[MARiNA'S SPACE™]

Yo Mr. President, does your stimulus package include a large sum of money so the bored and isolated can buy non-crappy 5 Hour Energy drinks? I didn't think so. Why would it?

So it's been almost a summer vacation's worth of time that I've been away from school now, only it's not summer and it's not vacation. No, it's winter, and more of a two and a half month long nap. Even with a 5 Hour Energy shot in the morning, I still get tired. I was only out for about two hours to have lunch with my mom, and I collapsed on the couch as soon as I got home. Everyday is like that now. You may be wondering why I haven't been in school just because I'm "too tired." Newsflash, I've got an actual disorder, so go lick a toaster. Right now we're sticking with PTS (sounds like "pots"). Don't ask me what it stands for because I really don't remember. It's a heart and vascular disorder where my blood pressure dramatically decreases while standing whereas my pulse skyrockets. It makes me tired and very dizzy, with the rare fainting spell.

Everyone at school has been so good to me, though. They've agreed to blank out my third quarter ranking period, so I don't have to worry about all that homework. My team (the S.W.A.T. Team [not to be confused with the SWAT Team with guns and bullet-proof vests]) created a card for me which most everyone signed, and they even chipped in to get me a $60 gift card to Movie Gallery. (I've already spent almost half of it.)

My father didn't take me seriously when I said inviting the Jonas Brothers over would make me feel better. What kind of a daddy is he? I even suggested that he tell them that I have "a rare and life-changing disorder." I thought it was a good plan.

Pft, Twitter. How would I fit this all in like, 140 words or whatever. Believe me, I'm not just saying that because it was too confusing for my smallish mush-brain. Honestly. That has absolutely nothing to do with anything. Really.

My brother just brought home my class picture. This baffles me for two reasons. One, I didn't order any pictures. Two, this picture has my face. When I got my ID card things, the picture was of my shoulder. Don't get me wrong, I love the picture. My hair looks very pretty (my acne doesn't), but...it's my face? Whatever. Who am I to question a good thing when it comes my way?

I have posters of my friends in my room. No joke. I really miss them that much. They even outnumber my Boba Fett posters! Given the fact that about three of my friends have already fallen down, that's pretty amazing. Of course, Boba is still my number one. After all, I'm not going to marry my friends.

This chair is incredibly uncomfortable. It's basically just an upholstered wooden chair. Okay for sitting in for a few minutes, not half an hour plus. At least I can take it out on the world by making seriously rude comments about things. Exercise machines are highly overrated! All they do is tone, sculpt, and increase your lifespan! There, I feel better.

My very first blog on my new PC. I must say, I've grown very fond of using a Mac, and changing to Windows just like that has been a bit odd. But this computer is all mine, and that should be enough motivation to get me using it.

Pebbles keeps rubbing against my back, then jumping off the chair, then jumping back on. It feels like a rocking chair sort of. The fact that I tip this chair forward when I'm using it helps.

Hey, this is also my first blog being 13. So many firsts, I scarcely know what to do. I know, let's dance! Spaz dancing is the very best kind of dancing. It's spaztastic! Muscle spasms are also spaztastic. Sometimes seizures, too, but seizures are really just extreme muscle spasms, which would in turn make them extremely spaztastic, wouldn't it? It all makes sense now. Yes, yes it does.

I have decided that I want to have Paramore music play at my funeral. "Decode" is one of my very favorite songs by them. When my mother took my brother and I to see Twilight in theaters (yes, my younger brother came, too), I kept waiting anxiously for "Decode" to play. I knew it had to play eventually, since it was on the soundtrack. So when did it play? During the ending credits while my brother and I were waiting outside the woman's bathrooms for our mother. Did you know that Twilight is Hayley Williams all-time favorite book?

I also love "Sunday Bloody Sunday" which apparently was a U2 song about an Irish war. And another song I love is "Emergency (Alternative Version)". It takes their original song from All We Know Is Falling and adds in a guy scream-echoing in the background. It scared me the first time I heard it, but I got used to the screaming guy, and we're cool now. No worries.

