A burning rose is made smoke by water...

Your soul is bound to the Burning Rose: The
Rapture.

"I go where my heart beckons me, and I go
with my head high. But sometimes, I get a need
until I bleed so my heart swims above my
head."

The Burning Rose is associated with passion,
intensity, and desire. It is governed by the
god Eros and its sign is The Flame, or Physical
Love.

As a Burning Rose, you can get lost in the moment
if you let yourself. You are a very physical
person, be it in relationships, work, or play.
You may be driven by your hormones sometimes,
but you know it's because you have to follow
your instinct.


What Rose Is Your Soul Bound To?
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Took the quiz twice. And I got this. Odd.

Fuck.

Well, this vacation isn't turning out the way I had hoped. Not at all. In fact, it sucks. Sitting home alone tonight, doing nothing but reading Harry Potter. I haven't read it since the summer and I haven't really read any book with any continual interest. I stopped in the middle of like 6 others since then. I don't know why. So I'm re-reading the 5th Harry Potter. Maybe something in there started my disinterest in anything else. Home alone... because everyone else went to Newport or is with their families somewhere or worked today... My mother and father went shopping for curtain fabric. They invited me to go with them. HAH, no... not my idea of a good time. My sister went to Drew's AGAIN and then to Victoria's I think... All I've done today was sleep, read, and eat lunch out with Ali. Good pizza. Unfortunately, that was all. I wanted to go shopping for stuff, but not for curtains. The rents woulda been unbarable.

Thanksgiving was bittersweet. I had lots of fun, but I dunno... It was really different. The food was good and it was cool to see the yearly lighting, but now Christmas is coming and that's something that makes me angry right now. I don't know why. Maybe I don't want time to pass. Barry called me from New York City. He sounded like he was having fun, I guess. I wanted to drive down to the city to see him, but no... Apparently curtain fabric is much more important. I can certainly see why... So, I've only been out of the house twice since Sunday afternoon... once to go to Thanksgiving food and then today to eat pizza. That was it. Other than that, I've been stuck here. Talk about the most boring vacation EVER. I don't want to do homework, I don't want to go out, I don't want to watch TV, I don't want to listen to music, I don't want to talk to people online, I don't want to play a game, I don't want to read a book, I don't want to eat, I don't want to sleep, I don't want to write, I don't want to cleam my room, I don't want to do anything apparently. I want to stop time and make it snow and then have fog and go back to march of freshman year and actually have the ability to write a story. The most beautiful scene from that weather... and it's all I think about. Or jealousy. And that's just bitter, not at all sweet. I think I need a different vacation, cause this one is not working out.

I am thankful for food and electricity and a house and friends and a family and my kittie and clothes and heat and education and freedom and creativity and intelligence and health and uniqeness and happiness and hope and love and strength and choice and light. Whatever I forgot. I should stop being an ungrateful little bitch. And so should we all.

Ali is home!

Well, I'm getting better. My throat kills and I have a cough, but my fever is gone. I missed most of Raw Roulette last night and the parts I did see, I saw without sound. Weird. Umm... I took that survey that everyone has in their LJ's... so... Read:

:x: name = Rochelle
:x: piercings = My ears.
:x: tattoos = None.
:x: height= Just south of 5 ft.
:x: shoe size = 4.5 or something...
:x: hair color = Brown.
:x: siblings = Older sister, Alison.

LAST...
:x: movie you rented = Kay and I pooled $ to rent Donnie Darko and 28 Days Later.
:x: movie you bought = Sleeping Beauty ON DVD!!
:x: song you listened to = Something on the 3 Doors Down CD
:x: song that was stuck in your head = Goo Goo Dolls - Big Machine
:x: cd you bought = Maroon 5 - Songs About Jane.
:x: cd you listened to = 3 Doors Down - Away From the Sun
:x: person you've called = Mur.
:x: person that's called you = Alison.
:x: tv show you've watched = News Channel 10 @ 5!
:x: person you were thinking of = Lexy... cause I'm talking to her.

DO...
:x: you have a crush on someone = Yes. And I make sure EVERYONE knows it.
:x: you wish you could live somewhere else = Yes.
:x: you think about suicide = I think about people thinking about suicide. And I pity them.
:x: you believe in online dating = I believe in its existance, if that's what you're asking...
:x: others find you attractive = Umm... apparently.
:x: you want more piercings = Yeah.
:x: you like cleaning = Yeah, if I'm not forced to.
:x: you like roller coasters = Yes. I used to be terrified of them. I still am. But now I go on them.
:x: you write in cursive or print = Umm... connective print?

FOR OR AGAINST...
:x: long distance relationships = For, but be ready for pain.
:x: using someone = Either, depends what you are using them for.
:x: suicide = Against. If you think that's a naive, happy-go-lucky outlook, talk to some people who were prevented from killing themselves and THEN tell me you think it's up to them.
:x: killing people = Against, unless it's self-defense. And even that's questionable.
:x: teenage smoking = Neither. It's your choice.
:x: driving drunk = Against.
:x: gay/lesbian relationships = For.
:x: soap operas = For, if I wasn't, life would be damn boring, wouldn't it?

HAVE YOU...
:x: ever cried over a girl = No.
:x: ever cried over a boy = Yes.
:x: ever lied to someone = Yes.
:x: ever been in a fist fight = Yes.
:x: ever been arrested = No.

WHAT...
:x: shampoo do you use = Lately? Pert Plus. But generally whatever I have that looks pretty.
:x: shoes do you wear = My old Sketchers, school shoes, sneakers, strappies, boots, or clunkies. I think that's it. Oh, or my big brown Sketchers.
:x: are you scared of = Tornadoes, sexual predators, change, inbalance...

NUMBER...
:x: of times I have been in love? = Thought I was in love? 5. But only like 1 or 2 of those were real.
:x: of times I have had my heart broken? = 2.
:x: of hearts I have broken? = 1 or 2.
:x: of girls I have kissed? = One.
:x: of boys I have kissed? = 6.
:x: of girls I've slept with? = 4 or more. Keep in mind these were just sleep overs.
:x: of boys I've slept with? = 2. None of those were sexual either. (The first one... UNFORTUNATELY!!)
:x: of guys you've obsessed over who wouldn't date you: LMFAO. Uh... 2.
:x: of times my name has appeared in the newspaper? = I'd say... 10.
:x: of scars on my body? = Over 6.
:x: of things in my past that I regret? = None.
:x: of guys that have seen you naked? = I suppose my father has when I was younger, but I'll bet that's not what you're asking...
:x: number of girls that have seen you naked? = A few.

