Tuesday, April 28, 2009

We'll write a song, that turns off the lights.

I honestly don't remember any specific details about school yesterday. I know that Dill Pickle and I hung out at lunch and I told him I hated him, and he believed me, and said that every time I said I didn't hate him, he would recall that moment to prove that I had said it before. Oh, oh, now I remember having to rewrite the first paragraph of my Topic Proposal for Beeken's project on the Sri Lanka Civil War, and how I had to explain to him how it was personal. I was in the Media Center typing it when I cried a little from telling him the "passion" he wanted to read. Then Dillon hugged me and I felt better. So then we went to Sunset Collections, and we were SUPPOSED to cover Check Yes Juliet, but I hate my voice and didn't want to sing, cause I just suck like that. Andand, he thought it was a crappy day, but I didn't think so. :]

So today was better because it was a minimum day and there was a test!!! Yayyy, tests always make me feel better about life. Hahaha, first period in Maroun's was the Algebra II CST, and oh wow, it was harder than we all expected. I really do hope I get an advanced though. I don't feel too confident about it. Then again, I can make whatever mistake I made on part one by doing extra well on the second part on Thursday! Haha, so then was second and it made me feel super tired because I haven't worked out in so long since I've been absent on block days lately. And then was Beeken's class, which always puts me in a good mood. Mmm, I like it when Dill Pickle surprises me by coming up behind me and hugging me or putting his chin on my shoulder. It's adorable. :] Um um, so then was Emigh's class and there you go. After escuela, we went to Panera and ate that new soup, cream of chicken and wild rice. Yummm. Then we went to Yogurtland and basically ate nothing. And then we sat at the bus stop for almost an hour watching cars and playing our game, eventually just squeezing each other's hands when both were holding each other. HAHA. And then the bus. See, see, silence really is golden. So anyway, now I'm babysitting. They got a new HDTV. I'm not used to it!!! Tita Ivy texted me and told me it made her cross-eyed because it's just that humongous.

You have my heart. ♥ I love you.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

I'm dope on the floor and magic on the mic.

Can't Touch This (MC Hammer) = ♥ Hahahaha. Ask me to rap for you my favorite verse, and it's just HILARIOUS.

So PROMMMM was last night! Took four hours to get ready (shower, nails, spill new nail polish all over carpet .________. , straighten hair, curl hair, make up) and then went to Celene's house at 4:40ish. Then I was told that we were supposed to be there at 4:30, and we waited until 5:15ish for Pauline when we decided to just go and pick her up. So we went to Sunset Palms, and it turned out that Pauline thought we meant GET READY at 4:30 and so she had to get dressed really fast. So it's 5:35 and we're supposed to be there in LA at 6 to help set up. We're already in a hurry, when just our luck, there's a car accident on the 10 freeway and we all had to merge into two lanes. It took forever to get past it, but after that, we were all good. Then we ran into Downtown LA traffic, but that didn't take long before we got off. Oh, so then we kind of read the directions wrong, so we got dropped off at the wrong building, about five blocks away from the Wallis Annenberg. So we walked all the way there, in the windy cold, and high heels, arms linked, shivering. :3 Then when we got there, we just set up with the class of 2010 kids and the advisers. Then then, prom started and we worked coat room the rest of the time. We went to get food A LOT. Oh man, the food was good. I kinda wish I ate more. So we took a couple breaks when Caitlin said she'd take over, but it just isn't the same on the dance floor when you've been working and when you can't find all your friends. Haha. So yeah, that was prom. It was quite strange that people would come to hang things or get their stuff in groups. It was like on and off frenzy. Hahah. So after Prom, and after returning all the people's stuff, we cleaned up and got a ride from Ms. Wong. She dropped me off first because I live closest to the Francisquito 10 exit.

So they dropped me off at Dill Pickle's house because I asked them to, and he came out in his PJ's and someone was watching us from the front door. And then he gave me his jacket (which was super super super super thick and warm) cause I was FREEZING and I gave him a white rose and a centerpiece for his mommy to appease her when he goes back. So he walked me, and that was the perfect end to my lovely night.

Good day everyone. I love you. (:








Friday, April 24, 2009

Take my hand, take a breath.

Haha, I like how we love Can I Have This Dance so much.

