The Life of Me

WARNING: The "H" key still isn't working.

Hi! My name is Sue Donimm (supposedly) (that's not really my name... Just a pseudonym) (Get it?) (Psuedonym=Sue Donimm). I am __ years old, and I live at __________________. I have 2 older sisters, a mom, and a dad. My sisters and I haven't fought since I was 7 years old. I am not kidding. People think we're crazy because we haven't hated each other for so long. When we used to go to school together, we'd walk down the halls together some...

(I know this is completely off-topic from the last entry, but...)

I have noticed lately how strange our idea of entertainment is. I've done a lot of thinking about this for the past few months, ever since I was watching Iron Man 3 one day on TV (good movie, by the way) and I suddenly realized how much I was enjoying that movie. I was watching people kill each other, and it was so exciting. Of course, I don't only like movies where people kill each other. And I'm not saying it's a...

I would like to apologize to some people who I probably have never met. Remember that post about abortion that I posted a while ago? It was a bit... Angry. Or something. I mean, I wanted to say all that to pro-abortion people, but I don't want to say that to women who have had abortions and regretted it. I didn't really think about those women, and I'm sorry I didn't. I'm not going to say anything about abortion in this entry. (I was sort of thinking I would, but I don't know why I did.) I ju...

I was reading Slaughterhouse Five by Kurt Vonnegut (that was... Well... A book... I don't really know what I thought of it... It wasn't bad, I guess), and I reached the part when Billy Pilgrim is telling the distance Tralfamadore is from Earth. I don't remember the exact number, but I know that it was one trio of 0's past a trillion. I asked my older sister, "What comes after trillion?" And she said, "I don't know... Zillion?" We both kind of assumed that wasn't true, but we had no clu...

Santa Claus is a very freaky person! I mean, first of all, he's like, F-A-T with a capital F and A and T. Secondly, he is very, very, very old. Third, he's extraordinarily jolly. Observation #4: He takes advantage of the small-ness of elves and enslaves them. It's cruel. 

And, I believe that everybody already knows and believes this, but he's such a freaking stalker! He sees you when your sleeping! Need I go on? Can you imagine waking up and seeing an old, red, round, blubbe...

I am a very fast typist. This is a wonderful thing--until it becomes a not-wonderful thing. I had reached the beginning of the last paragraph of an entry about stressing out that I intended to post when, OH NO, my fingers slipped a little and I clicked something wrong (I don't even know what it was) and it took me back to the Blog screen. The entry was lost. I was SO FREAKIN' MAD!!! (But it was a long entry that probably no one would have gotten to the en...

(Wow! Sorry it's been so long! And the smiley face entries were kind of pathetically pointless. Sorry.) 

I don't know if this is how it is for everyone, but I think that "The Holiday Season" is Halloween-a few days after Christmas. (Christmastime lasts from after Thanksgiving to sometime in January, Christmas Radio Stations! It doesn't END Dec. 26!) The Holiday Season is the time of year when exercise is ab...

So, I was making that last entry about mispronunciations, and I got to number 8. Usually, when I'm numbering something, I put the number and then a parenthesis, like so: 5). But when I got to 8, I typed in 8 and then ), and this popped up:  I was like, "Whoa. Go away, mini man." But he didn't. He just sat there. I tried a few more times, finally typing 8 *space* ), then backspaced the space, and it worked. Then I published the post, and the dude was back. So I went through and changed ...

I am right. When it comes to word pronunciations, I am always right. That's just how it is. (Not really...) I really, really, really, really, really hate it when people pronounce words wrong--or just, differently than how I pronounce them. (Unless they, like, have an accent or something. Then it's okay.) (If it's a British, Irish, or Scottish accent, then their pronunciation is so much better than mine.) (I love British...

I am religious. Roman Catholic. (Christian...) Go me and my religion! But you know what bugs me? Religious people tend to get judged. And people who are related to religious people get judged and made fun of.

A friend of mine just told me that she used to get teased because her dad was Jewish. People said some awful things. I mean, I got ticked off when I was watching a Tim Hawkins (the Christian comedian) video on YouTube, and one of the comments was "Christians have no sense of humor...

Okay, so I was on this trip over the summer. It was hot out. We did a bunch of tiring stuff. And all the places were really spread out, so there was a lot of walking done. In the sun. And the heat. You got really dehydrated and thirsty and exhausted--the trip was really fun, though!

But on each of the trails and stuff, there were little water stations: little cart thingies with a big thing of ice water, and... Dixie cups. Dixie cups? Really? What about Solo Cups? WE'RE FREAKIN' T...

On a happier note than the last two entries, awesome people are so awesome! (I keep accidentally typing "poeple" instead of "people.") So, after school today--thankfully no volleyball practice (I hate crying in front of people) (I think I'm much more emotional than people think...)--my awesome mom (who is not actually the awesome person who inspired this entry... But she is AWESOME) handed me this paper bag. She informed me that it was from her friend Patty. I looked inside, and I saw a bunch...

So, as you may know (if you read that last entry), yesterday, I was not elected student council president. (I know, it may seem like I'm making a huge deal about it... I tend to do that... But why do I want to be on student council so bad?... I don't really know...) So, today, we elected student council officers: secretary, treasurer, and 2 liaisons. A friend of mine who had also run for student council president agreed to vote me for treasurer if I voted her for secretary. I did so (I'm pret...

I was really irritated earlier today. I've spent the past couple of weeks writing speeches, making posters, coming up with brilliant ideas, and doing other campaigning stuff, running for student council president. I lost some hours of sleep over this. I was stressed out about it. My partner-in-running (in other words, vice president) had just undergone surgery, so I had to say our entire speech. In fact, I ended up writing the whole darn thing. Now, that was difficult. You know how som...

(Okay, maybe these people aren't losers... They're just not quite up-to-date on stuff... Or just ignore the new stuff) So, as I said a few entries ago, I'm smart. And responsible. And a bit of a rule-follower. (I do break rules, though!) And I only discovered good music about a year ago. Before that, I listened to some so-so music for about a year... Before that, music just didn't matter to me. (Now, I listen to it constantly.) I really don't watch many TV shows...

800 Service... Unknown Name... Private Number... People who I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO OR LISTEN TO OR LIVE ON THE SAME PLANET AS!!! Why are they the only people who ever call??? And why does the phone even bother to ring for them? Why can't there be a setting: Do not ring for___? It's especially irritating when one of the following things happens:

a) You're watching your favorite movie/TV show, and the phone rings a few times. Nobody else bothers to check it, so you get up, miss the best ...

Okay... So, for Christmas 2013, my friend gave me this awesome cupcake calendar. Each month has a photo of some really cool-ly decorated cupcakes. I have it hanging up next to my bed.

But calendars need to be added to my "This Is The 21st Century--Why Can't This Be Better?" List. Because every... single... page's... little... hanging... up... hole... is ripped. And every... single... page's... little... hanging... up... hole... has about 3,000,000,006 pieces of tape on it. It's been fin...

Okay... Not to toot my own horn, but *toot toot toot!* I'm very smart. Like... Straight A's smart. (I don't think I brag about it too much, though...) I just can't really help following instructions in school and taking notes and turning stuff in on time. I feel like everybody thinks, "Oh, she's so lucky! She's so smart." Sometimes, being smart isn't so fun all the time. I mean, I'm certainly not saying people who get all F's have it better than I do, but being smart isn't all that amazing. S...