DO YOU THINK YOU ARE...
:x: pretty - If you say I am...
:x: funny - Yes.
:x: hot - So I've been told.
:x: friendly - Generally.
:x: amusing - Always.
:x: ugly - Nah.
:x: loveable - Yes.
:x: caring - Yes, though it may not seem that way.
:x: sweet - Yes.
:x: dorky - Yes.

favorite:
5 letter word: Spork.
actor/actress: Liv Tyler
Candy: Nerds or fruit Mentos.
Cartoon: Batman, anyone?
Cereal: Cocoa Pops.
Chewing gum: Double Bubble.
Color(s): Purple.
Color nail polish: Blue.
Day of week: Thursday.
Least fave day: Sunday.
Flower: Cosmos, rose, or lilac.
Jello flavor: Red...
Jewelry: Class ring?
Special skills/talents: Uh... writing and doing all my homework.
Summer/Winter: Summer
Trampolines or swimming pools: Swimming pools.

|| Person who last.. ||

Slept in your bed: Me.
Saw you cry: Barry, I think. Erik listened to me sniffle about Titanic on the phone. And Daine saw me tear-up after talking to Andyrew.
Made you cry: Andyrew.
You went to the movies with: Will, Sarah, Alex, Meghan, Xandra, Daine, Steve, Dan, Eric, AJ, Cory, Bob? I think that was is... Maybe I'm wrong.
Yelled at you: Eric, but he was just kidding.
Sent you an email: The people at BOSMUN.

|| Have you ever.. ||

Said "I love you" and meant it?: Yes.
Gone out in public in your pajamas: Yes.
Kept a secret from everyone: Yes.
Cried during a movie: Yes.
Planned your week based on the TV Guide: Yes.
Been on stage: Yes.
Been to New York: Yes.
Been to California: Nope.
Hawaii: Nope.
China: Nope.
Canada: Yes.
Europe: Nope.
Asia: Nope.
South America: Nope.
Australia: Nope.
Wished you were the opposite sex: Yes.
What time is it now?: It's 6:50, why do you ask?
Apples or bananas?: Have I ever apples or bananas? I think this is under the wrong heading... but apples, I suppose. Maybe bananas.
Blue or red?: Blue.
Walmart or target?: Target.
Spring or Fall?: Fall.
What are you gonna do after you finish this?: Post it on my blog.
What was the last meal you ate?: A little Mac&Cheese. Blah.
High school or college?: Highschool.
Are you bored?: No.
Last noise you heard?: Ali laughing, the TV.
Last smell you sniffed?: The blanket I'm sitting on.
Last time you went out of state/province?: I dunno, prolly to Boston or UCONN.


|| Friendship/Love ||

Do you believe in love at first sight?: Not necessairly love, but certainly connection.
Do you want children one day & if so, how many?: Not yet.
Most important thing to you in a friendship is: Trust AND forgiveness.


|| Other Info ||

Criminal record?: None.
Do you speak any other languages?: Uh... I take French in school. That probably doesn't count.
Last book you read: The Stone Cold Truth.
Name some of your favorite things in your bedroom?: My pictures, my stuff animals, my writing.
Worst feeling in the world: Jealousy.
Who you love: My friends.
Who you miss: Matt and Andrea.


|| You ||

Nickname(s): Shelle, Shelley, Pocketgirl, Shorty, Home Slice, Girly, Storm, Rocky. I think that covers everything.
Initials: RLD
How old do you look?: Young.
How old do you act?: 16. You figure out what that means.
Glasses/Contacts: Neither.
Braces: Yuup. Lime green bands at the moment.
Do you have any pets?: A cat named Spot.
You get embarrassed: Yes, doesn't everyone?
What makes you happy?: Balance.
What upsets you?: Inbalance.

|| Finish the sentence: ||

I Love to... sleep without dreaming.
I Miss... Barry.
I Wish... my throat felt better.
I Hope... to see the world change for the better.
I'm Annoyed by... impatience, intolerance, incompetence, and people who don't pay attention in class then ask others to figure out what the hell they missed.
I Am... tired.
I Want to Be... an author or a poet.
I Would Never... go storm chasing.
I'd Rather... RUN!
I Am Tired of... people acting stupid.
I Will Always be... short.

|| Have you ever.. ||

Thought you were going to die: Yes. When I saw the waterspout, I was sure I'd never go home again. I was wrong, wasn't I?
Wanted to Run away: Yes.
Flunked a grade: Hah, no.
Skipped a grade: No.
Snuck out all night: No.

Done with that. I hope you are now a little closer to the person who is... Rochelle Lisa Devault. Whatever...

Sickness... is... bad...

My temperature = 101.
My head = OW!
My muscles = torture.
My throat = ACHY, SCRATCHY PAIN.
My stomach = just... plain... queezy. And empty.

I, like so many others today, was sick home from school. I know that Steve, Kayla, Jack, Pat, and Lin were out from my friends. And I heard rumors that like 68 or 86 or something kids were out. Jack just said 86. Jeez. We're all infected with something. Later.

r()cH3lL3

JULY:
Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood (i don't think so, anyway). Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.

Well, I'm SOME of that... Kinda cool. I especially like the "no difficulties in studying" and "forgiving but never forgets." That's true! Heh, well, it's Saturday morning. I just ate yogurt. GREEN yogurt. And, no, it wasn't moldy. I put the sprikles in that are supposed to make it green. Mmmm...

$172.00 ... CHA-CHING!

Back from another Friday night outing. I had fun, despite missing the movie I really wanted to see and some confusion about rides. But everyone got to the Mew's eventually. Good food. Now I'm really full... probably because that's the first real meal I've eaten since Tuesday. Adjustments to your braces really pisses off the nerve endings in your gums and makes it hard to eat real food. My poor molars!

