i dont know what complacent means, so if you think i am complacent and go "huh thats weird" its cuz im really not. it just goes to show that they give you a LOT of words to use. theres like, 15 that mean happy. and lots more that mean angry. and then "enthralled" and "exanimate". geez, im not gonna do so well on the SAT, whenever i take it... well anyway, im actually bored as hell and now my brother is home and playing the piano. oh joy. except he cant really play, and during the summer months he likes to play christmas songs over, and over, and over. you know, i cant play piano over, but for GODS SAKE HE MESSES UP ON JINGLE BELLS ALL THE TIME!!!!!!

oh yes, the insect project. does it even count? will i lose my B+ in bio if i dont really give a rats ass and decide to do it- really crappily? why the hell do we even have a bug project anyway, we didnt STUDY bugs. so i have to go downstairs soon and stare at my jar of pond water with mosquito larvae (after killing 4- yes, 4, one after the other- caterpillars) and im supposed to write 400 WORDS ON THOSE LITTLE SQUIRMY THINGS?!!!

also i hurt my knee, walking is painful, and this is the summer i need to figure out how to run. crap. maybe if im lucky my mom will CALL THE FRICKIN PODIATRIST (her opinion is "oh things will hurt at first..." whereas my opinion is i would like to be able to WALK without feeling like my knee has a knife stuck in it) and then maybe i can get orthotics and my right foot wont twist out more than the left so my knee wont hurt no more. or maybe that wont fix the problem and it will have to do with more than just my foot, and have those things fixed to. i could start next year with a braces AND a kneebrace wouldnt that be fun! (lol olivia that would probably make you feel very fortunate). but no. i will assume orthotics will fix it. and for now i must walk around with an icepack-in-old-sock tied around my knee.

is it just me or has the world been sucked into a time warp? oh no, its just my house- my brother is playing the same thing over and over again and making the same mistakes every time. SACRO MERDO DI PICCIONE HES JUST DOING F-G-A TWENTY THOUSAND TIMES AND HE CANT EVEN DO THAT RIGHT

ok now i remember complacent means kind or something. well ive figured out im bitchy, irritable, bored, and sore. i wonder if theres medicine for that.

I HAVE MASTERED THE ART OF TOASTING MARSHMALLOWS. thats right. no really, you should see them, theyre beautiful.
however today is a very hot day and i am in a lot of pain. and now its night. well at least i am wearing a hawaiian sari. kinda like when homer decides to work at home he will gain 300 pounds, and wears a mumu everywhere.
but i actually exercised, yes at 9 in the morning i went off to go run with the stupid camp where everyone is faster than me in the 12 and up group. and a guy of an unknown age (probably 12 or 13) is waaaay too nice to me.
but yeah, this old running guy stayed behind with me on the trail and was like "oh its okay sometimes you just have bad days" and i felt better- not really. cuz i know every day will be bad. and i want to do cross country.
well okay maybe not any day but i think its gonna be almost this hot for a while.
o right, the bitch lady in charge of the pool/tennis courts i want to be part of is taking way too long. well, yes, its all my parents faults, they should have started earlier. but the point is i have to wait for all these rich ppl to vote on my famiily if we're good enough to join, and so i have to wait 2 frickin weeks melting in my house with NO POOL OR AIR CONDITIONING
damn it all. except for my marshmallows, we had a barbecue for dinner and i got to toast some. yumm.