I'm trying not to put myself in a bad mood by imagining things that have not yet happened. Sort of like Anakin. Only I'm wearing a shirt.
Let's see. I finally got "Maximum Ride: School's Out --- Forever" from the library. However, I'd put a hold on it in JUNE and it was IN THE SHELVES? Wth???
Argh. I am ballin' at Corrals. No, not helping.
I'm finally going somewhere on my writing project. Sure. But I don't want to write it yet.
It's not working. I'm just really mad and I'm going to express it in a very immature, 14-year-old way.
I don't know what happened, or what exactly is going on, but this is freaking ridiculous. And I'm probably jumping to conclusions, which will lead to a big misunderstanding, and will make my life much more horrible than it already is.
But really? Grow some balls, everybody. Or some backbone.
I'm just mad at the world. And confused. And tired. And I do not want to go to school tomorrow because my teacher thinks I'm in the KKK probably.
Although I just finished my science homework and discovered that I do not suck at math.
That should count for something.
Viva la immature fourteen-year-olds.
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Sunday, September 23, 2007
You're all ridiculous
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Friday, September 14, 2007
I know every step, I know every song
I love Fridays. So much cooler than Thursdays.
I saw Coach Cline at Target yesterday. It was pretty ballin'. Heh. That's funny. But she might teach at my school, which is cool.
"Is he ROMANTICALLY INTO YOU?" Well, doesn't the term "into you" imply romantic intentions?
I had to read "The Most Dangerous Game" for Pre-AP, but it was weird because my dad had brought it up during the summer and so I knew the end, but it was really well written and the part in the forest was way scary. I mean, I knew the end, but seriously, I was like, "Wait, how is he goig to get out of this?????" But he did it. A dog died...and a black guy...and a bunch of other guys...and most possibly Whitney.
Aaaargh, I had "Without Love" and "Run and Tell That" stuck in my head ALL DAY. So I'd just randomly sing snatches of those songs. The same snatch. OVER AND OVER. "Try to make a dollar outta...15 CENTS!!!" "TRACY, I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU, NO MATTER WHAT YOU WEIGH!!!!"
I sang that to Jeff, and he was like, "Who's Tracy?"
It takes two...
I can't wait to watch "Romeo and Juliet" in spring. Romeo looks like Zac Efron. Only hotter.
The suicide scene looked cool.
But Romeo has hot friends.
Yeah.
I love Fridays.
Science isn't too bad. Mr. Campbell's a good teacher. No one else thinks so, probably, but I think he's cool. He makes sense, unlike SOME people, who shall go unnamed. I miss Mr. Griffith.
"Don't be a muffin."
Front step, cha cha cha, back step, cha cha cha, side step, front step, back, and turn...
I saw Coach Cline at Target yesterday. It was pretty ballin'. Heh. That's funny. But she might teach at my school, which is cool.
"Is he ROMANTICALLY INTO YOU?" Well, doesn't the term "into you" imply romantic intentions?
I had to read "The Most Dangerous Game" for Pre-AP, but it was weird because my dad had brought it up during the summer and so I knew the end, but it was really well written and the part in the forest was way scary. I mean, I knew the end, but seriously, I was like, "Wait, how is he goig to get out of this?????" But he did it. A dog died...and a black guy...and a bunch of other guys...and most possibly Whitney.
Aaaargh, I had "Without Love" and "Run and Tell That" stuck in my head ALL DAY. So I'd just randomly sing snatches of those songs. The same snatch. OVER AND OVER. "Try to make a dollar outta...15 CENTS!!!" "TRACY, I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU, NO MATTER WHAT YOU WEIGH!!!!"
I sang that to Jeff, and he was like, "Who's Tracy?"
It takes two...
I can't wait to watch "Romeo and Juliet" in spring. Romeo looks like Zac Efron. Only hotter.
The suicide scene looked cool.
But Romeo has hot friends.
Yeah.
I love Fridays.
Science isn't too bad. Mr. Campbell's a good teacher. No one else thinks so, probably, but I think he's cool. He makes sense, unlike SOME people, who shall go unnamed. I miss Mr. Griffith.
"Don't be a muffin."
Front step, cha cha cha, back step, cha cha cha, side step, front step, back, and turn...
Friday, March 30, 2007
CRACK FOR COWS!!!!!
OMG WE WATCHED THE COOLEST MOVIE IN SCIENCE TODAY! It was by some John Stosser guy? Not important. But the WHOLE entire thing was this huge vat of proof on what the Green party isn't telling us and why they're wrong about global warming.