I really want to write something, but I think I'm too tired. And I don't want to go to bed because that requires pulling my lazy ass up the stairs and into bed. This is going to be a really short post if this is all I could come up with to talk about... *sigh*

Standing Still
Sitting stiffly on a park bench,
watching the morning through tinted glass.
What comes as the day progresses
will eventually wither and quickly pass.
The shadows under the dulling planks
of a weathered platform in the mud
creep silently across the ancient dirt
mixed with tears, with sweat, with blood.
A placid lake, like an unwarped mirror,
has depths in which reflections drown.
Have you come to watch your own sorrows
float away or weigh you down?
Trees seem exagerrated with their height,
or unmountable by jaded limbs.
Yet, children climb them and reach the sky
with innocence from future sins.
A ghastly rose bush laced with thorns
seems intimidating to the careless eye,
but look closer for a lone blossom
that hides alone and fair and shy.
A fountain pours old, stale water
and rusts the inside deep wine-red,
but outside is polished and scrubbed.
Repetition poisens the blind or misled.
Clouds roll in across the blue sky
and the day is darkening to their rein.
Follow the path laid before you,
dancing, twisting away from the pain.
Instead of running from the storm
you stand in one place and wait.
Is it patience that drives you to delay?
Or a stubborn belief in mastering fate?

And looks at me like I'm a silly little girl...

Posting two days in a row. This never happens!! HELL HAS FROZEN OVER!! PIGS ARE FLYING!! *ahem* The former situation has not changed, but my mood has once again so it's rectified until a few months time when I choose to bring it up again because I need a mini-crisis to rant about in my blog. Hooray. I love people.

Umm... why is it that we're all in such a rush to grow up that we become miniphilosophers and act like we know everything? It's getting to me. It really is. No more speculation!! OKAY?! I wish to be a child of knowledge. IOW: I WANNA BE STUPID!! It'd be a helluva lot easier, I'm sure. Then we wouldn't have though-provoking thoughts that seem to ruin perfectly peaceful situations and allow our mouths to work over time and say things we don't mean. I also wanna be perfectly at peace with the world and stop trying to change things and stop letting people never forget. If they forget, they forget, alright?? Hah, try telling that to my subconscious. I just keep repeating the same thing over and over. Maybe someday I'll realize it doesn't work and just give up. Maybe not.

In other news, Madame hates our french class. She really does. I'm gonna fail my chapter test because she's never gonna review with us now that we pissed her off. *sigh* And... omg... I didn't mention this yesterday, but I feel I haven't done the truth justice if I don't... I LOVE MIKEY IN JEANS!! Did you people SEE him on tag day??! I musta died and gone to Heaven!! ...ok... this is getting a TAD weird... Next topic: THE TWO TOWERS SPECIAL EDITION!! OMG!! Thank you, Steve, thank you so much for getting it. It's gonna be awesome. Ali comes home for Thanksgiving on Tuesday. I didn't realize how much I really missed her until I found out when she's coming home. I can not wait! I'm gonna make her go out to get pizza with me or something. SISTER BONDING MOMENTS!! And I miss everyone else so much. I'm gonna blow off all my other friends and hang out with all my old ones all Thanksgiving break! Hah, sorry, but I miss them a lot!

And that concludes my post. Gonna go to bio. If you wanna read something, read Autumn Puppets a few posts down. It's pretty good, if I do say so myself...

We'll have you believing...
Truth can be decieving...
Do onto others is our golden rule!

inanutshelle: He makes me feel like an old woman!

Well, I know I already posted tonight, but I feel my current emotions were not done justice. Here goes:

Do I try too hard?? It's been 4 years and three months, give or take a few days, since art class of 7th grade. Since then, a helluva lot has happened. And, yet, I still care as much as I did day 1. And, apparently, it seems that Patrick Marran has the ability to hate me despite my cuteness and my springy outlook on life. And he alone remains in my head at the moment I as I contiplate my stance on the subject, mainly him. He's the only thing that's raining on my parade currenty. GREAT! I've run into this problem before. But he's a special case.HE HATES ME. Said it straight out to my face... "I can't trust people after they break my trust blah, blah, and that's why I hate you." I stop. I think. The full effect of the words hit me. Wow. I think I might as well GIVE UP HERE AND NOW!! Why do I even BOTHER?! It's obvious he's not going to forgive me for sins of the fucking past, meaning a whole year and a half ago when I was 14 and given my first kiss and had my first "relationship". He blames it on himself, yet still has the ability to shudder at my very presence, curse at my words, mock any of my crushes, destroy my hopes of gaining forgiveness, and whatever the hell else he does to me. You'd think I'd give up. But no... I've cared about the boy as a friend and more for nearly 5 years and I'm not going to stop any time soon. You people never hear me rant about him. But I think about him constantly. I have no REGRETS but lately I've been just BEATING MYSELF UP over the whole situation. It hurts to much to have him even joke about not wanting me to go to a fucking concert that Meghan invited me to. It hurts to much to hear him say "that's why I hate you" straight out and then have him ignore me and talk to Jackie about how angelic and pure she is then run away when Daine makes the littlest joke. What, I don't deserve to run away?? I didn't fucking run away, instead I stood up on the seat so I could feel taller. That's exactly what I need. Some intimidating height. I feel so weak being my short 4'11'' and being reminded of it every day. You think that improves my self esteem at all?! DO YOU?! No, it doesn't. It just makes me more likely to let people walk all over me cause I'm obviously too small to make an impact or stand up for myself or even defend myself in a fight. I don't want fucking hugs, damn it. Those ARE NOT A SOLUTION. They're just a comfort. I don't want to comfort myself, I want to learn what's really happening and find a resolution to the problem. WHAT THE HELL EVER!! I'm so sick of this. People are telling me just to ignore him. HELLO? Did you forget who you are talking to? This is me, people. I'm the one who loves confrontation. And I'm sick of him hating me. Is that so much to ask? That I want to be forgiven?! COME ON! I forgive shit. Hard shit. You betray me, I forgive. I may be CAUTIOUS, but I forgive. Ya dig?! LIKE... were you to ask me if I were to ever stay mad at anyone for one thing, I could not name an offence to me that affected my deeply enough to make an impact since CAA `99 when the New Jersy Devil ordered me around for three weeks. Believe me, compared to him, all your offenses are forgiven, folks. I love you all. Now, I'm just waiting for one to love me back. Joy. Going to go to sleep now. Whatever happened to finishing my econ homework?!


