Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Post Fifty-Five.

Holidays are full of surprises.
'Specially from my relatives.
I could have gone my whole life not knowing things I found out.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Post Fifty-Four.

I love how I can say that everything is alright and they'll surely buy it.
Guess I'm harder to read after all.

Happy Fucking Holidays
Yours truly,
Mischief Crew

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Post Fifty-Three.


FACT: About the person you fell hardest for?
Uber dork.<3

HAVE YOU: Learned something new this week?

LAST:​ Person in your bed?

THE LAST: Food you ate?
Cheese sammich.

WHERE: Did you last go?

ARE YOU: Excited about anything today?
Eh, not really.

SOMETHING:You do when you are mad or upset?​
Write. Fume. Sulk. /sad panda.

DO YOU: Delete people off of myspace?​
Nah, too lazy.

Apple juice, coffee.

WHO WAS: The last person you talked to last night before bed?

DO YOU: Miss someone?​
A few people. Mummy, Chad, Andrew, etc.

DO YOU USE: An alarm clock?​
When my dad goes in early.

ARE YOU: Social or antisocial person?​
Pretty social.


WHAT WERE YOU DOING: At 5 in the morning?​

WHAT: Is the last thing you got in trouble for with your parents?
Probs not telling where I was going.

ON AVERAGE:What do you think you cry the most about?​
Yelling and fighting.

WHAT:Are you listening to?
My computer.

DO: You have any plans for tomorrow?​
School, maybe.

HAVE YOU: Ever kissed anyone who's name started with a C or J?
Um... -think- I prolly kissed Joe on the cheek.

DO YOU BELIE​VE:​ That if you want somet​hing bad enoug​h you'​ll get it?
No, it's whether or not you go for it.

HAS ANYON​E:​ Told you latel​y that they would​ alway​s be there​ for you?
Wouldn't you like to know?

WHAT WAS: The last thing you did before you went to bed last night?​
IMed Andrew.

IS THIS: Year the best year of your life?
Could be, ya never know.

SOMETHING: You're looking forward to this month:​
This weekend. :]

HAVE YOU: Ever been to an art museum?​

LAST PERSON: You hugged?​

WHAT'S MOST:Stressful right now?
Stats... or the fact I did awful on PSATs.

DID YOU: Get a full 8 hours of sleep last night?​
Far from.

DO YOU: Still talk to the person you fell hardest for?

HAVE YOU: Ever held hands with anyone?​
Yep. :]

HAVE YOU: Trespassed?​

ARE YOU: In a good mood today?​

ARE YOU: Currently frustrated with a boy or girl?
Nah, trick.

HAVE YOU: Ever wanted someone you couldn't have?
I'm sure I have.

WHAT IS: The last thing you thought deeply about?​

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Post Fifty-Two.

Snow... snow. It's so cold.
I finally get an excuse to wear my bomber hat. It's uber sexy.
Rawr and all that jazz.

This is my future cat... it doesn't know it yet.

It will be mine. Or one similar.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Post Fifty-One.

I loved Twilight.
We've decided that Eric Yorkie is my other half.
'Cos, we're amazing Asians like that.
Might be seeing it again tonight.

Thanksgiving lunch was good.
Still have to go to either Cassie's sister's or Aunt Carrie's for dinner.
... I'm gonna get huge.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Post Fifty.

What the hell am I doing up?
Why do I always sleep odd hours?

You're crazy.
Yeah, I'm crazy too.

Everything makes sense when you think outside the box.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Post Foruty-Nine.

Obscenities are the scene.

I miss '90's music...


Friday, November 21, 2008

Post Fourty-Eight.

Hey, you.
I miss you.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Post Fourty-Seven.

I'm here for the taking.
Friends,  yeah... best friends 'til the end.

Now it's gonna get harder
And it's gonna burn brighter
And it's gonna feel tougher,
Each and every day
So let me say,
That I love you
You're all I ever wanted
You're all I ever dreamed of to come

Post Fourty-Six.

Not exactly sure what's happening to me. It's nothing bad. No, no, no. Far from it, honestly.
I'm just... in a weird state.
Unheard of.
That's all I can think of.
That's how I feel.

Few posts back...
I know who's going to catch me.
I figured that out a few days ago.
Who's going to save me is a mystery.
But, isn't it that I am really my own worst enemy?
Thus, only I can rescue me.
But, good cannot exist where evil doesn't lay.
One isn't completely good...
And one isn't completely evil.
So, the real question is...
Are we really saving ourselves by trying to be on or the other?
Or are we leading us all to damnation?
Can one be lost and found at the same time?
By trying so hard to achieve a goal,  are we really doing what is best for us?

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Post Fourty-Five.

Incessantly, the fear remains for
Living meant nothing
Other than breathing and believing
Voluntarily blind to reason
Equivocality within statements meant to mask
Your heart beat speeds and slows with time
Our lives go on, the mark remains
Under the stars, they're intertwined

Monday, November 17, 2008

Post Fourty-Four.

