Below are the 15 most recent journal entries recorded in Triangle Girl beats Particle Man's LiveJournal:

Tuesday, April 30th, 2002
9:36 pm	I feel totally blown. I wanted to jump out in so many directions at once in my schooling and I believe I hurt something. I guess I tried to go to the area I love while my I was handcuffed to my obligations. I believe I broke my obligations, and sent up alarms. I am now handcuffed to school requirements with one hand and the obligations on the other. I feel trapped. I want to travel toward my goal because I can see it so vividly now and that excites me. But I remain tied and my school mocks me with the key. My dream now lies with them. I am surrounded by gold-hatted, high bouncing students, all trying to get that key. I bounce with them; I strain to fly from my publicly instituted handcuffs. But so many others seek that key, and I do not own a gold hat... Now that I have sounded crazy for one day...(Koola smiles and pets Xia-Meii) Current Mood: restless (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, April 19th, 2002
4:14 pm	Ha! I got my license! With flying colors and NO parallel parking! It couldn't have been better! Thank you Farmington! Just like to say Hi to Tery! Welcome to Live Journal! Current Mood: ecstatic Current Music: If You're Happy and You Know It.... (Comment on this)
Thursday, April 18th, 2002
6:51 pm	I am going in for my drivers license tomorrow. I have been illegal since Febuary I found out. I don't know exactly what is going on so that might get a little wierd. Oh well, it will be nice to be legal (or not). (Comment on this)
6:51 pm	I am going in for my drivers license tomorrow. I have been illegal since Febuary I found out. I don't know exactly what is going on so that might get a little wierd. Oh well, it will be nice to be legal (or not). Current Mood: tired Current Music: still Wayward Son (Comment on this)
10:17 am	I have decided that I do not like F.Scott Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby. It may be a well written book, but it is just evil. I hate books like that. I may change my mind by the end of the book, but right now I don't want to read a dark book about rumors while I am in high school. Bad idea. I don't know why they have us read all of these evil books for school. I guess they got just as screwed up as we are getting. Current Mood: annoyed Current Music: Make 'em Laugh (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 17th, 2002
3:58 pm	I just got a retainer. If you waant a depiction of what I sound like right now, keep reading. We had a tast todeh in U.Es Hestoreh. I wahs the highehst skorer in the clash. I thought that wahs petty coel. Sad, isn't it? People have a hard time understanding me, and the reason they are having a hard time is too understandable. Thank goodness Tery (my latin teacher and close comrade) is so nice. I would have died of embarrisment that first day at school if not for her. I asked my friend Beth to Prom last night. Ha! I love seeing people's expressions when I say that! What I really did was send my friend an e-mail for a boy who was asking her. He sent her on a little chase through the internet to find his name. He is an anime artist from somewhere. I'm kind of sad that I will not be asked to Prom, but not that sad. There are three guys in the school that are tall enough to feel comfortable with me on a date, and I don't know any of them. (sigh) Oh well. Current Mood: distressed Current Music: Wayward Son (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, March 23rd, 2002
10:05 pm	The Lady Vikes Basketball Banquet was Wednesday night. It was terrible. Ever had one of those nights were thing after thing after thing goes wrong and you get humiliated over and over and over? Yep, it was one of those nights. This is a big grip list.. I would suggest going to the bottom of the stuff and just reading the end. First I forgot to order dinner for my Dad, but luckily I was able to take care of that and there was dinner there for him. Second, the juniors had forgotten to get a present for the coaches, and it was the day of the banquet five minutes before school got out. "Rose, could you get the present?" I was the only one not working or busy after school. But I had Latin II until 4 o'clock and then I had to ask my mom to helicopter me to Wingers to get a gift certificate. Third- At school I had made this snazzy photo-shop design for the seniors to give them at the banquet, it took me close to ten hours to work on it. That day at the school all of the yellow in the printer cartridges ran out. AaHHHHHH! Ok, let's run over to Kinko's and get them printed there after I get the certificate at Wingers. My mother and I arrive at Kinko's and I hand them the disk. Everything will be fine, I kept telling myself. The ma came back with the desk and said "Sorry, this is an Illustrator9 program and we only have Illustrator7. I wanted to cry. My mom however is much smarter than me and flew over to another print shop where they had the Illustrator9 program. I was so happy.. But then they had a problem pulling my project off the disk. He was about to give up after ten minutes when it miraculously popped up on the screen. Eugapie and hallelujah! I paid for them and whipped out of there