Below the mountain is thunder...
"One is filled with a craving for nourishment. It is advantageous for one to intensely and carefully inspect all that there is for the best pieces. No harm in this."
"One chooses to reject the regular ways and instead live by way of divination. Advantageous, although one is blocked from the flow of things."

I Ching. S'all good! ^_^

Long Servey thingy...

this is stolen from like everyone on LJ. I took the last part out, as it doesn't really apply to me. Enjoy.

Name :: Rochelle L. Devault
Birthdate :: 7 / 21 / 87
Birthplace :: Kent County
Current Location :: RI
Eye Color :: Hazel... sometimes more green than brown
Hair Color :: Brown
Righty or Lefty :: Lefty and damn proud!
Zodiac Sign :: Cancer
Innie or Outtie :: Innie

series two :: describe
Your heritage :: French-Canadian, Irish, Scottish, and a little Swedish
The shoes you wore today :: wicked old Sketchers that are my favorites.
Your hair :: Long & wavy, with lots of split ends
Your weakness(s) :: giving people too many chances, being moody, and powerful or selfish men.
Your fears :: tornadoes, sexual predators, change, inbalance.
Your perfect pizza :: Rosie's Special or BBQ chicken.
One thing you'd like to achieve :: publish a book

series three :: what is...
Your most overused phrase :: "buttsex"
Your thoughts first waking up :: "619! 619! 619!!!"
The first feature you notice in the opposite sex :: hair and posture
Your best physical feature :: eyes and stomach
Your bedtime :: anytime between 10:15 and midnight
Your greatest accomplishment :: getting over insecurities about caring too much what people thought of me
Your most missed memory :: playing "wolves" with Ali and Andrea in the backyard or having a war with Todd and Kevin.

series four :: you prefer
Pepsi or Coke :: I dunno... I like em both, but Coke prolly because of the polar bear commercials
McDonald's or Burger King :: Depends what I want.
Single or group dates :: Single dates.
Adidas or nike :: Adidas, because they don't use child labor as far as I know.
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea :: Lipton. But I'd rather have Crystal Light... gooooood memories!
Chocolate or vanilla :: Chocolate
Cappuccino or coffee :: Cappuccino, I guess.
Boxers or briefs :: Boxers!! ^_^ You know what I'm talking about...

series five :: do you
Smoke :: nope
Cuss :: yeah, I gotta stop doing that.
Sing well :: not really
Take a shower everyday :: just about...
Do you think you've been in love :: Hmm, if I won't let them forget, am I truely in love because I give them pain? Or am I REALLY in love because I recognise when I'm not doing the right thing... It's a paradox. And a very interesting one, at that.
Want to go to college :: Yes
Like high school :: Yes
Type w/ your fingers on the right keys :: Generally...
Believe in yourself :: Yes.
Get motion sickness :: Yup, only in cars
Think you're attractive :: Of course... well... I mean... I'm cute. I'll give me that. But I hate my smile.
Think you're a health freak :: Nope
Get along with your parents :: Uh... define "get along", please. I am a teenager, after all.
Like thunderstorms :: Yeah
Play an instrument :: No well.

series six :: in the past month, did/have you
Drank alcohol :: Nope.
Smoked :: Nope.
Done a drug :: Nope.
Made Out :: Yeah.
Go on a date :: Nope.
Go to the mall :: Nope... wait... did I? ...Nope.
Eaten an entire box of Oreos :: Nope.
Eaten sushi :: Yup.
Been on stage :: I've been on stage... like, not in a show, but I physically stood on a stage. That count?
Been dumped :: Yeah.
Gone skating :: Nope.
Made homemade cookies :: Nope.
Been in love :: Umm... if it was love, then yes. And I still am.
Gone skinny dipping :: Nope, it's been October/November!! IN NEW ENGLAND!! *shiver*
Dyed your hair :: Nope.
Stolen anything :: Nope.

series seven :: have you ever
Played a game that required removal of clothing :: Uh... I have no idea.
If so, was it mixed company :: See above...
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated :: Nope.
Been caught "doing something" :: Well, sorta... define the "something". Wait! If it's sexual, yes. Yes I have.
Been called a tease :: Hah, not really.
Gotten beaten up :: Nope.
Shoplifted :: Nope.
If so, did you get caught :: See above.
Changed who you were to fit in :: Yeah

series eight :: the future
Age you hope to be married :: Whenever I find the person I wanna spend my life with... IF I do...
Numbers and Names of Children :: three or more! ^_^ Named... umm... Skyler, Madison, Bethany, whatever...
Describe your Dream Wedding :: Perfect ceremony, perfect clothing, limo, and Spandeau Ballet's "True" playing at the reception.
How do you want to die :: Quickly.
Where you want to go to college :: JHU or somewhere near Baltimore
What do you want to be when you grow up :: marine scientist, author, whatever...
What country would you most like to visit :: France

series nine :: opposite sex
Best hair color :: blond or brown. I don't really like red-heads
Short or long hair :: whichever. Prolly short, though.
Best height :: 1 inch to a foot taller than I.
Best articles of clothing :: pants.
Best first date location :: Movies and/or Pizza Place. Somewhere that teacher's aren't likely to see you...
Best first kiss location :: Alone... especially without Jon, Garath, or the parents around. Oy.

series ten :: number of
Number of people I could trust with my life :: 6 or 7 of you. I mean, I trust the rest of you, but whatever. I'm sure I'm wrong on some of those accounts. Hell, I'd trust a perfect stranger if they were the only one around to help me in a bad situation.
Number of CDs that I own :: a bunch
Number of piercings :: two, one on each ear.
Number of tattoos :: None.
Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper :: a bunch. like 12-or-so.
Number of things in my past that I regret :: Nothing, thank god.

Hmm... that's about all I've got for this post. Ali comes home next Tuesday!! I can not wait!! Gotta go be a slave to my teachers and do all my homework now. Later, loves!!

PRINTER LIGHT = ANNOYING!!

