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I WISH THERE WAS A 'MORNING BEFORE' PILL. [28 Jan 2004|08:37pm] [ mood | monotonous ] [ music | The Beatles - Help ] Morning before midterms, I mean. I mean, night before. Or something. I'm not thinking clearly anymore. It's just that, as I was studying (cramming, I should say), my thoughts drifted elsewhere, to my peers in my Global Honors class, who had started studying weeks after I had begun (late December), whose intelligence far surpass mine. How is it that they know so much more than me, while I'm left fumbling my useless mind back and forth for knowledge that isn't there? But I knew, that somehow, I'd end up coveting something I can never have. I know, jealousy is such an ugly emotion, and it makes me feel all the more immature (no wonder so many people are ageist), but I'm just too anxious about this test. I'm not a master-mind. I'm especially scared for the essays, as I'm such a spontaneous person (that and I never learned how to properly create a thesis statement). It's strange, how a song you thought was silly in fifth grade holds so much meaning, and you can relate to it so well now, I suppose. Oh, yes, and it snowed. :3 I didn't get to play like I hoped that I would (too optimistic of me), but I threw myself in a big pile of the stuff, so that must count for something. 1 comment|post comment

SNOW. [15 Jan 2004|02:15pm] [ mood | fascinated ] Yessir. Which is why I sit and type before you now. Actually I would still be typing before you today even if school wasn't cancelled because it was a half-day anyway but that isn't important. Hence, there was little to no use for a snow day. Nature needs to be more strategically planned (MEANING I WANTED A FOUR-DAY WEEKEND). Ah, well. I awoke again, only to find that my father was once again going to pay random people thirty-five dollars (AND HOW THE HELL IS THAT JUSTIFIED) to do a bad job clearing our driveway-thing. Of course, I interceded and did it for free (well, I was paid with breakfast, and because I'm so gluttonous I didn't mind anyway), because I'm oh-so parsimonious, I suppose. While I was toiling away at the haphazard boulders and chunks of cold (and my left side was hurting from a horrid sleeping position two days prior), I began to wonder if this was why as adults, we become so irate towards the pristine clumps of joy we once played in as children. I mean, realistically, because of my lack of time to enjoy the actual snow, I fear that I may grow hostile of it, in spite of all its beauty. I hope that once again, I can be blinded by innocence, free to throw myself into the frigid, yet comforting bed of crystals. So yes, I suppose I never will believe that snow is an 'inconvenience'. And yes, I have procrastinated yet again. With a looming literary essay due tomorrow, and sporadic tests being constantly bombarded and lauched at me whilst I gape in horror, I suppose I won't be relaxing today. 2 comments|post comment

[03 Jan 2004|04:37pm] [ mood | determined ] [ music | Rammstein - Ich Will ] Ah, yeah. I missed the time, so I could update my blurty for superficial reasons such as its birthday. Ah, well! I'm too lazy, anyway. I also plan to update anti_illiteracy in time, seeing as it hasn't been updated in forever. ;.; ( if you are not Kiko or Rikku, this does not pertain to you ) OMG, OMG, I WILL DO STUFF TODAY, NOT TO WORRY. Like, the dreaded DBQ I've been trying to avoid since vacation began. And I believe I'll be setting up the userinfo for my shared icon journal as well, if that's okay with you, momo. Argh, my little mind is so distracted by anything and everything. It's frustrating. 8 comments|post comment

VANILLA COKE = MY LIFE. [31 Dec 2003|09:41pm] [ mood | peculiar ] [ music | Radiohead - Blow Out ] Uh... If you were expecting me to say anything insightful about the new year, prepare to be proven severely wrong... or something. I don't know. Nothing really marked this year for me. Or maybe I'm just being overly apathetic. I mean, as of eleven-fourty three tomorrow morning, my blurty will be one year old (yay). And, I did finally escape the clutches of the hellhole formerly known as St. Chris, so I suppose that is a commendable accomplishment in itself. I can't say that I'm really one to reflect upon these kinds of things, as they are frivolous and short-lived. It kind of makes me wonder as to why we human beings feel so obligated to 'reinvent' ourselves with resolutions, if only temporarily; remiss promises forgotten within minutes of making them. But I suppose I will pretend to be in complete exuberance. Whee, for ice cream that shall be ravenously devoured when the ball drops, but I'm not too sure my stomach will be able to handle it. So, erm, I suppose I should say 'happy new year', but I feel ultra-weird (that sounds like a product that would be sold on an infomercial) saying it. ;_; Erm...must..stop..procrastinating. 2 comments|post comment

