I will take a potato chip, and NOM NOM NOM NOM

Is there any truth in the origins of Rome?

The ledged of the foundations of Rome is the tale of Romulus and Remus. According to myth, Romulus and Remus were brothers, born by a Vestal Virgin named Rhea Silvia, who was raped by the god Mars. Once they were born, they were left in the Tiber River in a wicker basket. They were found by a she wolf, and nursed by her and a woodpecker until they were older, when they were found by a shepherd and his wife. They raised them to adulthood, and they blah blah blah....

This is what has been keeping me from writting to my blog as of late. This is only the rough draft of the essay that is due tomorrow!

I still have 900 more words to do, but I can manage it =]

I'm in Pysch class at the moment, researching for the OTHER essay I am writing, about Homosexuals and Transgendered people and if they should have rights. I am concidering weither or not I should condense it to only homosexuals and bisexuals, concidering the argument that transsexuals and transgendered people have a different battle to face than homosexuals - which is true, one is of sexuality, the other is of gender. Though both are on the same page in that: they are oppressed and deserve to be recognised and treated equally, I think that they are still very different things, so, even though I think everyone deserves equality, in terms of my essay, I am probably better off just sticking to one - otherwise it would be a very difficult essay to construct!

I am so tierd right now....

Ok, so here's a good point I should make. I have this crush. On this girl. And its the first time I'm felt attraction to someone in a very long time - exciting stuff, turns out I'm not asexual. Problem is I can never tell her, because she likes guys and might get weirded out. Not because she has anything against my sexuality or anything, but because we haven't known each other very long, and shes pretty shy and stuff. And we're close, I can trust her, and I think she trusts me, and I am NOT going to risk that. Plus, she lives in Ireland. No point really. So, I'm pissed that after all that not liking anyone for so long, it ends up POINTLESS. If F***MyLife were a ligitimate website, this would be a number one FMYLIFE.

I really need more coffee *goes to get 3rd cup of coffee in 2 hours* I've recently started drinking A LOT of coffee lately. I love the cappuccino in the bar/cafe up the street from my school - OH MY GOD, WOULD EMILY AND PHIL EVER STOP MAKING OUT RIGHT THERE!!!! - sorry about that, it's something I don't like to see when I'm working/writing to my blog. But yes, I really drink a lot of coffee.

OH YES, going even further back - I am an awful human being. Well, I'm not, but I sure am a stupid one. See I have this friend, sweet girl, one of my best friends, I'm really close to her, but I never see her anymore =[ Since I moved of course. I see her when I go home on most of my trips, and while I was in Dublin last weekend, I promised to see her. But I, the genius that I am, only saved her number into my Italian phone, which I then proceeded to leave behind. When I got to Dublin and used my dad's Irish phone, I got a number from my sister, and a couple of other numbers off of facebook, but unfortunatly, I couldn't get hers. I rang lots of people in my other friends phonebook, but I couldn't get her current number. Turns out she had been waiting at home the whole day for my phonecall, but I had no way to get in contact. I AM SUCH A JERK. I mean, there was nothing I could do, but SERIOUSLY, why didn't I write all these numbers down? Oh wait, I did, BUT I LOST THAT TOO. Not a clever girl me. I feel so bad, and I have NO idea how to make up for this. She knows I'm sorry, but sorry doesn't get that day back, does it?

There were other people I didn't get to see, and I only got to see my very best friend for 20 minutes in the middle of Supervised Study. So, SIGH, note to self, NEVER LEAVE ITALIAN PHONE BEHIND.

Other than that, The Convention was incredible, I met some really cool people while I was there. Best cosplay, In my opinion, was the guy dressed as Dr House. Complete with Limp. He was a Hero.

I really don't have time for this blog, I need to write these essays! There's some other drama going on here, but I'll have to write back later.

-Neevy-

I light another ciggarrette, and I float through the night...

This title is lyrics from a song I am obsessive over called "Float (My Electric Stargirl)" by the Atomic Swindlers. No one has heard of them, it breaks my heart.

On Monday, I gave in and joined Twitter. I decided I wanted to follow Stephen Fry, because he is a hero. I signed in today, and he hasn't even posted anything! Sigh. I also follow the GooGooDolls... but they haven't "tweeted" either. Not much use to me this Twitter. I'm much happier on my blog :)

I've been told by 2 Art teachers now that I should be pursuing Art at a post-secondary level. Something about me having "talent" or whatnot. So now I'm looking into English with a minor in Visual Arts. I can only do that in America and Canada, not Oxford, but hey, I wrote the SAT's didn't I? Still don't know the results though....

On Saturday I went to a meeting with the University councillor. Hes really nice, he came all the way from Canada to help us out... Really though, most of what he did was tell me that I was never going to get into Oxford, be ready for disappointment. GRRR. And he also said Princeton wasn't such a good choice, go for Standford... Okay then. I only wanted Princeton because it was the only website I could navigate and it had a scholarship for New Zealanders. But he thankfully mentioned that the better the school the less important the SAT scores (the SATS being subjective and all that jazz) and that the important thing is recommendations from your high school - and they love me here. SORTED.

In school matters, very pleased with my Parent Teacher Meetings. I have an essay due for Classics that I have done minimal research for, so I'm going to get to work on that soon... :S

In Maths I am retaking 2 tests that I bombed on at the beginning of the semester, which is great, Mr K is such a hero.

Annnnd. Nothing else of notability (I don't think that's a real word..)

GOING TO EIRTAKON IN 2 WEEKS!!

Eirtakon being the big Irish Anime Convention. I am ridiculously excited. Missing two days of school, but a bunch of my friends from all over Ireland are coming up to meet me there, and I'm doing the skit competition. I'm dressing as Mello from DeathNote.

HMMM. Oh yea, the other guy I'm running the Philosophy/Debate club SHUT THE CLUB DOWN WITHOUT TELLING ME. He decided that since no one was coming, that it was being made into a 'Risk' club. We had discussed the possibility, but he made the announcement this morning, and I was left sitting there looking like a fish out of water. I am not happy at all.

OH YEA, and I have this friend from Texas right, met him at the World Scouts Jamboree 07, great friends, not great at responding to facebook messages, but hell. It was his birthday the other day, and I sent him a happy birthday message... AND HE DELETED IT, WITHOUT REPLYING?? Not happy. I'm rather confused at the moment.

So, other than that... Nothing else of notability. I have a maths test tomorrow, and after it, I promised my friend Rob that I would catch up on FullMetal Alchemist : Brotherhood this weekend. I have to watch 22 episodes in one weekend, because I simply don't have the time otherwise.

Also, just over 2 weeks until my schools trip to Florence. It should be ok. Time to catch up on reading and such.

Well that's a long enough entry

-Neevy x