Hola!! Good day! Very good. I think it has something to do with the fact that we watched Finding Nemo in math class today, that I finished my french homework despite the fact that I only had like a third of a period to do it in, and Mrs. Taylor wasn't in class today so we had a GIANT ORGY!! No, not really, we added water and little tablets to pee samples and watched them fizz for a while and then stared at sheep kidneys for 45 minutes. Now, that may sound really boring, but it was the best bio class I've ever had, no joke!! Then, a do-nothing english class AGAIN and a good religion class talking about the Israeli/Palistinian conflict and listening to random proverbs. Hung out at Dylan's then at Steve's after school. Saw 28 Days Later, which wasn't that scary at all. The ending was far too sappy for the plot-line, I thought. I liked the alternate endings better. Rent the DVD and watch those. They are good. Now I'm home. With nothing to do. Blah. I should read the Steve Austin book tonight. Hmmm...

Alright, I read people's livejournals before writing this and I gotta say... people seem to only write in their journals when they are in BAD MOODS. It starts off that way... the little emoti-con on top says like "distressed" or "worried" or "blah" or "blank" or something along those lines. And then the first line of it is "I'm in a bad mood and I don't know why," or something similar. Gah!! How do you people DO THAT? Hah, writing when you're in a good mood is a lot more fun... You have so much to talk about! Like, wow, right now? I could go on for AGES about the good stuff right now. I'm just babbling, but you get the idea. If I were really talking I'd be gesturing with my hands wildly. Yay. If I'm in a bad mood, I try not to write in my blog. People send me those weird IMs like "OMG WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU STUPID BITCH!! STOP COMPLAINING!!" or they say something to cheer you up and you obviously don't WANT to be cheered up if you just spent your time bitching about one thing or another. No, instead, I'd write poetry and save it on my computer and re-read it a few weeks later to try to figure out why the hell I wrote something that weird. Hah, good stuff. Good stuff indeed.

Anyway... So... yeah... people in their weird moods lately. I think it's got something to do with the fact that winter is coming and although we all love seeing snow cause it's white and icey and pretty and deadly, we also HATE THE DRY SKIN AND THE COLD WIND AND THE SHOVELING!! GAH!! So, maybe that's why people are all outta wack. Or it could be the sexual frustration thing. If you notice, I can't fail to comment on John Cena or Anakin or anyone's attractiveness. Now, I do that half outta good humor and a quarter outta flattery (even if they can't hear me) and another quarter outta just plain bordom. You can take that "bordom" anyway you want, whether it be sexual or emotional or general or brain or whatever. I'm bored in some way and fashion and there's nothing wrong with commenting on hott men to ammuse yourself in the mean-time. Heh, I'm pathetic. w00t!!

Hmm... so... like... Lex said I wasn't vain today. I think she's wrong. I really do. Cause I am, if not vain, certainly slightly stuck-up in my intelligence factor and in my weight and stuff. Like, I dunno, if feel kinda bad about this, but I keep getting annoyed at people for not being as smart as I am. Maybe it's something to do with the full IB hype that people put on my classes. Like my parents don't think it's a big deal, but everyone else's parents do and they're all like "Oh, look how special THESE students are" and then even my friends are like that and I start getting POed that no one else is as high as me in classes. I mean, Erik is, and I love him dearly, but then he has questions for me that just piss the hell outta me, like how CAN'T he know that??! Wow, I dunno... Am I conceided when it comes to classes? On one hand, I'm the only one who's a diploma candidate outta my friends, but outta my other friends and my sister I'm the one who's doing the WORST and stuff... *shrugs* Lemme know, I'll try and stop.

Hmmm... anything else? I dunno, not really. Ben's party tomorrow!! YAY!! That's gonna be awesome!! *can not wait* Wow, I'm in such a Donny Darko mood since I saw all the alternate endings for the movie and I've been doing a lot of analysis on fate and time and choice because of the conversation I had with Kayla on that and Revolutions and I was just thinking if I believed in fate or free will and truthfully I don't know and that's getting to me cause you gotta believe in one of them. It's one or the other. I like the idea of fate, but that really pisses me off, too, for reasons TOO COMPLICATED to explain. And I like the idea of free will, but that's so damn dangerous and shit. Wow. Yeah. Too big for Shelle's little mind. Hah, wow, I'm getting tired. *yawns* Heh, GO BRONCOS!! I love you guys! ^_^


Autumn Puppets
Dark wintering flowers bloom forth in late fall...
And the whole world opens up to endless bright skys!
Forceful winds move the dead leaves like puppets,
Dancing on strings unseen by watchful eyes.

Mounted on walls untouched by the humble,
Are trophies from hunts under the moon.
Look into glass eyes of those lonely faces
Who know their play with nature ended too soon.

Story books and childhood fantasies make way
For the coming of yellows and reds and blues...
And the laughter and humor die out quickly,
And their sunlight gives way to duller hues.

First frost alone does not stop the strong...
The hanged pig with the thread laced for a smile
Still flies in the dreams of Hell frozen over.
Where is the proverb to make winning worthwhile?

As the bare branches and cleared yards
Lay down for the snows to fall on them,
I reconsider my thoughts from the past.
Winter winds, pray I will not condemn.

Hah, wow, that one was totally random. Tell me what you think about that one!! PLEASE!! I rarely recieve feedback from the poems in my blog. The only way I can get better, is to figure out what I'm doing wrong. Love you ALL!!

Mmm... November...

Hola!! It's Wednesday afternoon. I'm all good. Today was a cool day. I didn't really do much, actually. Monday was much the same way, but I hung out with Dylan, Kay, and Mur that night. I say this lightly so no one dies from this information. Hah, I'm a riot. Then, uh, Tuesday was the day off. I slept in. w00t!! Then I made myself a big breakfast of eggs, bacon, toast, and chocolate milk. Delicious. Then I took a nice, long, really warm shower. Awesome. Dressed in some comfortable clothes and did some bio homework. Basically, I was online all day. Then I watched Titanic for however long that took. Good movie. I'll admit it, I actually cried!! And I've seen the end!! Yeah, there must be far too much emotional blockage if I cried during that movie. Mom and Dad ordered out for supper. I had ribs (my favorite food), a piece of steak, broccoli, fries, a roll, and a very odd strawberry-lime soda. Delicious. I love ribs. They are really messy, but SO TASTY!! Mmm... then Erik called toward the end and we watched some Star Trek, some South Park, and part of Terminator 2 together. Then he went to bed. Hah, for me not doing anything with my friends, it was a pretty good day.

