I hate chemistry. I'm tired. I didn't get enough of my notes typed up. I can't concentrate. I need to sleep, but I haven't finished it. I think I should just die and get it over with. Who's with me?

Umm..I just want to write, but I can't. I'm really hungry. No one's online tonight to talk to. Well, there's people. But not the people I can talk to talk to. If that makes sense.

I wish I was in a movie, even better...a TV show...things would be all weird for 20 minutes...with a few laughs thrown in..then it would all be solved. Everyone happy. Woo hoo.

(Big long speel I decided to delete goes here..if you're really interested, which I doubt, ask. If I want you to know, I'll tell you. Otherwise, I'll probably lie.)

My mouth is dry. I need water. Good night.
-Patrice

Algebra..ahhh!
So finals start tomorrow. Must study math. Must get an 88. I'm going through this entire packet until I get everyone right and I understand why it's right. I refuse to go to bed until then. Then I'll study for history. Actually, I think I'll do that after my lit final. I'll have time. I already finished it. Ok. time to cram. Night.

Ummm...
Ahhhhh!

I got CD's today for my 90's project. Fun BSB memories. Makes me want to call up Allie Lebenson and see if she remembers me. Memory lane..it can be fun. I guess.

I have to study algebra. I shuld be doing that now. But no, I'm not. why? I'm an idiot.

Dudes, I miss me. I don't know who I am anymore. That can't be good. I'm jsut afraid if I do meet myself, I'll scare myself too much. I hate myself.

I guess it's a part of being young and such.

Patrice wants to run away.

hmm..I guess my other journal explains more why. This isn't really a bare-it-all journal. Too public. I don't know, this one's like walking naked on a stage with 3 billion people watching you. The other one is a smaller ceremony. Feels a little safer. If that makes sense.

Umm..ok..Bye.
-Patrice

So I got the job. Don't know exactly how I feel about that yet.

You know when you have a picture in your mind and you want to immortalize it so badly, but you know any attempt to draw it would fail miserably? Yeah...That's why photography is so great. Lol.

Came up with a sweet idea for my history project. I don't know if I've made you take this, but it's a 90's pop culture quiz. And I'm doing pop culture...so I'll do some questions from that...then a guess that song type dealie...where I play one song from each year and they have to guess. It'll be cool hopefully.

I haven't taken my singular in a few days. Might explain my lack of breath in the class of gym today. Yeah, gym was fun today. It had to be the best part of the day I think. Because Mondays usually just all-around suck.

I ahve to memorize all the stupid chem stuff for tomorrow. I'm screwed. Oh well.. I want to read my new book. But I think that's going to have to wait a little bit. ::yaaawwwn:: Good night.

-Patrice

I Love My Kitty..<3
Tehehe, My kitty is sooo cute. If you haven't met her, you suck.

So yesterday..went bowling. Got a whole 60 points. Yay for sucking. Hey, I beat Jorie atleast. By 1 point. Oh well, it was fun. Then it was back to Jackie's for a fun night of Houdini and Hitler medical shows. Insanity. I actually find those things interesting. Isn't that sad?

So I stayed at the Jackie's house... we watched Now And Then...Mwahaha..passed on my insanity. Stayed up until 5ish...which is insane.

I had some crazy dreams. One...I was in this old apartment researching for my set design and Hul kept calling me and wanting me to make sure his set design was good...but I kept saying I couldn't see it, because I can't see things over the phone. So then he was all "Oh, I can fix that!" And then I was in his set and it was really cool, but then he wouldn't let me out.

Other dream: Phelan took our theatre class to a kind of zoo type place, but it was full of monuments...tombstones and big huge stone statues. So we were walking around tombstones and Jill kept tripping me and I got mad. Then we went to this tall stone thing, I don't know how we got up...but the only way to get down was these stone steps that were all crumbly. And I didn't want to go down them because I was scared, but everyone else went. Then Chris and Wender ran back up and yelled at me for being a chicken. Then they tried to push me down the stairs, but it didn't work. Yeah...then we were at the top of this other staircase and everyone else was standing by the stairs, but I was scared and was off to the side just watching them. Then, yeah.

Hmmm...means I need to stop thinking about theatre tech. ::nods:: Lol.

So Barnes and Noble today...the Weggie scared the crap outta me.

Do you know who had a crazy life? Roman Polanski. Just insanity.

Umm..okie..showertime. Night.
-Patrice

::giggle:: ::giggle::
So tonight was awesome. Ha to all of you prom goers. :-P hehe. No but really, it wasn't as bad as I thought. It was fun.

I went on a date with the Sandy. I know, you're all jealous. Yeah...we saw 13 Going On 30. It actually wasn't bad. I liked it alot. It ended the stereotypical romantic hollywood ending, but it wasn't as unrealistic as some of the movies we have. ::cough:: prince and me ::cough::

Gollum was in it! Well, Andy Serkis. His eyes are really really blue. Hehe. It was funny, because he would be acting all bossish or dancing to Thriller, then I would get a LoTR flashback and its Gollum doing the moonwalk. Tehehe.

So then we went to Diary Queen and ate some chocolate...because sandy wasn't hyper enough. Hehe.

So I hope you all had fun at prom and all that after party stuff.

Doom di doom. I might be a bit tired. So I think I might go to bed. Because I can. Haha...okay then.

Goodnight!
-Patrice

You know when you make yourself belive that something is going to be so insanely sucky, that when it comes it is? I mean, there's no way around it? It's stupid. Don't do it to yourself.

This weekend is gonna suck though. No way around it. I just want to run away. This is all just way too much stress type stuff. I need to get out of here, but that's not going to happen.

I need to talk to someone, but I don't know. The people that I normally talk to, I can't. I just can't. And no one else really cares. So what do I do? Just keep on getting more angry. it works. I don't care.

Today..not yesterday..pooo
Today was no yesterday. Which sucks.

I'm a selfish bitch, just so you all know. And I'm sorry for it.

The assembly today was sad. Everyone I talked to said they wanted to cry, but no one else was. Stupid drunk drivers. Drinking is so stupid. Beyond stupid.

I had this weird dream the other night.

Jill and I were working on something for a play in this old victorian house. We were in teh attic with a few other people from crew and I was typing something on the computer that had to get done. Then someone(no names mentioned...someone I hate though..) Came up behind me and hugged me...I stood up but didn't pull away.

I knew that I hated him...but I couldn't remember why. And I just kept trying to remember why, because I didn't want to be mean and pull away from this guy when I don't know why I feel so mean towards him. All I wanted to do was get back to work.

Then I look out the window and see a deer on the roof on the house next to us. But the guy wouldn't let me go, and I wanted to run to the window and look at it. How often do you see a deer on a roof? So I tried to pull away and he told me it was stupid and that the deer was nothing. Then the deer ran away and he let me go and I cried while I tried to get back to work.

So knowing that I'm me, I have overanalyzed it for all that it's worth. It makes sense. If you want to know, ask me. I might write about it later while I'm trying to avoid my theatre tech paper.

Tomorrow's friday. Fun. :-P Someone kill me, Please? :-(

-patrice