So today was Nerd Day! I came to first period all woop dee doo like normal and did a lot of make up work in one day. My progress report will say: (1) B, (2) A, (3) C+, 4-A+, (5) A, (6) B-. Thereforeeee, I shall have a 4.16 GPA for this triad. This sucks. I realized my grades have been going DOWNDOWNDOWN since the beginning of the school year. Um, so in second, Shereen and I spoke all nerdy in our nerdy accents the whole period. We sounded like morons, but it was hilarious. "So I got an A on my report card, and my mom was like 'Why doesn't this say A+?' so now I can't read anymore. I don't know what to do, I really wanna read." Hahahah. "The arches of your shoes are incorrect". "Have you seen that hunkalicious Steve Urkel? (Hehehehehsnort) Oh boy, that man in his suspenders... ooohweee!" So we're walking for aerobics too, right? So... -walks- "Oh Lord, I need my inhaler! Oh, I can't breatheee!" Okay, I know there's a million more but I can't remember them. OH OH HAHAHAH, OMG SHEREEN IS SO FUNNY. HAHAH I don't remember this much but I remember saying something along the lines of, "So I was walking home and my allergies were killing me, so I reached into my pockets, and you know, they were all soggy..." HAHAHAH, the soggy part killed me and that's all you need to know. Oh man, I can't even talk in my nerdy accent anymore.

Then, the rest of the day was pretty fun. Everyone was just so happy and picture-moment hyped. Fifth period is so different without Atik behind me. It's so much better. HAHAHA, I'M JUST KIDDING ATIK IF YOU'RE READING THIS. :]

After school, I took the bus with Monica/Renee/Dill Pickle/Gray and went to Monica's house with Renee. We watched HSM3, took pictures, watched Quarantine, watched Youtube videos, and ate a lot. I had curry for the first time ever, but Monica said it tasted disgusting, so it didn't really have a good first impression on me when I ate it. I like how everytime we weren't at the TV and a good song came up on HSM3, Renee would run to the couch. LOLLLL, so we took pictures of us entranced in it. :P Oh, and when we were outside, we heard a dog's collar as if it were running and they screamed and ran away when the dog from the behind the fence we were in front of started barking. Hahahah, I'm Superwoman. :] Oh, so then we watched all these videos on Youtube. The crazy black lady screaming at the old woman was psychotic... and the Jamaican guy attacking the guy was HILARIOUS. Anddd, we watched ImprovEverywhere videos, and yeah. Interesting. They're so amusing. I'd love to do those things for fun. :]

Then, I left at around 7 and went to visit Dill Pickle! So I walked there and hid behind a truck that was in front of one of his neighbors, and I saw someone from the window staring at me, so I left and had to reveal myself. LOL, not like he was looking for me. But yeah, then we had a wonderfully long hug, even though he wants to save the "biggest hug ever" on our list of things to do for later. And he walked me to Sunset Collections. So we walked and walked, and someone's sprinklers were on, and he pulled my hand closer to them, so I couldn't run away. I didn't get too wet though, because I used him as a shield. Muahaha. Then we walked in, and I walked him out. HAHAHAHAHA, silly silly. I felt so paranoid that my dad is going to drive by and catch me, so I guess I'm pretty lucky considering that not even five minutes after arriving home, he does too. :]

Baw, Prom is today, and we still don't have a ride home. ._.

I love you. (:

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Love me dead.

Hahaha, okay so yesterday: Jacky and I went to the mall, took a while looking for earrings and a headband for my prom outfit, walked to Panera for nothing, Red Robin with $10, yumyum chips and cheese dip, bus stop, home.

Today was pretty funny.
So we were talking about how Peter is pretty shy...
Beeken: He wear a SPEEDO, for God's sake. Anyone who wears a Speedo in public is not shy!
Class: (laughs)
Asad: He has balls.
Beeken: Or not.
Class: (laughs)
Asad: Well he has balls to wear a Speedo!
Beeken: Or not.
Hannah: That's a stereotype!
Class: (quiet) (cricketcricket)
Beeken: Now Miss Xu has to explain herself!
talktalktalktalk.
Beeken: Go explain Miss Xu.
Hannah: Okay cause you know how you said he has no balls, and that's a stereotype, cause you know... asians.
Class + Beeken: (laughs for three straight minutes)

HAHAHAH.

Then we were talking about the project.
Ryan: Wait, so are you going to measure it all anally and make sure it's exactly 30 inches?
Beeken: Yes, I'm going to measure it anally. (sticks butt out) One... (small step to the side) Two... Nope, it's not thirty inches.
HAHAHA, okay, it was funny at the time.