random rambling thing! [15 Dec 2003|08:16pm] [ mood | curious ] [ music | Fountains of Wayne - Stacey's Mom ] DUDE. I WANTED TO UPDATE WHERE THE HUB OF MY FRIENDS WERE AT (*snort* Hub of...friends? I use the weirdest terminology) AND BLURTY WAS BECKONING ME, HER BRIGHT EYES SHINING SO NATURALLY I HAD TO COME OVER. Uh, yes. I just felt the need to vent about a few particulars - MAINSTREAM ICONS__ You've all seen them so frequently used. It's feels as if you're being bombarded with overkill. This icon is so mainstream, you don't have to even be on the computer to see it anymore. I'm serious. I was at the library today at school, and saw that icon. It wasn't on the computer, however. It was plastered on some girls' planner as a decoration of sorts. I did a double take at that one, too. O_O WTF IS THAT ICON DOING THERE? Point blank - icons are way too mainstream. ;.; PREGNANT BARBIE___ This one should be self-explanatory. What urked me was at computer club today, we were reading little kids requests of what they wanted Santa to give them for Christmas, and this one girl asked for a 'preg net Barbie'. I was horrified, like, O_O WTF ABSTINENT BARBIE PLZ KTHX. One boy just put in all caps the thing he wanted, and didn't even start with a salutation, which was kind of funny. But, I digress. The point is, it's disturbing and dolls have officially reached a downfall (which I should've realized long ago when 'Bratz' came out). TIC TAC TOE___ Now, I'm not against the game in particular. I mean, it's a great way to kill time (I'm often found drawing it on myself when extreme boredom strikes). But, what upsets me is the little rhyme. I don't know if you may be familiar with it, but it goes a little something like this: Tic, Tac, toe, three in a row! A bunny was shot by G.I. Joe! I can see perfectly how the first line relates to the game, what with the entire object being explicitly stated and everything, but what continues to baffle me is the bunny being shot by G.I. Joe. I mean, can someone please enlighten me on exactly how does a bunny being shot by G.I. Joe relate to the game at all? I've tried working my feeble brain hard to make some kind of connection, but fail time after time. --;; Maybe I should stop worrying about frivolous things at eight twenty-eight in the evening when I have a multifarious amount of subjects to study for and projects to do? 6 comments|post comment

