Blink 182 with Dad: not such a great idea

Yay, let's listen to the American Idol women stink up the stage.
Agh, duress, duress, sooo much duress! Not even sure why, but I'm pretty darn irritable.
Well, more so than usual.
I think I need to eat more.
It just so happens we're covering Stress in Health class. What a concept!
I scored 456 on the Stressed Out quiz (seeing as it had you list events from the past year), and Mrs. Lutz wanted to know why.
Well, I don't know, I get home at 4:30 every day after 2 hours of brutal practice where a cop made me pull myself across the gym floor, but before that, I'm bored out of my mind in several classes and have no idea what to do in the others.
I want to buy some Lucky Charms.
Going to NYU. Going to NYU, and no one can stop me.
But they don't exactly have financial aid.
Heh. I threatened to become a music major and my dad tried to be supportive. Lol.
Ouch, cheese.
Hate rubber bands.
Pizza's not bad.
Read a depressing book about suicide, sexual abuse, and cats. Why, Aimee, why?
I think I'm going to kill all my current Princess Diaries families and make new ones. Because I'm a little disatisfied with my current ones. And I want Perin to look more androgynous.
Pueblo: A Spanish word for a village or town
I'm thinking about getting one of Amby's SAT books. Only I don't want mine to be about vampires.

Lauren, do me a favor...

AAAAAAAGH! If you saw that in your e-mail, would you freak out? BECAUSE I DID!!! Totally did not use an elipses correctly.
Oh, it turns out it's an e-mail from Tyler. But HOLY CRAP! I was like, "Wth, what kind of favor? AND WHO ARE YOU?" Sorry, but free money just doesn't fly in my family. Because...because.
I like your hair, tho, Tyler. You look very Gerard Way.
Who else has noticed I have a tendency to overreact?
Don't be afraid to raise those hands. My reaction will not be violent.
It's just that even if I find something that I'm allowed to be mad about, I always misjudge the situation and end up being wrong. AARGH! *hits head on desk* *Bam! Bam! Bam!* Humble pie, humble pie.... So I apologize to everybody because I am dumb. Too much drama for me, mama.
Aaaah, I did not just say it.
I think TV has reached a happy medium. Here we have the incredibly crappy shows ("Cavemen", "Private Practice", etc.), and then we have some perfectly enjoyable television, mainly "Beauty and the Geek" and "Pushing Daisies".
I didn't talk about it last week, but JOSH AND HOLLIE!!!!! Aaargh, they should NOT have been voted out.
I'm glad Will and Rebecca got kicked out, tho. Rebecca was annoying. BUT I MISS JOSH!!!
Joshua and Shay make me laugh. And Luke is pretty funny. But he looks just like my band teacher???? I don't know. He acts sort of like him, too. I wonder if they are semi-related.
"Pushing Daisies" is nothing less than amazing. It's funny, creative, and suspenseful. The monkeys were pure genius.
"What's this?"
"It's for steering emergencies," he lied.
"Great. That's just what I thought," she lied.
And then they hold hands. Awwwww....
Just want to apologize again. To everyone I know. Because the whole thing was riduckulous.

