Day 94

Hello!

Today was the last day of midterms, and I can't say I feel all that confident. I feel okay. Just okay though.

Because I obviously didn't get any homework, I spent my night watching Gossip Girl. I'll spare you the details, but I'm quickly agreeing with Eleanor. Chuck is entirely better than Nate, even if Nate is pretty...  Oh Gossip Girl.

I'm going to bed. I may revise this post later or something when I actually remember what happened today. Currently, I can only think of Chuck, Blair, and how much Serena upsets me.

Bye

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

Day 93

Hey!

I'm not going to write a long post today, because I'm going to be a responsible young lady and get a good night's rest for my SCARY Science and Math midterms tomorrow.

Also, if you would believe how angry I am, the highest grade in the class for the a *certain* midterm was a 73! There were 100 questions on that test, so basically the person who did the best (and that is so not me) got 27 questions wrong. I'm not going to allow myself to complain or make a big fuss, I'm simply making an observation. The highest grade was a 73, that's all I'm saying. 73. I CAN'T FAIL A MIDTERM. I CAN'T FAIL ANYTHING PERIOD. I'm panicking, guys. I'm really panicking.

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;(

Day 92

Hey!!!

So, today I took my Health and French midterms. Health was... Eek. French was a breeze. I need practice concentrating I noticed. I always get sidetracked.

Wow... Today was pretty boring.

I am obsessed with a song called, "The Wanting Comes in Waves/Repaid" by The Decemberists. It's really good ( you know, I think so).

While I was listening to the song, I was sort of reminded by my lack of ambition in certain aspects. I don't mean serious lack of ambition, I mean... Well I'll try and explain and hopefully you'll understand.

So, the song begins with a guy singing to a bit of a slow tempo, then the song kind of picks up and all of the other instruments begin playing. The chorus begins and you hear back up singing "ooooh oooooh oh oooh". Anyways, I love that part. As with most songs I like, I try and imagine actually singing it. In my little daydream of singing this song, I wanted to sing back up. Just like with every other song. I always want to sing the harmony or the "ooooh oooh". That's weird, right? Why sing back up when you can be center stage? It reminds me of how I have practically zero desire to have an actual career. Career. Ugh. What is a career, anyway?

I think that if I ever won the lottery I would never get a job. I might teach. I might do publishing. Maybe, I could be one of those costume designers whose work I appreciate so much, who always make the clothing that people are wearing on films match the background. Do you ever look out for stuff like that while you're watching a program? I do, I love the color combinations.
Maybe I could design book covers. I'd like to own a book/tea shop. Grace and I have that all planned out, she's going to own the bakery next door. In my book shop, the floors would be blue, and the bookcases would be pretty mahogany. There would be a wall of picture frames and candles that would never be lit ( books are flammable). . There would be squishy armchairs and cute tables. The building would be brick with ivy on the outside and long windows. That would be such a wonderful little place. I would have dozens of different kinds of teas available. Really exotic stuff, too.

Oh that would be so awesome. I could go to work, pour myself a cup of tea, sit in an armchair and write a novel or something. That would be amazing. I wonder if I'd ever be good enough or committed enough to write a novel. I hope so. Maybe I'd get rich and then I wouldn't need to win the lottery. I'm rambling. I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore. Am I meant to sing back up? Or do I just convince myself that center stage is too hard? What am I talking about?

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

Day 91

Woah, I forgot. I'll fix this tomorrow.

Reminder: song, soccer, midterm, game, confession 

Day 90

HELLO!

Today I went to the competition at Rutgers.

I had to be at school by 7:15.
Celeste was going to pick me up at 7:05.
I woke up at 7:01.

I basically jumped up, and while I was brushing my teeth in the dark (turning on the lights would have taken too long), I was also putting on leggings and boots, and the skirt and tee that I was planning to wear.

I jumped into Celeste's car at 7:06, because I am freaking amazing. I'm just amazing like that. As soon as her mom began to drive away, I looked down at what I was wearing.

I was wearing a pair of legging/jeans, with a dress, a tee shirt on top, my old Uggs that have a hole in the front, and an old lady green sweater. OH MY GOD.

Celeste looked at my jeans and dress and tee shirt combo and said, "It's one or the other, Yasmine".

I ended up making the best of it with the jeans and tee shirt. Ugh.

The competition itself seems like it was days ago, because I slept on the bus, effectively wiping my memory of all events.

I'm in New York now. My uncle has been helping me etudier pour mon examen Francais (I really hope that that's right) . We also played Monopoly, which is the superior board game. I love Monopoly. You don't want to play Monopoly with me unless you feel like arguing. I'm going to tell you a little secret: I sometimes cheat, but I'm so good at it that no one ever finds out! Heeheheheheheheee... I try not to though, because I know that it's naughty, but I'm just so sneaky sometimes that I can't help it.

Sometimes I wonder if their are spies watching my every move, planning on recruiting me. I wonder if perhaps they sit around and listen to how quietly I can walk up the stairs.

Speaking of boardgames, on Thursday we played a Taboo US History in US History, believe it or not. And guess who won out of all of the classes? Me of course! My partner Shannon too, obviously. We're a good team, Shannon and I. We're partners for everything. Anyways, the other team was made up of Rai, and a friend named Riaz. Anyways, Shannon (who is crazy competitive) and I had to keep constant vigilance over them because they kept "forgetting" to give us points. We beat them really bad in the end though. When the teacher asked everyone for their points, Riaz kept shouting that we had cheated. Stupid. Shannon and I didn't cheat, we're just smart is all. Whenever I pass by Riaz in the hallway now, I pull the paper with our tally marks on it out of my pocket while he usually shouts that I'm a cheater. I swear that I didn't cheat though. You believe me, right?

Right?

Oh, come on.

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

This was such an obnoxious post, I hope that you know that I'm kidding! 

Day 89

Hello!

Today, I went to rehearsal after school and I found out that my scene for tomorrow's competition has been pulled out.

You know, I guess I should have been a little bit upset, but I seriously wasn't at all. I understood why. We had taken on a very complex scene, and we need more time than just two weeks to perfect it.

More importantly, my Aunt Cindy had her daughter today! Her name is Karly! I have no idea how much she weighs or anything like that. Everyone was hoping that Karly was going to be a boy (my aunt didn't want to know). Secretly though, I had a feeling that it was going to be a girl. I just knew it.
Aquarians United!

Today is also my Grandpa's birthday! Yes, that was planned. Karly was born by C-section. Happy Birthday Karly! Happy Birthday Grandpa!

BYE!

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)

Day 88

Hello!

So, I'm writing this on the Saturday after, even though this was supposed to be written on Thursday. Anyways, I realize that I really need to make sure to post on the day of, because trying to remember what I did is just hopeless.

The whole entire point of this blog is to hopefully make everyday immortal. I like going back and reading about events that I would have forgotten about. It's what makes this so fun.

-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)