Feel as if I'm falling,
Falling fast.
Can't breathe.
Who will catch me?
Who will save me?

Within myself is salvation.
Let's get away.
Escape the world.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Post Fourty-Three.

"Why do you pray?" he asked me after a moment.
"I don't know why," I said, even more disturbed and ill at ease.
He closed his eyes, as though to escape time.
"I pray to the God within me that He will give me strength to ask Him the right questions."
The look in his eyes, as they stared into mine, has never left me.

In the air was the smell of burning flesh.
"Poor devils, you're going to the crematory."
"You're going to be burned. Frizzled away. Turned into ashes."
And I did not know that in that place, at that moment, I was parting from my mother and Tzipora forever.
Surely it was a dream.

Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed.
Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky.
The SS gave us a fine New Year's gift.
Babies were thrown into the air and the machine gunners used them as targets.
That night the soup tasted like corpses.
"Where is God? Where is He?"

The moment has come. I was face to face with the Angel of Death.
I repeated to myself: "Don't think. Don't stop. Run."
He lept on me, like a wild animal, hitting me in the chest, on the head, throwing me down and pulling me up again, his blows growing more and more violent, until I was covered in blood.
I did not weep, and it pained me that I could not weep. But I had no more tears.
Humanity is not concerned with us. Today anything is allowed.
"Where is God? Where is He?"

"You must never lose faith, even when the sword hangs over your head. That's the teaching of our sages...."
Praised be Thy Hold Name, Thou Who hast chosen us to be butchered on Thine altar?
Why, but why should I bless him? In every fiber I rebelled.
I no longer accepted God's silence.
"Where is God? Where is He?"

"Throw out all the dead! All corpses outside!"
They were the first faces of hell and death.
From the depths of the mirror, a corpse gazed back at me.
Hell is not for eternity.
Surely it was a dream.
"Where is God? Where is He?"

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Post Fourty-Two.

Carry the commotion of such adolescent speech.
Save it for the stage,
Where your words will really reach.
Risk a message to fall on ears,
Deaf to reason.
Out of the norm,
Considered no more than treason.
Society today,
Motivation how we lack,
Leaving future generations to pick up the slack.
Is this what you meant by a better tomorrow?
Kids living on the street.
Can you see through my eyes,
As I can see through you lies?
Spiraling downward.
Mankind at its all time low.
On display and you've front row tickets to the show.

Devin thinks when I read that, it sounds like something Saul Williams would write.
I don't like the end.
It needs work.

Post Fourty-One.

Alas, I don't know what's going on anymore. Fighting. Fighting. Fighting. That's all anyone wants to do these days. They're at it again. Friendship really isn't anything, these days. It's all false. We don't stick together for what we have in common. It's not because we like each other. No, it's because we all need someone. We can't be alone.

Forget that. How can I listen to one, then go around and listen to the other, not saying a word. All it is is complaining these days. I just want a normal conversation... like back in middle school.

I'm tired of fighting.
I'm tired of secrets.
I'm tired of backstabbing.

I want friendship.
I want what we all used to have.
I want what was never there to begin with.

We all live to lie. We were taught to when we were younger.

"Don't worry dear, don't tell your father." "Oh, your mother doesn't need to know." "Shhh, don't tell dad. It's our secret." "You and I are besties, not her and me."

Blah. Blah. Blah.
I'm tired of it, honestly.
I don't know what to believe anymore.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Post Fourty.

One month. I'm not even sure if it's felt that long. Wow.

All I can say is that I'm really happy. More than happy. Gawd, it's crazy.

And, I do owe some credit to Jennifer and Jessica. 'Cos, I'm a wuss and all that, yeah. So, thanks double J.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Post Thirty-Nine.

Uggh...Was at the Grand Theatre since 3:30, basically. I got back from play practice at 10. Practice isn't supposed to go past 9. I was supposed to be home by 9. But, o'course... no. That's not how it works out.

So, my dad's a bit pissed. He says I shouldn't be spending so much time on something I'm not getting a high school credit for... that I spent 6 hours there and that that's too long. Basically, that I shouldn't have volunteered to help be a light tech.


Opening night is Thursday. Fuggin' Thursday. Know what? Techs didn't start with the play until Friday. Tonight was the second practice we've attended. That's all the time I've put into it. Now, imagine how much hell he'd raise if I was actually in the play? Gawd. O'course practices are going to run long. We're going through the WHOLE PLAY.