Best. Class. Ever.
And I thought Mr. Anderson was a die-hard Green partyist, but he liked the movie? Wouldn't let me borrow it, though. :(
And the environmentalists protested in front of Starbucks. i mean, there was a preacher for mother earth, and a choir, and people were saying stuff like, "You know the growth hormone? It's like CRACK! CRACK FOR COWS!" Then they raised their signs and shouted, "CRACK FOR COWS! CRACK FOR COWS!" I wanted to dress up as a cow and run around during their protest. it would've been funny.
And these kids were all brainwashed about global warming and this one little boy was like, "If there's a lot of bad floods, we won't be able to breathe, and if we can't breathe, we'll probably go extinct." ??????????? WHAT? It didn't make any sense. DON'T TOUCH THE WATER, YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO BREATHE!!!! hahaha. But isn't extinction of man what they want, since man = bad?
Oh well. It was funny.
CRACK FOR COWS! CRACK FOR COWS!
Lalalalalala.
There's the lame basketball sleepover tonight. >:P I don't really want to go. Maybe because I'm in a bad mood, but I have a few friends on the team, and then there's the people I REALLY don't like, and I just don't know if it would be fun at all.
But Mom bought a $16 chocolate cake, so we're DEFINITEly going to the awards portion.
Excuuuuse me, I don't think so, I don't know what you're trying to tell me, but you just better check yourself. Unh unh, I don't get down like that. Oh know you didn't (yes I did).
I'm listening to KJ-52 for the first time in like 2 years?
he's so carazy good.
Why? Ain't no guy that cute.
SO TRUE.
It was funny, like last week or something, I was coming home from the library with my dad, and we saw a guy walking without a shirt. Well, he was wearing a [leather] jacket, but underneath he was shirtless, and my dad was all, "He's stupid. He's an idiot." But I wasn't complaining because that guy looked like Matt Dillon from "The Outsiders". Back before he turned ugly.
Ooh, y'all better check yourself.
Hehehehe.
My ipod has 300 songs. I've filled a quarter of my ipod up. :(
Ben and Jerry's: Vermonty Python = delicious.
They don't have the growth hormone. It MUST be good.
I love Spring Break.
SPRING BREAK WOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO!
Best. Class. Ever.
And I thought Mr. Anderson was a die-hard Green partyist, but he liked the movie? Wouldn't let me borrow it, though. :(
And the environmentalists protested in front of Starbucks. i mean, there was a preacher for mother earth, and a choir, and people were saying stuff like, "You know the growth hormone? It's like CRACK! CRACK FOR COWS!" Then they raised their signs and shouted, "CRACK FOR COWS! CRACK FOR COWS!" I wanted to dress up as a cow and run around during their protest. it would've been funny.
And these kids were all brainwashed about global warming and this one little boy was like, "If there's a lot of bad floods, we won't be able to breathe, and if we can't breathe, we'll probably go extinct." ??????????? WHAT? It didn't make any sense. DON'T TOUCH THE WATER, YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO BREATHE!!!! hahaha. But isn't extinction of man what they want, since man = bad?
Oh well. It was funny.
CRACK FOR COWS! CRACK FOR COWS!
Lalalalalala.
There's the lame basketball sleepover tonight. >:P I don't really want to go. Maybe because I'm in a bad mood, but I have a few friends on the team, and then there's the people I REALLY don't like, and I just don't know if it would be fun at all.
But Mom bought a $16 chocolate cake, so we're DEFINITEly going to the awards portion.
Excuuuuse me, I don't think so, I don't know what you're trying to tell me, but you just better check yourself. Unh unh, I don't get down like that. Oh know you didn't (yes I did).
I'm listening to KJ-52 for the first time in like 2 years?
he's so carazy good.
Why? Ain't no guy that cute.
SO TRUE.
It was funny, like last week or something, I was coming home from the library with my dad, and we saw a guy walking without a shirt. Well, he was wearing a [leather] jacket, but underneath he was shirtless, and my dad was all, "He's stupid. He's an idiot." But I wasn't complaining because that guy looked like Matt Dillon from "The Outsiders". Back before he turned ugly.
Ooh, y'all better check yourself.
Hehehehe.
My ipod has 300 songs. I've filled a quarter of my ipod up. :(
Ben and Jerry's: Vermonty Python = delicious.
They don't have the growth hormone. It MUST be good.
I love Spring Break.
SPRING BREAK WOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO!
