I know you've heard it already, but my eyes are doing the 'escape the sockets' thing again.

So, you wanna hear about the trip? Sure you don't, so let's get going! :angel: I had to get up at school time (aka 6 am) so I was pretty beat for a good while. The girl whom we all love dearly had fallen ill the day before and thus my friend Arnold was stuck with an unsocial me on the bus. I was busy drawing pretty things.
We took a horse drawn carriage to the camp, but it seemed to only carry ten less people than us. (I don't know if this sentence made sense. This is appliable to most of them. Give me a break, this is not my native language.) One of the teachers and a guy went by car, but it was still awfully cramped and Arnold sat on the stairs, but he didn't fall off in the end. What a shame. ...I felt sorry for the horses.
We went sightseeing in the nearby city, and everything there seemed to carry some religious quality. I nearly screamed when the guy in the amazing library said non-Christian people can't even be Hungarian. (I am both.) But I saw a desk with books covering every inch of it, with tons of shelves and compartments and thingies and I am so going to have one like it when I grow up. (That will probably be described in more detail in my next post here.) A man who was showing us around also said he would take my Vietnamese classmates back 'where they belong' because they don't deserve Hungary. Well, I don't know how much knowledge you have about my country, but it's a small thingy in Central Europe with lousy economy and an anthem that only pronounces how much we suck, but it's still wonderful poetry. So that was not only racist, but lacked foundation in reality too.
Anyway, we played number war, and I have always been really bad at that one, so after running around for a while with nothing gained in the end, I stood out in the open and asked an opponent to shoot me so that I may walk around unbothered. Of course, I had to pick the boy with dyslexia, but he managed to read it on his third effort.
Around that time, one of my classmates got drunk. I mean so drunk he fell on his back while he was peeing and nearly fell into the lake and the teacher had to almost carry him back in his arms and he nearly drowned in his own vomit at night so his parents came to take him home. Goddamnit, we are fourteen years old! I know he's the guy who invited one of the girls over for the night with no good intentions, but he is still my age, probably even younger. Gee.
The Hungarian teacher who accompanied the class (he's really young, about twenty-four years old and tall and thin and moves like he was dancing, which is another great story by itself) told us the zombies come out after ten in the evening, so after a debate we asked him to accompany us to our zombie summoning. We were all chanting stuff when two boys showed up and started a cock-fight in the mysterious glow of mobile phones and torches.
Oh, who is this 'us' I use so frequently? Well, there are only seven girls in our class (it's a special maths one, so no big surprises here), so five of them, including me and my two friends Arnold and Ben. I'm not all good with the female ones, but it was more a matter of being in the same house and good fun can be had with them too. They are not geeky, but they aren't right in the head either, maybe like me in a much milder edition.
We stayed up until three am and didn't bathe. I slept alone in a room with the Vietnamese girl who is... well... let's just say she spends her day shopping and talking about various people's buttocks and famous people. I was afraid of her.

Okay, it's getting late and this is one heck of a long and boring post anyway, so I'm gonna continue next Friday. So yer not getting future plans then. Such a shame.

'Lo! My grandmother left to visit some of her relatives yesterday, so I slept at her house to keep company for my dog living there. He was named by my mother after the pet in Seventh Heaven, and I'm not the only one who thinks Happy is a stupid name. I slept fully dressed, ate cookies for breakfast and watched pointless anime, just like any little child left alone in a house. I also drew my worst nightmare. The person from my school whom we call Legolas did his English exam that day too, so I got to see him in his beautiful black shirt. He has long, sleek blonde hair and wears rock band T-shirts. He has a quiver too... So yep. Then today I found out I lost my lunch ticket, so I ate a classmate's leftovers in a sandwich format. It tasted so great I'm going to do this more. Especially since this is the fifth week in a row when I can't find that goddamned piece of paper which I should absolutely not store in my back pocket because I use that a lot. Later, I read the first few chapters of Ilias aloud rythmically. Nobody listened and when I complained they made me explain about Akhilleus. Gee, kids today. Also, there are tons of edible plants on the streets now, so I often dine on my way home.

...Our class trip was a few days ago and heaps of disastrous and comical things occurred, but today I felt like writing about boring happenings.

Aagh, my eyes are flowing out of their sockets. I'm pretty tired, but not sleepy, so I'll post something here instead of going to bed.
[B]About my activity on Menewsha:[/B] I come up almost daily to play snake (I'm not so bad at it, my high score is around 1900), maybe even post on the forums, and then shop. The thing is, I don't know what to buy. I still don't have any pants, but when I bought some, they looked so terrible I immediately decided to put that off for a while instead. My butt must be cold. :sarcasm: So I buy random things that can't be seen on my avatar and excuse myself with saying 'I'm saving for something.'.
[B]About my day:[/B] There was some pretty big event in our school today, I have not the foggiest what you call it in English, but it means the occurance when the seniors (if that's what you call 'em) walk all around the decorated school. Well, in the morning, I had to get up earlier to pick some flowers and chop some green plants for this occasion in the garden, and hated every minute of it. (The plant was kind of... prickly.) The road we usually take was under construction (yep, during the morning traffic jams), so we had to use another route. The problem was that when we tried to turn off the road, a green van suddenly sprinted up and thus endangered all of our lives and prevented us from taking that turn. My father swore. He never does that, it startled me. So we drove several miles more than we originally had to and finally arrived at my school - Dad took me all the way because of those enormous plant packages. I'm not going to get into the details of how education sucks now, you all know that all too well. But in the afternoon, I did most of the decorating work (I spent about two hours on the stairs) and then most of the people criticised my turning the school building into a jungle. My friends screwed up my work, so I left them and drew on a blackboard instead, but I turned out to dislike my work, and I was the one to draw the plane - that was a mistake, I would sooner come to the conclusion of it being a toaster than a plane. So then we went to the library and two of my friends played board games. It was boring, so I read Hamlet, and they left me there. Great. Not to mention that probably nobody looked at my finished work twice, standing in one place during the seniors walked by singing and laden with flowers wasn't very pleasing (well, I did have some fun around that time, I told people my secret dream, sang songs that made no sense, sang songs that did, and tried to put my belt in other people's nose - just the usual stuff). We started removing all the decorations five miutes after that, and of course, only two people helped again. Finally, we went home, and one of my classmates asked us about a group name on the way. I had tons of great, witty and random ideas, but no one seemed to care. Oh, and when I got home, my mom said my feet were smelly. Gee, thanks, I haven't removed my shoes for fifteen hours straight because I had more pressing matters. And she said anoher rude thing too, but that would require an awfully long story to understand, and I don't get paid for this, you know, so it's worth nothing to me to tell you.
It wouldn't have been so bad if it hadn't come all in one day, combined with school. So of course it did. But this still wasn't nearly all of my day. Bleh.
[B]Positive thing:[/B] I wore the shirt I got from my sister for the event (she only wore it once) and looked like a pirate. Yarr. :)

Edit: Wow, what an awfully huge block of text, I almost feel ashamed of it.

Rejoice, blessed people of Menewsha Avatar Community located on the wild wild west... wait, that should be world wide web. The thing is, I am here, currently only wearing a pair of goggles (those are my favourite clothing items ever) and with hair I still had only a week ago in real life. ...Yep, I have a real life, ain't that great, actually, it isn't, ha ha ha, now my mood is ruined, you see, I have mood swings every now and then, so off I go, see you later, or maybe not! :roll: