January 2011
36 posts
I hate walking around my room and stepping in wet...
lights, camera, action
Every time I mention a boy, my family turns into a bunch of douche bags. Last night I went on my first official date with Jason. My family insisted that he come in and meet them. I don’t know if this is normal since I don’t go on many dates but all I know is that I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. With my dad making horrid awkward jokes, my mother repeating the phrase,...
This is Clearly a Crisis
my parents punished my brother by taking away his xbox controller.
He wants it back but they can’t remember where they hid it. So of course all hell breaks loose because to my brother, losing his xbox controller is the equivalent of loosing your right arm.
i’m sitting here laughing at the absolute hilarity of the situation.
Nothing Important
I got this from Kacie and it was so long I just deleted the ones that didn’t apply:
I am a girl. I tan easily. I wish my hair was a different color. I am self-conscious about my appearance. I’ve been told I’m attractive by a complete stranger. I have freckles. I’ve sworn at my parents. I want to have kids someday. I’m in school. I’ve fallen asleep at work/school. I almost...
A Day in the Life
Tom encouraged me to make a post about my day and whatnot because apparently I’m slackin.
the problem is that my day wasn’t that interesting. So I’ll just talk about random shit that pops into my head until I get bored.
first random thought: Jason. He’s cool. I like him. I think he likes me, which is a plus.
I have to pee sooo bad right now but I’m too busy doing...
and all that jazz
soooo….
I’m going to try out for Chicago.
I think.
Maybe.
But probably….I hope.
the prospect of having my singing (which isn’t very good) judged is terrifying. I’m not too nervous to read the monologue, and I’m not worried about the dancing, but singing scares me. But I want to do this so bad. I feel like I have nothing at this school. yeah, I’m a...
Leaves are falling down On the beautiful ground I heard a story from the man in red He said the leaves are falling down Such a beautiful sound Son, I think you better go ahead But you always hold your head up high Cause it’s a long, long, long way down This town was meant for passing through But it ain’t nothing new Now go and show them That the world stayed round But...
STANZA NINE
Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
though its answer little meaning-little relevancy bore
For we cannot help believing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing, bird above his chamber door
Bird or beast, upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door
With such a name as, “Nevermore”
I have to memorize this gem for Smith’s...
That Just Happened
so the plow guy (who is reasonably attractive) just watch me climb through a window.
like a pro.
CLICK ON THIS AND SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR LIFE AND... →
Things That I Love/Hate
I love driving in the car and staring intently at the people in the car next to me.They always look really uncomfortable
I hate getting a song stuck in my head when I can’t remember, the lyrics, the tune, or even the name of it.
I love watching people sing along with the radio
I hate waiting for things to come out of the microwave/waiting for the oven to preheat. I WANT MY FOOD DAMMIT
I...
TANGLED
I have a perpetual and unconditional knot in my hair.
no matter what I do to it, it keeps coming back.
next course of action: scissors or a bag of bricks;
one of them is bound to work
snow, what now?
I am supercalifragilisticexpialidociously happy that today is a snowday. however, instead of spending it watching movies and drinking coca, or sledding with lindsey, I am writing this fucking paper for ms. smith.
I could just die.
Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy,...
I obviously haven’t done this in a while and I skipped over the boring ones. why? because I can.
Don’t yell at me tom
Happy:5 years time-noah and the whale
Sad:falling down-muse
Bored:superstar-sonic youth
Hyped: sweet child o’mine-guns n’ roses
Mad:Sheena is a parasite- the horrors
MATH LAB
I’m sitting in the math lab with sarah and mr. boucher…who rocks.
mr. boucher, not sarah
just kidding, sarah rocks too…
but not as much as this guy
...and a happy new year?
Every new year I always wish for it to be better than the last. From what I can tell, each year has been a slight improvement. However, last night was shit. I spent all day in Maine with some good friends and we started driving back home at almost 10 in the evening. At around midnight, our car broke down and luckily we could pull over into a parking lot. We were still almost 2 hours away from home...