and historical.
i just read a book that made me miss having history.
yeah, i really do love history (:
i know, it's slightly loserish. but aren't we all?
so i'm cooking stuff in the kitchen. and blogging.
and... studying.
excellent combination, i know.
you know, i really want to go to the grand canyon.
i was watching this TV show on the discovery channel of it's early life, inhabitants, researchers studying it, etcetc..
and i was actually INTRIGUED.
but i kept switching it because i did NOT want my fammy to know i was watching it.
so i guess you learned that i love history and science.
fabulous.
well, today was... okay.
i went to school.
my dad came after and signed the contract for MORP.
^he's dj-ing FYI.
and then nothing much really happened after that.
except i read a book for fun.
i stole it from my brother.
the title is something about shakespeare.
it was really interesting.
i read the whole thing in like, 2 hours.
it was 250ish pages.
i'm proud of myself!
i didn't know that shakespeare had controversy about if this poor man from stratford really wrote those plays that say so much about life, even today. anne boleyn was talked about in the book too, as well as queen elizabeth (her daughter, fyi.) and her said 'son' (not a proven fact) who may or may not have written the plays.
^facsinating, no?
so if you want to talk history, or just plain talk, i'm here.
hit me up(:
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
In the grand spirit of politics. and rich people.
DOOOO IT (:
Saw this meme on Baraka's site and couldn't resist! Its been so long since I meme'd.The McCains own 13 cars, eight homes and have access to a corporate jet. If you were as insanely rich as them, where would your eight homes be and why?The only rule is: The homes must be within the borders of the country you live in, so as to utterly emulate the McCains.When you’re done, tag 8 people, so that they may join in the self-indulgence, forgetting about the crappy property market and the equivalent of The End of Pompeii on Wall-Street. You could spend your time hammering your doors and windows shut in preparation for the Apocalypse, but this meme is so much more fun!If I were as insanely rich as the McCains I’d live in:
1. A loft in upper east side NYC: The setting of Gossip Girl, hey, and it might come with the clothes too.
2. A mansion in Beverly Hills, CA: Maybe I'd meet a rich cutie next door.
3. A huge house in Cypress, CA: So I could be freaking close to school and wake up at seven. House parties!
4. Beach house on the big island of Hawaii: can't you just see me now, laying in the sand?
5. Penthouse suite at the Grand Floridian in Orlando, CA. Gotta love Disney.
6. Sleeping Beauty Castle in Disneyland, CA: I'm a princess at heart. You all knew that one.
7. Mansion near the Coronado in San Diego, CA. Or near La Jolla. I'm not picky. I just want a house somewhere around there.
8. Although I'd normally pick Vegas here, I'll leave that for Dipali to do. So we'll share. So for my last spot I choose a house in New England. I'd really love to live there. Or maybe Cape Cod.
^So now that I've spilled my dream places...
You should too.
These last few days have been politics-filled, boring, and strenuous.
I had to sit through hours of beginning choirs singing these classical music songs.
UGH. I almost cried.
But hey, I got to miss school. And spend some time with my bf, so it's fine.
Thinking about these places listed above has got me thinking about my future a great deal.
I don't know where I'm going with this at all, so before I get all philosophical on you, I'm going to go.
Saw this meme on Baraka's site and couldn't resist! Its been so long since I meme'd.The McCains own 13 cars, eight homes and have access to a corporate jet. If you were as insanely rich as them, where would your eight homes be and why?The only rule is: The homes must be within the borders of the country you live in, so as to utterly emulate the McCains.When you’re done, tag 8 people, so that they may join in the self-indulgence, forgetting about the crappy property market and the equivalent of The End of Pompeii on Wall-Street. You could spend your time hammering your doors and windows shut in preparation for the Apocalypse, but this meme is so much more fun!If I were as insanely rich as the McCains I’d live in:
1. A loft in upper east side NYC: The setting of Gossip Girl, hey, and it might come with the clothes too.
2. A mansion in Beverly Hills, CA: Maybe I'd meet a rich cutie next door.
3. A huge house in Cypress, CA: So I could be freaking close to school and wake up at seven. House parties!
4. Beach house on the big island of Hawaii: can't you just see me now, laying in the sand?
5. Penthouse suite at the Grand Floridian in Orlando, CA. Gotta love Disney.
6. Sleeping Beauty Castle in Disneyland, CA: I'm a princess at heart. You all knew that one.
7. Mansion near the Coronado in San Diego, CA. Or near La Jolla. I'm not picky. I just want a house somewhere around there.
