Because I Like Blogs More Than Telephones.

I felt i needed to blog tonight, as I haven't written a cursed word on this account since March third. I am listening to old, unknown songs by Arcade Fire. It is great stuff. Colton skipped school today(which wasn't easy, seeing as how his mom was furious about it), but still somehow managed to show up after school as i was exiting the school lobby to walk home with me. We hung out for a while, and promised a pleading mutual friend, Kim, that we would be at her Spring Spectacular play. Instead of this actually happening, his dad gave him a ring about a half an hour before the play to pick him up. So, my condolensces to Kim. My headphones were fried by a toxic cranberry-grape juice spill, so i have to wear these ear-cancer-inducing earphones of my sister's. (I don't think she has even noticed it yet, though.) I am going over Saira's house tomorrow, where Seth-dude(her mom's "FRIEND") will also be visiting. And, i am not sure of it yet, but i am gathering that her Aunt and Cousin will be there, since they were visiting tonight and had dinner with them. What an experience that would be for me, eh? It's funny how i have a firm belief, at first, that i have nothing to blog about, and then as i start writing, i remember all this amazing(really useless and dull) information about the recent happenings in my life. My Uncle Tom is visiting later this month, which is always cool. My dad is evidently becoming more deaf every day. I was very upset with the Oscars. I believe Fantastic Mr. Fox should have won every award possible. So there. Who cares about soldiers, teenage pregnancies, old men dating young women or blue cat people? This generation deserves some more childhood memories of purely fictional stories projected into motion picture presentations! Fantastic Mr. Fox was fantastic, funny, had a beautiful soundtrack, was beautiful itself with all of its stop-motion junk. Awesome. And only two nominations. And i forget what they were..............Anyways, i saw Shutter Island with Saira and her mom+friend last weekend. It was pretty cool. At first, you just wonder what the next clue is, and then it just gets REALLY confusing. And at the end, there's a twist that brings it all together and you're all like, "HEH?". I was just told to shut up my singing by my dad. By going to Saira's tomorrow, i will be skipping a second St. Patrick's Day party(the first one was at my Grandma's last weekend. And i took Saira to it.), but who needs two parties for a pointless holiday anyways? I mean, i am partly Irish, but there's no need to celebrate it. And dag-gone-it, i don't have red hair, thank goodness! What a wonderous day of rain we had today. All the days of this school week seemed to melt together into one long period of attending that terribly dull Science class, only seperated by the short portions of slumber i am given at night. Goss Vuh Don Ya. A Veeva Dare Chee.