early to bed, early to rise makes a girl want some chicken strips

For some reason, I went to bed at 10:30 last night. The usual thing is for me to stay up wasting time online until I can’t justify to myself wasting any more time, and even then I don’t want to go to sleep, although it might be 2 a.m. Last night, however, I was tired early, like usual, and then I actually did something about it. Lora hit the hay at 10 and I prefer going to bed at about the same time she does, so I read for only half an hour more (Seventh Son by Orson Scott Card). Sad thing is, I’m kind of tired again right about now.

This blamed diet is not fun, especially since today is chicken strip day at K-Lair. Man, but I love their chicken strips. I contented myself to ordering a fruit salad, a banana, and yogurt there on my way back from calculus earlier. I had some kind of microwave chicken and broccoli for lunch which wasn’t bad, although while stirring I got overzealous and flung broccoli and alfredo sauce around my vicinity.

Ooh, Tina Turner is on TV. My mom loves her.

Speaking of my mother, she apparently felt like she had to redeem herself for getting me only one gift for my birthday, so she’s bought me something else and will be mailing it soon. I’m excited, about that and also because I got an A on my calc. test, an A on my honors paper, and I only have to make 88% on my economics final in order to get an A in the class. Since I have consistently gotten high B’s on my previous econ. tests, I think I’ll be fine. *scratches rib cage* Yup.

I’m already reaping the benefits of being legal: today I had to fill out some forms for summer housing, and I didn’t have to send anything to my parents because my own signature is now valid.

I plan on writing a Spanish composition this weekend about the film Mujeres al borde de un ataque de nervios, which I watched earlier this semester. That should be a piece of cake, even though I don’t remember all the details, because I’m sure I can find whatever parts I’ve forgotten somewhere online. I also need to study some calculus and write a program for CS.

Hopefully soon I can visit my cousin as this past weekend I picked out several books from my childhood for my baby cousin. Anybody else remember the Little Critter, the Berenstain Bears, or the Little Golden Books?

I don’t understand about complementary colors
And what they say
Side by side they both get white
Together they both get gray

But he’s been pretty much yellow
And I’ve been cryin’ blue
But all I can see is
Red, red, red, red, red now
What am I to do

I don’t understand about
Diamonds and why men buy them
What’s so impressive about a diamond
Except the mining

And it’s dangerous work
Trying to get to you too
And I think if I didn’t have to
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill myself doing it
Maybe I wouldn’t listen so much to you

I’ve been watching all the time
And I still can’t find the track
And I wanna know is it okay
Is it just fine
Was it my fault
Is it my lack

I don’t understand about
The weather outside
The harbinger to the words
That somebody lied

There’s solace a bit for submitting
To the fitfully cryptically true
What’s happened has happened
What’s coming is already on its way
With a role for me to play

I don’t understand
I’ll never understand
But I’m trying to understand
There’s nothing else I can do

– Red Red Red by Fiona Apple