8. Although I'd normally pick Vegas here, I'll leave that for Dipali to do. So we'll share. So for my last spot I choose a house in New England. I'd really love to live there. Or maybe Cape Cod.
^So now that I've spilled my dream places...
You should too.
These last few days have been politics-filled, boring, and strenuous.
I had to sit through hours of beginning choirs singing these classical music songs.
UGH. I almost cried.
But hey, I got to miss school. And spend some time with my bf, so it's fine.
Thinking about these places listed above has got me thinking about my future a great deal.
I don't know where I'm going with this at all, so before I get all philosophical on you, I'm going to go.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
politics and mud slinging.
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That made me laugh.
I also saw another sign that said "You stole our Obama sign. We bought another one. Obama campaign gets more money."
^that sounds like something that I would do.
Well, I'll see you guys tomorrow.
Already posted today, so no need to make this a long one.
That made me laugh.
I also saw another sign that said "You stole our Obama sign. We bought another one. Obama campaign gets more money."
^that sounds like something that I would do.
Well, I'll see you guys tomorrow.
Already posted today, so no need to make this a long one.
golf carts & pasta sauce.
yesterday was kind of fun.
i was at school at like, eleven.
I helped out YPW people for a little while, and then I went over to the choir room.
mr. hogan apparently can use chopsticks, but doesn't think panda express is worthy of it because it's not "real chinese food".
I actually talked to him for about an hour, and learned quite a few things about him.
sure, sometimes he can be weird, but it's not like he chose to come to OA.
he taught at kennedy for a number of years and was taken without his consent and moved here.
so cut him some slack.
by the way, he taught American Idol's Lisa Tucker for three years.
he said she was really nice, as well as extremely talented.
but yeah, i didn't die or writhe in pain. (:
then soojee showed up and we went to the piano and practiced our songs a few times.
then one of those vocal motion moms put us to work.
we needed to take like, thirty or so bottles of pasta sauce and move them to the kitchen from the closet in the choir room.
and soojee and i, as efficient as we are, found the janitor and got him to use his golf cart to help us.
it was fun to ride in.
i got shotgun.(:
we got a lot of work done, and isamar came too.
finally the keyclubbers came and we were freed to do whatever.
so we went in the choir room, and i used my shirt/dress to change. XD
then isamar and i had to fold ten million programs.
seriously, are we all folding inept?
well, i folded them, and isamar painted her nails orange.
then i enlisted a bunch of eigth graders to help us.
smarrrrrt!
jared didn't want to give the freshman a clipboard ><
stupid SC'er.
...he got the opening night/comedy tonight stuck in my head.
and his pants were too high, so i made fun of him (:
performance was okay.
daaanng the ratio of guys to girls in the JH choir is off.
1 guy to like, ten girls.
i swear.
freshies did pretty good for the amount of time that we had to prepare.
choir clinic tuesday!
& mi novio knows how to make me mad. ahhh.
i still love him, though.
even if he did bump me where i got a flu shot. owwy.
nothing much happened today, just gotta finish my homework up.
i was at school at like, eleven.
I helped out YPW people for a little while, and then I went over to the choir room.
mr. hogan apparently can use chopsticks, but doesn't think panda express is worthy of it because it's not "real chinese food".
I actually talked to him for about an hour, and learned quite a few things about him.
sure, sometimes he can be weird, but it's not like he chose to come to OA.
he taught at kennedy for a number of years and was taken without his consent and moved here.
so cut him some slack.
by the way, he taught American Idol's Lisa Tucker for three years.
he said she was really nice, as well as extremely talented.
but yeah, i didn't die or writhe in pain. (:
then soojee showed up and we went to the piano and practiced our songs a few times.
then one of those vocal motion moms put us to work.
we needed to take like, thirty or so bottles of pasta sauce and move them to the kitchen from the closet in the choir room.
and soojee and i, as efficient as we are, found the janitor and got him to use his golf cart to help us.
it was fun to ride in.
i got shotgun.(:
we got a lot of work done, and isamar came too.
finally the keyclubbers came and we were freed to do whatever.
so we went in the choir room, and i used my shirt/dress to change. XD
then isamar and i had to fold ten million programs.
seriously, are we all folding inept?
well, i folded them, and isamar painted her nails orange.
then i enlisted a bunch of eigth graders to help us.
smarrrrrt!
jared didn't want to give the freshman a clipboard ><
stupid SC'er.
...he got the opening night/comedy tonight stuck in my head.
and his pants were too high, so i made fun of him (:
performance was okay.
daaanng the ratio of guys to girls in the JH choir is off.
