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[February 02, 2008 @ 2:42pm] |
So things are good. I guess. Whatever. I totally fucked up in Chemistry second quarter but I still passed, so maybe that's okay. I passed Algebra II, though, which is an even bigger relief. I'm in Pre-Calc now and can't stop falling asleep. Seriously. I fell asleep in class all three days of last week. I told Ryan to hit me every time that happens, but all he does is carefully poke me in the head, which is good, but possibly not shocking enough. AP Psych first period is going to be kind of shitty, just because I'm kind of late a lot... (it'd be much better if it were second. I'm virtually never late to second, go figure) and she takes credit away when you're late..fuck.
But yeah. So classes are good, friends are good, my birthday is soon, and formal is sooner. Also, I don't have Cooper anymore, which is excellent.
Aight. Maybe later. We'll see how it goes.
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[November 19, 2007 @ 11:17am] |
http://www.brandonbirtd.com/halloween_treat.html
It made my day, I'm pretty sure it'll make yours.
So, eljay, what's up.
Flight of the Conchords + YouTube = LOVE.
That and the craftster knitting boards.
I'm going downtown today to buy shiny toy guns tickets and I need to shower, so later.
I know this doesn't count as an entry, but I don't have anything to say.
Nothing simple, anyways.
Buuuut I got new glasses yesterday. They're Versace, for some reason. D&G is just not good enough for me.
KBYE
umm, yeah.
Here are some songs I am addicted to
Wine Red - The Hush Sound
Crushcrushcrush - Paramore (yeah shut up)
one of these days I am actually going to finalize my college essay and send off my applications, god i suck so hard
eopi htiofhj ktdfgjo gkhjfufuuuuuck
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[September 18, 2007 @ 7:36pm] |
Oh my god I'm so tired
And I like sleeping with my window open because I sleep better when it's cold in my room BUT I do not like it when I wake up and it's cold. Or when I come back into my room and I'm FREEZING because I always turn the water to cold in the mornings to wake myself up and my window is still open.
And senior year is hard so far! College essays are going to be a bitch, even though Coppock and I came up with some good ideas. I just can't seem to apply myself when it comes to important things, like English class, for instance. errr. Cooper probably hates me. Or just thinks I'm really dumb, which isn't true!! I'm just.. kind of exhausted and stressed out.
I'm leaving group in two weeks, I guess. I don't think I really need it anymore, so this week I'm telling the group I'm leaving and next week I guess there's going to be a send-off. At least, that's how Dr. C. likes to do it. I just want more free time and less time spent bitching, I think. Mostly free time. So I can do more homework. I'm going to need a job after first semester. This is my difficult half of the year. Yoga is the best class ever. It really is. Except I suck really hard at triangles and the warrior positions. So. Bad. Anyways, it's homework / antm time for me.
P.S. Dear White Stripes, BOO.
I know that anxiety is a very real problem, Meg, but what the hell. How long have you been performing for? And only NOW?
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[September 15, 2007 @ 3:18pm] |
Uhhh, sorry it's been so long, I doubt I'll ever really use this EVER again, but you never know I guess.
The allusions packet can suck my non-existent dick, all I want to do is watch Mean Girls and knit something new from the Fall Knitty that I discovered today, just after I'd given up on it coming out this month... it's usually out by the 4th or so, but it was definitely worth the wait.
I'm so excited for October, you have no idea, but I can't tell you whyyyyy because it is the intarwebz
ahahahahha!!!!!!!!!
but yeah, things have been good, i mean other than freaking the hell out about college and all that
and the white stripes canceled, and i still need a ride to street scene, and somehow i am the meanest person in my facebook network according to no mercy.
that's cool, i guess. i only care what my friends think, and i'm nice to them, so fuck everyone else. you can suck my invisible cock too.
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[May 01, 2007 @ 9:52pm] |
I passed my permit test a few hours ago. Yay for the internetz.
And not sucking so much now!
In six months I will be able to drive myself around. I'll also be three months away from being 18.
The future is weird.
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[April 14, 2007 @ 2:01pm] |
AHHH.
Analytical popculture essay? WTF? How have I not done this, I had so much free time?!
And also, how DO I do this? I don't even have a freaking topic
Fuck. I wish the earth would just swallow me up right now. Actually I don't, but I wish I could start over somewhere.
Also, my dad went off his medications so a) he's a dickwad, b) he's really annoying, and c) I'm not "allowed" to be sarcastic because it "hurts his feelings". What the hell.
I want school to be over NOW, plzkthnx
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[April 13, 2007 @ 6:29pm] |
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People are so weird about doing stuff that they said they'd never do, forming friendships and overdue relationships with people they've "hated", misunderstood, whatever, in the past. It's quite strange. Whatevz. I might be going to Australia this summer, New Jersey, Carisa might be visiting, things are looking up I suppose. I do have one beast of an essay to accomplish by Monday morning, though. Definitely not looking forward to that. At all.
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[April 11, 2007 @ 10:10am] |
So it's the seventh-year anniversary of my best friend's death.
I don't know quite how I feel about that.
For a few years after her death, I'd cry most times that I thought about her, so I was a pretty weepy ten-13 year-old.
But in recent years, I don't know, thinking about her is different. I'm still sad that she's gone and that we didn't get to spend as much time together as normal best friends would from the time that they're four to 12, but I'm glad that we had the time that we did.
And in a lot of ways, this experience has shaped me - good and bad. It's hard for me to make friends and let go, but the good ways are more significant, I think: I know everything will end eventually, so I try to live in the moment and not take things for granted.
