Bacon.  Lots and lots of bacon.

tired darcie is tired.

sup with all of you?

It's Thursday at noon. Where are you usually?:
Most likely sleeping, though there's a chance I'm at work.

Which shampoo is in your bathroom right now?:
Herbal Essences hydration stuff. It's orchids and something and OMG, IT SMELLS SO GOOD.

What are you listening to right now?:
My mp3 player needs to be charged, so nothing :/

Do you watch MTV anymore?:
I never did, no.

How do you feel about your hair?:
Eeewww, I need to get it cut next week before my senior pictures :x

What DVD is in your player right now?:
The Devil Wears Prada. :D

What side of the bed do you sleep on?:
It varies. I used to only sleep on the right, but now I'm spontaneous and sleep on the left sometimes.

Do you like roller coasters?:
No, they make me get sick.

What do your parents look like?:
Both average height; Mom has really short brown hair, is pale with a ton of freckles and a little bit overweight. Dad has curly black hair, has a nice beer belly and has light brown skin.

What are your plans for Friday?:
I volunteered this morning at WINC, took a nap, and am going to try to go shopping soon.

Have you ever sat all the way through Gone With The Wind?:
I haven't seen it, period.

When was the last time you were up all night?:
A long time ago, I can't pull all nighters very well.

Do you ever think about the price of gasoline?:
I really, really try not to, no. It's expensive.

What is the best thing about winter?:
The fact that it ends. >[

How often do you hold back from saying what you are thinking?:
Very rarely. I generally don't, actually, unless it's either incredibly socially awkward, stupid, or overly offensive for the current situation/conversation.

Are you currently planning a trip?:
My band trip is next spring?

Do you know how to play chess?:
Unfortunately I was taught by the chess geeks at chess club that my chess-geek-y friends dragged me to freshman year.

What's on your mind right now?:
I need to wash my face. My tooth hurts.

Do you want to take something back that happened in the last week?:
I haven't done much, so nope!

Do you eat a lot of fast food?:
I eat a very minimal amount of FF. It makes my stomach do wonky things.

Were you happy when you woke up today?:
I was asi-asi. *shrugs*

What was the last movie you saw in theaters?:
Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. It was better than I expected.

Do you eat candy on a daily basis?:
No, I don't buy it on purpose.

Does it make you happy to get letters?:
Yes. But I don't get them ever.

Walking into a party, what's the first thing you notice?:
I can't remember the last party I went to.. o_O Let alone the first thing I noticed.

Would you rather have chicken or steak?:
How about some nice turkey?

Who was the last person you took a picture of?:
I have no clue.

Would you ever donate blood?:
No, honestly I'd probably pass out.

Are there deerheads covering any walls in your house?:
Fuck no.

Have you ever been asked out?:
Not officially, no. I dated, but I never got the "will you go out with me?" question.

Have you ever driven without a licence?:
On accident? Yes. On purpose? No.

Do you wish you had smaller feet?:
Not really. Big feet are fun to gross people out with.

Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?:
Yep. Didn't last long, he's an ass.

When ordering sushi, what do you get?:
I don't order sushi. :x

Do you write in cursive or in print?:
My handwriting can sometimes be a combination of the two, so yes.

Who was the last person you sat next to?:
Kayla, I guess. At WINC.

What were you doing at 10am?:
Feeding baby birds and/or cleaning.

Are you different now than you were six months ago?:
Always.

Was yesterday better than today?:
No! I didn't do anything yesterday.

What month is your birthday in?:
Enero.

Can you live a day without TV?:
I try to.

When was the last time you saw your dad?:
Last night.

How many pets do you have?:
Four.

How many houses have you lived in?:
Five? I think.. I can't remember.

How many city/towns have you lived in?:
Probably five too.

Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet?:
Bare feetsies.

Do you like coffee?:
Sometimes, if it has chocolate and sugar.

Do you like iced tea?:
Hell no.

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?:
I wouldn't change anything. :] Anything I don't like about myself right now is fixable if I put my mind to it, so it's not worth it to wish for it when I can actually get it.

Do you know how to play poker?:
Nope.

What were you doing at twelve last night?:
I think I was talking to Sarah online..

Do you smile a lot?:
Yes, but most people can't tell because my normal smiles are slight.

Do you like flying or driving?:
Both! I love both.

Do you know how to drive a stick shift?:
No.

Do you wear any jewellery daily?:
If I remember.. so no.

Who got you the jewellery you are currently wearing?:
I'm not wearing any.