1 guy to like, ten girls.
i swear.
freshies did pretty good for the amount of time that we had to prepare.
choir clinic tuesday!
& mi novio knows how to make me mad. ahhh.
i still love him, though.
even if he did bump me where i got a flu shot. owwy.
nothing much happened today, just gotta finish my homework up.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
mexican 'family' & those two koreans ><
ahh me and karina have some people to kill (:
coughcough.
besides that, today was somewhat okay.
i was having insane mood swings, and it's not even 'that time' either.
crazy.
i'm sorry for the people i screeched at, although some deserved it.
at least someone was there to stop me from laying in traffic.
thank you, by the way.
i have no idea if you even read my blog, but thanks.
on another note,
skinkis is sure i'm lactose intolerant.
i hope not.
my tummy just hurts when i drink milk and eat ice cream. ><
ugh.
johnny started talking about his viet 'family' during lunch, so i said my mexican family welcomes everyone!
me= mexican because i'm halfff(:
johnny= mexican because he likes food.
haley= mexican because she likes to party.
rochelle=mexican because she loves food.
jasmine=mexican because she's brown.
mahak= mexican because she plays soccer.
chris= mexican because people think so/ he plays soccer.
& somehow dip found her way into the convo...
dipali=mexican because she likes tequila XD
yay fammy<3
care to join?
so there's this awesomely cool Nesquik machine at school now.
i really want to buy some, only it makes my tummy hurt. uhh.
whatever. i like chocolate milk. maybe it'll give me a reason to go to the office.
i finally paid for fall rally/division tshirt!
it's going to be FUN(:
NOTE; my blog title is from the song "Seasons of Love" from Rent.
"five hundred, twenty five thousand, six hundred minutes..."
fyi.
Pasta Dinner in t minus two days!
& i've got a bestie back<3
later guys.
coughcough.
besides that, today was somewhat okay.
i was having insane mood swings, and it's not even 'that time' either.
crazy.
i'm sorry for the people i screeched at, although some deserved it.
at least someone was there to stop me from laying in traffic.
thank you, by the way.
i have no idea if you even read my blog, but thanks.
on another note,
skinkis is sure i'm lactose intolerant.
i hope not.
my tummy just hurts when i drink milk and eat ice cream. ><
ugh.
johnny started talking about his viet 'family' during lunch, so i said my mexican family welcomes everyone!
me= mexican because i'm halfff(:
johnny= mexican because he likes food.
haley= mexican because she likes to party.
rochelle=mexican because she loves food.
jasmine=mexican because she's brown.
mahak= mexican because she plays soccer.
chris= mexican because people think so/ he plays soccer.
& somehow dip found her way into the convo...
dipali=mexican because she likes tequila XD
yay fammy<3
care to join?
so there's this awesomely cool Nesquik machine at school now.
i really want to buy some, only it makes my tummy hurt. uhh.
whatever. i like chocolate milk. maybe it'll give me a reason to go to the office.
i finally paid for fall rally/division tshirt!
it's going to be FUN(:
NOTE; my blog title is from the song "Seasons of Love" from Rent.
"five hundred, twenty five thousand, six hundred minutes..."
fyi.
Pasta Dinner in t minus two days!
& i've got a bestie back<3
later guys.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
poetic justice, pizza, and S word buddies.
the title says it all about my day.
i was so... poetic today.
and bad (I went on my phone on the internet in geometry. check my status on facebook!)
so in the last five minutes before math class wrapped up, and we had a sub, btw...
alex moc and i wrote a poem!
the ceiling is white.
the sky is blue.
1+1=2.
kevin is a frog.
this is going in my blog.
ribbit ribbit, so.
kevin's such a ho.
^and sofa is too (:
11+11=22.
& for haley...
haley is cool.
^that should be a rule.
so yeah. i'm contemplating telling the rest of my story... but i guess i will.
so as of geo today i have a sex buddy, YAY. hahah. i'm actually kind of afraid ><
oh well, anyways, you know who you are. (:
you people who stayed after school with me today better love me.
i walked to the liquor store, bought a 2 liter and cups for you guys, ordered a pizza, had it delivered, and PAID for it all. I'm so nice huh? Bet you wish you'd stayed now!
okay so right before choir today SOMEONE decided to put a damper on my day by being a little weird. but whatever. i forgive you now. i still want to go see if the moon is made of cheese, btw.
and i talked like a gremlin to ali, it freaked her out.
& i'm doing dirty work for people. it's kind of fun.
rumors bug the crap out of me.