Ooh, I have known the word which becomes dirty. [02 Dec 2003|09:07pm] [ mood | grumpy ] OMG I AM BACK AND STILL SICK AND MY NOSE IS ROUGHER THAN SANDPAPER BUT I BRING YE AN UPDATE. I really despise the demise of the English language to corrossive parties with the intention of making "oh my god" and "like" structures of every sentence. YES I REALIZE THE BEGINNING OF MY ENTRY IS KIND OF A PARADOX TO THIS RANT BUT I'M JOKING. I DON'T SPEAK LIKE THAT IN REAL LIFE (at least I should hope not). There was this girl who's locker is relatively close to me, so I had to endure her "omg like" valley girl banter for not more than fifteen minutes. All I could think of was to curse my inability to be deft and grab my books at a rapid pace, and OF COURSE, OMG I AM LOSING BRAINCELLS. Braincells I really need, too, as I discern that I'm not that analytical a person. Curses are also horrid as well, when used in a facile manner, just flung around. They don't make arguments sound very convincing, they only proceed into making you sound crybabyish and immature. Stop it. Now, for the normal entry that will start with my favorite word: ARGH. Argh, all frustration and everything. I don't want to procrastinate any more, but it's a tendancy, it's just a nagging that won't go away. It just keeps clawing at me, begging me, drawing me closer in, and I can't get away no matter what I do. I know I have to stop, but maybe it's just in my nature to slant away from what I know I should do. SLANT AWAY. I'M JUST A GENIUS WITH THOSE METAPHORS, AREN'T I? Dude, the music project (that I'll probably end up doing the night before) is also giving me a sufficient amount of trouble, as I have a present an actual piece of music to the class. And I hate doing stuff like that (PARTLY BECAUSE THE ORIGINAL SONG I WAS DOING HAD LIEK SO MANY CURSES AND THE INSTRUMENTAL VERSION WAS JUST STUPID), because I have to show people music I actually listen to and to most, my music sense really sucks. Not that I care what they think, but it's annoying, being constantly pestered with cries and pecks of "OMG WHY DO U LIST3N TO DAT MUZICK OMG LIST3N 2 WATS AWN DA RAD10 DAT I5 S0 MUCH KWELAR". Of course, I'll tell them I dismantled my radio a long time ago, but..yeah. I'm just so nervous and I know my stomach will be in knots and I'll have consistant pangs that'll rip through me much worse than menstrual pains and there'll be nothing I can do because I'll have to rush straight into fear instead of running away from it. MAYBE I CAN PLAY SICK FOREVAAR. ;_; And, yes, I do have a tendency to run-on when I'm nervous (which is why all my DBQs suck). OMG, ALEX CALLED AND HELPED ME WITH MATH SINCE I'M SICK AND CAN'T LEARN ANYTHING WHEN I'M SICK. Aw, he is so sweet. I hope I can see him before the year ends. Also, this is probably the best video thing...since evaar. 2 comments|post comment

I AM TEH SICKZ0R. [30 Nov 2003|11:11am] [ mood | drained ] [ music | OMG STOP PLAYING MILKSHAKE NO ONE WANTS ONE ] No, really. As in, my immune system failed me again. Woo-hoo! YES! I'm scaring myself again. Yesterday, as well as this whole entire predicament of mom leaving, is just insane. I mean, I didn't even really get to say good-bye properly, because I was too sick to..well..say anything. From then on, I think I lay in an inactive stupor (THAT I ALREADY WROTE AN ENTRY ABOUT SOMEWHERE ELSE SO I WON'T BORE YOU HERE). Afterwards, thoughts surfaced of going to the mall, and I figured I might as well go since I hadn't been to the mall in ages, and everyone else wanted to go. So, it was an eventful voyage, all in all. I got books! YAY FOR BOOKS LIEK WOAHMYGOD. I don't think I like Express, either. Sure, they have nice clothes and everything, but the prices are ridiculous. I don't want to spend twenty-six dollars on one pair of gloves. O_O; My mentality is a weird one, as well, as whenever I see a dress I think about my story (my main character is known to wear dresses, and so..), and how it might look on her. Maybe I'm just weird. THE POINT IS OMG TEH STUPID STORE. Afterwards, my sister ordered a pizza (THAT I COULD NOT EAT BECAUSE I WAS SICK, WAAAH). They consumed the entire two-liter goodness that was Sprite in one day. ARGH. I KNOW SPRITE IS ADDICTING BUT THIS IS LIKEWTFAFLNASLKFAF. TT_TT Well, then. Moving on. *fistshakething* And, I must find tissues, as I am currently engrossed in a coughing hysteria. The point, I do realize, is pointless, as mom is long gone by this point stage. OMG OGG OGG SHE CAN'T ABANDON US LIKE THIS. Mainly because, I can't take responsibility for my actions. And there are a HOJILLION mandatory instrumental ensemble meetings this week, and lack of transportation will cause me to end up not going, or leaving early and generally mess everything up. And even the going to the actual concert looks skeptical. WOAH-MY-GOD WE HAVE TO GO BECAUSE I SPENT LIEK FOREVAAR AND A DAY PRACTICING THOSE SONGS. O_O; Supposedly, mom will be back by then, but I don't want to speak too soon, or anything. It's always safe to say, supposedly. I DON'T THINK I OWN ANY BLACK SHIRTS, EITHER (OMG WHY NOT)? Ah, crap. The second reason as to why I am annoyed is because I was planning to reinvent myself (SO NO MORE STAYING UP TILL TWO FINISHING GLOB-AAAL PROJECTS), but then, I got sick and could barely function. So basically I'm procrastinating all over again. But mostly because my immune system is such an ass (AHEM, I hate you). We'll see, I guess. I'm considering deleting this entry, as it is poorly structured. ;_; 3 comments|post comment