Who is the funniest person you know?:
I really don't know that many funny people.

How often do you remember your dreams?:
Almost never.

What is your ringtone?:
Called sunshine. It sucks.

Skim, 1%, 2%, or whole milk?:
Skim. The percents are GROSS.

Are you mad about anything?:
No?

What time did you go to sleep last night?:
Around 2, I had a good book.

OMFG WHITNEY WON AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL

LAKJSDFFFALIWEHJFLJASD FLJ SADFOMGOMFGOMFGOMGOMGOMGOJMG

=DDDD

I haven't taken my medicine in a week. I'm moodswinging like hell, everything makes me cry. My dad is a fucking ASSHOLE. My band trip to Lomira is cancelled because somebody committed suicide. This wouldn't be a problem except for the fact that a) a kid committed SUICIDE, and b) I wasn't planning on doing any homework after 1st hour, so FUCK. FUCKFUCKFUCKSFDLJKSZDFLKJAFDSLJKAFDSLJIAFSDJLFSDZLJKADFSLASKSZFBGCF.JK. I unplugged my laptop doing that, and it made my fingers hurt, but I feel marginally better. Like .5% better. Not really. Anyways. I won't be getting it done, because I'm going to sit here and cry and be pissed off and want to hit something versus trying to get it done.

I really fucking hate myself right now. I really do.

I just spent $140 on my cat. I am broke. I need money for lunch tomorrow, but I don't want to go into the other room. I want to go to sleep, and just not fucking wake up.

I still don't have a prom date.
I now have a headache.
I, apparently, only have three wisdom teeth, and this is most likely the cause of why my jaw feels unbalanced and doesn't close properly.
Hence, what three wisdom teeth I have have to come out this summer.

However, I did have subway for dinner.
I also am watching the best part of batman begins: the ending.

...

but I have to do FUCKING homework.

...

Still not feeling better.

My stomach randomly hates my dinner, I'm tired, I didn't finish my homework so have to do it now, I have to go to school tomorrow, my living room smells like pee thanks to my cat, my cat is probably sick so I'll have to take him to the vet and pay the bill, I have a freaking dentist appt tomorrow I don't want to go to, sometimes I wonder if my jaw isn't sitting right so I should probably most definitely go tomorrow so I can ask, my period didn't come this month which is fucking dumb shit because i'm on the pill and it's supposed to be regulated, i can't get a date, my friend at work wants to hook me up with another guy at work but i don't know because he's in college and two years older than me but he's cute and nice and fuck if any of the guys at my school have a brain that's not in their penis, a friend blocked me for stupid crap two weeks ago and hasn't unblocked me since, i have to do a partner paper at school, we just finished a freaking paper and now i have to write another one, the damned paper i have to write is on beowulf which i sparknoted because i hated so much so why would i want to write a paper on it, i'm stupid so the paper will be ungodly complicated anyways so i feel bad for my partner because she doesn't write complicated papers, i'm probably not going to go to prom because i don't have a date and what's the point of going to prom without a date? that's what homecoming is for, going without a date.

i think that's all.

i don't feel better.

I have the stomach flu. =( Can't go to work for two days.

I have a sudden strange urge to post here. No idea why, since I obviously don't keep this updated, despite the fact that I check my friends page daily.

I started watching Rent the other night. I got about an hour in before my "AAAH CAN'T WATCH MOVIES AT HOME" sense kicked in and I had to go do something else. >__> I'll get back to it eventually, I promise.

There's a pirate ad on the side of my post page. I'm scared.

And now I remember why I always have trouble posting: I never have anything to say.

In another six months, my dears!

IN HALF AN HOUR I'M SEVENTEEN. =D

fuck.

my cousin is going to iraq.

Well. I got a promotion.

I've only been there three months, but I'm now a CSC. (Service desk manager.) Got a dollar raise.

Cool beans.

Anybody who has ever had self-esteem issues, weight issues, or a combination thereof should read The Earth, My Butt, and Other Big Round Things by Carolyn Mackler. Seriously. I've had major issues concerning my weight in the past, and I think I can firmly say that I'm finally accepting my weight and how my body is, and am really appreciating it instead of hating it. I'm fat, I'm overweight, but I'm not obese. I'm not in any health danger, at least not yet. I have low blood pressure. I'm likely to be at serious risk for diabetes when I'm older.. but you know what? That probably won't change even if I do lose weight. Both types are in my family history. There's nothing I can do about it, so I'm not going to stress out. Besides, it's not as if I could really lose enough weight to make a difference.

