Well good evening! How are you on this fine, fine night? Personally, I am splendid. Today I-- okay, I'm going to cut the BS now. I'm honestly so fucking stressed that I can barely see straight. Why? Well, because along with having to do the stupid ass APUSH homework that I mentioned yesterday, I've been assigned two 3 page long Algebra II worksheets (to be completed by Friday), a huge ass translation assignment for Spanish II (also due Friday), AND tomorrow I have a stupid convocation to attend for choir during which I will not have the time nor the patience to do any of the homework. YAY. MY LIFE IS AWESOME. -_- I can just forsee myself up 'till 1:00 AM trying to finish everything. It's gonna be a fantastic end of the week... anyhoo, because I must get up at 4:30 tomorrow, I will leave you now. Stay classy, people of le internet.

DAILY PICTURE OF SPLENDIFEROUSNESS:

DAILY MOVIE QUOTE OF AWESOMENESS:

"Hi. I'm Ricky Bobby. When you're workin' on your mysterious lady parts and stuff, you should have the right tools, too. That's why you should use MayPax. The official tampon of NASCAR."- Ricky Bobby, Talladega Nights: The Legend of Ricky Bobby.

Armpits, APUSH, and Anomalies

Holy ass, it's fucking dark outside. No, seriously... this is Indiana... it's 6 PM... therefore, it's fucking pitch black. HOW THE FUCK DOES THIS HAPPEN?! Oh, yeah... it happens because I live in the armpit of the Midwest -_-  Goddammit, this place sucks. 

ANYHOO... today was horribly horrible. Almost as horrible as Party Rock Anthem, but, let's face it... that's as horrible as auto-tune and leopard print leggings can get. So, anyway... the main reason it was horrible was because I found out that I have 4 (not the usual 3) review questions due for fucking APUSH. Now, I know you're all just DYING to find out what the hell APUSH is... so, I, being the overly fantastic diva of awesomeness that I am, am going to tell you. APUSH is like hell on Earth. In other words, it's a shortened term for "Advanced Placement United States History" class. And it is grueling. 

So, why am I taking it? Because the teacher is fucking awesome. Ms. Greeley... is probably the only woman on the planet who could be president but not make a complete ass of herself while doing so. She. Is. The. BEST. EVER. PERIOD. END OF STORY. So, that's why I'm taking it. Now, why would I be sad over the addition of one "teensy-weensy little question"? BECAUSE TO ANSWER AN APUSH QUESTION, IT IS REQUIRED THAT YOU SIMULTANEOUSLY GIVE UP YOUR SOUL AND KILL 2 DOZEN TREES IN THE PROCESS. Yes, I'm being serious. Answers to APUSH questions are typically 1-3 pages long, depending on the thickness of the Chapter they're over. APUSH questions are not just the easy kinds of questions where the stupid writers of the book just simply ask you for the events of a time period in order. OH NO. HEEEEELLLLL NO. They make you dig through the chapter... even the entire book... for just one part of a stupid question. And when you're done with that part, the question asks you for the same thing on ANOTHER dumb event. IT'S AWFUL... but having Greeley as a teacher is so fucking worth it.

Now that I'm off of THAT rampage, I'll tell you about the rest of my day (whether you like it or not). On Thursday, the choir group that I'm in (Myriads) is taking a trip to St. Mary University (or whatever the eff it's called) to sing in front of a panel of judges in order to improve our vocal talents... pshhh, hell no. Basically, St. Mary's is an excuse to get out of school for an entire day to go and tour a campus... it's pretty goddamn fun. So, I'm excited. Therefore, you should be excited. 

Also, my Espanol Dos teacher is really pregnant... I'm serious. By really pregnant, I mean REALLY PREGNANT. She gets my "Awesome Teacher" award, mainly because she dressed up as Juno for Halloween. So anyway, today, she gave our class a lecture on what to do if she goes into labor during class... THAT was sufficiently awkward. And I quote: "If I, for whatever reason, end up having a mild freak-out whilst this is happening, feel free to call the office and scream 'SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH MRS. HOWARD!' just in case." ... I love her xD.

WELL... now that I'm pretty sure I've outdone myself on the caps lock button, I think it's time for me to go. I need noms... because angrily blogging about my first world problems is physically and emotionally draining. Stay classy, people of le internet. 

DAILY PICTURE OF SPLENDIFEROUSNESS:

DAILY MOVIE QUOTE OF AWESOMENESS:

"GARBAGE DAY!"- Ricky Caldwell, Silent Night, Deadly Night 2.

"U Mad, Bro?", and Other Such Terms of Frequency In My Life

So, today was fantastically horrible. I mean, it's school... right? Eh. Anyhoo, it rained... and it also tornadoed... but should we really be surprised? After all, this IS Indiana. Good God, I hate it here -_- Something I don't hate on the other hand, though, TROLLING. Holy fuck, is it fun... especially trolling your besties, because they can't really do anything to get rid of you. Yeah, I'm THAT cool. This just makes you wanna add me to your friends list, right? LOL. Ohhhh, good times, good times... anyhoo, back to trolling. Trolling is... gee, I can't really explain it... effectively trolling someone is probably the most amazing feeling in the entire universe. It's like the feeling you get when you receive an 'A' on a test you didn't study for, combined with the feeling you get after punching a picture of the Kardashians while simultaneously taking a shit on Justin Bieber's face... yeah... something like that. When trolling, once you start, you can never really stop... it's like heroin (AMY WINEHOUSE, I'M LOOKING AT YOU YOUR HEADSTONE) lol. But... well... you guys get the picture. 

Anyhoo, now back to my life. I said that I would elaborate on my "I'm in love" proclamation, and I will... eventually. But, for now, just let me talk without you knowing the details of the whole thing. Basically, I love this guy... we've known each other for about 5 months, but I have honestly NEVER felt this way about anyone. He's gotten me through a lot... like struggles with my dreams (yeah, I know it sounds cheesy, but... bear with me, will you?), and problems with myself. To be honest, I really cannot imagine where I would be in my life had it not been for him... because he, in a sense, saved me from myself. I don't know exactly how I feel... again, you guys don't know the details, but I do know one thing for sure: this guy... makes me so goddamn happy... I literally walk around school with a stupid smile plastered on my face, gazing off into the distance... it's horrible in that wonderful way that can only come from not being able to get someone off your mind... 
Alright... well, right now, I'm sitting here on my laptop with that same stupid smile on my face, so I imagine it's time I go before I do something stupid xD. Ta-ta for now!

DAILY PICTURE OF SPLENDIFEROUSNESS:

DAILY MOVIE QUOTE OF AWESOMENESS:

"In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... then my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I went nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out... but the worst thing I ever done: I mixed up a bottle of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, th-th-then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa - and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life." -- Chunk, The Goonies

Indeed

So, basically, I need an outlet for all the things going on in my life. Here it is. Be excited. This blog is going to be coming from the side of me that nobody sees... the one behind the walls. The side of me that I'm so afraid to let show, because every time it's made an appearance, I've gotten hurt. 

Anyhoo, why the title? Well, I thought about it for a while, and decided on "Oh, Those Pesky Rainbows" because I often relate rainbows to happiness... and lately, I've been experiencing a lot of happy xD That can be attributed to the fact that I'm pretty goddamn sure I'm in love. BUT, I'll get to the details of that in later blogs...

I'm going to try and make this an every-day sorta thing, but I'm not sure how that'll work out, considering that I AM in high school, and therefore have a shit-ton of homework every night... we'll see :)

Alright, well, I best be off... I still have to do an English paper... dammit -_- 

Ta-ta for now!