do you/have you fill-'em-in from Kade

do you/have you

snuck out of the house (never had to)

gotten lost in your city (no, there's only three streets in my city!)

saw a shooting star (several times, only once or twice in time to wish on it)

been to any other countries besides the united states (two)

had a serious surgery (nope)

gone out in public in your pajamas (uhh...if you count the hallways at Shelly's dorm or in front of a few guys at camp--close friends, not potential-boyfriend-guys)

kissed a stranger (nope)

hugged a stranger (um...been hugged by people who knew me as a kid but that I don't remember)

been in a fist fight (not for real)

been arrested (got a speeding ticket)

done drugs (was offered weed once, didn't take any)

had alcohol (got in the same room as communion wine and nearly puked)

laughed and had your drink come out of your nose (several times, soda hurts)

pushed all the buttons on an elevator (in a three-floor building)

made out in an elevator (you could have stopped at the second word and the answer would STILL be no)

swore at your parents (not to their faces)

kicked a guy where it hurts (never needed to, wouldn't be chicken to do it if the need arose)

been in love (unrequited love)

been close to love (see above?)

been to a casino (when I was five! Seriously! Dad went to Vegas on business and we stayed ina  casino-hotel, though technically I only got close to where the actual gambling was going on)

been skydiving (nope, would rather hang-glide, though I haven't done that either)

broken a bone (nope, unless you count a wishbone, lol)

been high (only on Mtn. Dew and SweeTarts, and let me tell you, THAT is a rush!)

skinny-dipped (only in the bathtub--and the world is grateful, I know)

skipped school (ONCE, but it was because I threw up that morning)

flashed someone (not intentionally, but it happens sometimes in the cabins at camp)

saw a therapist (nope)

done a split (ha...ha...ha)

played spin the bottle (I sure as heck wish! I think we may have used that for Truth or Dare once--you know, to see who got chosen to go next--but obviously it wasn't the make-out version)

gotten stitches (needed them but didn't get them, I still have a scar on my cheek)

bitten someone (yeah, when I was little and Dad would roughhouse with me, that got my mouth free so I could yell for Mom)

been to Niagara Falls (supposedly, but I was so little I don't have any recollection of the experience)

gotten the chicken pox (I was nine, Mom rented a bunch of movies for me the whole time I was sick, it was great!)

kissed a member of the opposite sex (I wish...)

kissed a member of the same sex (not a real kiss, though I've kissed cheeks, and family members, Madison particularly)

had a friend crash into your car (no car crashes, ever)

been to Japan (I WISH!)

ridden in a taxi (in Canada! At 11:30 pm!...before that, when I was like, five...)

been dumped (I was eleven, does it count? Yeah. Thought not. Rejected before a relationship could begin when I WAS old enough for it to count, definitely)

been fired (I don't like those memories, thanks)

ever had a crush on someone of the same sex (no)

had feelings for someone who didnt have them back (once, majorly, but I'm finally past that)

stole something from your job (nope)

gone on a blind date (another thing I wish! Or at least I wouldn't mind)

lied to a friend (only for furtherance of a joke. Right, Shelly?)

had a crush on a teacher (Seeing that only one of the four teachers I've had was female, you'd think so, but no, never.)

celebrated mardi-gras in new orleans (I've never even celebrated it here! I think maybe I took a strand of the beads because they were purple...)

been to Europe (again, I wish!)

slept with a co-worker (slept with ANYONE? NO...)

had children (never will, by choice, and possibly by nature's design as well)

saw someone die (nope)

been to Africa (no, and don't really have much of a desire to. Maybe once, after I see all the other places I want to see, just to say I went...though if someone were to offer me a free trip there, I'd go. ^_-)

Driven over 400 miles in one day (driven or ridden in a car that was driven? The former, no, the latter, yes)

Been to Canada (YES! The most wonderful two weeks of my life!)

Been to Mexico (Yes, on a missions trip)

Been to South Pacific (Huh? You mean Southern California? Yes, but I was too young to really enjoy it...no, wait, the South Pacific is, like, southern South America, isn't it? Oh, bloody h***, I give up on this question. Dirty bugger.)

Been on a plane (YES! I love flying!)

Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show (was going to, but the tape turned up missing...wait, how does something "turn up" if it's "missing"?)

Thrown up in a bar (done ANYTHING in a bar? no)

Purposely set a part of myself on fire (not even UN-intentionally)

Eaten Sushi (nope, though Kat's trying to get me to)

Been snowboarding (I wish!)

gone skiing (I wish!)

Met someone in person from the internet (exchanged pics with, yes, gotten physical mail from, yes, talked on the phone with, yes, actually met face-to-face, no)

Been moshing at a rock show (anything at a rock show? no, durnit)

Been to a moto cross show (nope)

lost a child (reference question on had children, I'm more liley to murder a kid than lose one, lol)

gone to college (right now!)

graduated college (not yet)

done hard drugs (legal prescription isn't "hard," is it?)

tried killing yourself (nope)

taken painkillers (aspirin, tylenol, ibuprofin, that kind of thing)

love someone or miss someone right now (more than I'd care to think about)

think this test is a waste of time (nah, I'm avoiding homework)

bloddy h***

Oh my God...

This is actually a few hours late. I'm just now able to even think about it without crying.

I lost my job. (Or not, on the crying part, d*** it.)

I begged. Give me another chance and I'll do better. I can't afford to lose this job. Please. Anything. But to no avail.

I think she just plain got annoyed with me, more than anything else. I tried. D*** it, it's not like I wasn't trying my hardest. And you'd think that it's a mindless kind of thing, hello, this isn't rocket science, I know, but still.

But, like, I was shown how to do *everything* during the first week or two, and then after that I would mostly do certain duties, and when I would be asked to do one of those things again, I wouldn't remember three weeks later. Would anyone? Or am I just stupid or something?

You know what? I don't want to talk about it anymore.

But I'm going to have to, to Mom and Dad. Dad's going to kill me. I'm going to get the freaking "irresponsible" speech again. Somebody shoot me now. Please.

We didn't have to be there for acting class the whole time, we each had a ten-minute one-on-one with Dr. Dilday so he could critique our monologues. (In theory. I told him the above and I'll do mine Monday.) But anyway, we all gathered in the hall and were laughing and talking and all, so we went into an empty classroom and we hung out for the full class time. Dr. Dilday came in and said we could go if we'd done our monologue, and we were all, "We know." ^_^ It made me feel so much better, I went right from work (or lack thereof) to that and it really cheered me up, kept my mind off it.

The minute I walked into class Becky knew something was wrong with me, and when I told her she came over and gave me a hug and all, she was really nice about it. I like Becky.

Gah. I'm out of time. And I really don't have anything I feel like talking about. So I'm done for now.

"I regret to announce that this is the end! I'm going now, and I bid you all a very fond farewell. Goodbye!" *vanishes in Gandalf-induced puff of purple smoke*

Ah'll be bacccch... ^_^