Friday, March 16, 2007
March Madness, madness, basketball, and how life sucks in general
I'm in a weird kind of mood these days. Kind of desensitized. Bored a little. Kinda don't care I guess? My life kind of sounds like an Evanescence song. Or a Linkin Park song. Only without the angsty rap/rock background.
Basketball is finally over, THANK YOU GOD.
I mean, I love it. Coach Cline and Johnson taught me a hecka lot about basketball. And I like that I have more stamina and stuff now.
But with a team captain that blamed everybody else for her mistakes (I'm sure I'm just imagining it, but she did this the most to me) and a girl who had no idea what sarcasm was and bossed you around while she SUCKED out on the floor, it was like, God, please let me go hooooome.
And the 2 hour a day practice didn't help.
We got to go to Mcdonalds for our last away game on Tuesday. Two double cheeseburgers, fries, and a shamrock shake.
It's all gooooood.
I blew my money on a stupid computer game. I thought it was like Zoo Tycoon. It's Mall Tycoon and I've played it before, but this is the poor man's version of Mall Tycoon. Weird, creepy graphics, and stupid challenges that I can't seem to complete.
DANG. I should've gotten Mall of America Tycoon, by a different (probably better) company. Or that Africa game where you create your own ecosystem.
I got a cold yesterday. Aaaagh I feel so bad. Not so much anymore, so I'm pretty much lying.
Tired. And hungry. Dizmas screaming in my ears. I REALLY want a dog.
Dreamed I had a horse named Luke. Also dreamed I was IN the africa ecosystem game.
I swear, I'm pretty sure something is wrong with this year. Because the Zags AND Duke AND Wright lost last night, so I only have like 2 teams to root for during March Madness.
And I didn't get sick...pretty much at all last year.
American Idol's so lame this year. It's already top 12 and I don't even care.
No good shows are on.
I want 2006 back.
I am Peppermint Patty.
Oh, that's just wrong.
"What Gay Childhood Icon Are You?": You are the very gay Peppermint Patty! Softball was the big tipoff here. As well as a "best friend" who loves to call her "sir".
Not right.
Now that I have a life again (cough cough) I will be able to start up my book again. I basically deleted all 30 pages of my rough draft because I didn't like where it was going and the main character was going all whiny and crap. So now I can start afresh.
Soap? Maybe... Probably not... nah.
HOW CAN THEY NOT HAVE BONE AT THE LIBRARY? AAAAH! AAAH! AAAAAAAH!
Basketball is finally over, THANK YOU GOD.
I mean, I love it. Coach Cline and Johnson taught me a hecka lot about basketball. And I like that I have more stamina and stuff now.
But with a team captain that blamed everybody else for her mistakes (I'm sure I'm just imagining it, but she did this the most to me) and a girl who had no idea what sarcasm was and bossed you around while she SUCKED out on the floor, it was like, God, please let me go hooooome.
And the 2 hour a day practice didn't help.
We got to go to Mcdonalds for our last away game on Tuesday. Two double cheeseburgers, fries, and a shamrock shake.
It's all gooooood.
I blew my money on a stupid computer game. I thought it was like Zoo Tycoon. It's Mall Tycoon and I've played it before, but this is the poor man's version of Mall Tycoon. Weird, creepy graphics, and stupid challenges that I can't seem to complete.
DANG. I should've gotten Mall of America Tycoon, by a different (probably better) company. Or that Africa game where you create your own ecosystem.
I got a cold yesterday. Aaaagh I feel so bad. Not so much anymore, so I'm pretty much lying.
Tired. And hungry. Dizmas screaming in my ears. I REALLY want a dog.
Dreamed I had a horse named Luke. Also dreamed I was IN the africa ecosystem game.
I swear, I'm pretty sure something is wrong with this year. Because the Zags AND Duke AND Wright lost last night, so I only have like 2 teams to root for during March Madness.
And I didn't get sick...pretty much at all last year.
American Idol's so lame this year. It's already top 12 and I don't even care.
No good shows are on.
I want 2006 back.
I am Peppermint Patty.
Oh, that's just wrong.
"What Gay Childhood Icon Are You?": You are the very gay Peppermint Patty! Softball was the big tipoff here. As well as a "best friend" who loves to call her "sir".
Not right.
Now that I have a life again (cough cough) I will be able to start up my book again. I basically deleted all 30 pages of my rough draft because I didn't like where it was going and the main character was going all whiny and crap. So now I can start afresh.
Soap? Maybe... Probably not... nah.
HOW CAN THEY NOT HAVE BONE AT THE LIBRARY? AAAAH! AAAH! AAAAAAAH!
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