Shake it, break it, fake it, take it...yeah

Mothers should not be allowed to go underwear shopping.
All that stuff they tell you when you first start puberty that your mother has gone through this before and she can help you fully reach your womanly potential, and she will ease the pain, bla bla bla, is such a lie.
Because when you buy bras and such, she shows NO SHAME. I mean, it's not like bra shopping hasn't gotten easier from the time you were, what, 11? to the time you are...not 11, but you it's not easy to look people in the face while you are discussing sports bra vs. demi cup with your MOTHER, of all people.
I'd personally rather go shopping with one of the Victoria's Secret Angels, because they know a lot about this type of thing, and they're so hot that people walking by wouldn't be paying any attention to anything they said.
They're busy staring at their unmentionables, if you know what I'm saying... ;)
So besides that little shameworthy detail, we went to Walmart and bought school supplies and necessary articles of clothing, including things with Carebears on them (tee hee :D), black pants (my first pair of non-denim pants in like...2 years), and a shirt that says, "I'm not a model, I just look like one."
Surprisingly, I found that in the guy's section.
I'm going to write a letter to the president and have him ban changing rooms. I was all feeling good about my body until I had to change into some really hideous jeans. I hate my legs. And I have pretty much the smallest boobs in existence. Which makes for a fun filled shopping trip for anybody. YAY! So I had to jump up and down three times whilst hugging myself chanting, "My body, myself. I love my body, therefore I love myself!" And it worked! Not.
I didn't actually jump up and down and chant.
And I hate it when Brio feels like telling me, "If you hate your body, chant, 'I am the daughter of the King,' over and over and you'll feel beautiful!" Wouldn't that just make you mad at God? For giving you a bad body, I mean? Or what you think is a bad body? Doesn't sound too positive to me.
Awww, underwear with little guitars and skulls on it! Rats, it's a thong!
So I just played "Guitar Hero" with William the whole time.
Does anyone else hate it when their parents leave them randomly alone in the mall/store? Because if it was one of those mall stores that are like 5 feet by 5 feet, that would be okay, but my mom will randomly leave me alone in Target and then get all offended when I get mad because I can't find her. Raaah. And people glare at me as I storm through the store trying to find her. Yeah, read this body language, jerk.
And I guess part of it is she's assuming that I will stay doing the same thing for 1+ hours. If it was "Guitar Hero", of course, but she said something like, "After this we're leaving," and then leaves and when I find her she's like, "Why are you all upset, we're busy shopping for school supplies." WTH?
I don't know why I'm rambling on and on about trivial things like underwear shopping and Guitar Hero and Walmart and lack of communication skills. I'm thinking it's hormones. That is most unfortunate. Must have some more chocolate.

Mr. Magoriums Magic Emporium

I just discovered I'm a really horrible person.
Blah.
So basically I don't deserve to live. But neither does Elijah Woods.
I tried to Avada Kedavra myself, but I forgot that I don't have a wand anymore.
So there goes that.





I wonder if anyone actually believes I'm going to commit suicide.
Because, hello, I've voiced my opinions on the stupidity of suicide A LOT in the past two years.
And anyone who is suicidal, I feel bad but it also really p***es me off because there was one time when I thought someone I really cared about was going to kill themself so I tried to call them and stop them and I cried for like a day and it turns out it was about something really stupid and I didn't think they deserved to live.
See, there I go again. More of my horribleness.
I wonder if I would be coming to this conclusion under different circumstances. Hm. Maybe I should review at another part of the month...
Like in...a week.
Nah.
Not only am I horrible, but I'm so out of the loop.
So emo.
I should go read some Louise Rennison to cheer me up.
*GASP* CHANGING PROFILE YAY!

It's rather pleasant in a painful, burning sort of way.

Ouch. We used this "Atomic Balm" stuff today in track for time trials today. I did quite badly. And Brianna wants me to be a distance runner. Pah. I need to get my spikes all screwed in so I can use em tomorrow. CAN'T WAIT. But the balm BURNS. I put a lot on the FRONT of my legs and it's STILL burning. Not the BACK of my left leg, where I pulled a MUSCLE, but just the FRONTS. Actually, it feels kind of good, cuz it's all toasty and stuff and pleasant...ish.
Yeah, but on my time trial I started out GOOD I was going I was going and NOTHING WAS GOING TO STOP ME. But then I got passed by Chelsea and Sarah. And I was like, noooooo sweat, I can follow them to the end. Only 400 m is a LONG way to run. Like Larry said, "The sprinter's mile". Waaaah.
so I ended up with a 1:35.
Seriously, my time was EXACTLY 1:35.
I wish I were like Balto. We're both outcasts, but I'm not amazingly fast like he is. And anyway, even if I were, someone else would probably bite me so all the coaches mistakenly thought I was WILD.
Math WASL = SO EASY. ESPECIALLY with tools. I still don't know why all the teachers are spazzing out about this one.
I love this song. I hated the movie.
"I Won't Say (I'm In Love)" from "Hercules".
Meg pronounces things weird tho.
UNLESS YOU'RE DYING TO CRY YOUR HEART OUT.
I'm horrible at shotput. I'm basically bad at all Olympic events. EVen ping pong. At least ping pong with doubles. No, that applies to regular ping pong too. It appears my future career will not be in the athletic field.
HAHAHA! ATHLETIC! FIELD!
That was dumb.
Is there even an athletic field?
I was thinking more arts/entertainment field.
Ow, less pleasant, more painful. Ow ow ow.
Kenny and I have to make some powerpoint for social studies about the 1824 and 1828 elections, in which Andrew Jackson got his butt kicked only to kick butt four years later.
Chris and Paul are dumb.
I was thinking about what each presidential canditate would be if they were STar Wars characters, and I got as far as John McCain.
Mace Windu (Barak Obama; not just cuz he's black; maybe he should be Palpatine; they were both charismatic...hm...): I will restore peace to this world...and justice...and peace...and peace...
Queen Amidala (Hillary Clinton): I will cure national debt by spending our entire budget on my extensive wardrobe and hair accessories.
Jar Jar Binks (John McCain): Dellow felegates! *is booed off stage*
Looking back on this, a career as a comedian is also out of my reach.
Which only leaves writer.
WOOHOO!!!!!
I wrote SO MUCH last night of my fanfic. Well, not so much. Mom made me get off. But I think I'm moving it too fast, so I have to add on to the beginning before I move on.
That's stupid. This is stupid. "Never give up on someone you can't go one day without thinking about." Sure.
They say I'm such a cynic about love. No. I just think these avatars are retarded.

AMY LEE AND MURTAGH

I LOVE AMY LEE AND MURTAGH! Well, not like that...except for Murtagh.
Murtagh: *shooting people sexily* I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE QUICKLY!
Eragon: Uh, sure.
Cameramen: *leave with him*
Me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I WANT MURTAGH!
Basketball was cool today. I had an adrenaline rush third quarter. That is my best quarter. It was also the only quarter I played, and even then not for that long, but I respect coach and I was glad she didn't put me in for longer, because I only played 2 minutes and I was so TIRED after stabbing the other players with my bony elbows. Sucka...
I hate History Day. I hate it SO MUCH. The theme was "Triumph and Tragedy", so I assumed doing something on BALTO would be an easy topic. NOT. I guess it's my fault, it's due tomorrow and I saved it all for the last day, but still, I got a BUNCH of pictures and information, but they're in black and white because the CPU TEACHER wOULDN'T FREAKING PRINT THEM FOR ME WHEN I ASKED HER TO, SO I DIDN'T WAIT FOR HER CUZ SHE'S STUPID, and the toner was bad, so they SUCK, and I ran out of R's so it says "The Serum Un". What the heck is an UN????????? And I had to write my process paper and I can't find the stupid thirty pages of my bibliography. DANG IT. and this is all due TOMORROW.
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh boy.
But I'm almost done...Kind of.
I have everything typed up and stuff...
I just need to put it on my board.
Come on, print, print, print...
The board looks cool, though, it's white, with light blue letters. Aaaaaand that's all I have on it.
Dang, there was too much paper. I hate this thing, it's like 80 years old.
Man, I have to do this all right now but I LIKE sitting here and being a menace to society. And I don't want to watch STUPID american idol because it's so LAME and "Grease: You're the One That I Want" is better.
Why is Max so adorable? WHY? He's incredibly HOT for a geeky looking slacker. He better win. Then I would pay MY OWN money and NOT mooch off my mother to go see him perform...in tight pants.
Ew...I just fantasized about someone in tight pants.
HOW WRONG!!!!!!!!!!!
Yet a total turnon?