Oct 30, 2009
Oct 29, 2009
She's got a birthmark, birthmark the shape of Maine
Along with that other stuff, I want to get a $100 gift card to the Melting Pot.
1. Because I had planned on going there before, but then we had no money.
2. It's a nice restaurant, but can be pretty expensive
3. This year, if you buy $100 gift card, you get 4 $25 gift certificates as well, so essentially, $200 to spend there.
4. My dad bought me two $100 visa gift cards last year, so it wouldn't be that ridiculous to ask for $100 again.
5. Since my mom knows that the visa gift card bought the bong, getting a gift card to a specific place will also help to gain her trust or something probably.
1. Because I had planned on going there before, but then we had no money.
2. It's a nice restaurant, but can be pretty expensive
3. This year, if you buy $100 gift card, you get 4 $25 gift certificates as well, so essentially, $200 to spend there.
4. My dad bought me two $100 visa gift cards last year, so it wouldn't be that ridiculous to ask for $100 again.
5. Since my mom knows that the visa gift card bought the bong, getting a gift card to a specific place will also help to gain her trust or something probably.
Oct 28, 2009
Drowning deep inside your water, drowning deep inside your sound.
Everything is a priority right now, but it can't be.
This sucks.
I can't wait for the weekend. We need a holiday.
I don't want to go to school.
Whoever said this was a Tuesday, lied. It's definitely Armageddon. In fact, so is everyday.
I feel like everything I'm doing right now is bundled up in my arms and as I'm running around trying to put it all in order, I keep dropping this as I pick up or put away that. My load hasn't shrunk any since I came back from being sick. In fact, it just keeps getting bigger.
I'm going to have to miss next Tuesday too.
I think my mom is right. I'd rather not go to France than have to deal with that class for another semester. I really want to try, but, I just can't.
Did I take too much on myself? Last year was way too easy, and it was boring. I feel like freshman year all over again. Just, overwhelmed and tired. I don't know how to find my middle. I was never excited about high school, I don't think.
No, I never was.
I feel like I'm burying myself alive in everything.
Mrs. Anselm was the last person I ever expected to feel comforted by.
No panicking.
I really need a hug. If you see me in the hallway, please, just go for it. Regardless of everything else.
I really need music. And some time to myself. And a nap. I could really use some sleep, with you.
This sucks.
I can't wait for the weekend. We need a holiday.
I don't want to go to school.
Whoever said this was a Tuesday, lied. It's definitely Armageddon. In fact, so is everyday.
I feel like everything I'm doing right now is bundled up in my arms and as I'm running around trying to put it all in order, I keep dropping this as I pick up or put away that. My load hasn't shrunk any since I came back from being sick. In fact, it just keeps getting bigger.
I'm going to have to miss next Tuesday too.
I think my mom is right. I'd rather not go to France than have to deal with that class for another semester. I really want to try, but, I just can't.
Did I take too much on myself? Last year was way too easy, and it was boring. I feel like freshman year all over again. Just, overwhelmed and tired. I don't know how to find my middle. I was never excited about high school, I don't think.
No, I never was.
I feel like I'm burying myself alive in everything.
Mrs. Anselm was the last person I ever expected to feel comforted by.
No panicking.
I really need a hug. If you see me in the hallway, please, just go for it. Regardless of everything else.
I really need music. And some time to myself. And a nap. I could really use some sleep, with you.
Oct 26, 2009
Love me faster than that devil, run me straight into the ground
Friday night, please? Like last year?
Physics bridge due on Friday. I feel like I should be completely done with it by Wednesday, weigh it, test it, and make adjustments if necessary by Thursday. I don't have the most confidence in it, but then again, I could never. I built it.
My life is so disorganized right now. I need time, which I haven't had. My room(s), my locker, my folders, my notebook, my everything is chaotic. I don't care.
I'm catching up with AP Calc, sort of. We skipped over chapter 2. Per the test on Thursday, it's unimportant. I won't be ready for the test anyhow, but at least I have a start on it. Skipping chapter 2 will probably come back to haunt me later. But no panicking.
I'll at least say that she's better teaching on an individual level than for a classroom.
Physics... *sigh* is physics. Still confused, still need some help. I'll get it eventually though. However, I won't have to take the test until probably next week.
I need to clean Bodle's cage, I need to clean Frankie's tank. I really want that coat.
With shipping: $60
on a scale of 1-10
Self maintenance: 4
Driving force getting me through life: 5
Wants: 9
Needs: 7
Happiness: 7
Physics bridge due on Friday. I feel like I should be completely done with it by Wednesday, weigh it, test it, and make adjustments if necessary by Thursday. I don't have the most confidence in it, but then again, I could never. I built it.
My life is so disorganized right now. I need time, which I haven't had. My room(s), my locker, my folders, my notebook, my everything is chaotic. I don't care.
I'm catching up with AP Calc, sort of. We skipped over chapter 2. Per the test on Thursday, it's unimportant. I won't be ready for the test anyhow, but at least I have a start on it. Skipping chapter 2 will probably come back to haunt me later. But no panicking.
I'll at least say that she's better teaching on an individual level than for a classroom.
Physics... *sigh* is physics. Still confused, still need some help. I'll get it eventually though. However, I won't have to take the test until probably next week.
I need to clean Bodle's cage, I need to clean Frankie's tank. I really want that coat.
With shipping: $60
on a scale of 1-10
Self maintenance: 4
Driving force getting me through life: 5
Wants: 9
Needs: 7
Happiness: 7
Oct 18, 2009
It's 11:49:42 and it's dark.
The concert yesterday was everything I thought it would be and more.
