I know that by the time I finish this entry, it'll be past midnight, but oh well. It was typed before then.

I spent about ten minutes trying to find the alt + whatever number code for the upside down exclamation point. Then I typed an "i" to try and see any difference. There isn't any. D'oh!

Happy pretty late Costa Rican Independence Day! Woo!

No school today! Woo hoo! It took 50 mile per hour winds and extreme flooding in the outer regions of the county to get one day out of school. Stupid nazi-ish people that are the head of our county. Whoever they are.

I was talking to my mom about how to say some musical terms in Italian, and I realized that "Tempo" is the same as "Tiempo". Ah! I didn't know that before? Sure, I feel kinda stupid that I didn't realize it before, but...wow. Cool.

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Lately, I've been totally swamped with work. It doesn't get better; it always gets worse, too. The teachers don't coerse anymore. They just go, "Hey, we're going to have an enormous test over about 80 chapters of the Bible on that day. Oh, and your project is due that same day as well!"

Mrs. Mezzanotte.

Speak no evil.

So now I have to change the subject.
                        
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So how old is Barbara Walters, anyway? She's interviewed the past 4 or 5 presidents of ours. Considering the fact that the majority of them have been in office for about 8 years each. Ew. She's, like, ancient. I wonder how many surgeries she's had!

Hilary Duff can't sing. How the heck did she get famous? Sickening.

My birthday party has been through waaaay too many changes.

From October 2nd to October 9th because of Homecoming.

From October 9th to September 25th because of my parent's Christening thing.

From September 25th to possibly October 9th again because of the mini-camp and the fact that my dad works that day.

Yep. Just cancel my birthday. Chris told me that I should wait for an open weekend, that a late birthday is better than no birthday at all. I planned on doing just that, but my mom said that my birthday had to be before November otherwise she would personally cancel it because of the weather changes. So, yeah, it's nearly official. I'm doomed to have a horrible birthday. Whoopee.

Some weird person just text messages me saying that they love me. I don't recognize the number, though. It's probably some person that mistaked my extremely plain number for someone else's. Even if it is, it made me feel really happy. Anyone recognize the number (770) 241-1586?

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I'm going to be a poser and do that thing that I see other people doing. It looks interesting!

YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (NAME OF FIRST PET + STREET YOU LIVE ON) - Fudgie Hartley

YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (NAME OF YOUR FAVOURITE SNACK FOOD + GRANDFATHERS FIRST NAME) - Grapes Eustaquio

YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME: (FIRST WORD YOU SEE ON YOUR LEFT + FAVOURITE RESTAURANT) - Important Hong Kong

EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS: (Favorite Spice + Last Foreign Vacation Spot) - Garlic Salt Mexico

SOCIALITE ALIAS: (Silliest Childhood Nickname + Town Where You First Partied) - Prune Juice Juarez

"FLY GIRL/BOY" ALIAS (a la J. Lo): (First Initial + First Two or Three Letters of your Last Name) - B. Per (beeper?)

ICON ALIAS: (Something Sweet Within Sight + Any Liquid in Kitchen) - Reese's Aquafina (I know that it's just water, but Reese's Aquafina sounds pretty cool!)

DETECTIVE ALIAS: (Favorite Baby Animal + Where You Went to High School) - Cockatiel Sprayberry

SOAP OPERA ALIAS: (Middle Name + Street Where You First Lived) - (I don't have a middle name, so I'll use the middle name that my mom had planned on giving me) Maureen La Quemada.

ROCK STAR ALIAS: (Favorite Candy + Last Name Of Favorite Musician) - Hershey's Kinya. 

Neato.

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It's been so long since I've watched Case Closed. Too bad it's an old episode.

It took me about 5 hours to write a paper for Physics. And I could've had the whole weekend. Blast!

At least now I have all weekend to do my World History Project. Gotta see the bright side of things, even though it's getting harder and harder.

I think I'm getting sick. Something's seriously wrong with me. I'm pretty sure I know what it is, though...

My house is attacking itself. The end of the gutter just flew off then suddenly came back and bashed itself into the outside of my house. It made a lot of noise, scaring the crap out of me.

Okay, not every Mexican believes in the "Chupacabra", stupid X-Files Executives! They did an episode on the "Chupacabra" and showed that all Mexicans are deathly afraid of everything, especially goat-sucking (No threat to humans!) mutant-like "animals". Ugh.

My dad's working on the NOPI show (the biggest car show in the world) and won't be back until Monday. Then in January he's going to work on the Superbowl. My daddy's gonna be faaaamous=) No, but he'll just get a whole lot more work, which makes him happy. Yay for Daddy! I need to get more quotes from him...

Well, I'm afraid that my computer is about to screw up and lose all of this entry if I don't end it now. I'll try and make another longer entry soon. Comment, please, or at least write in my tagboard! Hasta la bye bye.

Let me be...

Your wings.

~Bianka.

Current Quote: "You see all of these people here, don't you? They're all Mexican and black, so their bankers are all like "Hell no"...or "The hell no."--My dad at a really crappy store when the Hispanics and blacks had no money to offer at the register. It was much funnier if you heard him say it.

Current Mood:  Lifeless.

Current Music: Besame Mucho by Some dude Velazquez.