Call me when it's over

This cold weather needs to hurry up and get over with.  It keeps snowing and I'm getting cabin fever.  But I love snowball fights and night sledding.  So, it's not but so bad, I guess.  I just prefer the warmer weather.

Christmas has come and gone.  It was a pretty swell day.  Mother and I opened presents at midnight, as usual.  I didn't open many things that I didn't already know about.  Except for one present, which my mom somehow pulled off.  It was Girl Scout Thin Mints; by far the best present ever.  Later in the day, we met the neighbors at Gloria's for dinner.  Afterwards, Donna, Keath, and Trish met us at the house for the evening.

Before Christmas, I went to the Lewis Ginter Light Festival.  I was disappointed in the fact that it wasn't as spectacular as I thought it'd be.  The glass exhibit and green house were pretty swell, but the lights weren't all that.  It was more of a kid thing than I anticipated.  And everyone knows I can't stand to be around small, screaming, irritating kids for very long.

The new year is almost here and I couldn't be more excited.  The closer it gets to 2012, the better.  Not because of the world ending by the zombie apocalypse, flood, whatever you may believe; but because of the Summer Olympics in London.  I'm psyched about going.  I can't wait to spend the entire Summer in England.  I hope to stay, but I don't know how well that'd go over with my family.

I'm really disappointed in myself here lately.  I've let things and people bother me that I shouldn't, and it's doing nothing but making matters worse.  I'm so tired of dwelling on old matters, and I'm so sick of horrible excuses of friends.  Yeah, there are a few people who are pretty great, but it seems like everyone I'm close to is either leaving, has left, or I want them gone.  Drama is getting old and the certain someone's causing it just need to get lost.  I have great expectations for myself, and the people around me are keeping me from meeting those expectations.  Something's got to give.

L M Butler

Snow, ice, and other cold things

Ohh Gizmo.  So fascinated by snow.

Snow is pretty, but rather annoying.  The only thing I adore about it is that it ended up causing me to have two extra days of Winter break.  Sledding is fun and snowball fights are fantastic, but the dry, cold air is brutal.  I can't stay warm at all.  I've tried sitting by the fire, drinking coffee, wearing slippers and socks, two pairs of pants, three shirts, a hoodie, and hat all at once.  Nothing works.  I guess I'm just cold natured.
Here lately with Rock4Life, we're trying to get this cause approved by Stansberry.  He's a little concerned about it, and Mr. Johnston is a pessimist about the subject as well.  I ended up going into Stansberry's office with a well thought-out portfolio, and stressing the cause to him.  He still wants to talk to Johnston more, but I don't think that'll help the matter.  I'll be so disappointed if this doesn't go through, although I know I've gone above and beyond to get this on it's way.
As for other cold things, I'm a tad bitter here lately.  I think it just has a lot to do with stress of the holidays, my "best" friend and I finally putting our "friendship" to rest, and then beloved ole' Zackypo.  Hah!  I have to admit, the "bff" thing is a pretty good thing.  It's one of those things where it's been bad for so long, that there's just no saving it.  He's going his own way here soon, so "So Long, Goodbye" really fits the cause.  As for Zachary, he's just him.  There's nothing more to it.  I honestly don't understand why I miss him so dearly, but hey.  What can you do?  He's a pretty awesome guy; jerk or no jerk, you've got to love him.


L M Butler

"Is this normal?"

Yet again, it's Christmas time here in the Butler household.  This means decorating everything like it's going out of style.  We're using the blue, sliver, and glittery ornaments again this year for the tree and mantle.  They're actually a lot prettier than I thought they would be at first, but there's always a catch.  The glitter.  The glitter is ridiculously everywhere.  It looks like pixies came in and threw up all over the place. Nevertheless, it's coming together nicely.

The Choral/Orchestra concert was last night, and it couldn't have been better.  Everyone looked amazing and hit every note perfectly.  Plus, I got to play percussion for a bit along with Jacob and Thomas.  Even if it was a little provocative, I enjoyed it.  And of course, everyone was anticipating the return of "Mr. White Christmas Man", or a.k.a. my father.  This year, he didn't randomly get up, grab a microphone, and start singing.  Mr. Johnston and I actually planned for him to make an appearance this time around.  He didn't sing, but he did get to share his vocals.  Once the song Sleigh Ride started, he came from behind the bass section in a Santa suit.  Then he maneuvered his way through the audience, handing out candy and hugging the amazed children.  Everyone loved it and it went very, very well.

I must say, school is a bit of a drag right now.  One good thing though is the extra credit I received the other day.  I drew a whale in a Santa hat and a sweater vest on the back of a test, and the teacher gave me a +2.  How awesome is that?  Bad thing though, midterms are next week and I'm not looking forward to them. The only thing I'm excited for is Winter break.

Speaking of beloved school, Mr. Duncan seises to be awesome.  He the most hilarious teacher ever.  I went to a Friday Focus for a change and the class was packed.  We're sitting in the room while he's giving his lecture about what's on the next test, when he just stops and stares at me.  He started to snicker and asked me, "Why isn't anyone staring at you?  Is this a normal thing for you?  You look cute, yet ridiculous."  (He was referring to the elf costume I wore today for SCA.)  He had me skip up to the front of the room to "jingle my bells around".  It's almost one of those, you had to be there moments.

Here lately it seems like I'm in one of those, "I miss certain people" kind of moods.  It sort of sucks when you're used to having particular people around, and then they either leave or you just barely talk anymore.  One person that I was once good friends with, I can barely talk to without getting into a heated argument now.  And of course, there's the Zack subject.  That subject just flat out sucks.  He's not somebody that I argue with, but we don't talk much at all.  I miss conversations with him quite a bit, and it's a bummer that we don't have that strong of a friendship.  I realize he's an ex and all that mumbo jumbo, but whatever.  I can't be always be a realist about everything.

L M Butler