Want to know something weird? One of my other absolute favorite artists is Miley Cyrus, or Hannah Montana if you will (seeing as how they are clearly two different people). I'm about the only girl on this world who loves Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana, Jonas Brothers, Paramore, Pink (the singer, not the color), and Star Wars. I have many different interests. Back to Hannah/Miley. For some reason, "It's All Right Here" sounds all crackly on my playlist on my profile on The Doll Palace, but it doesn't on Project Playlist, where the playlist was created. Maybe there was a glitch in the link or something.

Speaking of music, at the moment I am listening to "I Don't Care" by Fall Out Boy. FYI, they are NOT an emo band. Not mentioning any names -cough-PROTONJON-cough- but some people have actually thought this. Before this song, I was listening to "Bigger Than Us" by Hannah/Miley. I'm not quite sure which name it was officially recorded under.

My parents are on Second Life right now. I cannot even begin to tell you how weird it is to watch adults use chat-ese amongst themselves. And I thought it was hard enough to teach English to all the teens and youth of the technological world who have seemed to forget basic third grade English. My mom's avatars are all black cats. It's so friggin awesome. She has one with wings, an ordinary one, and a Tinies one with a cute dress, bow, and friendship bear. Aparently she also has a 7 foot gothic woman avatar, too, that I have yet to see. That should be interesting. My father just signed up. His avatar is human with black and red hair. Why do my parents have Second Life accounts, you may be wondering? Well my mother is part of it for the library she works at, and my dad is hoping to make a little money DJing. He's been DJing (in reality) since he was in high school, I believe.

I miss my friends. That was random, but so true. The last time I talked to any of my friends was last Friday on my birthday. Danae and Elyse both called to wish me a happy birthday.

I'm eating yummy Hamburger Helper right now and listening to "Burning Up" by Jonas Brothers. That reminds me, I still have to put my Jonas Brothers poster back up. It fell in the middle of the night a couple of days ago, and for the rest of the night it was over my head and made noise whenever I moved. I just tossed it on the floor in the morning and have been to lazy to put it back up.

And speaking of putting things up, I have to take down my calendar. It was the kind of calendar where you fill in all of the days and months. It was completely blank, with the exception of the pretty pictures corresponding with each month. Now I need another year supply of calendars, and you know how hard those are to get.

So I leave you with this, I really have to blow my nose. No, seriously. That's actually why I'm stopping (that and this blog is getting pretty long). I hope you all are happy, now that my newest blog isn't about the election, which took place two months ago. You're welcome.


-MaRiNa

Yeah, he won.

-whispers "Yes!" while clenching fist-

Yes, well, this year has certainly been a first for me politics wise. First meaning the first year I actually knew anything about the elections and actually kept myself updated. I suppose my age would be the reason for that. I was only eight the last election, so I didn't really understand politics. Now I don't completely understand it, but I know much, much more than I could've ever imagined four years ago.

And as you might have assumed, I was an Obama supporter the entire race. Well, in the Obama/Biden vs McCain/Palin race I supported Obama, but if I were to actually vote, I might've voted for McKinney/Clemente. Yes, strangely enough, there are actually women in politics that I support.

From this you might conclude that I dislike Sarah Palin. No. I hate Sarah Palin. H-A-T-E, HATE! If she runs for president in 2012, I think my head will explode. What's crazy is that my best, best friends think she's the greatest thing since air.

Let's move away from the crazy world of politics for a moment and talk about Barack Obama. Lol. As weird as it is, seeing as how he's a politician, he actually seems like a man who you'd want to eat dinner with. I mean don't get me wrong, John McCain seems like a very approachable man, but not someone I'd ever want at my dinner table to small talk over potatoes and peas with.

One day when I'm either married to Joe Jonas or Boba Fett (depending on which is more "realistic"), I'll have Chinese with Obama. I hope he likes rice. Yummy.

My head is too flooded with politics to really talk about anything else. So without any further ado,

-MaRiNa

So today was our team field trip to the Nordic Heritage Ski Center for a tour, team building activities, and a nature hike. The lodge was amazingly cozy. I could almost picture myself moving in there. The area outside of the lodge was great, too. They actually hold the biathlon there. Cool, right?

