Her Smiling Eyes

Monday, March 07, 2005

Four-day weekends are only a taste of springbreak/summer. I had a lot of fun this weekend.

Thursday was Dead Day and I sported all black silently. I went through the whole day only cracking but a few times. I am proud of myself-I thought there would be more. I am still fairly disappointed, though. It would have been nice to know that I went the whole time sans audible words. But what can I do? Talking and conversation has become such a habit throughout my nearly 17 years of living. It was difficult to hold back the almost automatic responses and replies. When one is taught to answer when spoken to, it's hard to unlearn that for a day. So it was quite an experience. My ma asked me if I missed not talking and it wasn't even that. I more so missed all the words left unsaid. My character is based on conversation as well as reaction to things going on with comments and facial expression. Talking is something I found I take advantage of; you never really notice until you lose it. I use conversation to bring out my humor and opinion...my reactions depend on my voice. So I suppose I mainly missed all the words that I could have spoken during the day, yet I wouldn't have taken back that silence for anything. It was an experience I think everyone should go though at least once in their life. You learn a lot when you watch and listen. I was able to listen a lot more and learn about things in a different light. I wasn't able to disrupt class or turn the direction of a discussion with the help of a mere comment spoken...I just let things happen before me. It was new to me. I felt like I was on pause as the world was still happening around me. I felt like I was just watching it on TV rather than experiencing it. And it was beautiful to walk through the hallways and find a fellow Amnesty member- experiencing the same thing but only in their shoes. The acknowledgement and understanding with their simple nod and wave spoke more words than any conversation I could have had that day.

Friday was quite uneventful. I even watched an hour of TV. That goes to show that I was quite bored and desperate for amusement. I watched Finding Nemo then Reality Bites on TV.

Saturday was happy. Abby picked me up and we went to her friend's house where Brendan and Tim were. We watched Harold and Kumar go to White Castle. I hate hamburgers and I must say- after that movie, I never wanted a hamburger so bad in my life. I'm sure it'd go the same if I were vegetarian, too. That movie is fucked up, though. I was incredibly amused but it was fucked up.

We went to Grayslake High School to watch the choir kids perform. We missed David because the performances were moved up but we tried. I saw a few kids I went to middle school with there, it was crazy weird. I wasn't able to say 'hello' but I did wave and give a friendly nod. We saw Gracie, Lisa, and Jessie perform "Three little maids" and they did very well. I am very proud of them. Then we left and finished the rest of the movie. We didn't get any White Castle but Arby's instead. It hit the spot nonetheless (I dont care if the meat is sprayed out of a can dude, it's damn good when you're hungry as hell). We went back to Keli's house and hung out. Then Abby and I went back to her house and watched Jersey Girl and Dodgeball. I had a rootbeer float and it was bubbly and good. It was a lovely day spent with lovely company.

Sunday was a beautiful day to wake up to. It's wonderful to wake up to the sun shining happily in the window; it just starts the day off swell. After eating tiny doughnuts, waffles, and watching her cats bounce off the walls (literally), Abby dropped me off at home. I tell you, I love those cats more and more everytime I see them. I think it's because they are completely spastic, kinda like me. If I were a cat, I would probably act just like them. There is no doubt.

The rest of the day is best explained by Pete R ----> Kreeg_ah's Xanga Site

He did forget one minor detail- how his beast of a dog Ramona damn near trampled me to the ground. This was the first time I met Ramona- the yak-sized canine. She jumped on me and his mom was yelling at the dog and trying to get her off of me. And as I was scrambling to get inside his house, Ramona was still attempting to jump on me and his mom grabbed my arm. I didn't see that it was her and freaked out thinking it was the dog with this freakish paw gripping my arm. I started freaking out and screamin until I realized it was his my holding my arm. Hot damn- my life flashed before my eyes. My favorite part of the experience was that Ramona ran right past Manda to jump on me lol. It was quite an experience.

