My zip file of "The Young Machines" by Her Space Holiday seems to have disappeared. Can anyone help out a sister out? Thank you!

Saturday was a lot of fun. Minus the "waking up like it was any other school day" thing and taking the PSATs. But after that Emily, Lizz, and I "treated" ourselves to KFC aka mutant chickeny goodness. Emily said my mashed potato bowl looked like vomit. She was right. Who knew vomit could be so scrumptious? Then there was a series of parks and swingsets until 12:30 when my mom said she wanted me home. Crazy? Maybe. But it was actually because she wanted to me to help her pick out birthday present(s) for Emersynn.

Lord knows why she asked me. You think the woman would remember that her own daughter was a tomboy and wanted nothing to do with girlie toys. Anyways. We got her The Little Mermaid doll. It is awfully cute. Annnnd Lizz and Emily spent the night. 'Twas fun. Those two are truly my best friends at school. I love them.

But after being horrified by all the little girl toys and then going to Dillards so my mom could get some makeup, I've come to two vital conclusions.

1)I will never ever never ever buy my daughter an unrealistic doll. Barbies are ludicrous. And if she's anything like me, she will despise them once their heads just happen to pop off. And those Bratz dolls? Those are breeding grounds for snobby, prissy, premature sluts. I'm sorry. It's true. They're saying it's okay to be a brat. And it's not. So there. There's my beef on that.

2)The women who work at department store makeup counters are some of the most shallow females ever. Virtually everytime I'm in that environment, I hear at least 5 gossipy comments about customers or the rivalry over at the next makeup counter, where they are surely having the same conversation. They load their faces up with cake for the sake of beauty when they are so ugly inside. So there. There's my beef on that.

[The ad on the side of this screen is mesmerizing...-drool-]

I had one of those mental breakdown days Monday. It was like, 8 o'clock, I had been working on homework since I got home and had about 2 hours in front of me. And I just, sort of...broke down. And started crying. I felt really petty afterwards. But at the time it was a tradgedy!

I'm really looking forward to Friday though! Emily (different then aforementioned) and I are going to get coffee then we're seeing the Goldwater show! I miss her and Vivian so much. Haven't seen Emily since August, and Vivian since...longer :[

I have reason to believe he's avoiding the issue. But since I've been warned that I might be drunk-dialed, I hope he's the type who is awfully truthful when drunk.

Grades for the quarter came out yesterday. 3 As and 3 Bs, all of which were in AP classes. My GPA: 4.17. Is this enough for my mother? Of course not. She asked what those Bs were about and I replied that the classes are harder then last year but that I'm really trying and that I still have above a 4.0 GPA. She said if I made excuses now, that it would just get worse. My dad called me today while he was at work and I was blasting Broken Social Scene in my room just to say that he's "proud to call me his daughter". Sometimes I really wish my mother would take my feelings and POV into account :/

Hahahaha. Retake photos came out today. Soooo much better. Except my boobs look HUGE. Which is ridiculous since I'm just at an A. Maybe they only look huge to me. After all, they are attached to me chest.

The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou was SO GOOD. I loved it. The soundtrack. The characters. Everything.

Steve:Son of a bitch, I'm sick of these dolphins.

Hahahahah. OR.

Jane: I'm going to have to start locking my effing door.
Steve: It was locked, I kicked it in. Why don't you just curse like other people?
Jane: Because I'm trying to get out of the habit before I have my fucking baby.

Hahahahah. Maybe you just have to see it to get it. But the best scene has the prettiest Sigur Ros song in it. Evar. I've been listening to it all night.

And, yes, I AM avoiding the issue mentioned in the previous post.

Mark this, LiveJournal, as the day that I, Hannah Elizabeth Milne the First (not to say that there's a Second or ever will be), can officially say that boys suck. Especially when you can't stay angry at them because they are so effortlessly logical and understanding while they break your heart, or maybe even just bruise it up a bit.

18 days. That's the record to beat. Fuck that. I really don't feel like breaking that record anytime soon with anybody else.

I feel like such a typical over-emotional, over-hopeful, "Watch me wallow in self pity" girl right now, and I hate it. I fucking despise it.

If you feel the need to comment this entry with a long slew of insults you're slinging at him, don't. If you're going to say, "ohhh bebbeh gurl, don't youz worri 'bout him u r perfect", don't. However, if you're going to comment this with some vulgar bathroom humor or astonishing, but little known fact, please do.

Haven't done a +/- update in a...well, a really long time.

-Friends at school are shallow and superficial.
+Friends outside of school remain amazing.
+Making new, more desirable friends at school.
-Is probably a terrible person for doing so, but I don't really give a damn.
-My mother treats me like I'm 10 sometimes most of the time.
-I don't really care about my classes and have developed the worst attention span on the face of this earth. Of course this happens during my most important year of high school -headdesk-
+Nevertheless I'm doing well in them...?
+I have unlimited texting now! TEXT AWAY, ladies and germs!
+I think I've become a lot more outgoing this year. The good kind. Not the, "HEY GUYS, LOOK AT ME WHILE I SHOVE THESE FRIES UP MY NOSE! AREN'T I SO FUNNY?" outgoing. Okay.

I...really can't think of much more.
5+ 4-
All in all live is much better than half-and-half scores.

But I reallllly want to know is how everyone else is doing.

NAHID AND DANNY!
I hope your birthdays were splendifirous.

EDIT: If anybody knows any layout sites that look good with the advertisements, could you share please? This? This just isn't looking to good. Ya dig?

I. Love. Tapes 'N Tapes. I can't even get over it. Listen. Now.

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And I can't wait to see The Science of Sleep. Watch. Now.

Poor, little livejournal. Hasn't experienced a lengthy update in quite some time. Today is your lucky day livejournal! Long update for you!

-journal wags tail-

It's like Christmas. So here's a mandatory first-week-of-school update:

( I COULD DO IT AGAIN, I COULD DO IT WITH POISE! )

And yeah. That's about it for school. But let me just say this:

I'M GOING TO THE RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS CONCERT ON MONDAY!!!

My mom got the tickets from work! So me and my sister are going. It's not like front row floor seat though. It's like, business suite above the stage. Hmph.

Disneyland was fantastic. But so friggin HUMID. The fact that I saw Larry King on the last day made up for absolutely everything.

Only 9 more days of groundation.
I can do it.
I can pull through.

I felt like I was robbing a bank today or something. But the fact he gives me more reasons to like him made the feeling okay.

This entry sucks like a baby to a teet.

Off to Disneyland tomorrow. See you guys Sunday. Praying I'll see the dinosaurs again!






Oh. I reallllly love Eisley's new video for "Memories". It gave me chills the first time I watched it. God, those boys are attractive. To me at least. And those girls are beautiful.

Byeee :]