in time to get home and change clothes for the banquet. Fourth- We get to the little place next to Alicia's Cafe where we are having the banquet and are greeted by an enthusiastic Salvo. I hand her the photoshop pictures (almost handing her the gift certificate as well) and I tell her to give them to the seniors, but to keep it CONFIDENTIAL! Salvo laughed and slapped me on the shoulder saying "Ok, I'll keep it confidential., but don't blame me if I had my fingers crossed while saying that." I laughed too. She wouldn't tell, right? I found out ten minutes later, I was wrong. She told. Up in front of every one! Not only did she say that I did them, but she also told about me not wanting everyone to know! Argh! Salvo! Fifth- Megan Mathews was hit during gym that day during a little scrimmage ball by a runaway elbow. She was hit right below the eye and it sort of popped. There were around five people going for the rebound at the same time. Kimber, me, Jentry, Megan, and Tina and nobody could figure out you did it. She had to have stitches and was bleeding all over. At the banquet Tara Evans yells at me from across the room. "Rosalie! You are mean!"" , "What?" I shout back. "You killed Megan.!" I sat there with my jaw hanging open as my parents and people around me all jeered and laughed that I didn't even know that I hit her. Megan said it was me and I guess it must have been. It is just kind of strange that I didn't know. I felt so bad and it was really embarrassing to be laughed at by the entire team and parents. I really did not feel anything on the rebound, I didn't even get the rebound. I don't have many nerves in my elbow I guess. Six- Everyone was given awards. I received 'best stuffer' to the laughter of all and to the addition of my red cheeks. Seven- The juniors at the end all got up in front of everyone to give the couches the certificate. And because I was the one holding the thing, I was stuck out in front and had to say something to the coaches. I must have said something pretty stupid because there was some low snickering from the parents. I fled back to my seat for the rest of the banquet. Eight- They showed a movie afterwords with film of small bits of the years games and then a collection of pictures from each player on the team.. My parents refused to stay and I was feeling pretty ridiculous to just leave when no one else was. But my father made it very clear he did not care crap about seeing my pictures and so he left. Nine- I actually convinced them to stay for two minutes longer. They didn't watch the movie, they went to talk to the coaches. I stood a little ways away watching the movie, but I could still here some of what was said. And something that my father said about me shocked and really hurt. It still stings to think about it. They finished talking to the coaches and I joined them and left. But not before I saw that my mom didn't hand any pictures in for the movie. She hadn't taken any. So there was just one lone picture of me, standing off in the background of someone else's picture. I felt awful. Ten- I slumped down in the backseat of the car and listened to my parents tell me what wonderful things the coaches said about me. They fed me lies the whole way home, and it hurt even more because I had heard what the coaches had actually said. I said something really bitter on the last part of the way home to my mom and I think it hurt her. My dad offered to play me some one-on-one, but I just said I had to much homework and shut the door. I ran down to my room and cried. It felt so strange. I never cry. I felt so bad that I had hurt my parents. (Comment on this)
Thursday, March 21st, 2002
3:36 pm	Hah! I found the lyrics to "Fixing a Hole" by the Beatles. I'm surprised how clever it is! I have decided I like the Beatles. Current Mood: chipper Current Music: Fixing a HoleFixing A HoleFixing A Hole (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, February 21st, 2002
7:01 pm	Here is a rundumb thought from Rosie! Wherever I go, there I am. Current Mood: accomplished (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 8th, 2001
11:55 am	Weee! I'm so happy I made the basketball team! I was pretty confident about it until the night of cuts when we had to sit in the gym and wait for an hour as one by one people went into Couch Salvo's Office and found out if they could show their face in school again. You have to just sit there with all of the reasons why you won't make it are zipping through your head. Every moment you wait a new discouraging thought pops up, trying to give you reasons that would give you padding if you didn't make it. It would have been such a long drop if I didn't. I had everything to lose and nothing to win. If I didn't make it I would be shunned and people would go "Whoah, you must be pretty bad not to make the team at your hieght." but if I did make it it would be "Oh, you're just tall. It's no wonder." Humph. There wasn't much to look forward to from people if I did make it, but such an awful thing if I didn't. My mom was wondering why I was possibly nervous, I guess I shouldn't have been. But if their was just a small chance you could get your head cut off, wouldn't you think about that more? I really liked our mutual activity with the colors. I am a blue-yellow. My best friend is a major red and suddenly I realized what was going wrong between us. Blue's are very emotional while red's are very power oriented. Red's like people if you can do something for them while blue's like people because they are people, for the person's sake. And I was getting really offended when my friend said things to me. I feel silly now. Well, I will be off! Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: Do You Hear The People Sing (LeMiz) (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 16th, 2001