And today- Monday- I went and got brunch with Brendan at Vegas since Infini-tea was closed. I will elaborate more tomorrow though because it's just about midnight and my online timer is gonna kick me off. Damn parental controls...::shakes fist::

Goodnight for now, my little ones. I love you all

Jenny at 10:50 PM

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Monday, March 07, 2005 Four-day weekends are only a taste of springbreak/summer. I had a lot of fun this weekend. Thursday was Dead Day and I sported all black silently. I went through the whole day only cracking but a few times. I am proud of myself-I thought there would be more. I am still fairly disappointed, though. It would have been nice to know that I went the whole time sans audible words. But what can I do? Talking and conversation has become such a habit throughout my nearly 17 years of living. It was difficult to hold back the almost automatic responses and replies. When one is taught to answer when spoken to, it's hard to unlearn that for a day. So it was quite an experience. My ma asked me if I missed not talking and it wasn't even that. I more so missed all the words left unsaid. My character is based on conversation as well as reaction to things going on with comments and facial expression. Talking is something I found I take advantage of; you never really notice until you lose it. I use conversation to bring out my humor and opinion...my reactions depend on my voice. So I suppose I mainly missed all the words that I could have spoken during the day, yet I wouldn't have taken back that silence for anything. It was an experience I think everyone should go though at least once in their life. You learn a lot when you watch and listen. I was able to listen a lot more and learn about things in a different light. I wasn't able to disrupt class or turn the direction of a discussion with the help of a mere comment spoken...I just let things happen before me. It was new to me. I felt like I was on pause as the world was still happening around me. I felt like I was just watching it on TV rather than experiencing it. And it was beautiful to walk through the hallways and find a fellow Amnesty member- experiencing the same thing but only in their shoes. The acknowledgement and understanding with their simple nod and wave spoke more words than any conversation I could have had that day. Friday was quite uneventful. I even watched an hour of TV. That goes to show that I was quite bored and desperate for amusement. I watched Finding Nemo then Reality Bites on TV. Saturday was happy. Abby picked me up and we went to her friend's house where Brendan and Tim were. We watched Harold and Kumar go to White Castle. I hate hamburgers and I must say- after that movie, I never wanted a hamburger so bad in my life. I'm sure it'd go the same if I were vegetarian, too. That movie is fucked up, though. I was incredibly amused but it was fucked up. We went to Grayslake High School to watch the choir kids perform. We missed David because the performances were moved up but we tried. I saw a few kids I went to middle school with there, it was crazy weird. I wasn't able to say 'hello' but I did wave and give a friendly nod. We saw Gracie, Lisa, and Jessie perform "Three little maids" and they did very well. I am very proud of them. Then we left and finished the rest of the movie. We didn't get any White Castle but Arby's instead. It hit the spot nonetheless (I dont care if the meat is sprayed out of a can dude, it's damn good when you're hungry as hell). We went back to Keli's house and hung out. Then Abby and I went back to her house and watched Jersey Girl and Dodgeball. I had a rootbeer float and it was bubbly and good. It was a lovely day spent with lovely company. Sunday was a beautiful day to wake up to. It's wonderful to wake up to the sun shining happily in the window; it just starts the day off swell. After eating tiny doughnuts, waffles, and watching her cats bounce off the walls (literally), Abby dropped me off at home. I tell you, I love those cats more and more everytime I see them. I think it's because they are completely spastic, kinda like me. If I were a cat, I would probably act just like them. There is no doubt. The rest of the day is best explained by Pete R ----> Kreeg_ah's Xanga Site He did forget one minor detail- how his beast of a dog Ramona damn near trampled me to the ground. This was the first time I met Ramona- the yak-sized canine. She jumped on me and his mom was yelling at the dog and trying to get her off of me. And as I was scrambling to get inside his house, Ramona was still attempting to jump on me and his mom grabbed my arm. I didn't see that it was her and freaked out thinking it was the dog with this freakish paw gripping my arm. I started freaking out and screamin until I realized it was his my holding my arm. Hot damn- my life flashed before my eyes. My favorite part of the experience was that Ramona ran right past Manda to jump on me lol. It was quite an experience. And today- Monday- I went and got brunch with Brendan at Vegas since Infini-tea was closed. I will elaborate more tomorrow though because it's just about midnight and my online timer is gonna kick me off. Damn parental controls...::shakes fist:: Goodnight for now, my little ones. I love you all Jenny at 10:50 PM Comments: Post a Comment
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