Doctor Jones, Doctor Jones, calling Doctor Jones wake up now!

My oh my do you want to say goodbye, to rule that country, baby you and I!

Haha, hoooo boy. I’m excited about this semester. A good English class, a good AP Gov class, 3 classes with Maren, a class with Clint, classes with Jon, ahh, goodness all around. Should be a fun semester. And one by one, the loneliness birds fly away. That’s paraphrased from “Power of One,” a movie we watched in Sociology about a young british boy named P.K. and his attempt to unite the tribes of South Africa. Good movie actually. The actor that plays the older P.K. is the actor that plays Cecil B. Demented in the movie of the same name. If anyone has seen both of these movies… that’s just plain funny.

So… Last weekend was Lincoln Silverbowl. Debate tournament with lotsa people. I did meh in oratory. (I blame Wayne B.. Why not?) In LD some strange twist of fate brought me a 4-1 record, earning my a spot in quarter-finals. An even stranger turn of events lead to me winning my quarter-final round and advancing to the semi-final round, where I naturally lost. I had to debate North Dakotan kids. They were really good. The one I beat in quarters was my only loss earlier in the tournament. His name was Chaz and he had spiked hair, which leads me to believe he’s not a real person. The guy I debated in the semi-finals was Adam T. from Fargo something or other. Ms. Kroll apparently thinks he’s the best LDer she’s ever heard. It was an.. er.. interesting round. I didn’t understand the theory stuff he was talking about, but that’s different now. I could totally kick his ass. Today was the first day of AP government and we were reading about stuff that the guy was using. Grr… If only I’d known then.

The guy also looked like lesser known actor, David Morse. That just freaked me out, because I recognized the look, but couldn’t associate it. Naturally someone that looks like the cop from Dancer in the Dark has to kick my ass in LD.

One of the judges that round was a tauntaun. I don’t know why that matters, but the name is extremely familiar to me.

Oh, back to the bluebirds of loneliness comment, I might’ve found love (again, ha) at the tournament. Someone who was in plain sight… that’s where they’re always hiding. I’m still not sure if it’s real, but soon enough I will know. The prospect at least makes me happy. I’d be content to drift along at the whims of teases and flirts, as long as they were next to each other. The period in between the hopeful romance is the hard part. Don’t leave me with scars, that no one can heal!

I like that ramble a lot and make sense only in my head.

I’m also poorly organized. This is a problem in LD that gives me low speaker points. I’m still surprised I got into finals with speaks that low. I suppose it helped that three or four of the best debaters pulled out because they were from Lincoln… Ha. Fate.

I blame it on karma. I was picking up trash in the auditorium between rounds and thinking “this is for karmatic benefit.” It somehow worked.

And my third round was just bad. I’m afraid the judge didn’t like my opponent and made up reasons for me to win. Eek. oh well.

(In other news, my passive/aggressive exericse & diet program is having some results. I may soon drop below a mark that I’ve been above for several years. Exciting! And in only 4.5 more weeks I’ll be buff, the nice bowflex men on TV told me so!)

Why can’t I get, just one kiss?

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