....and also, i'd like to know why so many guys have asked me who i'd go out with if i wasn't with chris. what's up with that?
well, i think i'm reading into everything too much lately. or not enough?
what do you guys think?
well, i'm bored of this blog and all it's senseless nonsense.
cell it if you want to talk.(call/text)
17149444731
(:
i was so... poetic today.
and bad (I went on my phone on the internet in geometry. check my status on facebook!)
so in the last five minutes before math class wrapped up, and we had a sub, btw...
alex moc and i wrote a poem!
the ceiling is white.
the sky is blue.
1+1=2.
kevin is a frog.
this is going in my blog.
ribbit ribbit, so.
kevin's such a ho.
^and sofa is too (:
11+11=22.
& for haley...
haley is cool.
^that should be a rule.
so yeah. i'm contemplating telling the rest of my story... but i guess i will.
so as of geo today i have a sex buddy, YAY. hahah. i'm actually kind of afraid ><
oh well, anyways, you know who you are. (:
you people who stayed after school with me today better love me.
i walked to the liquor store, bought a 2 liter and cups for you guys, ordered a pizza, had it delivered, and PAID for it all. I'm so nice huh? Bet you wish you'd stayed now!
okay so right before choir today SOMEONE decided to put a damper on my day by being a little weird. but whatever. i forgive you now. i still want to go see if the moon is made of cheese, btw.
and i talked like a gremlin to ali, it freaked her out.
& i'm doing dirty work for people. it's kind of fun.
rumors bug the crap out of me.
....and also, i'd like to know why so many guys have asked me who i'd go out with if i wasn't with chris. what's up with that?
well, i think i'm reading into everything too much lately. or not enough?
what do you guys think?
well, i'm bored of this blog and all it's senseless nonsense.
cell it if you want to talk.(call/text)
17149444731
(:
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
semana de RED RIBBON!
so yeah.
red ribbon week.
DON'T DO DRUGS!
okay, so now that's out of the way I can talk.
first of all, i'm not going to talk about how our class needs to 'reform' or whatever, because that's been covered already by some of mi amigas.
let me just quote my former cluster teacher.
"Adults are those who can put themselves in check. Children need to be put in check by someone else." -Mr. Scott Brady Eastridge (:
^Guys, honestly.
in other news, i am seriously confused about all this boyfriend/girlfriend business.
it's hilarious how people wrap themselves up in these master planned schemes to engineer the perfect way to make this guy/girl notice them.
& 'flirting lessons' are hilarious.
Karina shouldn't talk in spanish about her personal problems because Francesca thinks she means something different. WANT=WAR.XD
today was a normal day. not much really went on.
i ate a warhead and cringed. jenna caught it on camera.
that's one that's NOT going on YouTube.
BTW. There's a choir show saturday in the gym.
Ten Dollars.
There's food at 5.
Show at 7.
And we are soooo not ready.
Leave it to Mr. Hogan to freak me out completely by telling us the song we're going to do a WEEK before.
i'm going to shoot myself before this week is out.
dance krew was amazingly fun yesterday<3
DIPDIPDIPDIP(:
My dad is apparently DJing for the cheap dance, morp.
He's going to have a distorted view of all the 'nerdy people' at oa once that's said and done.
and i'm on his "tech crew" so i'm going early to help him set up. yeaahh!
I've got some geo homework to finish up, and then I'm going to watch random TV shows and That 70's Show on demand.
i don't have much to rant about today considering it wasn't bad or good, exactly.
happy medium?
possibly.
i guess that all i really want to tirade about today is the fact that i don't know where we can find balance. we did it all last year, why not now..? what is so wrong with the people I like to hang out with?...
you know, i'm not even going to bother anymore.
OAKC meeting para manana!
yay fall rally(:
^gotta pay still, yikes!
XOXO (:
red ribbon week.
DON'T DO DRUGS!
okay, so now that's out of the way I can talk.
first of all, i'm not going to talk about how our class needs to 'reform' or whatever, because that's been covered already by some of mi amigas.
let me just quote my former cluster teacher.
"Adults are those who can put themselves in check. Children need to be put in check by someone else." -Mr. Scott Brady Eastridge (:
^Guys, honestly.
in other news, i am seriously confused about all this boyfriend/girlfriend business.
it's hilarious how people wrap themselves up in these master planned schemes to engineer the perfect way to make this guy/girl notice them.
& 'flirting lessons' are hilarious.
Karina shouldn't talk in spanish about her personal problems because Francesca thinks she means something different. WANT=WAR.XD
today was a normal day. not much really went on.
i ate a warhead and cringed. jenna caught it on camera.
that's one that's NOT going on YouTube.