Oh, and then in Emigh's...
Bobby: (answering a question from the quiz) ... Mr. Pumblecock.
Class: (laughs)
Emigh: It means he has a plump rooster.
LAMDSFLASKDJFLDKJFALKDJADSLFJADSLFKJHAHAHAHA. Oh, that's rich.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

I haven't posted a blog in forever (to me). So the past three days have been awfully hot. I really do hope it drops to the 70's by the end of the week. "April showers being May flowers" MY BUTT! D:<

Yesterday: I don't even remember. I know that I got Atik in trouble in Spanish class, cause we talk to much, and he had to change his seat (HAHA LOSER). And Jed and I were being extremely stupid in 6th period, and we sang "The Climb" in this obnoxiously unprepossessing voice.

Today: English/World History CST's (I over-studied for WH ._.), lose and find cardigan, Puente Hills Mall w/Dill Pickle, eat at Chowking (I hate how everyone likes Jollibee), mallmallmall, get lost, think that we're getting on the 281 (not knowing it changed to 185 and panicking for a few minutes until I figured out we can still get home on that route), Burger King, walk/♥ home.

I have nothing insightful to say. Hello. Goodbye. I love you!

Friday, April 17, 2009

I'm coming apart at the seams.

Oh, Fall Out Boy, you are always there for me to understand my misery.

Why do I always feel like this?
Ugh...
........ Ugh.
I'm such a TERRIBLE person.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be feeling so asdfghjkl;.
.________. Goodness.
You know that hollow feeling in the cavity of your chest that you sometimes get? When the top of your stomach feels like it's stretching the organ out, and at the same time, you can just feel your heart compressing against all the other organs between it and your stomach? And the pain... oh the obvious winces of pain... how little things just keep reminding you how bad of a person you are. Ouch ouch ouch. Everytime I try and keep my tears in, I get these awful shivers and goosebumps. Ughhh, why can't I just not feel jealous for once? ._.

Goodnight.
I'm sorry, I love you.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Prompt #3

“Let it be people, music, objects, or anything else, what inspires you in your life?”

I recall that when I was writing my essay for the HOBY Award thing (which I dropped out of due to me not being able to be in), we had to explain what being a leader means and I wrote somewhere in there, "... I am leader because I am my own inspiration..." I'd like to think that I am my own inspiration, because the depiction of who I want to be is in MY mind and not in others. Yes, there are many people that I look up to - Gandhi, Einstein, Glenda Hilliard, Daddy, Uncle Boboy, Auntie Melody- but it's not like one single person possesses all the qualities that I'd want to have. So maybe I should make that statement more lucid. My inspiration is not who I am now, but who, in my mind, portray myself to be in the future - all philosophies, values, opinions, likes and dislikes included.

I hope you don't misinterpret that to sound too self-centered. It's just that, I've already explained in so many previous posts that I'm a strong believer of us choosing how we want to live and what we want to do - choose our own meanings for living; so if we all make our lives how we WANT it to be, why would we let OTHER people show us who we SHOULD be? But I'm just talking about when you're seeing people as inspirations.

That's all. I haven't done homework since 5 pm. I should have done my Emigh paragraph a long time ago, but I'm just very lazy. Hasta manana. I love you.

Doc, there's a hole where something was.

Good day. I didn't come to school because I didn't realize Mr. Emigh's essay thing was due today, and I didn't study for Ms. Zhou's. I need to do six essays for PE to make up for my absents... Oh and I had to do Beeken notes too. Haha, so much work! I hope I can get everything to at least B+'s by next week. I'm actually extremely excited for Star Testing next week. :] Hahaha, so, yesterday was a pretty chill day at school. Hannah was "on the verge of looking emo"... Hah. LOL, Hannah's KKK hood. Dill Pickle and I went to Yogurtland after school and played Chubby Bunny after. I WOULD post the videos up, but they're too embarrassing. :] Well at least the first one really is. I just look so funny in the second one. Then I babysat and got home and did nothing. I'm so lazy... Ugh.

I spent today doing Beeken notes so far, and I plan on doing the GE essay paragraph later. Oh, and studying for Zhou's. :] And and, probably doing some of those PE articles I seriously need to do.