Stressed to the max.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Post Thirty-Eight

Just for kicks... The "Turn on/off quiz"! wth. To be honest, I think this is more a what you like/don't like sorta thing. 'Cos if you get turned on by some of this stuff... wtf. Oh well, I'll even go through and BS the girl one too.

on/off/dc(don't care)


Wears braces: on
Dresses Gangsta: dc
Dresses Preppy: dc
Dresses Skate: dc
Dresses Athletic:dc
Has green eyes:on
Has brown eyes:on
Has hazel eyes:on
Has blue eyes:dc ha syucka
Smokes cigarettes: off
Smokes weed:off
Smokes cigars: off
Plays sports: dc
Can skate: dc
Writes lyrics:eh...on
Smiles a lot: on
Has blonde hair:dc
Has brown hair:dc
Has black hair:dc
Has red hair:dc
Has spikey hair:dc
Has no hair:off; ;
Has long hair:dc, depends on how long.
Good dancer: dc
Wears jewelry: dc
Piercing: dc
Muscles: dc to an extent
Laid back:on
Plays guitar:on
Plays drums: on
Raps:tha's chill
Can draw:on
Has a lip ring:dc
Has a tongue ring:off
Nipples pierced: off... those could get ripped off, and then what?
Hugs you: on
Hugs from behind: ...on?
Creative: on
Calls you just to hear your voice: dc
Tattoos: dc
Goes to church:dc
Is funny: on
Cuddles a lot: on



Has a nice butt: fo' sho'

Plays musical instrument: Tha gurl be off the charts

Is taller than you: Homie don't play

Is shorter than you: Tha's whus up
Has green eyes: Reminds me of kool-aid

Has blue eyes: Ocean ain't as beautiful, bby

Has brown eyes: My chocolate bby kitten

Has hazel eyes: Honey, bby bear

Has long hair: Tha's whus up

Has medium hair: Bby can work it

Has short hair: Needs something to hold on to, bby

Drinks alcohol: Tha' way I can get her upstairs

Smokes cig's: Homie don't want yellow teeth.

Smokes weed: Bby gonna share?
Has blonde hair: Needs me a snow bunny.

Has brown hair: Is chill

Has black hair: Will you be my Egyptian princess?

Has red hair: Fiery

Calls you just to say hi: Bby, I need some space

Creative: In the bedroom

compliments you: She betta

Shaves her legs: Homie don't want no ewok

Wears jewelry: My bby betta have some ice

Has bigger feet then you: Homie don't need no Bigfoot

Belly piercings: Tha' whus up

Doesn't party: Hell naw

Likes to party: She best

Wants to party: She best

Laughs a lot: Best not have one of them crazy laughs

Happy: I don't need a mental case

Funny: Best she not talk

Skinny: Best be a toothpick

Rides a bike: She can ride my bike
Tattoo: Lower back, bby

Honest: Bby betta not be creepin'

Open: Tha's was up

Shy and quiet: Best not be shy

huge boobs: Tha's whus up

Licks lips: Sexeh
Lightly bites Bottom lip: Homie like

Talks dirty: Tha's whas up

Leaves you random comments: Hell naw

Competes with you: Hell naw

That was my gangsta alter ego. His name is Cletus. But, he goes by C-dawg.
wth. Disregard that whole thing.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Post Thirty-Seven.

What is there that I can really say to make things right? Moreover, why does it always seem that we fight over the silliest of things. By George, you two... untuck your dicks from your waistbands and be the better person here. Honestly, I love you two to death, but I don't understand why you lot can't agree on such a little thing. A bit trivial, if you ask me. It's freaking trick-or-treating, for Pete's sake. Okay, so... trick-or-treating is amazing. But, this is besides the point. We shouldn't be arguing over who gets to go with us. You lot work it out and get back to me when you can agree.

In other news, I'm really digging the new Rise Against CD. Thank youuu, Chad, for sending it to me. Haha... no such thing as bad Rise Against. Maybe it's just me, but... Tim McIlrath's voice is freaking awesome.

Except for you and me, love
Everyone is the same,
We know, we know, we know, we know
But if to live, we have to be numb
I'd rather know the pain,
I'd rather know, I'd rather know
This happens almost never
But it happened once to me
And this will never be same
The ends we seam together

I'm not after fame and fortune
I'm after you
When I've served my time I swear I
will come back for you

As their castles crumble slowly
We watch them fall
The crown slips from heads unworthy
Right on to ours, but I'm after you

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Post Thirty-Six.

What to say... what to say?

Well, the quarter ended Friday. Jeeze, half of half of the school year is already over. It's gone by way too fast... I'm starting to feel old. Quite very old, to be honest. Junior. A fuggin' Junior. What the hell? It feels like Freshman year was only a few days ago. Where has time gone?

I think I need to start going to bed at 10 again, just so I'm not as sleepy. Don't get me wrong, I get up for school just fine. It just might benefit me getting 8 hours of sleep. To hell with it. We all know that's not going to happen. Sleep is overrated any who!

