gonna send me a new ska album.  He wants me to be as well-versed in ska as he is, so we can go to ska shows together and dance.  NICK says he wants to dance.  I'm surprised, yet excited.  

TOMORROW is going to be the best day ever.  Nick, Nick Beek, Alexa and I are going into the city.  "Why?" you may ask.  To meet the lovely, lovely human being known as Evan! the Hippie from Kentucky.  Yep, little brother is up for the week, so tomorrow we're meeting him.  It's gonna be awesome!  This kid is like my soul twin, and we always find a way to make each other smile.   The LI kids and I are gonna get smoothies in the AM @ Penn, then jet over to the financial district to chill with him.  I'm so excited!  The city is such a great place to be, especially before being forced back into the constraints of the educational system.

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Went to the doctor on Saturday.  I might have an extra rib.  Still convinced I'm dying.  It's not normal to feel this shitty all the time.  I just want, need, a diagnosis.  I know there's something there.  What it is, I'm not sure.  MS, cancer, it's something, dammit!  Why won't anyone take me seriously?  

I might have some sort of mental illness.  My doctor says I need a therapist.  My mom said I could get one.  She suggested it.  And now I'm the messed up one?  It wasn't supposed to be this way.  I'm the normal one.  But here I am, having had four panic attacks in three days, unable to cope with my workload, in constant pain, constantly thinking that I'm dying.  What the hell is wrong with me?


In Maine for the week.  Thought it would help.  So far, no dice.  Still neurotic, still positive that I'm dying.  All the ads, all the commercials about St. Jude's... they're a sign.  A sign that I need to get checked out... a full body scan, even.  I just need to know what I've got and treat it, dammit.  My left hand's swollen.  I've got a bump on the back of my neck on the right side (it's basically swollen).  Lymphoma, right there.  My God, I get these dark, dark thoughts in my head... why can't they leave?  Why can't I be happy anymore?  Even Drama isn't enjoyable.  Guitar, maybe.  But Drama.  My lifeblood is now a chore.  

School is impossible.  I can't focus on anything.  I'm too stupid.  I honestly think I'm losing my mind.  Early-onset Alzheimer's, maybe?  I've got it (not early-onset) on both sides of my family... it seems so inevitable.  My God, I hate this.  I can't do this anymore.  I can't even sit and watch TV with my family without thinking these horrible things.  Every twinge, every thought is another surefire symptom.  It feels like I can't talk properly... that I can't pronounce my R's or enunciate, or even just explain my thoughts.  I have a constant sore throat.  Stress-induced acid reflux, I was told.  I'm a SINGER.  I can't have acid reflux, dammit!

I need so much help.

On a happy note, I'm most likely going to get to see Evan on Sunday!  Nooch (hopefully), maybe Greg and I are going into the city to meet my crazy Ketuckian butterfly.  I'm so excited!  I'm gonna take him to the Village, probably St. Mark's, and teach that boy about lovely Manhattan.

I'm in Maine, now, by the way.  Visiting Grammie.  Thursday, everyone's coming up for Thanksgiving.  It's so exciting, because I get to see Sam, my cousin, and Kayla, my almost-cousin (but she totally totally counts as one! <3).  I'm a little nervous about seeing Uncle Art... he's been undergoing chemo, so he doesn't have any hair, and I imagine he'll look a little sick.  Oh well.  It's all good.  Thursday can't come any sooner.  And Friday!  I think we're going to a spa, Kayla, her mom, Laure (Uncle Art's girlfriend), Mom, the twins and I.  I hope so.  I'm like... what's his name, Cameron?  From Ferris Bueller's Day Off... with the coal and the diamond, etc..  Yeah...

I honestly think I scare Nick sometimes.  Whenever I call, he always asks if anything's wrong.  I guess he expects me to be upset about something now.  I don't want our relationship to be like that.  Yet, he's one of the only people who can calm me down.  Whenever something's wrong, I know I can call him (if his phone is on, lol).  He's the sunlight in my life now.  He's so incredibly gentle, emotionally and physically.  I honestly can say that I can't live without him. 

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1. If you could have a super power, which one would you have? Healing the sick.
2. What would be your supername? Chelsea la Fantastica
3. Who would be your arch-nemesis and what would be their superpower? Sidasa... she'd spread germs and do her best to get everyone ill.
4. Who would be your sidekick and would they have a superpower? My sidekick would be Greg the Imposter.  He'd fake people out, make them laugh, and raise their spirits instantly.
5. What would be your motto? "I love you, now *poof* everything's okay!"

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So, on Monday, Greg, Alexa and I went to the city.  It was so much fun!  We started the day off with a trip to Smoothie King, where I got an Immunity Booster smoothie (that was oh-so-yummy).  Then, we set out for Gary Null's store on 89th street.  We went by Subway.  However, we didn't realize we were on a southbound car, and... well, we wound  up in Chelsea.  Lots of beautiful 20-somethings... but no Gary Null.  So we hopped on another Subway (yay for reading maps!), and head up.  We take the Subway all the way up to 86th, then walk a few blocks.  That was enjoyable.  Greg bought Green Stuff capsules (no, it's not pot, smartass).  We then walked up to Central Park, and took a subway from the station right down there, but not after almost going on a car to Harlem.  SO we take the subway to 4th Avenue.  Only a few blocks from 8th Street, right?  Wrong.  We walked past Washington Square Park (Yay for where the drug-dealing scenes in RENT were filmed!), then wandered, asking random people for directions.  I got ballsy and asked a random guy in front of a Starbucks (who almost looked like Anthony Rapp) where St. Mark's Place was.  Turns out, we were only two blocks away at that point.