I love you, Gina. Rest in peace, lovey.
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[March 29, 2007 @ 9:10pm] |
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[March 19, 2007 @ 8:47pm] |
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MY LIFE IS WEIRD!
I'm knitting myself a sweater-hoody-thingy.
I should be reading Emerson right now.
End.
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[March 03, 2007 @ 10:54pm] |
Today was a good day, I think.
Sam is wonderful.
I'm bleeding, though - my nose (I never get nosebleeds..?) and my thumb. Only the thumb is my fault! I think I tore some skin/nail out too roughly. Eh, whatever, that shit grows back.
My aunt and cousin and uncle are coming on the 15th.
Sweet potato fries are delicious.
I'm trying to find a balance between being overly nice, overly indifferent, and overly bitchy. Overly is the same as 'lovely', just jumbled a little bit.
My parents hate Tyra Banks so much. SO MUCH.
That was relevant.
<3
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[March 02, 2007 @ 7:51pm] |
I talked to a cute boy today for about 45 seconds and then he said hi to me laterrrrrrrr.
My mom taped The Sarah Silverman Program last night and I watched it after school. I wasn't all that impressed, to be honest. I don't know. I'm in a weird mood, I guess.
I want to hang out with people but it's 8pm? People are already busy by now, so fuck that I guess.
I'll just go knit some more.
I'm knitting a new cable-y bag. It's going to be rad if I actually follow through with it.
I wish I was more readily accepted as a person in school. I'm sick of everyone being all like "Whatever" and being total beezies but then they see me knitting and it's like OMG U LIEK R00L WILL YOU MAKE ME SOMETHING and it's just like... No, fuck off. I don't know. I kind of wish I could start high school over. I'd make some changes in how I treated people for sure, but more so the people that I've never really talked to than the people that I don't talk to now by choice.
Oh, and I'm pretty sure my English teacher hates me.
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[February 28, 2007 @ 4:26pm] |
So many things could have gone wrong today but nothing major did.
Fucking rad, seriously.
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[February 23, 2007 @ 4:56pm] |
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Gaahhhh Comedy Sportz + dinner with Megan and Mitchell and Nigel in (pretty?) Oceanside! Tonz of funz!
I talked to a boy today without falling on my face.
I'm proud of me, I don't care if you are. I'M MAKINGZ TEH BIG IMPROVEMENTZ IN MAI SOCIAL LYFE. Stfu.
Yeah anyways, happy Friday, more later (probably tomorrow).
Farewell!
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[February 19, 2007 @ 1:21pm] |
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I have so much fucking homework to do.
I guess probably I should get off my ass, stop whining about it ON THE INTERNET, and just do it (fuck you, Nike), but still.
My fanfiction is almost over. I'll do it after.
KBYE!
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[February 12, 2007 @ 6:18pm] |
P.S. I'm sorry that I'm kind of a bad LJ friend. Commenting on journal entries makes me feel weird. Shun me or whatever.
<3
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[February 12, 2007 @ 6:05pm] |
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I went to the orthodontist today and they tightened my braces 'n' shit. I can actually feel it this time, which is good, because the last couple of times I've been in they've just been all "Are you sure you're okay? We tightened them a LOT!!". I've got two appointments in April, the 5th and the 11th. They gave me some M&M's today because they realized my birthday was soon. It's weird to think that about the fact that I'm only a year away from being 18. ('Sup piercings?!)
My fingernails are officially grown out. I'm really happy about it.
My next goal? Get my skin to clear up. That'd be nice.
I have to write a descriptive essay for English tonight, I hope it comes out okay.
Err.
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[February 11, 2007 @ 12:30am] |
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I want to go home :(
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[February 10, 2007 @ 2:54pm] |
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So today I woke up to Jenna and Kelby talking to each other in Dayna's living room aaand eventually joined in on the conversation, freaking both of them out, haha.
They left a little while later (I guess around 9am). Kelby offered me a ride but I declined because the last time I talked to him he was like "Bitch u r being so immature, i bet u smoke crack" and I was just like, yep, me telling you not to call people fags equals me on crack. Mhmm, completely plausible. So I went back to sleep for about two hours, then woke up around 11 and called my parents.
Mom: I'M MAKING PANCAAAAKES.
Me: Um, cool. Can you come get me?
Mom: ...Yes.
Me: Mmkay. Bye.
So my dad came and I went and said thank you and goodbye to Dayna's mom and went into Dayna's room to bid farewell to Sam and Dayna herself.
Me: *pokes Dayna, who shows no signs of being at all awake* Crap.
Me: ...HEY YOU GUYS!!!
Them: AH!
Me: Um I'm leaving, byeeee
Dayna: Okay..bye.
Sam: Bye babypoo.
Me: 'K bye. (Leaves)
My dad and I went down to Chuao in the Lumberyard to buy my mom chocolate for her birthday which is tomorrow. I picked up an application and got some hot chocolate :)
Thennnn I actually went home, checked MySpace, StumbleUpon, and GMail, and went driving with my dad in the parking lot of a nearby Mormon church for two hours.
After that we tried to go to LCC's parking lot but there were a lot of sk8azzzz and speedbumps and the parking lots were gated off and I saw a dead snake so we bailed.
No, really.
Dad: BAILBAILBAIL!
Me: 0.o
Dad: What? I know what the kidz are saying these dayz!
Me: COOL, DAD.
Dad: Yeeeuh.
Jeez, long entry. Anyone wanna chillax?
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