This weekend was fun. Us lot (Double J, K, and A) watched a movie and played DDR/Sing Star on Friday. Then, Saturday we went to M@TM. So, the usual awesome stuff all us awesome people do. But, let me tell you something you probably already know. Most, if not all, Asians are tone deaf. My dad is. My aunts are. My grandparents are. It runs in the family. So, o'course, I am. But, I'm not the typical Asian, I'd say. 'Cos, I don't very much like kareoke. Why? 'Cos I don't wanna torture others. xD But, Korie finally cracked me and I sang with her. Awfully, but I still managed to do it. Kudos a mi. Overall, I enjoyed myself very much.

Friday is Halloween. Who's ready? I sure as hell know I am. I'mma be one of those people that are fuggin' dressing up and going trick-or-treating until I'm in the grave. 'Cos I'm ace like that. Don't be jealous. I know you want this. Kidding, kidding. I still have to put together my costume still... it's between:
  • The Mad Hatter
  • A Scene Kid
  • My old White Mage Costume
  • Some black velvety dress robe thingy I have
  • A Hogwarts student
Oh, the choices.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Post Thirty-Five.

Jeeze. So much has been going on lately...

I hate having loads of things to do. It's soooooooooo bleh; awful. But, hey... whatever. I'll live, eh?
Life is pretty good right now. =]

Relatives over is defo not ace. They keep doing that relative thing where they pick at all the stuff you don't do... all your mess ups. wth.

Relatives are supposed to LOVE YOU.
Jeeze... so lame.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Post Thirty-Four.

I don't even know what to do with myself anymore.

Everyone is leaving me behind.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Post Thirty-Three.

One day, I'm going to end up crazy. I already know I'll most likely have memory loss. And that's if I don't die from a heart attack or something.

Oh, joy. I can't wait. I'mma be an amazing old person. My great-grand children will always wanna chill with me. Cuz we be str8t up G, son. Remind me to never do that again.

It seems I'm always staying up a bit late. Honestly, I've always been like this. I have the worst trouble getting to sleep. Ever since I was real little... Oh, well. No one needs sleep anywho.

I remember ages ago when I wanted to be all sorts of things when I grew up. I think the pink power ranger and a Spice girl top the list.

I'm rambling. Going of on a tangent, if I do say so myself. Don't blame me, I blame my mind. It's on on it's own little track.

Bleh. There are many things I could say, but they most likely won't make sense. I missed out again. What is this? The third night. Oh well. Whatever, I either do or don't. I can't even think these days. Must be the tap water.

I'll do it tomorrow, if I feel in the mood. If not, forget it. Ugggh. Being a girl sucks.

Before I forget, Jessica got one of those EasyCurves things. And I used it just for fun... oh jeeze, it was hilarious. They really do move.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Post Thirty-Two.

Alright, so...

I was going through my pictures last night and found a few from a night the gang spent at Stephanie's. The good old days before she moved. We had a craving for sweets. Ok, lie. I had a craving for sweets. So, I bought 4 cans of whipped cream and a thing of cookie dough. Needless to say... they got into it and here is the aftermath... cream everywhere.

Ah... good times, good times.

Hmmm, Jessica was most def. being redneck today. It reminded me of the kids that I went to school with last year. The ones that lived in Salter Path and Newport. Every year Newport has a Pig Cooking.

And that reminds me of Cud Pooking. Which honestly originated from me slurring my words around when trying to be all "Redneck" and such talking of pig cooking. So... now we say that Cud Pooking is:
  • Hill billy orgy where they use the junk that cows chew on and rub it on each other.
    Then, then fuck dead pig corspes
Jessica's words, not mine. Ah, how I love my friends. We're all quite odd... and disgusting.

Post Thirty-One.

So, Jennifer and I are in the Computer Lab working on our Guam project. Guam was captured by the Japanese in 1941 and it was retaken by the US three years later. Guam was ceded to the US by Spain in 1898. Most def. Nate can't go to homecoming. ; ; Sos, I has to find someone else to go with so Jennifer and Jessica don't beat me for not going with their plan. Bleh.

Jennifer is awesomeee [By Jennifer.]
Jennifer is a douche in all actuality. Fuggin' Ginger. Hate Chuuuuuuu.

She loves me because I give her DeathNote and because I'mma give her my mexican ginger bb. [Jennifer]

I don't want her baby. Gawsh. I want my ownnnn. =[

Lo siento mi amor. Te amo. [Jennifer]

Jennifer apesta mucho. Le gusta tener tres gatos en sus pantalones. Ella es una idiota. Sin embargo, le gusta tomar hasta la parte trasera.

Too much spanish. She tries but I know someone who speaks it hotterrrrrr >_> [Jennifer]

Whatever... I'd rather have an awesome gamer nerd than a whatever it is yew have. Bish. Jessicahhh isn't here... so I have lunch all by myself. Q.Q I'mma cryyyy.
Jennifer kagustuhan na magkaroon ng unawaan sa cats.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Post Thirty.

