Also, it's amazing how little people want to learn. (Referring to yesterday.)

It never fails to amaze me... the unparalleled ignorance and stupidity of the people around me. They also seem quite xenophobic, condemning anything they don't know about as "stupid" and "gay" simply out of ignorance. People without intelligence lack tolerance as well. At least this is how it seems. It's pitiful, the fact that these people are going to go on and live their lives out under a shroud of ignorance. It's too bad they couldn't have just opened their eyes to the world and took a bit of it in.

It's remarkable how similar "The Crucible" parallels society today.

It's weird, now that I'm spending a lot of time pouring my heart and soul into the other grouplog.... I have to spend a lot more time thinking about it... I feel somewhat obligated to make sure what I say is reasonable, and follows the flow of the other posts because it's not just all me and random. It's an experience. Har har. "pouring my heart and soul" ha ha.

It's tough being me. When you've got as many weird medical problems as I do, your perspective on being mildy sick and missing school becomes very different. My sister will often attempt to use a tiny cough as an excuse to not go to school. I personally wouldn't do that. Perhaps it's not my perspective as a result of being diagnosed with weird things, but as a result of a higher value for education, possibly to compensate for whatever physical talents I lack. Of course, that sounds a bit weird considering that in the past I've been a big advocate of not going to school because it's quite often a waste of time. Maybe I just like my teachers better this year. Also, maybe it's just that I like having something to do, even if it's not necessarily towards any distinct goal.

I've got bendy bones, in a manner of speaking, in the sense that I've got Ehlers-Danlos syndrome type III. There's a fibrous growth in my right tibia that should be bone, and it might be termed a benign tumor, although it's not really a tumor so to speak. When I was younger I had a slight facial tick... it's just kind of weird. I've also got cold sores around my eyes instead of around my mouth, and when it shows up, it's usually accompanied by conjunctivitis. Most notably of everything, and related to EDS3, is my deformed left knee. It grew funny, and now when I bend my leg, the kneecap slides right out of place. The muscles are aligned wrong, there's no groove in my bone to keep it where it's supposed to be, my tibia is attatched slightly crooked, and the worst part of all of this is the result.

I use my knee as an excuse. An excuse to be lazy, and not do things. And, I also suffer the consequence of teetering on the edge of unhealthily lazy. I gotta change this. But right now... more so, I need to be getting ready for school. As the second youngest junior in my high school... I'm not going to be driving myself around until May 26 `01 at the very earliest. The only person younger than me cheated (Tim). He skipped a grade.

Wow. I need some more time today, so I can write an essay for this.

I truly and deeply hate my siblings and her friends. Well I don’t truly hate them, however they really bother me, actually, not even they really bother me, it’s really just my sister. Consider this… well, don’t consider anything. She’s really quite irritating, she has little/no consideration for anybody else except for herself and her friends.

She completely disregards any shred of civility she might have in order to get what she wants. If your have a conflicting opinion, or even if you don’t, if you do something which she doesn’t understand, or has some sort of curiosity about, she whole heartedly believes that she is entitled to whatever she damn well pleases. This gets on my nerves. For example, I was typing this with her directly behind me, so I was typing it in MS word for copying and pasting to blogger, and I was doing it @ size 4 font rendering it illegible. She turns around, and says “what’s that dorkus?” What kind of person asks that and expects a reasonable answer. You don’t insult people and then ask them for things. Kind of like I don’t insult you, your family, your religion, etc. and then ask if I can borrow some money.

Luckily for me, my youngest sister isn’t like this… so usually, when the one who bothers me a lot starts harassing people, we can come up with a good set of insults and contradictions to her claims to make her shut up and stop bitching. It’s a good thing it works like that.

e-gads. I need a new expression of disbelief. I also need a better way to express laughter through text (while "chatting"), but, that's not the subject of today's post. It is currently 4:00 in the afternoon, and I have a lot of things left to do. I already regret going over to a friends house yesterday for a long night of playing silly LAN games. I haven't gotten enough sleep, and, I have a paper to write, a very large quantity of physics problems to solve, a lot of reading to do in order to be prepared for a discussion in class regarding some interesting historical lawsuits about journalism, and I want to do a lot of other stuff tonight to, like get a decent night's sleep. So, I've got until about 10:00 tonight, leaving me about 6 hours now, not counting the hour that's going to be consumed because of dinner. So... that brings me down to 5 hours.

So, why am I blogging? I suppose that is the question, and the answer is this. I felt like getting some stuff off of my mind, this is helping me organize my thoughts, and I'm simply figuring out how I'm going to get everything done tonight. Ideally, it would go something like this: I'll spend the next 1.5-2 hours writing a first draft of my essay, after which I will go upstairs to spend a hour and a bit doing physics problems. This brings me to about 7:00 tonight. I'm assuming we'll have an early dinner, and eat then (early in my house is 7:00... normal is 8:00, a bit crazy). After dinner, I'll be able to go back to work on my essay, hammering out the final draft. After I've finished that essay, I'll do my journalism homework, and spend whatever time I have left between then and 11:00 to finish my physics and get to sleep. Ideally, I'll have finished the physics earlier and be able to get to sleep a lot closer to 10:00 in an attempt to get 8 hours of sleep (seeing as I usually have to wake up at 6:00 in order to get a shower before school, such is life w/ 3 other people trying to leave the house before 7:15). Ok... I've just wasted 8 minutes writing this... but if I can write my essay at this rate... I'll be done in no time.