Homecoming Revelations

1. Homecoming wasn't actually that awesome. It was just like every other middle school dance I've gone to (I haven't actually gone to any high school dances besides this one) sans filling food like pizza. I kind of want my money back.
2. Being a third wheel was funner than being by myself.
3. Getting all dolled up was the best part of the day.
4. Nylons are better than tights.

Also,

1. Vale's record still stands - she's never burned anyone while straightening hair except herself.
2. Listening to the Underworld soundtrack while getting ready for Homecoming is one of the most awesome things I can remember doing.

Holy crap I am tired.

It's November Already???

Several things:

HOLY SHIT YOU GUYS! I AM TURNING SIXTEEN!!! (I realized that on Tuesday. >.>)

Next week, Wednesday and Friday are no school days. When's my birthday? Thursday. Of course.

Also, right now Dad is messing around with our kitchen (taking a wall out, putting the door somewhere else) so at night, it's really cold in there. On the plus side, my water stays cold. And it feels really good to climb back in bed. :D But on the downside, it's freezing. >.< Mom says it won't stay that way for long.

(In case you were wondering, it's just the kitchen area that's cold. Dad has plastic where the arch to the dining room is and the door to the kitchen is closed so the rest of the house is pretty warm. This is confusing to you guys, so you don't have to read it.)

Anyway, I might post pictures of my Halloween costume, but right now I'm way too lazy.

Unrelated Things

First, I've started planning out the sequel to The Slayer. Bad idea, I know. But at least I'm not writing it, so it can't be too bad, right?

Anyway, I needed a job for Bill so I posted this on a forum:

Because Bill the charismatic werewolf can't afford his apartment with just a normal minimum-wage job (even though he gets lots of tips from all of the old ladies he flirts with) he disappears from Tuesday to Thursday each week and gets lots of money while he's at it.

So I need an illegal (or at least high-paying) job he can do in that time-slot.

I'm thinking that he might assassinate people, but that seems... too common, maybe?

Also, there's this room in his apartment that's always locked. It has something to do with his job.

(Wow, this is almost starting to sound like a riddle. I'll just stop here.)

I got some pretty amazing answers:

From Lilly:
I know you said prostitution was out but I'll admit the first thing I thought of when I read the words 'illegal jobs' and 'charismatic werewolf' was exactly that. A male prostitute werewolf who has furry clients or something. *I have such a dirty mind*

Barring that however, I'll have to go with smuggling. Maybe Rolex watches or something similar. He could also be a gentleman thief. http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/GentlemanThief

How awesome would Bill be if you could find a TV Troupe for his character? Way more awesome than everybody else I've created (except not really, because there's several Troupes that Nora could fit into).

From Murder-chan:
This totally REEEEEEKS of smuggling.

Illegal? Yes.

High prices? Yes.

Locked room? Potentially (not necessarily very smart, but he's a werewolf, so, you know, it's fantasy. You can come up with a solution, I'm sure.) It's where he keeps the contraband, guys.

Also?

Contract Killing = More bad-ass than assassinating. Yes.

The first thing that came into my mind was smuggling perfume. /lame pun

And! The reason I make this post in the first place:

My Classmates Are Idiots

(inspired by this vent.)

First, they talk. All the fricken' time - when the teacher is talking, when we're supposed to do our work quietly, when they're in the bathroom (Um, hello? I'm trying to pee here. Shut up!). And I don't want to hear about how some guy shot somebody or some other shit. I want to learn. Which is why I'm in school.

Second, they're stupid. Okay, so we got y = mx + b drilled into our heads last year all year, right? Well now we're graphing in Geometry and everyone's like, "What's m? What's b? What does slope mean? How do we graph it? Why can't you give us equations in y = mx + b format every single time?" etc. etc. How did you guys pass Algebra in the first place?

Third, they are unable to suspend reality or whatever it's called.

Teacher: So he threw his father's testicles into the ocean, and from the splash, Aphrodite was born.
Girl: How was Aphrodite born? She couldn't have just magically appeared, could she?

I want to take online classes. These people are too stupid for me to deal with...

In other news, Leah is teaching our class (Ms. H is just teaching the freshman) because we're so mean to Ms. H.

Also, I volunteered to help watch children last night while their moms went and got "spa treatment." (FYI, Mentor Moms is kind of cool... except that I personally wouldn't want to hear about their religions all of the time. *is a bad person*) The girl I got paired with didn't speak much English, so I just blinked stupidly whenever she said something in Spanish. But she was happy most of the time - she played with another girl with the air-hockey table, then watched some of Finding Nemo and rolled on the floor.

(Unrelated: Amber is talking to me... but is being extremely difficult with her background. And she only talks to me when I should be sleeping/when I'm really busy. Nora and Irina have kind of died, which is bad... I only have one more chapter left, Irina!) /dork

Would You Like To... Run a Lawnmower?

So today wasn't a late start Wednesday. Instead, we all went to school at the normal time (except seniors) and took a giant four-hour test. (Us sophomores took the PLAN test, in case you were wondering.)

One of the questions to that last part (not English, Math, Reading, or Science) was "Do you like to run lawnmowers?" Not "mow lawns," not "cut grass." Just "run lawnmowers."

That would be really cool to get paid just to run one. Turn it on, then sit there for an hour and read a book or something, then get money. ;)

There was also one about packing things in boxes.

Anyway, life is boring. Except that Darren shot an actual deer last night and on the day before that, Nathan nearly made me staple my hand.

And I got the new Superchick album, which is where my new banner came from...