The bake sale went well, I'd say. Especially for all that we had to offer. Ended up selling everything and making a total of $49.81. Not bad at all, if you ask me.

All that money will go towards our Halloween Costume Party and Ally week, most likely.

I'm almost done with my biology project, then it's on to my Lit paper.

Going to Music @ The Mall with Devin and Jessica. Hope it'll be some fun. =]

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Post Twenty-Nine.

I never ever ever wanna bake again. Never ever. Baking is sucky....
Jessica, Carissa, and I ended up baking...
  • Sugar Cookies
  • Oatmeal Cookies
  • Peanut Butter Cookies
  • Peanut Butter Brownie Cupcakes
Sooo, people better buy some sweets or I'll be sad. I may actually cry just a bit.

No homework was completed today. No surprise there. I've got a lot to do over the weekend. And I'll prolly end up needing to get together with Canyon this weekend to work on our Biology project. Though, watch me end up doing it all. Or not doing it and us failing. Oh, jeeze. The possibilities... all so fun.

I fell asleep last night when supposed to be doing things with Andyroo. Like... for 20 minutes, I was out. And I wake up and he's in Whitegate, or still there from earlier. I dunno. But I felt really bad. And... I was sooo tired that every word I typed was spelled waaay wrong. I'm so lame, haha.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Post Twenty-Eight.

Jessica got the nomination. I'm so proud of her. It'll be most rad if she wins.

Doing concessions with Korie tonight for extra credit...
Um... stayed after school until 4:30 working on my Statistics test. Bleh. Very easy. Very time consuming.

Hunter's my new best friend. He let me borrow his Metro Station CD. =D!!!

Jennifer's trying to get me to ask someone out. But, there's nooooo way I will. Nonono. 'Cause knowing my luck, things will get weird. And there goes our friendship. D: I don't want that to happen.

I found the cutest dress ever! =]

Isn't it adorable? I wanna get it for prom this year.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Post Twenty-Seven.

Pete is a total flirt. So is Tiffany. No offense to either one. I find it entertaining.

Jennifer and I went over to Tiffany's and watched half of Fight Club. We hung out in older Rader's room for a bit until their mom told us to get out since he wasn't there. Little Rader (Tiffany) went with Jennifer and me to Subway. Pete was working so we kept making faces at him. Then we went to Music@ the Mall.

Charlie was there. Haven't seen that little gay man in ages. His sister's band was most def. ace. Though, Jessica didn't really like it. Prolly because she likes mostly things like Cute is What We Aim For, Fall Out Boy, The Academy Is..., etc. She doesn't really like punk. And that's most def. depressing. I lovesssss punk. =[

Friday, September 19, 2008

Post Twenty-Six.

Well, the seconds GSA meeting went well. We're going to have our fund raising Halloween party at Alesia's house on October 25th. Two dollar admission if anyone is interested. =] Here's where the winking and nudging comes in.

Let's see... working concessions really is a workout, just so you know. My feet are really... really... really, really sore. Though, I got a free green tea out of it. So, I guess that's something. Our team lost Freshman and Varsity games to Mt. Pleasant.

"Hair Matt", as everyone calls him, showed me is Straight Edge tattoo today. It was pretty cool. So, I told him about what I'm going to get prolly when I'm eighteen. I hope it will end up decent looking, honestly.

Pete and Ethan really freaked me out today. Because, you see... we were all hanging out in the hallway before school started. Ethan and Pete were taking turns jumping into each other's arms, y'know. Like, the whole bridal thing or whatever it's called. So, they started talking 'bout their weight. I was all, "Oh my jeeze, Pete! I weigh more than you." And, of course, some fake whining/crying/etc. So, they converse between each other and decide they should pick me up. Now, if you know me well enough, I'm really afraid of heights and especially of people picking me up. But, they do in anyway, having me on their shoulders. So there I was, in the middle of the hallway freaking out and yelling to put me down. They don't. GDI. So, Rita (one of our librarians) comes out and yells at them. Finally, they put me down, safely, may I add. So, I have a go at them! They deserved it... bitches. Meh, I'm not really mad at them. Just really, I was very very scared!

Guam. Why Guam, you ask? Because Jennifer didn't want Oklahoma. Brookesany didn't want whatever freaking state/province of the US and Canada Jennifer wanted. No. Of course not. So, what do we pick? Guam. Why? Because no one else would and we knew it. Hafa Adai. That's how you say hello in Guam. Fuck Guam. Kidding. Whatever.

I'm really really in the mood for something exciting. Hmm, maybe I'll find something tomorrow.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Post Twenty-Five.

Today was quite uneventful. Tyler's a pervert. Supposedly I'm a pervert for our following conversation.

Me: It's stuck!
Tyler: What is?
Me: The probe!