[22 Nov 2003|07:26pm] [ mood | TIRED, AND IN NEED OF A SIMILE ] I know. I know. My last entry was probably a bit too sadist for even my own likes. And, so to make up for it, I'm completely abandoning blurty! *on cue, ta-da music plays* Just kidding (but you wish I wasn't, ha). I was on the music website for a painstakingly long amount of time (getting the same questions wrong, too, ha). And this just struck me as amusing. ( OH YES. ) 6 comments|post comment

[04 Nov 2003|04:45pm] [ mood | TIRED. LIKE, WOAH. ] OMG WHY IS BLURTY SUCKING SUCH ASS HUGE SECTIONS OF THE DONKEY AND NOT SHOWING ME kiko's entries? Unless Kiko deleted her entries. ;-; Ah, this is so confusing. I had another completely weird dream, only this time I met veggie and we talked about hermaphrodites. o_o Sure, I hope at some point in my life I meet everyone on my friends list, though. But..yeah. I WENT TO SCHOOL EARLY WITH MY VIOLIN AND MY SISTER ALMOST GOT IN TROUBLE BECAUSE OF ME (WHICH I AM OH-SO-SORRY ABOUT) AND THEN WHEN I GOT TO THE MUSIC ROOM, THE BOARD SAID "NO INSTRUMENTAL MAKEUP TODAY" BUT I KIND OF TOOK THE HINT THERE WASN'T GOING TO BE HELP EITHER. WTFLAFNASFFFOIWEVNDSSAFHALK. / end incoherent ramble Yeah. So, I was peeved about that. Not because a violin is particularly heavy, but because I'm so anemic, and the walk to the fourth floor is just terrible, and I start anaerobic respiration a long time before I get there, so..yes. Strenuous it is. AND REMEMBER THOSE TESTS I WAS RANTING ABOUT? WELL, I DID FAIL ONE OF THEM. ;-; Day four (WHICH WAS TODAY EGADS I HATE IT EXCEPT FOR THE FREE PERIOD) just happens to be the absolute-worst day for lunch. The mass-cuttery factions are unbelievable. I got a pretty okay spot in line today, like, it was relatively close to an actual serious part of the line (i.e.; a part that actually MOVES) , but not near the mass-cutters. Then, these two girls came, and I was thinking "AGH NO NOT THOSE GIRLS". I haven't bothered to learn their names because I don't believe it'll ever benefit me, but they ALWAYS CUT, AND THERE HASN'T BEEN A DAY IN MY SCHOOL'S HISTORY WHERE THEY HAVEN'T CUT THE LUNCH LINE. AND WOO-HOO, BECAUSE THEY BROUGHT A CREW OF FOURTY OR FIFTY GIRLS WITH THEM. WTFWTFWTFAKLFJASFLASJFLAFDALSF??!!ONEONE NOW THAT THE CAFETERIA MARQUEE FLASHES "THE TIME IS NOW (INSERT TIME HERE)" SO I FIGURED I WAS WASTING MY TIME THERE, AND ABSCONDED TO WORK ON ANTHEM. When I got back, there was no food left. Like, at all. I had to suffice with a pint of milk that tasted as if it were on the brink of expiration (WELL, BECAUSE IT WAS. EXPIRING TOMORROW, ANYWAY) and some coffee-cake (YUM OMG). Wooah, if this keeps up I can save fifteen dollars for this week! /sarcasm but not really WOO, BECAUSE MOM MADE THE FAGITAS AGAIN WHICH MADE LIFE WORTH LIVING AGAIN, AS DESCRIBED NOT SO ELOQUENTLY BELOW: she is nontoxic: THOSE FAGITAS WERE SO GOOD LIKE I WANTED TO HAVE ITS CHILDRENS AND THEN EAT THEM WHICH WOULD IN THE PROCESS MAKE ME A CANNIBAL BUT WHO CARES BECAUSE THEY'RE THAT GOOD. Wildchld4lyfe: lololol Yes. The leaves came down at a rapid pace this year. The air is pungent with them, and when I was walking home my loafers were half-way submerged with them. My neck hurts again. Oh, my anemic frame and everything, I'm just drained. EDIT (5:09 PM): I heard Kevin is doing terribly at his school and has no friends. THAT IS LIKE THE BIGGEST RETRIBUTION EVER WHICH IN EFFECT MADE MY YEAR. EVEN IN MY CRAPPY STATE NOW, THAT NEWS WILL NEVER FAIL TO BRING A SMILE TO MY FACE. post comment

