exchange 2005

due to the wide-reaching devastation of KATRINA, my family has decided that i should go live with Jane in Philly! I will be enrolling in classes at her school (Bryn Mawr) and will be living at her house. Even though i'm pretty sure most New Orleans Sacred Heart students are migrating over to Grand Coteau, I think that going ot good ole Pennsylvania would be better in the long run. I think it's going to work out like a normal exchange, and if New Orleans is inhabitable in the near future and Sacred Heart reopens, I would probably return.

what a surreal situation. One minute the senior class is bonding and talking about "that time that Jordan peed in the elevator" and the next our classmates are dispersed throughout the country without homes. I hope that everyone is safe and that all members of the class of 2006 are able to graduate this year and preferably in new orleans.

I'll be keeping in touch, and I hope to hear from everyone sooner or later. Feel free to comment here with where you are, who you are with, how you are doing, and where you might be going to live/going to school.

Even though this post is mostly vomitously boring, I am TOTALLY psyched about going to live with jane and becoming at least a half-member of the horstmann family! My cell phone, like all my fellow 504-ers are finding out, is not working. HOWEVER, I can still recieve text messages and my mom and my sister's phones can send them!

Do not fear! Hurricane Katrina's wrath will be over soon enough...

my thoughts on katarina

if someone said two months ago that my life could possbly be severly affected by Katarina, i would have thought that meant that a fluzy would seduce my mother into becoming a lesbian and i would be left to fend for myself. i would not have thought that a category 5 hurricane named katarina would possibly destroy my house and most of my possessions.

things i decided to pack:
- the 6th harry potter book
- my school books
- my jewelry (mostly stuff i made)
- a whole lot of fruit roll-ups
- merit cards from all the way back to 5th grade

things my mom wouldn't let me bring that i really wish i would have considering that my house is in significant danger of being flooded for weeks and having no roof:
- all the new school supply stuff i bought (paper, pencils, binders, cds...)
- my dresses (i have about 7 dresses that cost around $100 to $200 each that are most probably going to be floating around the metairie area due to our future lack of roof)

in other matters, senior retreat was awesome. there was bonding, crying, singing, and a whole lot of farting due to the cafeteria's meal of beans the first night. i even lead the senior class in "lean on me," a wonderful accomplishment in my mind.

it starts with an "o" and ends with a "bsession"

so, i know that i'm not the coolest kid on the block. our family is the "volvo weirdos." and i am "that tall girl." i couldn't dream of coming anywhere near my sister kay's reign as the queen of sacred heart, even though i believe this title was self-proclaimed.

however, i can earnestly and willingly finish the manthey dynasty of yearbook editors. and, oh what a pleasure it is, because not only am i an editor--but an editor-in-chief! those lazy slackers who previously i called sisters are nothing compared to the living prodigy that i have become! if kay and meg were james potter, i am harry potter! both more adept at sports (though i dominate the basketball court instead of the quidditch pitch) and more wonderful than any yearbook moderator could have hoped for! let us all just revel in my accomplishments.

on another note, i am still a freak. whenever i try and make human contact, i am fiercely and forcefully thwarted. at the bead shop i am "that freak girl who likes to talk to the beads." sometimes people will approach me, but they are sadly denied when a sales associate swoops in and says, "i'll take it from here, sarah." oh, what a sad life i lead. but they do not know, i have been planting the seeds of triumph. slowly i will contaminate every tray in the store. with what you ask?!?! why the wrong beads! some unsuspecting mother will bring her young to the store and as she is casually perusing the beads she will find--GASP--a pink bead among the blue. when she turns to a different tray in hopes of finding a perfectly sorted selection of beads, she will be denied again--pewter with the sterling silver! however, i have planned well and soon everyone will unknowingly but a slightly different bead than they thought and soon enough mass chaos will erupt.

for the complete text of "How the Bead Sorter Went Bad," email beadsrtr1@hotmail.com.