let's stumble towards success and pack some snacks for little breaks

I got an AA on "La Senorita" in Dance Dance Revolution. No, I don't think you understand. I've been trying to AA this song for over three years. Do not mock me. I am proud.

I'm going to California for spring break. I'm leaving either next Friday or the Monday after, depending on whether Mom can get a flight changed so I can be there for the weekend. Anybody wanna hang out?

I found out that Mr. McCloud was the first black person to become a Free Mason in the state of Missouri. This is both awesome (because dude, I know the first black Free Mason in Missouri!) and sad, because there weren't any black Masons in Missouri until the '90s.

I got my Reed and Sarah Lawrence applications in. I need to work on Bard this weekend, because next week is a little crazy for me homework-wise.

I'm kicking ass in my classes. I have every single point it is possible to get in history, including extra credit, and I got 67/70 on my last psych test.

Cramerica was on Jeopardy! this week. I haven't seen it yet, but he has promised to send it to me.

I memorized the Greek alphabet. Psych was deadly boring on Tuesday, and we weren't covering anything I need to know (really, we haven't covered ANYTHING I need to know in class, though I've learned a lot from the text) so I printed off the Wikipedia entry about the Greek alphabet during the ten-minute break and memorized it during the second half of class. I still don't have the characters down, but I can recite it aloud, and I don't need to know the characters for crossword puzzles, which are the main reason I wanted to know the alphabet in the first place.

Cord didn't get the internship to Japan. Not only that, but because five people went to Seattle for the interview, there were three positions, and one girl chose another position over this one... he was the only one who made it to the interview process but didn't get into the program. He's really, really bummed.

Sharai appears to have forgiven me. She's acting completely normal toward me again. I have no idea what happened, but it's a tremendous relief.

I finished watching "Firefly" and "Serenity." The series wasn't bad, but it wasn't as good as it's made out to be, and all the self-back-patting in the special features annoyed me.

I also watched "Bridge to Terabithia." I was on the bus home from Penn Valley last night at about 8:30pm, and Richard called me and demanded that I get off at UMKC and hang out with him. So we went to see a movie. It was the first time we've spent time together since we broke up, and I think things are going to be totally fine between us. "Bridge to Terabithia" was much, much better than the preview made it out to be. They adapted the book well, and it made me cry, though not as much as the book did. Richard, bless his heart, sobbed through the last quarter of the movie.

This is the funniest picture I've seen in a long, long time. Not, as my mother put it, for the easily offended.

I have now been sick for three and a half weeks. Still coughing, still snotty. Monday was really bad. Tuesday I took drugs, but they didn't help. It's lightened up a bit since then- at least I can breathe at night now.

I did 450 crunches on Thursday. All we did in karate class was knife work, and I missed Monday because of sickness, so I was feeling distinctly un-exercised. I also did some chair dips and pushups.

EDIT: Oh, and I've got my phone charger back, so I can be reached on my cell again.

First off, I'm completely fine with regards to the chemical explosion. It was about four and a half miles away from Penn Valley, so we weren't within the area that was evacuated, and the cloud was drifting more west than south. I'm not going outside anyway- the hot tub sounds really good, but acid rain does not, even if it doesn't have a "high rate of toxicity." Here's the most recent story about it I can find.

Secondly, I do not appear to be completely fine with regards to my health. I first noticed the headache around noon yesterday. By the time I went to work at 2:00, it had gotten really painful. Mom picked me up to get me away from the explosion around 3:15, and just after I got home, I collapsed on the couch with pain from the back of my eyes to the base of my neck, a sore throat so bad I could barely whisper, a fever, chills, and pain sporadically shooting through my eardrums. I fell asleep just after taking some Tylenol (which should tell those of you who know me well how badly it hurt; I hate drugs and avoid them whenever possible). I woke up at midnight and went to the bathroom, and on the way back, began shivering so intensely that I couldn't walk and nearly fell over. Bill, bless his heart, brought me Kleenex and a paper bag, which I thought was funny because snot and vomiting were pretty much the only symptoms I wasn't having. I was grateful when I woke up this morning, though, because my nose was stuffed and I felt nauseous, though that last might have had something to do with not having eaten anything except an orange in about 20 hours.

I've made the executive decision not to go to school today, even though it's not closed (it did close for evening classes last night due to the chemical cloud). The headache is mostly gone, but the fever, sore throat and chills are very much still present, so I'm thinking leaving the house would not be the best idea.