BTW. There's a choir show saturday in the gym.
Ten Dollars.
There's food at 5.
Show at 7.
And we are soooo not ready.
Leave it to Mr. Hogan to freak me out completely by telling us the song we're going to do a WEEK before.
i'm going to shoot myself before this week is out.
dance krew was amazingly fun yesterday<3
DIPDIPDIPDIP(:
My dad is apparently DJing for the cheap dance, morp.
He's going to have a distorted view of all the 'nerdy people' at oa once that's said and done.
and i'm on his "tech crew" so i'm going early to help him set up. yeaahh!
I've got some geo homework to finish up, and then I'm going to watch random TV shows and That 70's Show on demand.
i don't have much to rant about today considering it wasn't bad or good, exactly.
happy medium?
possibly.
i guess that all i really want to tirade about today is the fact that i don't know where we can find balance. we did it all last year, why not now..? what is so wrong with the people I like to hang out with?...
you know, i'm not even going to bother anymore.
OAKC meeting para manana!
yay fall rally(:
^gotta pay still, yikes!
XOXO (:
Sunday, October 19, 2008
concerts<3
So last night was amazingly fun.
Especially when I got to the front! & William from TAI touched me, btw(:
So all the pushing, sweaty people, and pain was worth it.
I caught a guitar pick for Francesca, too.
When I took a shower this morning, I found bruises from the concert people on my leg and hip.
Owwy ><
When William jumped into the audience, the fans attacked, I swear. They unbuttoned his shirt XD
But they played basically every song I wanted them too.
And so did We the Kings.
<3 I'm so glad I went.
Now I'm going to attack Ebay and whatever other place I need to in order to get tickets for Cobra Starship.
The Walk for Hope was pretty fun too.
A good amount of people I knew were there, too.
We played on the playground after! (:
& Sari is a freaking camerawhore.
Hahah.
Well, that was my day yesterday.
Now I've got to do homework today. Fabulous.
First choir show, Pasta Dinner, is SATURDAY. We just learned what songs we are going to do on FRIDAY. Ugh. This next week is going to be wonderful...
That's all for now.
Especially when I got to the front! & William from TAI touched me, btw(:
So all the pushing, sweaty people, and pain was worth it.
I caught a guitar pick for Francesca, too.
When I took a shower this morning, I found bruises from the concert people on my leg and hip.
Owwy ><
When William jumped into the audience, the fans attacked, I swear. They unbuttoned his shirt XD
But they played basically every song I wanted them too.
And so did We the Kings.
<3 I'm so glad I went.
Now I'm going to attack Ebay and whatever other place I need to in order to get tickets for Cobra Starship.
The Walk for Hope was pretty fun too.
A good amount of people I knew were there, too.
We played on the playground after! (:
& Sari is a freaking camerawhore.
Hahah.
Well, that was my day yesterday.
Now I've got to do homework today. Fabulous.
First choir show, Pasta Dinner, is SATURDAY. We just learned what songs we are going to do on FRIDAY. Ugh. This next week is going to be wonderful...
That's all for now.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
early in the morning.
so it's like, six thirty AM.
and i am obviously awake.
unless i've developed some kind of sleep blogging abilities.
^which would be very cool, just risky.
so anyways, i'm about to hop in the shower and get ready to start my day.
first on my list is the Walk for Hope, a three mile trek across El Dorado East Regional Park in Long Beach, CA. So yeah, I'm going to be seriously tired after that. I'm thinking naptime! (:
Then I'm going to kick it at Francesca's house until---
THE CONCERT<3
yay.
I'm so going to be back late tonight/tomorrow to blog about that one.
My camera is charging as we speak... or I blog, whatever.
Anyways, I'm pumped now!
WHOO(:
Text it today, if you want to talk.
I probably won't be around until tomorrow afternoon, I'm feeling a twelve hour sleep in. XD
1(714)944-4731
Later cuties. XOXO
and i am obviously awake.
unless i've developed some kind of sleep blogging abilities.
^which would be very cool, just risky.
so anyways, i'm about to hop in the shower and get ready to start my day.
first on my list is the Walk for Hope, a three mile trek across El Dorado East Regional Park in Long Beach, CA. So yeah, I'm going to be seriously tired after that. I'm thinking naptime! (:
Then I'm going to kick it at Francesca's house until---
THE CONCERT<3
yay.
I'm so going to be back late tonight/tomorrow to blog about that one.
My camera is charging as we speak... or I blog, whatever.