We then ate lunch, because it was about 1 o'clock.  I got a falafel!  It made me so happy.  Then, we proceeded to shop.  Piercings didn't happen because, well, I like my liver, and would prefer not to get hepatitis, thanks.  We went to Trash and Vaudeville, which resulted in the purchase of Ziggy Stardust hairclips and a Misfits lightswitch cover.  Productive, oui?  

On to the Sock Man.  Black and white striped stockings and skull-print socks were purchased.  Awesome, awesome awesome.

Whilst in Vaudeville, I realized, "Hey, I gotta pee."  So we had to go to the McDonalds on the corner, and seriously... never again.  The person nin before me was most likely homeless, and most likely washing themselves in the sink before I got in there.  And they didn't flush. :(  I was a little skeeved.  Five minutes and a "hover-pee" later, I was good to go.

Search and Destroy is such a great novelty store.  I got a new pocketbook there... big and black.  It carries all my shit efficiently, is fishnet-y, and is a light material.  It's cool. :)  They had guitar bags, and I almost got a flying V one, but the neck wasn't accurate, so I decided to pass.  I also bought a new belt (white canvas with black skulls) and b&w striped gloves.  

By now, we had run out of places to hit on St. Mark's.  So, we wandered down 2nd Avenue.  Eventually, Greg decided he needed a coolata, so we found a Dunkin Donuts.  Ice coffee is good.  Finding out they serve soy milk after drinking a black ice coffee, however, is not.  :(  There was this guy who looked like a cross between Adam Pascal and Ben Affleck.  He was making eyes at me. ;)  He was also probably in his mid-20s.  Oh well.
After thissss we found a thrift store!  I bought a totally rad skirt (green, long, and Celtic-y), a cream coloured top, and a big green sweater, along with earrings and a book!  It's called. <u>AIDS In the Mind of America</u>.  I've decided that next year's Senior Project will most certaintly be about the public's view of AIDS, art based off of the AIDS epidemic, etc. etc..  

After thrift-shopping, Alexa and I indulged our inner RENT geeks... we went to the Life Cafe!  We sat on the street, which was awesome.  I got a "soy burger" (Actually a Life Veggie Burger.  But the La Vie Boheme allusion was necessary), and we all shared vegan nachos.  Greg and I philosophized about taking care of one's body.  It was super.

Now, we had to get home.  We almost got lost (again), and nearly wound up in the Bronx.  But we found the right subway, and arrived @ Penn Station in time to catch a 6:46 train (after getting more smoothies).  All in all, we all had lots of fun.  It was educational, too.  On a day off from conventional school, I took a field trip to the school of Life.

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Went to the doctor on Tuesday.  I have a bump on the back of my throat caused by a virus.  It triggers my gag reflex when I sing with proper technique.  So choir has been very interesting.  I also asked him about the tingling in my arm, and now legs and other arm.  It's probably nothing to do with my brain, which is good.  He tested my muscular strength, and, aside from pushing something backwards, I'm surprisingly strong for my size.  That rules out MS, for the most part.  I have a good blood pressure (104/64).  So, aside from the tingling/pain, there's nothing wrong with me, which is frustrating, because I have no clue what I might have.  Gah.  My mom's making me an appointment with the neurologist soon, so I can get this sorted out.  At least I can still play guitar! :)

School is... interesting.  Mr. Amster demands a lot of us, which is refreshing, but also very frustrating, because I'm so freaking busy.  I work during the school week, so that makes things even crazier.  And Drama hasn't even started yet!  Oh gosh, it's all so ridiculous.

I have to do a liturgical dance at church on Sunday.  Do I have any clue about what I'm doing?  Well, it's to "Storybook Romance" from The Princess Bride.  I'm wearing a sarong that Erica got me from Brasil over a leotard and convertable tights (I'm doing the dance barefoot).  Other than that, I need some divine intervention.

I failed my first Pre-Calculus BC quiz.  I got a 60.  Gah.  At least Mr. Ross is nice.  He gave us the opportunity to do two questions in the style of those that we got wrong, in order to get points back.  He's so nice.  Dawna and I are going to have tea with him.

Tomorrow marks the start of Ben Franklin Honor Society!  I think that, aside from Tri-M, that is where my loyalty lies.  BFHS is not just something to add to a college resume.  Last year, with the help of Mr. Abrams, I found myself in that club.  Earth Day was possibly one of the best things to happen to me last year, hell, in the last five years.  Organizing, performing, and doing made my spirit soar.  i hope to run for an officer position this year.   But enough with me going all emotional.

I'm got a second hard drive, and some more memory is on the way.  Then I plan to buy Open for Business, and Pets.  I'm so excited!  Now, if only I had time to sim...
Well, I'm off to read for AP (Rosenstein already lost one of my quizzes! :-[ ), eat pasta (And Grandma sauce!  Grandma sauce!!), and playyyy my guitar.  Woo!