Goodness, I'm always stressed at the end of a grading period. The following is a reminder to me of what to do this next week.

I believe I have a... B in Beeken's, B- in Algebra 2 cause I never do homework, B+ in aerobics because I'm always absent, B in Emigh's because I just suck like that, A- in Mangini's, and C in Zhou's cause I never do homework. Yes yes. So if I do extra credit this weekend, I should have an A- in Beeken's, and I don't think I can raise my Algebra grade besides through the tests, I can get to an A+ by doing articles for aerobics, I can get an B+/A- in Emigh's somehow... I don't know, I'll find a way. And I'll get an A+ in Mangini's with the extra credit project, and I can get a A in Zhou's through the extra credit markers and by doing the long list of homework I need to do. 4.5 GPA? Good enough.

Toodles, poodles.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

There's just no one that gets me like you do.

Dear blog, hi-hello-how-are-you. :] Today, I felt JUBILANT. Yes, that's the word. Today was just an overall good day. Loads of laughs!

I liked nutrition when Tiffany Chao started asking us "Would you rather..." questions off the top of her head and we went around asking other people, who'd be grossed out. "Would you rather have a penis nose or boobs on your butt?" <---- oh. wow.
"Would you rather have eyes close together by your nose or far apart on the sides of your head?"
"Would you rather have a finger growing out of your knee, or three toes out of your armpit?"
"Would you rather have eyebrows as long as your hair, or armpit hair up to your waist?" (assuming you don't cut it)
Golly gee.

So I babysat after school and spent the whole time searching fora prom dress. I found THIS (click). Simple and sweet. Finally I'd get to wear a little black dress. But yeah, I don't know. I found some other cute ones, but they were super expensive. Whatever. I was trying to find a Demi Lovato Lala Land-ish dress, but this was the closest thing I could find that was nice-looking enough, affordable, and made of nice fabric. Haha, I do hope they have it when I go visit Cache, cause I'd like to see how it looks on me first. But if I have to, then I'll just order it online, within three days of delivery, since prom is less than two weeks away.

:] euphoria. <----
iloveyou.

Monday, April 13, 2009

There's no turning back for us tonight.

Well today was a rewarding day. Found out what a complete jerk John is. Yeah, there. You wanted your name in my blog, wanted to be in my life, THERE. ._. To everyone, I'm sorry I sound very bitter right now, but just the thought of how much drama went down today really aggravates me.

Tried to get me to come back, bus with Dill Pickle, talk with Dill Pickle about situation, take a nap, wake up to insulting texts. FML, I should have saved them until tonight so I can post them up. Dang it. Oh well. So replied nastily to insulting texts, vent to my future best friend Celene/Dill Pickle about insulting texts, went on with life.

Just know, that everything really wasn't meant to happen this way. I did feel horrible, I didn't wish to hurt you in any way, and I'm truly sorry.

So yeah. I wish I had more things to talk about. I need money for Prom, mannn. Ugh, I wanna see Philip so I can get a nice little updo, and since he's a makeup artist too, get that done as well. I'm not sure I care about my nails to get those done. Ughhh, but the biggest decision is the dress deal. -dundundunnnn-

Blah. I feel very talkative today. Yesyes.
iloveyou.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Prompt #2

“What kind of things in this world prevent you from chasing your dreams?” (mindbump)

Dreams... Touchy touchy, but I saw this and would like to answer it. I think this is going to be pretty difficult though, since I'm watching Yes, Man at the same time. Ahhh, so cute...

ANYWAY, to tell the truth... I've never thought about my dreams, but if your dream is what you really want in life, I want to be happy. And when I think of myself being happy, I think of having no worries, no stress, just living a carefree and spontaneous life. When I think of happy, I think of traveling to every corner of the earth, with people I love and that love me. I want to be able to smile and laugh at everything, and I want my life to be only made up of those spectacular happy-ending movie moments. Back to the prompt, what kind of things in this world prevent me from chasing that dream? That's simple - reality.

Cause angel, I love you.

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
I think I've expressed enough thoughts into my private blog.
So none for here.
Except for the prompt, which I shall do after I publish this.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Blog Prompt #1

“What is your favorite color, and why do you think it is your favorite?”

I've decided to attempt to cure my blogger's block by using prompts from now on. I'll probably be using either: a) mindbump OR b) plinky. If I decided to use a different blog prompter, I'll mention it. This one is from mindbump.