[30 Oct 2003|06:37am] [ mood | FULL OF PANIC AND OTHER THINGS ] NOTICE HOW I ONLY UPDATE ON HALF DAYS. AND HOW THE BEGINNINGS OF MY ENTRIES ARE IN ALL CAPS. I FELL ASLEEP WHILE I WAS STUDYING LAST NIGHT AND MY BRAIN WAS DEAD AS USUAL MORE DEAD THAN IT USUALLY IS AND NOW I HAVE ALL THESE QUIZZES AND STUFF DUE THAT I DIDN'T QUITE ADDRESS LAST NIGHT AND NOW I'M GOING TO FAIL EVERYTHING AND BE A DROP-OUT AND AHHH~! Woo. It's siete menos veintitres. I suck. 1 comment|post comment

[21 Oct 2003|01:12pm] [ mood | contemplative ] [ music | STOOBID RAP MUSIC STOP PLAYING PLZ KTHXDIE ] OMG OMG I HATE MOM SHE ASKED ME TO CLEAN MY ROOM AND SAID "IT'S NOT PLEASANT TO LOOK AT" WHEN NO ONE'S ASKING HER TO LOOK AT IT AND OMG I HATE HER. [/end rant] On to the normal entry! That and I need my i-kawns changed, drastically. Too bad creativity coming to me these days is a rarity, as a drop of rain falling upon a drought-stricken area is a rarity. My neck hurts. Waah. As for today, the NEDT was the absolute biggest -waste- of four hours I have EVAAR ENDURED. That and people in my homeroom suck. They has absolutely no self-control; and it is indeed a misfortune to know them! For my mood, I should have written "insecure". Because for some reason, a wave of apprehension clutches tightly at me, pervading all I do. I don't know why. Maybe weird, freaky dream I had last night? Yes, I was being harassed by people from my old school in the dream, leaving me wondering if I tied my headband a little too tightly before I went to sleep. Figments of their terrible faces clouded my mind for the rest of the day. Terrible. Something, an NIGHTMARE OMG PLZ MAKE IT DIE overpublicized event at my school also seems to be a key element in DESTROYING MY LIFE disturbing the short-lived equilibrum. Red-and-Gold, I believe it's called. Now I get to be pestered by random people I barely know, asking "if I'm trying out" or "what team r u awn omg lolz". PEOPLE NEED TO GO AWAY. AWAY FROM ME, AT LEAST. Ah, maybe it's just me being paranoid and things, but since the Red-and-Gold folly started, another girl (which I met at orientation, but I'm not sure if she remembers me from there) is sitting at our table, and I'm not sure if they'll all be sitting there on a regular basis or anything. But I guess I'm quick to grow apprehensive about it, because the three of them seem to get along really well (and I believe they're all in the same homeroom), and I don't really say much, excusing the occassional snide comment about a random occurrence (SURE, THERE ARE A LOT. BUT NOT ENOUGH IN ONE PERIOD TO SUSTAIN A CONVERSATION). And, I'm afraid that they'll eventually get bored with me, find another person from their homeroom, and then I'm obsolete again, left to find another empty table. And, yes, I am impling that it has happened before. BECAUSE IT HAS. PH33R. UNTIL NEXT ENTRY, THE MAGIC WORD IS POTATOES, FOR SURE! EDIT (8:44 PM): I HATE MOO-ZEEK. THE CLASS, ANYWAY. IT SHOULD BE RENAMED "EXPRESS HEADACHE". And, you guyss... What are some good pointers for text on icons? I...can't post in psp for the time being for one reason, or another, and I'm just drained of inspiration. 2 comments|post comment

