Okay, so I never use my blogger blog anymore because I have been blogging on
csethna.com. However, it's been down since August 2008 because corrupt sectors on my master hard drive were melting things. Naughty. It should be back up next weekend. Never come here again. The posts have been migrated there. But this is immature Cyrus. so don't read it.

Well.. I have been blogging that much.. probably because I've finally realized that putting shit about my life on a blog is stupid because the people that I'd want to read it never do and the people that do read it don't understand.

So I figure I'd just post this. I'm actually too lazy to talk about all the shit that's happened to me since October. Too much has happened. But I'm generally enjoying life.

I wrote the translation under it in pink with Nicole's pink pen.

"We've been friends for a while now. I find you very attractive. I'd like to see our friendship move to a different level. Could I take you out for dinner on Saturday night?"

Sorry, I don't think I could ever ask that. Asking the internet for advice sometimes produces some interesting stuff.

What to Do if Your Offer is Rejected

Don't cry alone and die.

The more I talk to her, the more I realize how much I like her. The more I talk to her, the more I realize how she's not interested in me.

It's really hard to be non-descriptive yet express myself at the same time. Not only is she pretty, but she's just such an amazing person to talk to. And I really mean it this time. It's not just the stupidity and foolishness of a 16-year-old.


At this point, I really think that I have somewhat of a chance. We had an interesting conversation today, and maybe if I convince her that all guys are not Satan reincarnated (or all of them are except me :-D) then maybe, just maybe she'll think about it.

But I'm scared of ruining our friendship; just because of creeping her out (in the event that she really isn't interested). Gah. This is so confusing. It's like emo dilemma after emo dilemma and it can't be good for my emotional stability. (Which doesn't exist if you're ever talking to my friends because it's unmanly).

I doubt that anyone is going to read this anyway, but if you have any ideas or suggestions comment away :-D

Well, I've had a pretty interesting weekend. I think that overall it's been fun. Friday night I went to the game, then Nicole, Emilie, and Hammy came over and we watched rent for a little while.

Saturday morning I served my detention for "sexually harassing a staff person" and then I went to Make a Difference Day to make a difference. The cornhole tournament was pretty successful, we had 14 teams and everyone had a lot of fun. Señorita Smith and the German teacher were the first place staff team (5th place overall). I played my ukulele between sets at the Help from the Heart event. I didn't realize though how long it would take Manifest Destiny to set up. So I only prepared like 3 songs and I had a lot more time where I just stood there and looked stupid.
After that, I came home and played video games in peace and quiet. Nobody here but me. Lienne's friend, Emily slept over last night and she beat me with a pillow. First time a pillow actually hurt.

This morning I woke up at about 11 and I just did a whole lot of nothing. I think I'm going to work on some homework now. I have to redefine all those spanish terms that we all "plagiarized" since there is a quiz tomorrow. And I have an AP US test tomorrow. Fun shit I know.

Oh yeah, and the title of this post. I don't know. People boggle the mind. Especially female people. And I can never spell Especially right, the spell checker always flags it.

I have been very random in my posting to the blog. Not that I have any regular readers so it doesn't really matter that much.

Lets see. We just got back from a really long weekend. On Thursday night I went to the special ed dance. It was fun and it really made me feel like I was doing something good for society. On Friday I can't really remember what I did. I'm pretty sure that I ended up hanging out with Eric, after playing chess with Billy. On Saturday I had to referee 4 games. Kinda boring after a little while, but I survived. Then I went to Billy's LAN. That was fun. I slept the entire day on Sunday, woke up at 2 am Monday and read the entire Macbeth before going back to bed at 6:30 am. Then I did homework for a good portion of the day. I didn't feel sorry for myself the entire weekend. How excellent.

Now I'm slightly depressed, but it's really not a big deal. I'm utterly tired of the whole dating scene. I think I'm just going to chill for a bit and not really care. Because I don't at the moment.