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Full (Mexican) Name: Bianka Perez Atienzo Age: 16 Birthdate: 9/27/88 Grade: Sophomore Ethnic Background: Mexican and Italian. Interests: Final Fantasy, site-making, web design, rpgs, writing English literature, writing music literature, tennis, and more! 
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Wednesday, October 27, 2004
It's been 10 days since I updated. Ten long, unimportant days.
GAH, I HATE POP-UPS! I had to restart my Pop-up "blocker" because it had "blocked" 207 of them recently!
POS computer software.
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Exactly 1 month ago I turned 16. I'm 16 years and one month old! I'm 193 months old!
Holy poo, I feel old now.
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I found out yesterday that I'll be spending Christmas out of the country. Also, I'll be on the road on New Year's Day (what a way to start the year, huh?).
Well, it's worth it.
My abuelita (grandma) has serious health problems. And I mean serious. There are too many to list.
My abuelito got in a car wreck, ruined his truck, had his outdoor garage-like thing pelted with cement, ruining his other vehicle, got mugged, and then fainted from dehydration and cracked his head open.
And then my godmother got salmonella.
Sheez. We're frikkin' unlucky.
I haven't spent Christmas in Mexico since I was 9. It'll be weird.
Also, my dad says that I'll be having to drive. Driving on freeways is stressful. There are too many idiots out there that don't know how to drive.
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Friday's going to suck. All of the marching band people are going to be gone, leaving me alone at lunch. I'll be dressed up, too. I'll be wearing a cape and a skirt over my pants.
Well, I know many other people to sit with. But then band class it going to be preeetty empty.
Halloween doesn't seem too promising, either. My mom's getting mad that I'm "complicating Halloween". Am not. If I were, wouldn't I be running around in a girlish panic in my underwear?
Hehehe. Me. Girlish. Ahahahaha.
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Something interesting and exciting needs to happen in my life. Sure, my life's busy, but it's not exciting at all.
FRIDAY, October 29th--dress up as my history character aaaall daaaay looong.
SUNDAY, October 31st--Halloween.
MONDAY, November 1st--Lit. Seminar thing due, two Physics labs due, four pages of notes due for Physics, one Physics worksheet due, Vocab and 1-41 of Chapter 25 for Physics due, Vocab quiz in Lit, and probably something else that'll be assigned tomorrow.
TUESDAY, November 2nd--Election Day. I get it off, but I'll probably end up practicing for my auditions, Driver's Test, and writing my research paper on Morocco.
WEDNESDAY, November 3rd--AUDITIONS.
THURSDAY, November 4th--Cultural Diversity meeting.
FRIDAY, November 5th--FREEEDDDOOOOOM! FREEEEEEDOOOOOOOOM! Probably gonna watch The Incredibles with my family.
MONDAY, November 8th--(Yes, I skipped some days, and I'll keep doing so) Another dentist appointment. These crooked dentists keep on saying weird things about my teeth, though I secretly go to another place and they're perfectly happy with my teeth.
THURSDAY, November 11th--Another Cultural Diversity meeting.
SATURDAY, November 13th--DRIVER'S TEST! GAAAAH!
SUNDAY, November 14th--Parent's 23rd anniversary. Woooo!
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I didn't realize before exactly how busy I'd be. Poo.
There's an eclipse tonight. I don't know if I'll go and see it, though...
Nataly and Yemi said that they saw a girl that looked exactly like Jessica driving a green car earlier. Nataly asked me if Jessica drives, and I gave her the weirdest look and said, "Nooo-oo. She just turned 15 two months ago."
Supposedly she and Jessica have the exact same hair. That just reminds me of the whole Jessica-Tabitha thing.
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I have the strangest craving to do THE coolest blog entry ever, double it up on livejournal, and have it be incredibly long. But I don't have the time. This sucks.
I reminded my mom that next year I'll be old enough to watch rated R movies. She was all like, "Nooo," and then she got quiet.
Yup, I'll be 17. But I've gotta be 16 first. I hope that I'll have nice memories from being 16 like everyone else does.
Or maybe they're just lying. Maybe they were really 30 but didn't want to sound so pathetic.
Hehehehe.
So sad that I'm so young, yet I don't have anything too interesting to say about myself. Old people would be disappointed.
I was going to change my layout, but I couldn't find a good song and I didn't have enough time to fix it all up with another one. Oh, well...
One last note. I was writing notes on the Irish potato famine, and, instead of writing all the details of the famine out, I wrote: "Irish people were killed by bad potatoes."
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Current Quote: Me: You're so pessimistic. You always see the glass as half-empty.
Nataly: Well, someone drank my drink!
Current Mood: Rushed.
Current Music: Take Me Out by Franz Ferdinand.
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