Then today was OK. Up, to school, gym long, other boring classes, MUN afterwards. Where I chaired for the first time. GO ME!! Heh, wow, I've wanted to chair ever since I was, like, in 7th grade. Wasn't very good, most likely. That's cause everyone was OFF THE WALL with like excitement. About shadow economies?? Meh, maybe, maybe not. It's not THAT interesting of a topic. Oh, if anyone has suggestions about which conference to go to between February 14th I think and the start of April, I guess, then lemme know with details. Next meeting is Monday after school. AFTER THAT all meetings will be in the morning. Damn straight! Wow, breakfast with Mr Lebarbera. I'm bad. I'm oh, so baaaad. *looks innocent and Migeons Dylan.* TAKE THAT BIZ-NATCH!!

Tomorrow is Junior Ring Day!! I've wanted a class ring since 7th grade when I used to steal Castor's on the bus ride! And now I'll have one!! *cheers* Tomorrow will be awesome, y'all!! Don't forget to look for my poem. *is nervous*

Poetry?? POETRY?! GAH!! I have nothing... I'll try, but I have NOTHING..

Living with Balance

Perfection is a low excuse for seperation from the rest of humanity who dwells on the past and the future, but never focuses on the present, never sees the speed of things as they travel by like patient butterflies strapped to jet engines.
The reality of it is that while a thousand and one deaths may happen at any one moment, just as many, if not more births occur to counter the inbalance. Keep in mind here that a single person can be born, die, and be born again in an instant with something as simple and complicated all at once as a kiss.
Tolerance. It's hard to come by if you simply listen to yourself think. Look around you and you have a problem with someone's clothes, you stand in the hallway and get annoyed with someone who bumps into you, a million intolarances all stem from the most basic of all human misconceptions... the believe that your reality is the only one you'll ever know.
And, to arms my children. Where is this mindless speculation on the meaning of existance going? Truthfully, no one is quite sure. You can read this, but you have no clue in Hell as to where the author is going with this stupid rant. It's not going anywhere, in fact, it's staying right where it was written, just when it was read, and exactly how it was meant to be -- useless.
Of course, one might argue that this isn't a poem at all, merely a stupid essay on the universe and all its warped wonders. As to that, there is snickering in the background, for one never really knows if what they are seeing is beauty or if in fact, to someone on the other side of the world, they are watching the most hideous thing they can think of.
This is where beauty being in the eye of the beholder comes into play. What if the beholder has no eyes? What if there is a person who thinks nothing at all is beautiful? What if I'm going insane? What if the world is ending faster than it was before?
All in all, my confused thoughts about running from death as opposed to accepting it get snagged under one little branch, that branch being the age-old question of pure misunderstanding of destiny: Does fate exist or do I have free will? Fate gives me that ultimate sense of relief that I, personally, have no responsibility at all. Then again, free will gives me the sense that I can and will change the course of the cosmos forever and am walking an un-cut path.
Some would say, a person should not live in a world full of super novas, clouds, memories, and dreams. A person, should instead, try as hard as they can to make it to a place where they will never have to worry about those things again and will focus themselves entirely on their whole person, career, and loved ones. It's not that I don't enjoy thinking of these things, it is simply that mere observation of the existance of the time-space continuum and where the hell I fit into it all in my short, pathetic life on a small, pathetic planet, at the edge of a galaxy with no unique features whatsoever is enough to set your mind reeling on others things besides which soda to have at lunch, when your essay is due, and what time your ride home from school is coming.
Faith, keep it up. I don't think I quite got the picture yet...

Sunday Night

Killer weekend, guys! Mad props to everyone for the awesome-ness that came along with it. Hell, mad props to the fucking SUN, EARTH, AND MOON for a totally beautiful eclipse last night. Alight, I got me some shout-outs to do...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIK!! ^_^ Oh, man, I TOTALLY love The Stone Cold Truth. It's awesome. I hope you like yours... when I get it... Gah!! *feels lazy*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MING!! ^_^ Oooh, gal, I TOTALLY want you body... Wait, maybe that was too forward. Hah, wow... I got noting. Love ya!

Hmm... now onto actual business. Throughout the course of the last week I adopted a couple new Shelle-cepts (concepts that spin around in my head all the time) and they're pretty cool. First of all, the Wednesday Whores. Now, these were two people who ruined my perfectly good streak of me not being involved in anything soap-opera-ish for a good, long while. I was actually just talking to Kayla about (this happened Wednesday) how happy I was that I wasn't involved and I was gonna keep it that when, when PING! Up pops the damn IM to ruin my plan. Happened again to with rides and then with the movie Friday. Any one small thing that can change your entire already-predicted plan in your mind is what I like to call a "Wednesday Whore." What I mean to say is, a Wednesday Whore is the small element, the tiny little glitch, the one bump that throws off your entire well-layed-out and carefully crafted plan you have to make everything go swimmingly. How utterly annoying!! Ok, the next Shelle-cept is really a continuation of what I've been doing for months, I just fine-tuned it down to the reality level. While sitting outside all alone on Meghan's back porch yesterday night before Rocky Horror Picture Show, I was so frustrated, cold, and moved by the eclipse that I spontaneously spoke poetry to no one in particular. Here is where the full-out concept of whispers in the dark really made their impact. I had been hearing sounds from her neighbor's back yard, and I figured it was a dog, but for all I know someone could have been out there listening to me... Then, I looked up at her neighbor's fence and there's this shadowy figure just standing there. If it really was someone (and it really did look like a person in the second backyard over) then they had climbed something and were leaning over their fence to listen to me. If it was just a tree, then I really was just talking to the darkness. I don't think it was someone, because I didn't get that prickly feeling on the back of your neck when you know someone is watching you. I jus sorta stared at the figure and kept on talking. Whispers in the dark... I couldn't say them directly to someone's face, I just have to speak to the darkness and if someone is out there who can hear me, fine, if not then fine again. Fine as usual, but I really wish someone HAD heard me. That was some damn good writing. There's another concept I could speak about, but shy, sexy grins and a dozen long-stem red roses plus the song American Pie and a lone hawk drove that one completely from my mind. Maybe it's a sense of peace you can only find surrounded by your friends in a cozy house with an eclipse above you while watching a heart-warming movie. Maybe not.