[15 Oct 2003|05:34pm] [ mood | weird ] [ music | The Beatles - Yesterday ] I HAVE DECIDED THAT I AM GOING TO EXPUNGE THE PHRASE "OH MY GOD" FROM MY VOCABULARY. PERMANENTLY. Woo! Hi again! So, I did stay up until one, doing Animal Farm (which was not even due today, much to my dismay). Actually, there were a ton of things I screwed up schedule-wise. Most of the tests, which I thought were tomorrow, are actually moved down to Friday! Woo-hoo! IT DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT I PROCRASTINATE TO THE POINT THAT IT'S RIDICULOUS. I CAN'T KEEP DOING THIS. I forgot to turn on my alarm, and mom ended up waking me up. Boo-hoo, and I still have a excruciatingly persistant headache that's been keeping up all day. Waah. So, there is homework I need to be getting to. HONORS CLASSES ARE EBIL. I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING LOOKING GOOD ON MY COLLEGE APPLICATION IF IT'S A WASTE OF MY TIME. ;.; post comment

I WISH I HAD NOT WOKE UP TODAY. [09 Oct 2003|10:31pm] [ mood | crappy ] [ music | Garbage - Medication ] ARGH. MANG, THIS IS SO TIRING. A good thing about today....was...well, nothing in particular. Of course, the question that is probably most likely roaming through your minds is... OMG, WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN? And, it's complicated. Life has done a horrible thing of sorts, and gotten in the way. I know, lamest excuse in the book. It's the most you can expect from the person who -wrote- the book, anyway. The word of the day is officious. AND IT IS A SNAZZY WORD. SO ASSIMILATE IT INTO YOUR VOCABULARY, YOU. Ah, I'm so tired, and tiny bits of sentences, phrases, anything sane, is momentarily drifting away. I mean, I've never really valued my education, or valued anything. Not until it was too late, not until the imminent threat of your lifestyle being torn away from you becomes an avid force. I don't know. Responsibility's never been something I've been too great at handling. But it seems to be something I have to do. ARGH. ADOLESCENCE IS TOO CONFUSING. I WISH WE COULD JUST SKIP IT AND THEN I'D BE BLURTY LEGAL. ;-; Anyway, on to today. And, I feel like collasping of fatigue just now, so I'll probably add an edit tomorrow or something. I talked to Alex today! And, we compared notes on high-school, which was awesome by the way. My crappy arse phone disconnected twice before I decided to just use the home-phone. STUPIDMALFUCTIONINGPIECEOFELECTRONICGARBAGE Yes. Parent-teacher meetings suck. Parents then feel so "informed", and a sense of self-pride engulfs them, warping their minds which thus allows them to believe they know every and any detail of your school life. STUPIDILLUSIONARYKNOWITALLSGOROTORSOMETHING YES. Yes. All your authority belongs to us. And by us, I mean, me and my satellite nation blurty there. Bow down accordingly. I'm such a journal hooch. Ah, I can't play a swinging tempo for SODAANDCHIPSOMG crap, but it does reassure me in a weird way that no matter how badly I play my violin, my music teacher plays worse. >D AND BY THAT I MEAN HE PLAYS THE WRONG NOTES ALMOST ALL THE TIME AND IS BEHIND HALF A BEAT. Or something. I am too sure of myself. Ah, yes. An interesting debate also ensued in music today, as we talked about concerts, and my music teacher pretended to be a crazed horomonal fangirl. Mu-haha. Then we got to talking about Britney Spears and how she doesn't use her music to sell anymore. It was quite interesting. And, of course, WE HATE JEWEL'S NEW "LOOK". I didn't really like that "Intuition" song either. Or the razor WHICHINEVERBOUGHT. o_o; IT'S SO STUPID, AND IT'S ONLY BASED ON ONE SONG. LAME AD CAMPAIGN. A ring of my planner broke today. I'm wearing it as a ring. Squee. I'm finally getting the hang of most things. Yes. I'm in for a stress-filled weekend, however. AND TOMORROW. OMG, MY HAND'S GOING DEAD. 8 comments|post comment