Supposedly I was thinking what he was thinking, too. Which is a lie. Until he said something. Gawd, I swear that sometimes Tyler is under the influence. Because quite honestly, he's a bit... out there usually.

Now mind you, we were doing a lab to freeze water in a test tube. And the water froze around the temperature probe.

Anywho, I'm already planning Halloween costumes. If I get a job, that is. If not, I'll make me one. I thought those were kinda cute in a weird way. But, I wanna go as Alice from Alice in Wonderland.

Homecoming dance is the 11th... So, I've gotta get a dress for then. Or something nice. Preferably clothing in general.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Post Twenty-Four.

Fuck me? Well fuck you, too. Why does everyone seem to be in an awful mood lately? I bet it is this blasted awful weather. It being all rainy and muggy and dark and very uninviting to anyone. I could see why everyone's got their panties in a bunch.

Today's that yearbook workshop. Hopefully we learn something useful. Who am I kidding? Of course we will. Alas, Stephanie won't be there... Stephanie won't be there for a lot of things. Gdi, I'm missing that kid! Parents ruin everything! Kidding, kidding.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Post Twenty-Three.

Don't think I'll keep this layout long. <.<

The rave thing last night was fun. Glow sticks everywhere.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Post Twenty-Two.

Uggh. I like this template, but it's all off a bit.
So, looks like I'll have some fixing to do.
Or maybe I'll just find a new one!

Bringing my bass to school so Ethan can see it or play it or something... I'm not exactly sure why I'm bringing it, to be honest. Bleh.

Geography to do when I get to school.
Ditto, Stats. I need to stop procrastinating.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Post Twenty-One.

Today was fun, for the most part. I've got a American History test I've got to study for tomorrow... Um, Geography I'm copying from Jennifer because I'm lazy. Uber lazy... Hmmm, I've got flyers to make in the morning. Or later tonight.

I told Jennifer how she'd die...
And I spilled syrup all over myself! And Jennifer's homework... sticky everywhere. She says I'm not allowed near her children when she has any. Bitch, prz. I'm responsible, mostly!

Ugh, still sick. Fucking rain... how I love you so.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Post Twenty.

Don't tell Korie if you fancy someone.
Because she'll most def meddle. hahaha... <3 you Korie.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Post Nineteen.

Band meeting at noon. Jeeze, I haven't even showered. I don't even know what I'm supposed to bring. Uggh.

You're lost and I'm waiting
And I'll find you if it's the last thing I do
Dr. Livingstone, I presume
We've got some catching up to do
And I've got all the time in the world

These faces are unfamiliar
Covered in masks and makeup
These clothes are quite out there
We're dancing in a sea of empty cups

She's laughing ever so fakely
At lame jokes you've run through your mind
(Time after time)
Anyone would know,
She wants you upstairs right now
The door closes
No one hears a sound
And you're under her spell

You're lost and I'm waiting
And I'll find you if it's the last thing I do
Dr. Livingstone, I presume
We've got some catching up to do
And I've got all the time in the world

Weren't you always told to look before you leap?
Guess the liquor's taken over
Despite the promises you've made

Gladly you accept every offer
Greed within your eyes
Words serpentine until they lose
Whatever meaning meant to hold
Lies woven into lies

Until you've gone so deep
You're trapped and there's no way out
Just give up now
For there's nothing to cure this wound

You're lost and I'm waiting
And I'll find you if it's the last thing I do
Dr. Livingstone
Dr. Livingstone
Dr. Livingstone
Dr. Livingstone, I presume
We've got some catching up to do
And I've got all the time in the world

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Post Eighteen.

Gah, I can't believe it.
It seriously must be a dream or something.
Jeeze. No, I probably sound like a crazy person.
He had to sit on my lap. o.O
It was like... oh, shnap. :3

Though, I almost killed Stephanie.
Her whole, you can get a ride, but you should take Brookesany to prom.
Gah, so embarrassing.
Stephaine, I would never actually kill you.
I'm just easily embarrassed. Q.Q I looooves youuuu.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Post Seventeen.

We're all falling apart. I can't hold the four of us together. They're all pissed at each other, just not me. I don't know what to even do...

That Statistics test I had yesterday... I got a D+. First test that I've ever done poorly on, I tell ya. The sad thing is, the highest grade was like a 74 or something. By Stephanie, of all people! No offense to her, but her and I were both shocked. I mean, we're used to me being the 'best'. I don't like Statistics. :/

My Biology test today... I think went decent. Now by decent, I mean a passing grade for not studying or reading the text. That'll be fine with me. But still, gah... I need to get my act together. Almost everyone in the class thought it was open book. I had to explain to Canyon that Mrs. Brownlee said it was a 'book test', not 'open-book'. Jeeze. And everyone kept talking while she gave us time to study. It was so lame... She was pissed off to the extreme. I know I was a bit annoyed.