Ever since Celene asked me about what my favorite color was, I started wondering why it's blue, green, and white mixed into light aqua. I grew up around nature, camping and taking walks and learning about how beautiful our world really is. Yes, I like to be realistic and don't like to "run away from [my] problems", but I do consider myself a dreamer at the same time and would love to escape from the countless problems life keeps handing me from time to time. When I think of my favorite place to be, I think of a flat meadow, with flowers that only bloom in the marrow of springtime, in the middle of some mountainous forest, surrounded by towering pine trees. I used to see these types of meadows, when I'd be camping or taking a road trip with my aunt to see national forests. I'd be looking out the window indifferently, eyes weary from the view of trees and trees and trees, when we would drive by a small clearing, where the sun would shine on and the where the trees would make way for the grass. I ALWAYS wanted to just stop the car, race out to the meadow, and just prance around with the wind blowing through my hair, and the violet and red and yellow of the flowers dancing along with me. I always imagine this being the place where a mother bear would be with her two cubs playing with each other. Anyway... as I'd pass by a meadow like that, I would just stare at how gorgeous the abundant green shade of the grass was, and look up to see how beautiful the light blue sky is, dotted by cirrus clouds of white. Blue, green, and white remind me of how magnificent this earth is, with those majestic mountains where you can look the world in eye. I cry every time I recall images from camping trips, remembering how simply BEAUTIFUL it is to be out in the wild. I wouldn't mind living in a world where only shades of BGW existed.

Tell me this isn't beautiful.

And let's face it, who isn't less fortunate than I?

Hahaha, I love Kristin Chenoweth (and Idina Menzel). I wish they could do some "last-time" Wicked tour like Adam Pascal did for Rent just last month.

Okay, so yesterday Dill Pickle and I went to Tofu House with his mama. Hahaha, and he was so ASLDKFJSDLFK at first about his mom insisting that she ate with us. It wasn't THAT bad. Actually, it wasn't bad at all. Then again, I'm pretty sure I'd be embarrassed if my dad came along in a situation like that and started saying personal stuff about me as well. I like how Dill Pickle would go "SHHSHSHH, DON'T SAY IT" and put his hand in front of his mother's face. HAHAHA, and we watched some overly dramatic Korean drama on the TV. So then, she dropped us off at the movies at around 6:50ish and we bought our tickets, WHICH I PAID FOR (HAH! But he made me take his twenty later... so I guess it doesn't count). And we watched the Hannah Montana movie. It was sooo funny, but some people were annoying with their excessive commentary. You know, Dill Pickle's laugh is extremely adorable. :] Mmm, so then we went to Coldstone, and he made fun of me cause I tried to open a door that was locked. .______. Butbut, I laughed at him at Tofu House when he spilled water on his jeans, so we're even. OHHH, and he dropped ice cream on the rim of the fountain where we were sitting later and was about to eat the top part that didn't touch, when I smacked him on the head. I'm sorry. <3 And then we went home.

I liked yesterday. (:

My uncle is really pushing me to start taking DE and wants to teach me how to drive SOON. It's driving me crazy (HAH, GET IT... "DRIVING" ME CRAZY... Get itttt? Okay, I'm lame. ._.) and I don't know if I should let him pay $200 for classes online or whatever. I've actually been studying the Driver Handbook... Haha.

Okay, hibyeiloveyou. Toodles, give your poodles oodles of noodles.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

These words are my own from my heart flow - I love you I love you I love you I love you.

I haven't listened to that song in years. o_o;

Today was interesting. Red Robin w/Renee, Monica, and Hannah for lunch. Picked up by Stephen and off to his house to work on Spanish project. Ahem. Home. Dillon = ♥.

I'm not special, compared to others. I'm an average fifteen year-old girl with average looks and average interests. I'm not special. Don't forget, I was the one thrown out the window and shattered into a million pieces, and it happened THRICE at that! So why am I the one hurting YOU? I'm sorry I'm hurting you, I'm sorry I can't go back, I'm sorry I found someone that makes me happy. I'm sorry I'm moving on and learning to love again. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. I don't know why you hate me for that. Don't think that's all I have to say, because this is just a little piece of my mind, trying to let you know that I DO care, just not in the way I used to. I don't like seeing you, or anyone for that matter, hurt because of me.

And at thatttt, goodnight everyone.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

I fell in love, in love with you suddenly.

