pix

Sick of people bothering me about it. And you'll continue bothering me, because I barely took any pictures. Oops!


girls n boys-- ::Jason and Bettina walk into Emily's house, an hour late:: .... ::Bettina runs to get into pic with 7 girls she doesn't know::


"How come it looks like there's more guys than girls?" ... "Because... there ARE..."


At the restaurant-- Bucca, at Yorktown. Sir Andrew Shen, looking mighty noble.


Crap. The only serious pic that me and Jason took together. And I look like crap. >_<


This one's better. And my earring was bugging me so I'm playing with it in about 4 different pictures. Which I'm not posting.


too much fun with the menus there. "Let's make origami!" Ahaha... our waiter, Jake, was feriggin awesome. By the end of the night, we were all best buddies. And he put Jason's menu boat up on the shelf with all the decorations.


Lizelle, Kara and me... yay a normal pic! That Kara took... because I'm not smart enough to do these things...


Oh and we left a thank you note to Jake. On the back of a menu. With menu crayons. Yay!


Way too amused by pretty stuff. But I loved the corsage... good thing we went to get it, Jason! haha Okay I'm done, no more pix... don't kill me.

psst...

mlb picks

Having had sufficient time and distractions to recover from the death of the 2004 Chicago Cubs, I have made my DREAM picks for this year's postseason (not logical, just dream):

NLDS:
LA Dodgers vs. St. Louis Cardinals- Cubs in 3 games. (Okay, actually, I'd like the Dodgers to sweep the Cards... yes, I understand they already lost today. But my DREAM PICKS...)
+ Matt Morris will give up 4 in the 1st inning
+ Scott Rolen will finally bust out his knee TOTALLY.
+ Hee Sop Choi, as an ex-Cub, will come thru and KICK MAJOR BIRDIE ASS.
Atlanta Braves vs. Houston Ass-trolls- Cubs in 3 games. (Sorry I couldn't help it... okay, Braves in 4. Houston can kiss it. That's RIGHT Allen... your precious stros are goin down. And Roger Clemens ain't got no homerun in him.) And basically, if the Cubs can't be in it, then NO ONE in our division can.

ALDS:
Boston Red Sox vs. Anaheim Angels- Sox in 4. Let's see how the rally monkey fairs against Keith Foulke.
Minnesota Twins vs. New York Satanspawn- Yanks in 5. So they can work for it, damnit. So they can use up their weakass starting rotation. I actually like the Twins, but if they win, the world won't be able to see this:

ALCS:
Boston Red Sox vs. New York DevilIncarnate- Sox in 7. I think it'd be illegal for this to happen any other way. Fights in game 3, 5, and 6. A Yankee fan will be found battered and unconscious outside of Fenway. The world will scream Hallelujah.

NLCS:
Atlanta Braves vs. LA Dodgers- Braves in 6. I like the Braves. With or without Javy... they're a pretty spiffy team. Because they deserve it, having proven their endurance even after losing half their team. Oh, and Gagne will blow a save, to add a little drama.

World Series:
Sox vs. Braves- Sox in 4. Because they deserve a break. And because damn right, it's better than yours.

the BEST HOMECOMING .. of my sophomore year!

Well, there's another one next week. And that will be spectacular... however.... I have no date. Yes ladies and gentleman, if you ever meet a Maine South boy, you can safely assume that he holds no appreciation for the beauty and excellence that IS bettina chang. Ahahaha.. but anyway.

Thank you very much to the great (and dashing) Jason Lee for a marvelous remarkable absolutely magical night. I hope I helped to break your "homecoming curse", especially because you totally slaughtered me at our game last night. Also thank you to Sir Andrew Shen for giving in to peer pressure and coming along, even though we tortured him by pretending that we weren't going after all. Thanks to Emily for taking a million and a half pictures at her house.... to Kara for being so nice and just absolutely hilarious... Lizelle for having so much chemistry with me... Giemar for threatening to explode the peppers onto us... Joe for being my fake date with my fake ID with a non-existent permission form. There were SO MANY PEOPLE and they split us up at dinner so I didn't get introduced to half of them! But they were all super nice.

I'M SO SAD I DIDN'T GET TO SAY BYE TO YOU GUYS! I don't really feel like recounting the night. But it was hilarious. And everything we did was ON PURPOSE. Yes, that counts forgetting flowers, tickets, ID, getting lost, running red lights, not ringing doorbells... I wish I had taken more pictures. But I didn't. So I'll just wait until someone else gets them up and I will steal accordingly =D

other crap

So to make up for it, I shall give a taste of summer:

Aahah what a great night... I MISS SUMMER! It's so cold now! I'm not ready for fall =( The "tattoo" on my arm says "PRIOR #22" on it... haha... back when he came off the DL [Remember the hope we held at that point?]. Remember that bruise I had on my arm from running into a wall? Yeah I drew the heart to cover it up. Hahaha. I'm cool now.

OMG MY CUBBIES. I seriously feel like something inside me has died. But it's kind of good that we were slowly edged out of the race, instead of just losing in the postseason like last year. It was a little less painful. But a lot more sad. It's crazy to think that the season's over. But it was a good year... we loved them, we hated them, we hoped we pined and we pained... I'm still proud. Back to back winning seasons-- one step at a time, right? And um, go Red Sox?

I'm getting my braces off tomorrow. =D Yeah that's RIGHT, no more calling ME metal mouth.

can't say

I really don't think there's a way to describe the way I feel right now. I'm just so mixed up. Priorities, future, family, friends... too much to handle. So much homework lately... I haven't been doing 25% of it, and that's how I'm surviving. But sooner or later it's gonna bite me in the ass (like the 38/51 I got on my Euro test... luckily he curves).

So this week is pretty much dead to me. Tryouts don't start until tomorrow-- I also have Drivers' Ed on Tuesday and Thursday (my first driving session with the school). Saturday is homecoming, which I'm ridiculously and unnecessarily stressed for. But I am, and that sucks. I love my sister for saying she will be home Friday to save me. But Friday seems so far away. So many things are so far away. First semester usually flies by for me... so untrue this year. I don't understand how I'm surviving or not surviving... why I still exist, why I still do all the things I normally do. I'm living my life through a haze, and I don't know where it's coming from.

[dear lord i am editing this part of the original entry as it has apparently brought me bad luck...]

ouch.

I hurt! THAT MAKES ME HAPPY. Choreographed all Friday night, completely collapsed on my bed, then went to my audition at 9 am. It went pretty well, I think. The judges were really nice (we knew a bunch of them from our old school). My shoe came off in the middle of it, but that wasn't the biggest problem at all. We find out tomorrow so.... ::cross fingers::

Then tomorrow till Wednesday are tryouts for orchesis (dance performing group at school). I don't know exactly what I'm thinking, going into this... I just want to test my luck, you know? Get in shape a lil. (I'm sore as hell though... that's probably not a good thing). But I'm gonna be hella busy, with Drivers' Ed right afterwards, plus, our AP Euro teacher has kicked into full gear. I guess the last chapter was just an intro, cuz now we have homework/reading assignments like mad for the next -who knows how long?

I feel like my days are being consumed by these things. And usually, striving towards goals (getting my liscense, making orchesis, etc) can keep me happy. But it's not working like that this year. I'm missing out on something.