Next topic: Hmm... what to speak of? Friday was cool!! I had a lot of fun and even though it was only my SECOND time seeing Revolutions, I could quote the really cool part at the end with Smith... Nevermind, you'll know what I'm talking about when you see it. That was killer. But there were one too many Wednesday Whores for me. Hah, umm... what else? Oh, Applebees was great! Erik gave me Stone Cold Steve Austin's book and it's FRIKIN GREAT! You all must read it (when I'm done, that is...) because I know you'd love it. Then... I don't even know what happened. All I know is that it was suddenly 1 in the morning on Saturday and I needed to go to sleep. So I did. Got up at 8 in the morning Saturday, thanks to Will whose alarm clock will be properly beaten next time I meet it. Damn you, power, damn you for going out!! Whatever, I got about an hour more sleep once he went to work and then I got up. Did some cleaning, some card-making for Meghan (HAPPY FRIKIN BIRTHDAY, YA BRAT! Hehehe...), and some packing and buying of food. And, yes, to all whom it may concern: I AM STILL VERY, VERY BITTER ABOUT THE MISSING MILANOS! Meghan, you know what to buy me for Christmas now. Heh, yeah... *ahem* Meghan's party was cool. Some weird shit going on there, wow, tensions are FAR TOO HIGH around here, if you know what I mean. And you all do. Because you're all very bright little children. Sorry to people who didn't like Fight Club or Rocky Horror. I liked 'em both, but I dunno... Fight Club takes a lot of thought to follow it. It reminded me too much of Donny Darko(REALLY GOOD MOVIE) so I didn't enjoy the end as much. It was too obvious. I like just the concept of the fight club as opposed to the whole plot thing. Whatever. And I was deeply saddened that they ruined one of the pretty boys' face!! Which is why I was sooo glad to see Rocky afterwards. *drools*

Mmm... so... good weekend all-in-all. Lots of good movie and fun times, fun times. Wow, I just looked at my open bio book and nearly fell over. All this kidney info is driving me NUTS!! And, no, this has NOTHING to do with the pirate joke, I really am going crazy from all this research on the excretory system. WHO REALLY CARES HOW MANY LITERS OF BLOOD MY KIDNEYS FILTER A DAY OR WHICH MACROMOLECULES THE SELECTIVELY PERMEABLE MEMBRAINE IN MY NEHPHONS WILL NOT ALLOW PASSAGE TO OR WHERE DISTAL TUBULE CONNECTS TO TE PROMIMAL TUBULE AFTER THE LOOP OF HENRY DURING THE STEPS OF REABSORPTION AND SECRETION FOR THE PRODUCTION OF URINE??! *pants* Wow, yeah, far too much info. Saw a really cute kid working at Taco Bell today. And did some awesome Night-Driving-on-Franklin-Street-parking-at-Shaw's-Combo-Deal manuvering with the Volvo. I love that car!! Heh, well, Monday tomorrow... No school Tuesday, then Wednesday with MUN, and Thursday's Junior Ring Day with mock trial books coming in, and we're back to another fun-filled Friday. November's just moving way too fast!! Wow, I'm out... No poetry today either. WAY too tired for that. Nighty!

Driving in the rain...

Hmmm... so, it's Thursday, my favorite day of the week. Today was really, really good despite some ups & some downs. Lemme go over the ups first so you can all be happy!

Ok, the ups. It's my favorite day of the week! YAY!! That's always fun. I got my math test back. Instead of doing awful on it like I thought I would, I did alright. I got an 83. I was really proud of myself for getting the extra credit, too!! Hehe. What else? OOhh, left-over excitement from seeing the Matrix: Revolutions last night and having bragging rights about seeing it the day it came out. That was cool. And, no, don't pay attention to Erik or Steve. Morpheus does NOT kill the Oracle... Heh, it was a good try on their part, however. We had the people in line at the movie theater looking horror-stricken. What else was good? I had a good dream (for once) before I woke up, so that was cool. I wrote a poem last night for Junior Ring Day (ONE WEEK EVERYONE!!) and Olivia's gonna put it in the little pamphlet thing for everyone for the mass. I'm really nervous, cause I've never had my work published (haha, like that's considered published!!) before... What if people hate it?! Whatever, tell me what you think next Thursday. We has Model UN after school. One of the best meetings in the history of the club, I would like to declare. Will's a pretty good chair. I wanna chair sometime soon, though, because I never have and I think it would be awesome. Mr LaBarbera really got into the debate and we actually got a bunch of new people to speak up. I was filled with much happiness!! Then, I drove home in the rain. It was really, actually. The whole time I could only think about the peanutbutter icecream I had at home... I was really craving some. And I just ate it. Believe me, it was good. Also, I talked to Pat and no arguement ensued. That's gotta be a record... All in all, today was a really good day!

Now for the downs... First of all: other people. Haha, what a generic statement, eh? Well, it's true. I read Ming's lj and I just totally got depressed. How sad was that?! And Steve's has been just as depressing lately. Daine's was earlier in the week, but it's better now I guess. Sarah's been outta it, so has Xandra. I'm really worried about Alex and his grandmother!! *whimpers* I'm giving him a huge hug when I see him next. And everyone else has just been acting really down for some reason. *sigh* What else? Oh, I was just thinking how depressing of a month November is. All the trees are bare, the sky has been gray for a week, it's been really rainy and it's getting colder and colder. I was just looking out the window during econ and it was a downer because of the bleak, gray sky and bare trees. Whatever... random thoughts. Anything else? Hmm... I guess not. Unless you count aftermath anger and frustration from random people in Blacksburg, VA hating me. I hate when people hate me. Thus, I hate that whole situation. Which I don't wanna get into. I'm really sorry to anyone I bitched at about that (yeah, even Sam and Courtney) shit because that just added to a pretty moody day. Haha. OMG... why is it ALWAYS younger girls named Courtney or Sam that I have issues with over guys?! Christ! (**Note: this is now in reference to Pat, Will, and Barry. Hah, no one would get the full connection anyway, why did I bother saying that?)

Alrighty... On a different note entirely: the Matrix was REALLY REALLY good. I'm gonna agree with Steve on this and say I liked the second one better than this, but that's the way it is for all trilogies, isn't it? I mean, everyone likes The Empire Strikes Back better, right? The only movies this rule does not apply to is the Indiana Jones movies, cause Temple of Doom was the worst, unfortunately. Anything else?? OOohhh, good luck to everyone in the Fall Concert tonight. You're all gonna KICK-ASS, believe me!

