I wanted to call my dad earlier, but I wasn't entirely awake, and I forgot.
I checked my e-mail a while ago and I had something from Connie asking what we were planning on doing with our father's day gift. I'm so screwed up about this new goddamned schedule, and I thought we'd be over at dad's today, but we're not. And I didn't call dad yesterday, because I had to watch Will and Hunter. That's not a great excuse, because they left at about 1, and I had all the rest of the time to call and I didn't, because I forgot, and because I was so upset.
This morning mom told me that next week she's taking us with her to Aurora for the week, so we can go camping fourth of July weekend, and I really don't want to. She called to check with dad and he said it was okay. I really wish he hadn't.. I'm so tired of everything.
I tried to call dad at home, and got the answering machine. I'd been crying, so I tried not to be wavery, but I don't think it worked. After I thought I'd calmed down, I tried his cell and got voice mail, and again I think I came off depressed in my message.
I'm tired of being at my mom's house. I don't consider it home anymore.. I want to go to my real home..
Then after I did some more silent sobbing, because Barrie's over, I went and watched some Top Gun, cried some more, and now I'm sitting here staring at the phone.
Ring. Please?

[EDIT:]
I got to talk to him on the phone for a while, and I feel better. I get to see him tomorrow, but I still don't want to go to Aurora.

For every person on earth, there are an estimated 200 million insects. This is why I don't like bugs.

Americans take an average of just ten days per year vacation. In France, the law guarantees everyone five weeks of vacation, and most full-time workers get two full months vacation. I'm going to live in France. I swear.

-Jennifer the daddys-girl.

School's been out for over a week, and the relaxing, no-worries feeling I usually get after even a weekend still hasn't come. I'm not expecting it to.
There's a lightning storm going on, so I probably shouldnt even be online.. but I feel so.. down right now.. I don't care. I just want to be happy again, and not have the angry thoughts every time there's quiet.
Someone save me from a droning summer!

Why is it raining?

[EDIT]
I went for a long walk in the rain after I posted this, and I feel better. Weeds are growing around the goblin pond now, so it looks better... it was so wet down there! I walked and walked.

I bought the Straylight Run CD yesterday. I was standing in target and could not remember a single band name. Now I do: Death Cab, Eisley, Taking Back Sunday... Oh well. Too late now. I didn't find galoshes there. Stupid target. Mom says I should try GI Joes.

Gonna listen to my CD now.

-Jenn, the invisible girl who wants magical pants.

I'm tired of having long hair. I want to cut it in the spirit on summer. Bah. Hair. I'll discuss it with my dad. *sigh*

I told my mom, "We should go see Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants together", and then I said, "No, nevermind, we'd be babysitting all weekend."
And then she said, "Maybe some other time.." And I said, "That's not going to happen, so oh well." And then she told me not to be negative, and I said that I was sorry, and she said we could rent it some other monday night. Right. Sure we will. Right after I've discovered the secret to cloning hybrid monkeys.

So, the biggest downer today was that after I got dropped off by my dad, two steps into the house I realized that I left my camera at dad's. Argh. I hate that.

I need soda. Got it. Dr. Pepper. Good stuff.

Good thing about today was that I got to IM with Emmloo, and stuff. It was good. Get this: when it's 12:30 AM here, it's 9:30 AM there. Daylight. Holy crap.

I'm going to write a tragic love story about Emily and an italian boy. And throw in some asylum-prone freak named Jenni somewhere in there...

Still need colorful patterned galoshes. Next weekend everyone's gonna go thrift shopping, okay? Someone's gotta take me! Please???? I got my 70$ paycheck!

-Jenni (asylum-prone freak).

So, I've got at least one problem, if not more. Ha.. right. Anyhow: I've been Gilmore-ing.. excessively, and though some may have thought it impossible, I have found someone of equal lemony goodness to Tom Felton. Yes, you heard me. Anyhow, It's the guy who plays Jess starting second season. Tight shirts are very kickass.

I feel kind of bad.. because I think mom/living situation stuff is being pushed to the edge and mom's upset, and everyone's upset. *sigh* I have to babysit this weekend too.

Someone get me some galoshes that have spiffy patterns on them so that I can go down to the goblin pond and not die from arachnaphobia... spiders in the grass down there are crazy, and I want to go photo-venturing.

I've got some photos to submit.. I like them, but I've been doing a good job of moderating my posts and not becoming an annoying "i've-got-to-post-everything-i've-ever-taken" kind of photographer. So, two, probably, photos from driving around in LaPine yesterday.

I'm going to be working and trying to update my website soon, so it shall be good.

Emily: Where are you, missy? I've had no contact! Let me know when you see this, okay?

-Jennabaloo, the invisible, hidden, mystery-flavor gummy bear.

I'm no longer in a horrible mood. Jump for joy.

I've been messing with a lotta different border styles with PSP.. might try some of them. I was wondering, do you think I should start putting a little "xMirrorMex" or "Jennifer Jae" in the corner of my borders? Titles? Let me know. I know lots of people, Emily included, do. Whatever. It's just a thought

Had a half day today for finals: Choir, Health, and Math. In choir, our concert was our final, so we had a study period. Health was open note, and I'm only really unsure of one of the answers I put down. Math, I'm bound to have some errors in there since I didn't have a calculator and am human.

Tomorrow is Science and English. Science is the kicker. I've got test notes, so I guess I'll finaly study for once in my life. *gasp*. In English, we've got some unsubstantial final, because our Autobiography paper that we've been working on was our 90-point final. I turned this in on time, by the way. But I'me scared silly that I'll get marked off for not double-spacing and starting each chapter on a new page. What can I say? I ran out of paper, underestimated the number of template copies I needed. But that's okay, because my template was so freaking kickass, I'm going to ace the creativity part. I even put photos in there: One of me and my dad when I was little, one of Emily and me in third grade, one of Tony, one of Rex.
I had them scanned at school, and e-mailed them to myself, so probably all but the one of Rex will get put into my scraps today.

I'm on book 4/4 of the ones I checked out on sunday. Gotta go back soon. Gonna check out some CDs, too.

I have a few deviations to put up, but I don't know if I will, because they're not my best.

Anyhow, going to do computer stuff now.

-Jenni