Anyways, I'm pumped now!
WHOO(:
Text it today, if you want to talk.
I probably won't be around until tomorrow afternoon, I'm feeling a twelve hour sleep in. XD
1(714)944-4731
Later cuties. XOXO
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
stuck in the middle with you.
okay so you apparently had something to tell me today, but didn't get around to it.
another thing that's going to eat me alive. whatever, you don't seem to care too much.
Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people that treat you right, forget about the ones who don't, and believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said that it would be easy, they just said it would be worth it.
^ I'm living by that from now on.
After a momentary brain lapse, I decided I'm going to tell you all about my misadventures of the day.
Well, I found out someone has a 'to kill' list.
Personally, I'm not too thrilled about that one.
So I played tennis after school with the tennis buddies... and Tom.
But whatever about him.
So Isaac and I walked to the liquor store to get drinks because the tennis courts are lacking a refreshment system... It was quite enthralling, actually.
Our talks are always fun (:
Key club meeting today, and I signed up for the Walk for Hope. So I get to walk three miles on Saturday. Fantastic. Actually, it sounds extremely fun.
Choir choreography was weird. I'm getting so tired of that dance ><
& I realized I'm going to be fifteen in less than two months! YES<3
Other than that, my day was particularly uneventful. That's how it goes, I guess.
...I just never get to see enough of you anymore, do I?
Well, I'd like to know where we stand, please. I'm so confused.
XOXO honey.
another thing that's going to eat me alive. whatever, you don't seem to care too much.
Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people that treat you right, forget about the ones who don't, and believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said that it would be easy, they just said it would be worth it.
^ I'm living by that from now on.
After a momentary brain lapse, I decided I'm going to tell you all about my misadventures of the day.
Well, I found out someone has a 'to kill' list.
Personally, I'm not too thrilled about that one.
So I played tennis after school with the tennis buddies... and Tom.
But whatever about him.
So Isaac and I walked to the liquor store to get drinks because the tennis courts are lacking a refreshment system... It was quite enthralling, actually.
Our talks are always fun (:
Key club meeting today, and I signed up for the Walk for Hope. So I get to walk three miles on Saturday. Fantastic. Actually, it sounds extremely fun.
Choir choreography was weird. I'm getting so tired of that dance ><
& I realized I'm going to be fifteen in less than two months! YES<3
Other than that, my day was particularly uneventful. That's how it goes, I guess.
...I just never get to see enough of you anymore, do I?
Well, I'd like to know where we stand, please. I'm so confused.
XOXO honey.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
this day could have been bad.
...but people made it better for me.<3
(thanks francesccaaa!)
OMG.
so my parents are freaking fighting. again.
I HATE this.
One day i'm going to up and split if this keeps going on.
but hey, I get to walk for hope & go to a concert on saturday, so it's alllllll good. (:
ahh, so i guess i've basically finished my homework.
but if i get caught blogging again instead of 'studying' i'm busted.
yeah, thanks alot brothers ><
but anywho, there's alot on my mind right now.
like i really feel like writing a song.
OH BTW, you should listen to Hey Monday.
People keep saying that she's trying to be a fayley, but seriously. I kind of like their almost pop-esque kind of feel.
people. i need to hear a good joke. life is getting really boring.
if you have a really good one, i'll love you forever<3
wow. afterschool was interesting.
okay, no, it wasn't interesting. it was downright freaky. honestly, people need to get grips on themselves and realizes it's going to be columbine (sp?)/ virginia tech all over again if we don't all work out our problematic self esteem levels and quaky friendships.
because life isn't cutting it right now.
by the way, you looked almost, dare i say it, menacing.
^or maybe it was just me.
but you'll get over yourself (:
well i'm going to draw this one into a close.
text it.
17149444731
(thanks francesccaaa!)
OMG.
so my parents are freaking fighting. again.
I HATE this.
One day i'm going to up and split if this keeps going on.
but hey, I get to walk for hope & go to a concert on saturday, so it's alllllll good. (:
ahh, so i guess i've basically finished my homework.
but if i get caught blogging again instead of 'studying' i'm busted.
yeah, thanks alot brothers ><
but anywho, there's alot on my mind right now.
like i really feel like writing a song.
OH BTW, you should listen to Hey Monday.