After the tour, we played some team building activities like triangle tag, "everybody's it", sharks and minnows, and a a game where we had to walk while our feet were "fused" together. It was pretty fun. Lunch was next, and that was all good. Then we went on the nature hike. It was absolutely BEAUTIFUL! We were the only ones on the facility, so it was just our three classrooms and three teachers anywhere within miles and miles of the place. Literally miles and miles, since the trails were several miles long, and so was and sort of civilization.

Half-way through the wonderful nature hike, after we went through the regular woods and the "Enchanted Woods", it began to rain. Being the responsible adults they are, Mr. Perault, Mrs. Curtis, and Mrs. Richardson decided that it would be best if we took a short cut out of the woods to get back to the Nordic Heritage Ski Center and get out of the rain faster.

Good plan, right? Well things aren't always as easy as they seem. Now this was the first time our grade had ever gone to the Nordic Heritage Ski Center, so our teachers didn't know where any of the trails went. For the past fifteen or so years, they've climbed Quoggy Joe, but this year they decided to do something different.

We got lost. Seriously. Where we ended up actually was off the map. We had to walk FOREVER through fields, four-wheeler trails, and even a golf course until we finally found a road and waited for the bus to come get us.

I am so ridiculously tired that it's not even funny. Even my Mountain Dew Revolution isn't helping. And the fact that my legs are still extremely sore from running the mile yesterday didn't help, either.

Oh, and did I mention that I had to carry my backpack on my back the entire time, too? PLUS Elyse and Danae drank all of my water after I only had one sip.

But I really shouldn't be complaining. Corlyn had it the worst out of the entire team. See, even though she's twelve, she has arthritis in her knees. Yeah, I think you get where I'm going with this.

More news...oh, yes. I think Chaya might have a stalker, and I'm not joking at all. I logged on today so I could write this blog, and saw that I had THIRTEEN views of my profile, for just today. Obviously, that caught my attention. So like anyone would, I clicked on it to see what and when they viewed my profile. It's very convenient, since you can even click on the link the person used to find your profile.

Someone searched Chaya's full name, which I will not give away, TWICE on Google. As if that weren't suspicious enough, the person also searched through every one of my photo albums, some more than once, and through my updates.

Whoever you are, person who is searching for Chaya, just know that you are very stupid.

Very, very stupid. I mean, we're talking lighting yourself on fire to keep yourself warm stupid. Honestly, I don't why you're checking up on my best friend. Whatever your reason, just know that I know my way around computers and can check up on whatever you are doing. Msn is nice like that, and so are many other programs. Don't believe me? Then that's your problem.

Go fall in a hole and die. That is unless you are actually a student at our school. Then I might reconsider. Maybe.

-MaRiNa

I ran the mile in gym today. Seeing as how I have absolutely no physical talents, especially none in long-distance running, it sucked. It sucked like...to lazy to thing of something that really sucks.

We had another lock down today. For all you strangers out there who randomly decided to read my blog even though you don't even know who I am, lock downs are basically where we go, in an orderly fashion, to the cafeteria and wait there until the police search dogs are done searching our things for drugs. Apparently at least two girls in my grade were caught with drugs. Whether this is true or not, I don't know. I'm usually the last to find out about these sorts of things.

I have begun the actual "copper" portion of my copper tooling project in tech ed. The image I am imprinting on the piece of copper is none other than a clip art image of Boba Fett. What a surprise, right?

I am now officially suffering from Star Wars dehydration. I haven't watched a single Star Wars movie in weeks! Weeks, man! When is Spike going to wake up and realize that they need to start playing them again?? One a week is all that I ask for. Oh, and that I don't fricking miss Attack of the Clones again. I always seem to miss the first hour or so of Attack of the Clones, in which is the scene on Kamino, which is, like, the best scene of Boba Fett in the entire movie.

Life sucks.

On a lighter note, I have officially decided that I want to be Hayley Williams for Halloween. Unfortunately, I don't think I'll be trick or treating this year, seeing as how none of my friends are because they're too busy or going with someone else, and after all that talk of drugs being given out as candy... I think I'll just go to the Halloween dance at school, if I do anything at all.

I am really tired. Really. See, I can't even think of anything else to write. That's just how tired I am. And it's not even five yet. Sigh...

-MaRiNa