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.
OMGOMGOMG WE'RE GONNA GO SEE DEATHNOTE!!! I can't wait. <33333
Jennifer kagustuhan na magkaroon ng unawaan sa cats.

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. =]

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.

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.

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. =[

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.

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.

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.

Post Twenty-Three.

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

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

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!
D:!

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.

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.

Post Twenty.

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

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

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.

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.

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.

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!
OPTIMUS PRIME IS WHERE IT IS AT.
Buuuut...
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.

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?