People keep saying that she's trying to be a fayley, but seriously. I kind of like their almost pop-esque kind of feel.
people. i need to hear a good joke. life is getting really boring.
if you have a really good one, i'll love you forever<3
wow. afterschool was interesting.
okay, no, it wasn't interesting. it was downright freaky. honestly, people need to get grips on themselves and realizes it's going to be columbine (sp?)/ virginia tech all over again if we don't all work out our problematic self esteem levels and quaky friendships.
because life isn't cutting it right now.
by the way, you looked almost, dare i say it, menacing.
^or maybe it was just me.
but you'll get over yourself (:
well i'm going to draw this one into a close.
text it.
17149444731
Sunday, October 12, 2008
First thoughts & Rollercoasters
Write the first thing you think of when you see the letter. It has to start with that letter.
A: atrocious.
B: bird.
C: chris<3
D: dayummm.
E: elephant.
F: freak.
G: guud.
H: hot.
I: icy.
J: jam.
K: kick.
L: love.
M: mine, mine!
N: NOOO!
O: oxnerds.
P: pancakes.
Q: quick like a bunny.
R: rubio!
S: shake it. / secondhand serenade
T: taking the long road.
U: USC.
V: Vampire
W: Will you marry me..?
X: Xylophone.
Y: yodel.
Z: Zebra!
Dang. Life is a rollercoaster isn't it.
I mean, really, how many times a day do you feel like you are on a complete high, and then ten minutes later you're thinking something completely different. So this is my second post of the day, and I'm feeling considerably better than my first one. Seriously, it's insane how much can change in a minute, let alone a day. And I've learned from personal experience that a week can change your life. (: Well, a moment can, as well. It's interesting that something you choose to do, or not to do, right now could be such a huge impact in the future. I guess there really are some people you don't realize are right until you've already blown them off and not listened to them. I'm sorry about that. Really, maybe you're more right than I give you credit for being, huh? But I'll never say that to your face. It would make you feel too good about yourself. Then again, maybe I'll steal it and then take your soccer ball. (: Yeah, right.
Right now I'm mostly concerned with what I'm going to wear tomorrow. What are you supposed to wear when you have no idea what the weather's supposed to be? No, really. I keep thinking that if I wear long pants and lots of layers and stuff, that I'm going to be sweltering. Ugh. The things I have to deal with.
Or maybe it's just these things that I choose to distract myself with. I find that I'm extremely good at not looking big picture, or even to the future. I just go with whatever is happening that I really don't have to deal with right at the moment, in an effort to ignore the matters at hand.
So I didn't really have much to blog about, I just felt like writing and telling you all how I'm feeling a little better about life/myself in general. Things are looking up.
Before I go I think that I should say something about a certain someone who is very important to me. Really, you've stuck by me for how long? A year, one month, and 5 days. Yes, I counted. I just can't believe you've stuck around through all of this. Sometimes I think that all I've ever brought to you is suffering and stupidity. Grief and blasphemy. Then I look at you and remember how good it feels to want you, to need you with me. Yeah, I do think I need you. I don't care what anyone else thinks, either. I'm living my life for me, and those who don't agree can just vow never to do what I did/have done/am doing. Really, I think that you coming into my life was the best thing to happen, ever. I'm sorry for what I've done to you. I try, I really do. Sometimes it may not seem like I am even aware of your prescence, but there's rarely a second that goes by when I don't think of you. Wow, I love you. <3 & you know who you are.
A: atrocious.
B: bird.
C: chris<3
D: dayummm.
E: elephant.
F: freak.
G: guud.
H: hot.
I: icy.
J: jam.
K: kick.
L: love.
M: mine, mine!
N: NOOO!
O: oxnerds.
P: pancakes.
Q: quick like a bunny.
R: rubio!
S: shake it. / secondhand serenade
T: taking the long road.
U: USC.
V: Vampire
W: Will you marry me..?
X: Xylophone.
Y: yodel.
Z: Zebra!
Dang. Life is a rollercoaster isn't it.
I mean, really, how many times a day do you feel like you are on a complete high, and then ten minutes later you're thinking something completely different. So this is my second post of the day, and I'm feeling considerably better than my first one. Seriously, it's insane how much can change in a minute, let alone a day. And I've learned from personal experience that a week can change your life. (: Well, a moment can, as well. It's interesting that something you choose to do, or not to do, right now could be such a huge impact in the future. I guess there really are some people you don't realize are right until you've already blown them off and not listened to them. I'm sorry about that. Really, maybe you're more right than I give you credit for being, huh? But I'll never say that to your face. It would make you feel too good about yourself. Then again, maybe I'll steal it and then take your soccer ball. (: Yeah, right.