[20 Sep 2003|11:49am] [ mood | ELATED, MAN. ] I DRANK COFFEE TODAY. My mood has increased drastically. While the insanely random comment shall occur every once in a bit, my sanity should be fine (assuming I had any to begin with). We are going to buy Dragon Knights today. DRAGON KNIGHTS. YAY. Mom ish yelling at me to come down, so I'll be a leaving now. PEE-ESS: It was a bit ironic to see this the second I logged on to the Internet. 4 comments|post comment

too many bad keychains, not enough garbages... [17 Sep 2003|05:08pm] [ mood | WAT DA EFF. ] I FEEL SO STUPID AND GUILTY RIGHT NOW. My sister was still in the theater (I thought she had already went home) and I tried to hold up the bus, but it left with out her. ;-; ARGH. MY STOOBID LIFE. So, once again, I start this entry with our favorite onomatopoeia, ARGH. And yes, I did look on thesaurus.com to find the correct spelling. I am geeky like that? Speaking of geekiness (which is my life btw), I have a new screenname: pretend i am emo. ADD IT, LOVE IT, ADORE IT. I WILL BE ADDING YOU ALL, LOFFLIES. I WILL NOT LEAVE A HYPERLINK TO YOUR JOURNALS BUT YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. ;D Anyhooo... if I hear one more reference or nuance to the dance on Friday, I will pull my your hair out. :D Kristina said she was going to bring Chris, a 'totally hot guy'. NOW I AM DEFINITELY DECLINING. Besides, I swear by this icon that I will never attend a social event. In ever. Yesterday, my keychain broke. It was one of those cheap three dollar keychains with those overproduced "OMG U R A OR1G1N4L P3R0SN N0WZ LOLZ" phrases. Mine said "Too many freaks, not enough circuses". And hence the title of this entry! In short, my day went from crappy to worse. Mom drove us to school because we had too much equipment to put on the bus. Of course, because she insisted I drink my milk to become big and strong, we were late. And as you know, you can only be late four times in the school year or we have to serve detentions. And I didn't have any time to study for my science test, WHICH WAS TODAY. Already, I knew my day was destined to crappiness. We had a fire drill today. I HATE FIRE DRILLS. AND THE BELL IS TEN TIMES SCARIER THAN IT WAS IN MY OLD CRAPPY SCHOOL. Yes. I hate gym, because of the changing and such, but I hate dance even more, for it is out to kill me. Or my poor toes, at least. I have to stand on the ball of my foot or something and do a ball and chain or whatever the hell it's called. JUST BECAUSE WE ARE GIRLS DOES NOT MEAN WE ARE DESTINED TO BECOME LITTLE BALLERINAS AND THINGS. My history teacher probably didn't like Bambi too much, because she is fond of referencing "hunting the Bambi". I personally think it's hilarious. >D I DON'T LIKE HER RIGHT NOW, BECAUSE I HAVE AN ESSAY DUE TOMORROW BECAUSE OF HER. MEDDLING WOMAN. I also forgot my wallet and my shoulder rest for my violin. And there is a bunch of stuff I forgot to rant and whine about, but I am too lazy. OH YES. I FAILED MY MATH TEST. D:< AND I REFUSE TO ACCEPT ANY IDEA DIFFERENT. 2 comments|post comment

they got me on some medication / my point of balance was askew [13 Sep 2003|01:27pm] [ mood | sick ] [ music | Garbage - Medication ] I THINK I CONTRACTED THAT DISEASE THAT'S BEEN GOING AROUND WITH ALL OF MY BLURTY FRIENDS? I knew hanging around Blurty would do no good for me. ... ..... SARCASM. TAKE A JOKE? Erm, yes. My throat ish all scratchy and sore, and my left nostril is completely filled while my right is half-full. Argh. And, I feel as if I could throw up any minute. And it certainly doesn't help that i have over a BAJILLION (and I exaggerate not) assignments to do, as well as tests on my summer reading books. LIFE IS SO UNFAIR. Or, at least, I hate my immune system. OR LACK OF IT, HAR-AR-RR. 4 comments|post comment