It was perfect :)
I've got pictures sort of. On my phone only, so not the greatest. But memories are good too. We found ourselves in the third-ish row (when everyone rushes the stage, there's no such thing as rows in mosh pits) from the stage. However, as you can imagine, super crowded. Literally, no room to move but up and down. Tons of pushing, barely breathing, hot and sweaty, and heavy and perfect.
His hand never letting go, except that one time, and except the times when we threw our hands in the air and screamed like we didn't care if we ever got our voice back.
Being splashed with beer, and shoved, and pushing crowd surfers along, and barely being able to see behind the tree man who is 6 feet tall and in the front row, with no plans to budge.
In a place where you couldn't leave if you wanted to (really, you can't), but you really don't want to.
Meeting interesting people, laughing, singing, kissing, sighing, dancing, touching.
;; I've still got so much homework to do. Mme Jenkins, I lied.
Thank god I'm presenting on Tuesday. I need to bake a cake, make a commercial, overall finishing touches...
I forgot to bring home my AP Calc book, I can't remember if a total rough draft is due in Comp, My bridge is way underdone than what I had planned, but right now,
I AM SUCH A WINNER.
The concert yesterday was everything I thought it would be and more.
It was perfect :)
I've got pictures sort of. On my phone only, so not the greatest. But memories are good too. We found ourselves in the third-ish row (when everyone rushes the stage, there's no such thing as rows in mosh pits) from the stage. However, as you can imagine, super crowded. Literally, no room to move but up and down. Tons of pushing, barely breathing, hot and sweaty, and heavy and perfect.
His hand never letting go, except that one time, and except the times when we threw our hands in the air and screamed like we didn't care if we ever got our voice back.
Being splashed with beer, and shoved, and pushing crowd surfers along, and barely being able to see behind the tree man who is 6 feet tall and in the front row, with no plans to budge.
In a place where you couldn't leave if you wanted to (really, you can't), but you really don't want to.
Meeting interesting people, laughing, singing, kissing, sighing, dancing, touching.
;; I've still got so much homework to do. Mme Jenkins, I lied.
Thank god I'm presenting on Tuesday. I need to bake a cake, make a commercial, overall finishing touches...
I forgot to bring home my AP Calc book, I can't remember if a total rough draft is due in Comp, My bridge is way underdone than what I had planned, but right now,
I AM SUCH A WINNER.
Oct 11, 2009
You shrug it off, you shrug it off, you shrug it off
But it's not alright now.
Sorry if I'm less than happy that the only time I really got to talk to you since after school was today on the way home. And I get it, the accident shook you up, but it didn't seem to bother you so much when you were telling the story to me and John and Isaac. In fact, I recall you laughing quite a bit. Shrugging it off. I still don't see why you couldn't have called Saturday. You said you would three times, and nothing. And now I still can't talk to you until school tomorrow, and then of course, there'll be no real time to discuss anything.
Please believe, I am trying to be happy. You of all people should know that it's not that simple. How much time did I spend last year, and even this year trying to make you be happier?
And then I come home to find my favorite little shit, did exactly that. EVERYWHERE. AGAIN. So, I'm really pissed off now, and I have to spend half an hour cleaning shit out of his cage, and from all over him.
Now I just have 5 hours of day time left to finish my AP Calc homework, do a current event for both Retard English and AP Econ (late), and finish that stupid advertisement for the french project.
This day hasn't fixed anything that I thought it would.
Sorry if I'm less than happy that the only time I really got to talk to you since after school was today on the way home. And I get it, the accident shook you up, but it didn't seem to bother you so much when you were telling the story to me and John and Isaac. In fact, I recall you laughing quite a bit. Shrugging it off. I still don't see why you couldn't have called Saturday. You said you would three times, and nothing. And now I still can't talk to you until school tomorrow, and then of course, there'll be no real time to discuss anything.
Please believe, I am trying to be happy. You of all people should know that it's not that simple. How much time did I spend last year, and even this year trying to make you be happier?
And then I come home to find my favorite little shit, did exactly that. EVERYWHERE. AGAIN. So, I'm really pissed off now, and I have to spend half an hour cleaning shit out of his cage, and from all over him.
Now I just have 5 hours of day time left to finish my AP Calc homework, do a current event for both Retard English and AP Econ (late), and finish that stupid advertisement for the french project.
This day hasn't fixed anything that I thought it would.
Our times as we go,
I woke up this morning at 7 when my alarm went off. I freaked out and started yelling "FUCK" all over the house. I thought it was Monday, and that Julie and I had just missed the bus and were gonna be late to school. I was about to jump in the shower when my dad told me that it was Sunday.
I'm so tired of this routine.
I'm so tired of this routine.
Oct 10, 2009
I talked to jesus, jesus says I'm okay.
I'm bored as all hell, I'm unmotivated, I'm slipping. I can't find ways to get what I want out of things. I don't know how to be happy about anything. I can get excited. I can't stay excited. I just don't care. I feel like no one else does either. I feel stuck. I'm not going anywhere. I can't.
It's getting cold. The leaves are changing. The day is deceiving; it looks beautiful one moment, and terrible the next. I'm spending most of my time sleeping, and I don't care. I do better when I'm working alone, but I can't handle being alone right now. Things keep happening, and I don't know what. I don't feel like I'm in control of anything.
I don't feel comfortable without him.
It's getting cold. The leaves are changing. The day is deceiving; it looks beautiful one moment, and terrible the next. I'm spending most of my time sleeping, and I don't care. I do better when I'm working alone, but I can't handle being alone right now. Things keep happening, and I don't know what. I don't feel like I'm in control of anything.
I don't feel comfortable without him.
Oct 9, 2009
fucking delicious
You’re fucking delicious! No, you’re fucking delicious! No, you’re fucking delicious!
Hey, quit being dicks. We’re all fucking delicious here.
Oct 5, 2009
WHAAAAAAAAAAT THE FUUUUUUUUUCK?
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