Right now I'm mostly concerned with what I'm going to wear tomorrow. What are you supposed to wear when you have no idea what the weather's supposed to be? No, really. I keep thinking that if I wear long pants and lots of layers and stuff, that I'm going to be sweltering. Ugh. The things I have to deal with.
Or maybe it's just these things that I choose to distract myself with. I find that I'm extremely good at not looking big picture, or even to the future. I just go with whatever is happening that I really don't have to deal with right at the moment, in an effort to ignore the matters at hand.
So I didn't really have much to blog about, I just felt like writing and telling you all how I'm feeling a little better about life/myself in general. Things are looking up.
Before I go I think that I should say something about a certain someone who is very important to me. Really, you've stuck by me for how long? A year, one month, and 5 days. Yes, I counted. I just can't believe you've stuck around through all of this. Sometimes I think that all I've ever brought to you is suffering and stupidity. Grief and blasphemy. Then I look at you and remember how good it feels to want you, to need you with me. Yeah, I do think I need you. I don't care what anyone else thinks, either. I'm living my life for me, and those who don't agree can just vow never to do what I did/have done/am doing. Really, I think that you coming into my life was the best thing to happen, ever. I'm sorry for what I've done to you. I try, I really do. Sometimes it may not seem like I am even aware of your prescence, but there's rarely a second that goes by when I don't think of you. Wow, I love you. <3 & you know who you are.
The Beginning of the End
Yeah.
So I finally decided to start a blog, after forever.
...I guess I can get into this.
I hate it when people fight.
It's infuriating. My parents think I can't hear them?
Yeah, I wish I wasn't. These thin walls just aren't enough to drown out their cussing at each other. When they do this, I wish I wasn't alive. It's been more and more so these past few weeks, with my dad wanting to quit his job and all. I don't think that I can stand much more of this. They talk--no, yell-- about everything now. I wish they would stop, my brothers can hear them, and so can I. It takes everything that I have inside of me to drown them out. Finally, the vacuum cleaner is able to be louder than their yells. Thankfully.
You know I hate fighting in general.
I find it useless. Stupid, even.
Why do people choose to get out what they have to say by screaming it to the other person...?
I'm making a promise to myself right now to at least try and efficiently solve my problems. This is killing me.
I abhor people who don't mind their own business. Really, that just tells me that you don't have enough of a life yourself, that you've got to go around telling people how to run theirs. Thanks, but no thanks. I've got enough on my plate than to deal with you, too. Have fun on your little mindless hatred of me, or whatever you think you're doing.
And as for you, well, you know what I think of you. I'm falling for you faster than the 9/11 towers collapsed. I'm mad at myself, bigtime. You should be smouldering for the things I've done to you. You're the only person I owe right now. I'm sorry, I really am. I should learn from this, but sometimes it feels like I'm slipping and don't know what to do. I guess I just had to pull you down with me.
My life isn't all bad, though. Actually, that's just the main bad points of it.
Tomorrow should be fun, with Dip<3
Ahh time to act like retards & not care what other people think (:
I'm good at that.
So I finally decided to start a blog, after forever.
...I guess I can get into this.
I hate it when people fight.
It's infuriating. My parents think I can't hear them?
Yeah, I wish I wasn't. These thin walls just aren't enough to drown out their cussing at each other. When they do this, I wish I wasn't alive. It's been more and more so these past few weeks, with my dad wanting to quit his job and all. I don't think that I can stand much more of this. They talk--no, yell-- about everything now. I wish they would stop, my brothers can hear them, and so can I. It takes everything that I have inside of me to drown them out. Finally, the vacuum cleaner is able to be louder than their yells. Thankfully.
You know I hate fighting in general.
I find it useless. Stupid, even.
Why do people choose to get out what they have to say by screaming it to the other person...?
I'm making a promise to myself right now to at least try and efficiently solve my problems. This is killing me.
I abhor people who don't mind their own business. Really, that just tells me that you don't have enough of a life yourself, that you've got to go around telling people how to run theirs. Thanks, but no thanks. I've got enough on my plate than to deal with you, too. Have fun on your little mindless hatred of me, or whatever you think you're doing.
And as for you, well, you know what I think of you. I'm falling for you faster than the 9/11 towers collapsed. I'm mad at myself, bigtime. You should be smouldering for the things I've done to you. You're the only person I owe right now. I'm sorry, I really am. I should learn from this, but sometimes it feels like I'm slipping and don't know what to do. I guess I just had to pull you down with me.
My life isn't all bad, though. Actually, that's just the main bad points of it.
Tomorrow should be fun, with Dip<3
Ahh time to act like retards & not care what other people think (:
I'm good at that.
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