[10 Sep 2003|06:12pm] [ mood | TOO SEXY OMG. ] [ music | Garbage - Dumb ] ARGH. YES. I KNOW, I START ALL MY ENTRIES WITH "ARGH". I'M ALSO AWARE THAT MAKES FOR ONE DEPRESSING CHICK NO ONE WANTS ON THEIR FRIENDS LIST. BUT STILL I PERSIST. Oy. As you all know, tomorrow is September EE-LEVENTH. That infamous day. But tomorrow, ish Naaaat's (im_fuktup) b-day. Which automatically cancels out the bad aspect of it. Or so I believe. Or whatever. ( looove for nattie. that and i need to stop putting 50 cent lyrics in my banners ) Mm, I did indeed make the instrumental ensemble. I know I said I wasn't trying out, but I hath changeth my mind. MY PSP TRIAL ISH ABOUT TO EXPIRE?? ;-; (WAAGH). I forgot homework books, oh-so-critical. I'm a butt. o_o Yes, I am walking GRIEF, in a box sealed and packaged oh-so-neatly. HUG ME? 9 comments|post comment

[04 Sep 2003|12:55pm] [ mood | busy ] [ music | Marcy Playground - Coming Up ] I CAN'T OPEN MY LOCKER TO SAVE MY LIFE. And I have a slew of books to bring to school tomorrow. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO??? My throat's scratchy. Probably because I ate all those sweets yesterday. NO SWEETS FOR THE REST OF THE MONTH, YOU LOSER. :( A-RR-GH. I took a nap yesterday, and now the left part of my body is all-sore. NO MORE AFTERNOON NAPS, EVER. I'm going to work on birthday banners now. ;_; 5 comments|post comment

[29 Aug 2003|10:47am] [ mood | bored ] [ music | Rammstein - Feuer Frei ] Argh. Next Wednesday, I shall be returning to school. Oh the fun. At least it's not the same school I was at before (WAAGH). Quite a few unexpecteds (hah) from aforementioned school did happen to show up. I tried to use my invisibility (which usually works in my favor) but it hadn't worked in my favor (no, not this time). ;_; Garrh, I hate extracurricular activities. And waking up early. And the cold showers. Of course, the school does have their fair share of superficial (in a just-plain-sad kind of way) people. As such, one girl remarks: "Oh my god, there are like, no guys here." While I shake my head, thinking that it's remarkable she would expect any to be there at an ALL-GIRLS-SCHOOL. XD A lot of people said to me "You'll make a lot of friends at high school", but I haven't known to be the social butterfly in my time. In short, my search will most likely be few and fruitless. And I will most likely end up a thirty-two year old man (with a transgender operation it could happen) with a gut, masturbating to pornographic magazines whilst stalking girls on AIM with usernames like "2 hawt 4 u". >:D EDIT (11:07 AM): I left this entry on too grim a note, it seems. So like the thousands who probably already do so, I shall leave an annoying AIM coversation I had with Alex the other day (or at least a stub of it). ( the only good part, it seems, is buying SCHOOLSUPPLIES, OMG ) EDIT (11:44 AM): Oh yes, and kiko did call me, just for the record. 12 comments|post comment

[19 Aug 2003|02:18pm] [ mood | crappy ] [ music | Daft Punk - Digital Love ] OMFG, HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLOUD STRIFE. [insert confetti here] WHEE! Mom has declared it "National Clean-up Day" so now that the dust is flying, my allergies decide to kick in (just what I freakin' need right now). I need to inquire some questions as well, for the broadband router came today but no one came to install it (obviously, since there's no computer). There's a really big box too, that I have yet to open. :DD Grr. I took a shower today (a shocker in the summertime) and there was this soap called "First Crush" which had a wonderful fragrance but considering who my first crush was, it kind of completely defeated the purpose. XD 13 comments|post comment

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