8:34 am	Hum Dum de Dum Basketball last night was really fun. That is, when I got to play. We were split up into seperate teams and mine was all sophomore except for me. Fuuuunn! None of them were setting picks or even moving out of the box! And they took my spot underneath offensively and I was stuck playing a three. HELLO! I'M NOT A GUARD! But it was fun when we finally got a senior on the team. I got a ton of rebounds so it was an ok time. Well now that I have that off my chest I can gripe about more things. :) Current Mood: lethargic Current Music: Scarlet Pimpernel (the riddle) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, October 15th, 2001
4:57 am	Basketball, BAH! I am soo diddly weak right now and I have to go to basketball open court in an hour. I don't wanna! Argh! We had to go running forever today in conditioning so that we can run forever tonight and die. Hmm, good reasoning. Oh well. I don't get to play much so this will be fun! My dragon sculpture got strangely mixed reviews today. I went in to have some suggestions made on how I was to do the wings. I got the same answer with all of them, use wax, wire, and paper, but the comments about my oil sculpture itself were strange. Mr. Cushing said that he loved it and thought that it was amazing fr anyone, especially one not in the class and he told me that Mr. Boheme would love it and to talk to him. I went to Mr. Rice next though. He laughed because I had it sitting on my old scripture box. But he liked it and said to show it to Mr. Boheme. Well, Mr. Boheme didn't even look up from his work longer than five seconds and then he started going off about how oil sculptures are so blasted inconvenient and that he hates doing anything with oil clay. Ouch! The way he said it just burned! I swear my little dragon just wanted to curl up and die at the fire comming from Boheme's mouth. (sigh) so much for today... Current Mood: irate Current Music: Pines of Rome (I'm watching Fantasia 2000!) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
4:52 am	Basketball, BAH! I am soo diddly weak right now and I have to go to basketball open court in an hour. I don't wanna! Argh! We had to go running forever today in conditioning so that we can run forever tonight and die. Hmm, good reasoning. Oh well. I don't get to play much so this will be fun! My dragon sculpture got strangely mixed reviews today. I went in to have some suggestions made on how I was to do the wings. I got the same answer with all of them, use wax, wire, and paper, but the comments about my oil sculpture itself were strange. Mr. Cushing said that he loved it and thought that it was amazing fr anyone, especially one not in the class and he told me that Mr. Boheme would love it and to talk to him. I went to Mr. Rice next though. He laughed because I had it sitting on my old scripture box. But he liked it and said to show it to Mr. Boheme. Well, Mr. Boheme didn't even look up from his work longer than five seconds and then he started going off about how oil sculptures are so blasted inconvenient and that he hates doing anything with oil clay. Ouch! The way he said it just burned! I swear my little dragon just wanted to curl up and die at the fire comming from Boheme's mouth. (sigh) so much for today... (Comment on this)
Sunday, October 14th, 2001
12:30 pm	Harvest Dance On friday I asked Daniel Ence to go to Harvest with me. I left a little frog on his porch and tied some string all over in his yard. I hope he got my name. It should be really fun. We are going to play a ton of games for our day activity. We are bringing all this different stuff from different countries to play with. We have "Murder in the Dark" in Germany. "Hide and Seek" in England. "Maffia" in Russia. Whipped Cream duels in France. And we might be painting a Sistene Chapel under a table for the heck of it. Dinner will be in Italy (Spaghetti), Greece (green salad), and Sweden (Swedish dipping bread). And we are all going to go as different things. I believe Nick and Brian are going as Indiana Jones(Nicki) and a Nazi(Brian). I don't know what anybody else is going as though. Beth and Chase and Me and Daniel might be going as cops and robbers or something fun like that. It also would be fun to go as Zorro or something. This is going to be so much fun! That is if Daniel ever answers. On Saturday i am going on a triple date with Beth and Richard. Not sure who I'm going to ask for that but I beleive I'll ask Steve. (Comment on this)
11:55 am	First Time Well this is my first time using this hum-dinger so lets have at it! I don't know what I'm doing. Am I supposed to write down important things here or something? Hum. Well, I hope I get used to this! (Comment on this)