Supposed to go to the Keokuk/Central Lee football game today. So, going up to Central with Jennifer. =] I don't even like watching football... so I don't know why I'm going. But, I guess it could be fun. I just need to get out of the house.

I still need to get batteries for my camera. Or... my dad needs to bring some home from work. He told me he would because he didn't want to buy some at Wal-Mart. Which, quite honestly, I don't mind.

Gah, I've got Stat homework to do...
Wish me luck.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Post Sixteen.

First meeting went decently well.
Mrs. Marsot couldn't make it since a doctor appointment. So, Mr. Wendt filled in.

Though, there was a uh... bit of people getting off topic. Freaking Pete being distracting.

Jennifer bought a 300 bag of suckers and brought them to school. I had about 20 or so of them... D:
I feel like my teeth are going to rot out or something.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Post Fifteen.

I've got to wake myself up tomorrow. Let's see how well that goes.
Statistics test tomorrow too... jeeze, I'm not ready for it. I'mma fail! D:
GSA's first meeting tomorrow, too. o.O What's with all this stuff happening tomorrow?
Freaking Thurdays... gawd.

Swimming todaaaay. Jessica locked me in the showers and attacked me with soap. Uggh.
Canyon kept marking on me. -.- Uggh, again. Most definitely lame.
The unicorn towel smelled like... gross. Can't believe Jennifer left that in our locker. D:!
The kid next to me in English used my Optimus Prime picture because he forgot his.
So all I had was freaking Ghandi and Kevin Mitnick.
Uggh, jeeze.
No one likes Ghandi or Kevin!
I figured, he'd have an easier time BSing why Optimus Prime was his hero instead of Ghandi or Kevin, seeing as not that many people in our school even know who that is.
He was thought to be a threat to national security. xD
Poor thing.
Mr. Muston looked at me like I was crazy when I started talking about Kevin.
At least I didn't choose Jim Morrison. <.< *cough*Jennifer*cough*
Freaking getting arrested for ejaculating on stage.
Jennifer likes things like that.
What a pervert.


Post Fourteen.

I'm in the school library. Oh, jeeze. I don't want to go to Chemistry.

No... not, really. Uggh.
Sweaty man sweat man... oh, jeeze. Jessicahhhhh, you suck penis. =]
Stephanie's a beast.
Oh shnap. This whole post doesn't make sense.

My heros for Lit class are Ghandi, Kevin Mitnick, and Optimus Prime.
M heros could kick your heros asses. Or hack your stuff. Or, peacefully protest you, son!

Post Thirteen.

Charlie didn't show again. Blast you gay little man.

We were honestly looking forward to seeing you again; we all miss you.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Post Twelve.

This picture is ages old.
What the hell was I thinking?
Though, thanks for taking the picture Jeremy.

Post Eleven.

Is it okay for me to say I'm scared? I cried not too long ago. Now that, I haven't done in ages.

Kurtis, even though you'll never see this... I want you to know that no matter what happens or where life takes us, you'll always be my brother. I've never denied it. I really do love you, and wish we could have gotten to know each other better. But, it's never too late, right?

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Post Ten.

I'm ungrounded. :)

More later... I'm a bit busy at the moment.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Post Nine.

I made a new acquaintance... Canyon, or however he spells it; I'm not for sure. But, he's in my American History and Biology classes, which is sweet. We talked about all different stuff...

Such as my clothes, his clothes, Carissa and I being related, etc. etc. Mrs. Brownlee shooed him out of the classroom after school. His womanizing failed... badly.

Poor thing. :/

Lesseeeee... I'm off to Jennifer's in a bit. Her, Jessica, and I are going to go over stuff for the GSA meeting. I'll keep ya updated, or... attempt to. I best be off, since they're at the door now.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Post Eight.

Jennifer's a bit ticked with me because of something about...
I liking someone, and her knowing, yet not knowing exactly how much I like said person.

But... it's not like I was keeping it from her about who I liked; unlike her! Mind you, she's off not wanting to tell me who's caught her eye. Though, I knew who it was without her telling me. Bunch of BS if you ask me. She should be able to trust meeeeee. Jeeze, I must not be a good enough best friend.

Bed time sooooon Q.Q Think I may put in a movie. Super Bad, maybe.

haha... I live a boring life. Like was said too much in this post. :/

Post Seven.

Honestly, I should probably update this more often...

Today was the second day of school. So, let's see... I had classes 1-3 and homeroom yesterday. Then, I had classes 4-7 today. I guess, I should have probably started off naming my classes, for whoever cares. Most likely myself for when I become old and forgetting.

Homeroom - Mrs. Jones
Chemistry - Mr. Sellers
Publications - Mrs. Jones
Lit/Comp III - Mr. Muston
World Geography - Mendenhall
Statistics - Mr. Grigsby
American History - Mr. Campbell
Biology - Mrs. Brownlee

Today... since my 6th and 7th period classes are technically 'sophomore' classes, none of the students were in there except a hand full. Soooo, from 5th period up to the bell in 7th, I worked on Statistics homework. So much fun, let me tell you.