Yeah, I want to be healthier. I will exercise and try not to eat so much crap. It won't kill me, I've been trying for a while, but my life tends to be hectic and I'm horrible about being regular with exercise. But I'm not going to let it ruin my life. I'm finally paying attention to what looks good on my body and what doesn't, clothes-wise, and by god does it make a difference. I'm getting compliments on how I look. I wore a dress to work today. A dress. I was scared to wear skirts in middle school, let alone a dress. And you know what? It's flappy around my middle. Anyone that looks can tell I'm fat. And I. Don't. Care. I've had random strangers tell me they love my dress (one at the library, quite a few at work) and that my headbands look really cute. I got a bunch of them once I realized that my hair length and thickness actually makes them look good--it makes me look a bit younger, which is NOT a bad thing (heh, I'm constantly mistaken for being 18+) and I really like them.

My self-esteem has improved so much over the past few months. I'm not sure when the change happened, but it did. I consider myself pretty. I'm not gorgeous, but I don't want to be. I'm not skinny, and honestly, I'm not sure I'd want to be given the chance. My frame would look horrible with nothing on it. I like the flab, it creates curves! I wouldn't mind dropping /some/ of it, but certainly not /all/ of it!

Anyone that calls me ugly or fat now is probably going to get punched in the face. (Or kicked in the shins, I don't throw the best punches.) It is my perogative to talk about my body and mine only--unless you're complimenting it, of course.

This got really long in a hurry. I guess my point is that I know I'm not the only one out there that feels or felt like crap because of their weight, or how they think they look. The book helped, a lot. It's definitely YA-oriented, but it's a great story and kinda inspirational--and I never say that about anything.

Try it. Even if you don't think you have problems.. You know I'd never recommend a bad book to you. ;)

Interview with the Vampire
Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow
Mona Lisa Smile
Entrapment
Miss Congeniality 2
PotC3 (x2)

The Perks of being a Wallflower

End of another year. Today was the last day. It's hard for me to believe that I'm really halfway done. Two more years, and I'm done with this drama. Then again, I have two more years to live through.

So, this summer.

I got section leader, so lots and lots of band stoof to do. Working 2-3 days a week.. Hanging with people. That's about it. :3

Probably got decent-eh grades. A in band, probably A in gym, A in HCA10. B/B+ in H20th. C/C+ in geometry.

Next year is going to be interesting in terms of classes.
AP Gov. Classic com arts (grade 12 level class). Psychology. Chemistry. Adv Alg. Band. Spanish IV.

Oh yeah.

Bring on the homework. *dies a little on the inside*

I FINALLY GOT MY DRIVER'S LISCENSE!

So, we were given a prompt today to write a speech based off of MLKJ's "I have a dream" speech. (It didn't have to be in the dream format, just a speech on an issue.) Well. The one I'm turning in involves cafeteria food. The one I REALLY want to turn in is as follows..

Background: My actual teacher is Mr. Heckman. He wouldn't care if I turned my preferred version. Unfortunately, we're currently being taught by a student teacher, and he's a bit of a wimp. He'd probably actually get upset if I turned this in, so alas.

( I have a dream.. )

FRIDAY
DUE: Research paper intro, thesis, outline, take-home essay
Drum major practice: ? - 3:30
Pit: 2:45 - 8/ish

SATURDAY
WSMA state: 8:30 - 10/ish
Work: 11:15 - 5

SUNDAY
HOMEWORK! ALL DAY! GAH.

MONDAY
DUE: Cold War map
Pit: 2:45 - 4:30
Work: 5 - close

TUESDAY
DUE: LSD presentation
(Adv) Music Man teaser
Pit: 2:45 - 4:30
Work: 5 - close

WEDNESDAY
DUE: Gatsby rough draft
Drum major practice: ? - 3:30
Pit: 3 - 5
The Music Man: 7 - 9

THURSDAY
(Adv) Drum major stuff?
Pit: 3 - 5
The Music Man: 7 - 9

FRIDAY
DUE: Gatsby paper
Pit: 3 - 5
The Music Man: 7 - 9

SATURDAY
Work: 11:15 - 5
Pit: ??
The Music Man: 7 - 9

SUNDAY
Pit: ??
The Music Man: 2 - 4

hehe.

gotta love life. sooo...

anyone wanna write a gatsby paper....? ():)

Ya'll should get facebook, if ya'll don't have it already.

That is all.