This is getting ridiculous. Bday is stuck-in-my-brain. Please... give me a second of freedom from these crazy daydreams... though, since I enjoy them, it seems somehow wrong to be protesting. Oh...
I probably just woke everybody in the house up by showering at 1:15 AM. I didn't mean for it to get this late! I got distracted by Oasis and THESE INFERNAL DAYDREAMS! That I like. Sigh.
Bah, humbug. I am quickly becoming obsessed with Bday girl, who I've tried to mention ALAIHP (As Little As Is Humanly Possible) but... I can't. Gahhhh... Clueless embarassed me in front of gaj today. Clueless and I were walking in through a doorway. Bday was simultaneously walking out that doorway. Clueless: "HI, Bday!" (Clueless doesn't even know Bday! I just talk about gaj too much...) And I almost fainted but said, "Hello." We walked away quickly and Clueless started laughing at the expression on my face :D I bet I looked really funny...
So... I can get away with posting another journal in three hours or so? Seriously, this is ALL about yesterday, I wrote this out in my brain yesterday, but for reasons that will be explained in a moment I couldn't post it yesterday. So... let's pretend it's 19-20-10. Tiiime machiiine...
No kidding. It was the stupidest Advent candle lighting EVER.
1st of all, it's Saturday, but for complicated reasons we lit it today.
2. Nobody in my family seems to know the words to any of the songs.
I went over to my friend's house today for gaj's birthday, and ate waaay too much cake. Oh-this friend needs a name. How 'bout Jayjay, as gaj's obsessed with the letter 'j' and I like how Jayjay looks. Jayjay's the one who I actually succeeded in coming out to, with the game Life? Remember gaj? Yes, that one. Best friend eveeeer. Anyway, it's gaj's birthday soon, and we ate cake. We plan to have some sort of sleepover, and if that actually happens I shall not be Oasisizing later. Both fortunately and unfortunately I ate too much cake and made myself sick. So... I get a chance to recuperate.
So... bleh. Not all that much to say... Though I'm slightly annoyed with my mother.
Mother: "You're a girl!"
Me: "I'm a GAJINDIAK!"
Mother: "You've got the biological structure of a girl, therefore, you are a girl."
Me: "I told you already! I'm a gajindiak! I've told you gajindiaks can have either biological structure! Anyway, biological structure means almost nothing!"
Me: "Oh, never mind. I'm tired. I'll go to bed now." (go to bed=sneak onto Oasis at midnight.)
So, Clueless knows. And... has resorted to almost-blackmail. After school, Clueless was taking the English analogy test in the nearly-deserted classroom.
"Tell me, is this answer A or D?" (Clueless doesn't really want or expect me to tell gaj, but enjoys annoying me.)
"I'm not telling you or you'll get disqualified."
"I'll tell her (gestures to other girl in room) about the email if you don't!"
Well, it sure took you long enough, Clueless. I talked to and e-mailed you Saturday and you respond Tuesday? Really?
So, in Science I was sitting at a table with Clueless as well as 2 boys who I'll call T and M because I'm currently not in a creative mood. M and I were the only people in the history of our English teacher to get 100% on some analogy test, apparently, and the teacher made a big deal about it. T remarked, "How perfect. This table gets one male, one female genius." Clueless shot me a look that asked, 'Are you really going to go into this now?' And... I did.
Well, before I get to the actual topic, I'd like to freak out about something. GAJINDIAK SHOWS UP ON GOOGLE, A LOT! I thought of this problem today and just tested it. All of my gajindiak-related posts show up when you click to show omitted results, and 4 show up when you don't. Anyone I know might easily Google 'gajindiak' randomly! They will be taken directly to Oasis! Ohno... I've decided to start giving non-oasians the wrong spelling for 'gajindiak'. I'll subsitute a 'g' for the 'j' and a 'c' for the 'k'. Aah...
I had a long conversation with my mother about why why WHY I hate cell phones, and how I really, really don't want the one gaj gave me for an early Christmas present.
Gaj's argument: I need to know where you are when you're walking around town with your friends, you'll be able to contact me if you need something, you'll be able to text your friends, and such.
Well, I am unsure of whether I have failed or suceeded. It's... interesting. Well, I was planning to see if I could get together with Other and Clueless (who really need new names) today to come out to them, and I sorta did... Well, today I decided to do away with gender-specific pronouns as much as possible, and refer to everyone as 'gaj', male or female or gajindiak. Yay for gajindiakism. So, we all went to Other's house and goofed around harmlessly for a while, then went to see the 'variety show' some performancey-types at our school were in.
I'm home sick from school. Yipee. I'm not all that sick, though. Just a mild fever, tiredness, and a really painful throat. And I am bored out of my mind. Blehhhhh...
Since I'm sick and it's uncertain whether I have strep or not, I probably will not be able to go do something with Clueless and Other Friends, which is too bad because I wanted to come out to them this weekend. (I'm pretty sure Clueless will threaten Other's life if she tells anyone, so I'm pretty safe in that regard.)
Well the first thing I want to say is, centerfielder08, please log on because you're scaring me. Has anyone heard from him recently? I'm beginning to get really, really worried.
#2: Is anybody else paranoid when it comes to others finding out about Oasis? I dreamed last night that my teachers traced my Internet and when they saw what I'd said on Oasis they refused to accept any more homework and gave me all C's, which would really mess up my life.
See, I intended to post this last night but I was so exhausted I fell asleep immediately. So here is the thing that's causing me to hate my friends, who I've complained about before, Clueless Friend and Other Friend! We were all at Other Friend's house until 10:30 or so last night. Something random activity-wise we did was Google Image our first names. Just to see whaat showed up. For Clueless Friend's, there was a lingerie company, with a LOT of models wearing far too little on Google Images. Disgusted, I said, "Why is it neccesary to have these on Google?
There's a thought that's been floating around in my head... one of the simplest yet most astounding things to think about.