I've got homeroom, chemistry, publications, and statistics with Stephanie... aaaaand, chemistry, lit/comp III, and world geography with Jennifer. Sadly, I've no classes with Jessica. It makes me very very sad, indeed. Korie, Trevor, and David are in my publications class, though.

GSA meeting is in two weeks. I'm excited.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Post Six.

Hmmm, there's a bunch of things I could say. But, I think I'll keep them to myself. That might be best.

Tomorrow-- well, technically today-- is going to be very very busy. I've to wake up early and go all around the schools. Should be fun. I honestly can't wait to finally figure out my schedule. Alas, I most likely won't be taking Pre Cal... I'll prolly be taking Stats with Stephanie. Oh joy.

Jessica and I are are going to start working out with each other over the weekends and do our own solo stuff during the week. It'll be great. As Jessica has said many times, we're going to become 'skinny bitches' before we graduate. Hessicaaaaah, I lub yew. <3

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Post Five.

lolediting. <.< jeeze.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Post Four.

Stephanie picked me up around 11. We went to the high school, then came back to my house, since Bliss wasn't in. So, she made us Macaroni and cheese for lunch. Then we went back to the high school; got her classes straight. I've got to wait until registration for mine. Oh, well. Hmm, I'm teaching myself Trig for the placement test I have to take for Pre Calculus. It's going alright so far. Nerji was awesome and taught me a bit while we were exping in our static. And Laggie has offered to give me his old college Trig notes. Bunches of yey!

I got two more pieces of my SCH AF today-- my body and feet (Loafers and Gown). Hopefully, I'll get my head in the next few days... my Scholar's Motarboard. Jeffreestar's looking cuter by the minute. Mithra sch... for the win.

The static got to 54 today. I hope we're able to get 56 tomorrow. Which, wouldn't be much of a surprise seeing as how well we're doing on colibri. Those lot are really a blast to work with. I'm glad Laggie introduced me to them all. Though, he's got his work cut out for him since we've duo rng in our static. Byahahaha.

Laggie and Decy messed around with an RMT party after we were done. Spam curing their tank and then Invincibleing and such... holding it until they got another, and then zoninging. Thus, the RMT party now would have two after them. >.>...

Hmm... some after party shots.

So, after that the ones that didn't log out went to the level 5 Besieged that was going to take place. We sat around in our swimwear and town gear as we waited... much fun, o'course.

Decy enjoyed being able to dance on Nerji's dead body. How nice.

After all that, I just kinda chilled around. Jessica and I are making plans about the band and other get togethers. Jennifer should be leaving in about a week, maybe. I don't even know anymore.

The West Point, Iowa Sweet Corn Festival is this week from Thursday to Sunday. I should be going Thursday and Saturday with friends, actually. Sunday, I believe I'm going again with family on our way back from going to Fun City. Jeeze, this week is a bit busy.

Monday, August 4, 2008

Post Three.

SE strikes again. Maintenance has been going on much longer than it was originally supposed to. Four or so more hours, honestly. But, it's back up now... even if it was supposed to be done ant 5! Oh well. And Laggie and I found out I can't convert time... or the site I was using couldn't... or both, to be honest. It's weird calling Laggie by Andrew, just a bit.

Tomorrow I've got to stop by KHS to work out my schedule. Jeeze, I've not a clue what I want to take, really. I know... Pre-Calculus, Biology, American History, maybe World Geography, Lit 3, Creative Writing, and Advanced Web Design. That's almost a full course. Stephanie said she'll pick me up around... noon, maybe. Let's hope I can get the classes I want.

Post Two.

I took a venture to Music @ the Mall, just like we used to when I lived here before. Alas, it's just not the same as it used to be. Not many things are the same as they used to be.

Stephanie and Jennifer got into it. Our group seems to be at each others throats often. I have a feeling that things aren't going to end well by the end of the year. That's if we're all around by the end of the the year.

I had the lot spend the night. Pretty boring, to be honest. Stephanie and I compared my 7th grade year book to my 9th grade year book. It's funny how some people change so much, while others remain the same.

Jessica stayed until about 4:30. Stephanie went home around noon. My father fried eggplant for dinner. It was alright, to be honest it was a bit greasy. Oh well; food is food.

I did dynamis for the first time in about a week. I was quite a bit rusty... died a good amount. But, I didn't mind. It was all in good fun. Many were glad to see me back. Supposedly they were having a bit of trouble with the Paladin Alliance since I had been gone. Even though, I don't do much... just what I'm told. I missed those lot. It felt great to be back.

Friday, August 1, 2008

Post One.

The beginning of my life from this point on.