Oook... I think that's it. Maybe, maybe not. Do, do, do, do, do... I'm bored. And I don't feel like writing, so you'll all have to take a hike and read some REAL poets for a change. Heh, ok, go broncos. You all know what that means...

when the truth hurts...

The Beast


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Wow. Daine will agree. It's soooo true and soooo sad. Hehehe, I'm such a sucker for a guy in power. Or... with presence or something. Nevermind.

And so starts another Sunday...

Folks, allow me to brag. Please. I HAD THE BEST MODEL UN CONFERENCE EVER!! Ok, maybe not the best. The commitee wasn't as good as BUMUN's was, but it doesn't matter. A kickass of a time, lemme tell you!! I'll start right from when we left school. Erik and I had been counting the weeks, then the days, then the HOURS, then the MINUTES until UCMUN would officially start... Bell rang at the end of Economics and Will, Erik and I actually jumped up and cheered (after wishing Vanessa a good bio class... hehehe... there's no limit to our evils!) and ran to get our bags and met everyone in the north commons... Then we walked out of the school for good. On to the real trip...

Day 1! Surprise, surprise! Because Mr. LeBarbera had such manners on the phone they gave us a coach bus on the ride down instead of a school bus. How awesome is that?! Lemme tell you: HELLA AWESOME!! So... finally he learned my name. Gah, how long did that take??! I'm only at EVERY MEETING! Hehehe... so the chaperones were LeBarbera, Julia, Mrs. Holland, and Mrs. Barry. The latter two followed us in a car, so there were only two chaperones on the bus and, lets face, it they're pratically students anyway, so it was a great ride down there. We stopped at Wendy's/McDonalds for lunch. Yummy Wendy's!! Will ran across the street to Blockbuster and rented Fight Club. I had never seen it and, unfortunatly, we only watched half of it because Sir LeBarbera decided it was inappropriate for us to watch. Hehehe... he had a valid point, being a moderator and all, but it was disappointing none-the-less. Anyway, more riding down there. The innuendos increased, as did the excitement! I can't describe the feelings... it's like you have the smell of the bus, the feeling of your friends around you, the bus actually moving somewhere, music playing in your ears, school behind you, a hotel and conference in front of you, and food being eaten everywhere you look... I dunno, it's too cool for words. Maybe I'm the only one who feels that excitement from conferences, maybe not. Anyway, we got to the hotel, checked in, and got to our rooms. The room arrangement was actually pretty well layed out. The chaperones were close, but not too close, and I got room with Ming and Dae, so that was awsome! We all changed into our nice delagate clothing and drove over to the conference to check in and went to opening ceremonies. w00t!! We're finally there. Then dinner (here's where all the jokes started...) and then the first commitee session for 4 hours. Dinner was Dae, Meghan, Erik, and I (Mrs. Barry for a little while) downstairs in the cafeteria. We had LOTS of good jokes there and got lots of conversing about who-knows-what done. Oh, by the way, we were all in committee together. Daine was Germany, Erik was Columbia (and Ham), Meghan was Brazil, and I was Turkey. First commitee session was good. Very productive. I got up to speak a couple times, made some parlimentary inquiries, tried to get in discussion with South Africa and South Korea (who turned out to be the top two delegates in the committee), did some other stuff. We had WAY MORE unmoderated caucuses than I've ever had. Which was good, cause it gave me time to visit Mr. LeBarbera who basically sat on the couch the whole time. Hehe... then session 1 got out at 11 o'clock and we got on the bus and drove back to the hotel. Bed time was 12:30, but everyone was tired anyway... So no complaints!

Day 2! Woke up at 7, took a shower, got dressed, grabbed my stuff for committee, left the room and joined Timmy, Senor LeBarbera, and Sean in the hallway. We all went for breakfast where I had an english muffin! Then we all got on the bus and stayed in session from 9 to 12:30. Then there was the lunch break, where we all walked to the SUB and had Subway(haha, get it?!). Walking back, Mikey informed us that only people with nuts can feed the squirrels. And he commented on some guy with no shirt on. We informed him that it's ok for some people to do that. And he asked if he could. We fully supported THAT resolution. And then Daine refered to me as Sweetcheeks. LOL. Everyone knows where THAT went... Anyway... Back to committee. Here's the longest one... 2 to 7!!! GAH!! That's 5 straight hours in session!! And I totally got sick from my Subway sandwich so I spent the unmoderated caucases hanging outside with the chaperones. Anyway, finally session 3 let out at 7 and we went back to the hotel. We all ordered pizza (or chinese food and that turned out BAD) and sat around the guy's room watching Halloween: H20. Hella fun! People got sick from the chinese, unfortunatly. That was the only real problem on the trip... people not feeling well. Meh. So, bed time was 12 and I promptly fell asleep as soon as I got back to my room.

Day 3! Up at 6 AM, all packed, broght my stuff downstairs and ate breakfast. We were on the road a little late and got to session a bit late (like 16 minutes), but Ryan Banks was late, too, and in my committee anyway there were no lights so we were waiting for people to fix that. Session 4 was good... we got 2 resolutions passed on countries' policies on accepting refugees. And then we had brunch. And saw Mr. Chuck for some reason. Which meant a walk to Store24/Subway (I swear to god, I saw about 6 different Subways on this trip!) where I only got a soda cause I wasn't hungry and I sat outside with Mr. Lebarbera for like 20 minutes watching him eat his wrap and talking about whatever... Cats or cows or his friends or whatever. Then back for session 5, where 10 minutes before we were supposed to leave we went into voting procedure and passed 3 resolutions (ammendments and all) in time for closing ceremonies. Wow. Yeah. That's the quickest voting I've ever seen. Hah! Closing ceremonies, then the ride home on a school bus, then to Prout. Bye to everyone not going to Jack's!! Then to JACK'S HALLOWEEN PARTY!! Which was hella fun, btw, to everyone who went. Sorry I was sooooo outta it. I was really tired! Got picked up around 10:45 and then went home for the first time since Thursday morning. End of trip.

As most people will agree, that was the best trip with the best ending ever. Wow. Amazing!! I left out a helluva lot of stuff, but that's ok. I'll add quotes from UCMUN later, but now I'm just gonna post this and see if people enjoy or hate it. Hehehe....

Don't give me that look
And say...
heartbreaking experiences.