Now there's no place else I could be, but here in your arms.

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Forever <3
So today Bryce and I went to the movies to watch Fast & Furious, and dangggg, it was ten times better than the other movies.

So right after typing all that stuff above this line, I went to Panera. I've realized I've eaten out since Monday. Sushi, pho, Panera, tomorrow Red Robin, and Friday Tofu House. And Sunday Yogurtland. Oh wow. Fatty...

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

"Come down now" but we'll say...

So it ended up just being me, Casey, and Tiffany at Therese's house, and we played cards and ate potstickers while we waited for Rafal. Then we decided to walk to Northgate for food, so we J walked across Sunset, and right outside Northgatel, Hamid was like "J walking is bad, guys" and we didn't even recognize him until later. HAHAHA, so then we walked in and bought Arizona and Mexican candy. Then Rafal drove us to pho and I had it for the first time. I seriously thought it would be better than it really was, cause everyone always told me how great it is. Haha. Thennn, we dropped off Tiffany and went back to Therese's house. Then I walked Casey to the gate and went home. Woot. It was kind of a chill, laid-back kind of night, instead of the woo party type.

I find it ironic how songs that I listen to for a whole day start popping up in various instances in my life. In this case, Such Great Heights. I was singing this all day yesterday. Gaw, I love her voice...

Just the thought gives me the creeps.

Oh, how I love Forrest Kline.

So yesterday Hannah Banana and I went to Dono Sushi 2 and we got these giant lunch boxes. They're ajdfsldkfjsfldkj delicious. Hannah thinks I'm weird that I like biting lemons and how I don't even make a sour face. So then we went to the mall and went window shopping, and I was oh, so tempted to buy fake eyelashes. Must. Not. Give. In. To. Hannah! Hah, then Forever 21, Boba Loca, and home. My sandals were KILLING me. When I got home, Dillon got me playing Maplestory again. Aiyaaaah, I bet Julia's going to go "oh my gosh" when she reads this blog. Hahah, and I got Tiffany to play too. Everyone switch to Bera! And that was my day. Wonderful, yes I know.

No words. Tonight, Tiffany Chao is having a bonfire-ish thing at Sunset Collections, and yeah. Fun fun. :]

Sunday, April 5, 2009

We lost ourselves in the bright lights.

Hi.

Dillon's letters make me really happy.


















That's all.

Bye.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

No, he can't read my poker face.

Hmmm, people always say how Lady Gaga's music videos make her obviously a slut, but I find her ODDLY iconic of powerful women. Everyone's like "whoa, what a slut, she's always dressing half naked and making out in music videos", and for some reason, when I watched them, I just really saw her more like a feminist trying to make a bold statement about herself. People hate cause she's "weird" too, but she's just super original. Her voice reminds me of Christina Aguilera's, but her style is a million times more unique. I love how she's mega glamorous and makes her own style statements, like shoulder pads, unique eye/face make up (like her zipper in the American Idol performance and that one blue thunderbolt in some music video), and one piece suits. Oh, and I find it ironic how she went to a Catholic school as a kid and she came out all provocative. Mmm, I really like her.

So today I woke up at around 8, did normal morning stuff, and went back to sleep cause I was tired. Then Dillon started texting me, and I'd wake up and go back to sleep every time I got a text and replied. Then I got up when my dad came home and watched the millions of recorded TV shows from the past two weeks that I've been too busy to watch. Thennn, I went on the computer. ._. Mmm, how boring.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Leave a note, for you my only one.

Slept at 3:50, woke up at 6, went to school, took test (not THAT bad), nutrition, funny classes, lunch, lost spirit game (musical chairs, UGHHHHHHHHHH MAN, BAD TIMING), same old same old funny classes, after school, friends being really weird playing zombies (...), Panera with Dillon, Petco with Dillon, grocery shopping with dad, Dillon grounded, me sad, computer.

Run-down vehicle in need of a new battery. Goodnight!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

We take sour sips from life's lush lips.

The continuous tap, tap, tapping of these battered keys only emphasize the level of monotony I've had to undergo today. Limbs weary, and eyes inky - surrounded by purple shadows. Heavy eyelids contrasting the flutter of black eyelashes, as they struggle to keep open. Fingers sluggish, dragging across the keyboard and pausing after every couple of words. Blood pulsating through every part of my aching body.

And I can go on and on.