Touching from a distance, further all the time

It's out of control.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Chances throoooown! Nothing's freeeeeeee!

Longing fooooooor what used to beeeeeeee!

Ahh, I love that song. Makes me think of better days. And Cheesy. The person, not the describing word. I forgot the actual word for 'describing word' so yeah.... MOO COW.

Duuuuuude, Fenix TX is doing the Drive-Thru Invasion tour! They better come here. And they better not be at some shit venue or at some big festival that I can't go to (cough cough, inreverentfearhiddeninplainviewtheacademynewyorkdollselviscostello, cough cough). Seriously man, fucking Fenix TX.

Oh my god Motivation Proclamation just came on.
::sings::
Motivate meeeeee! I wanna get myself out of this bed....

Yeah anyways, fucking school starts tomorrow. What the fuck is that. Ugh. And I've only found two people I know that have classes with me. It's shittay. And I'm pretty sure I'm going to try to get my mother to let me transfer to Lindbergh before next semester. I really really really don't want to have to do Theatre Arts. I'd just end up passing out onstage every day. Sad but true. This is why I can never grow up to do the things I'm interested in.

::screams:: TKO is on now! Yes!

I love the shuffle button.

Holy shite it is frucking hot in herre!

Sunday, August 28, 2005

Oh man.

Those damned shots I got on Wednesday made me sick. God, it sucked major ass. But I finally got some sleep. : ]

Anyways, yeah, I was left alone for a few hours again today so of course some weird shit happened at my house. Something was outside and scared my cat. Then something was inside and scared my cat (and me). Then I heard things, saw things, felt things. Let me tell you, if you have no connection to the supernatura/spirit world/whatever you may call it, be thankful. it's kind of overrated. So I basically spent a good deal of the night being freaked out. Especially when it came time to see things. Not even my HAPPY FUN! playlist could help me out. I think that's mainly because I always have it on shuffle but it always plays the same fucking songs. Argh. Seriously, you can only handle the same shit for a certain amount of time. AHHHH! Motherfucking My Chemical Romance just came on. Jeebus Christ, whenever I put my media player on shuffle it always plays like eight My Chemical Romance songs in a row. And it does that with no one else. Okay anyways, I put it on Blue Sky Mile (!) now. Ahh, all is well. Damn them for breaking my heart though!

::le sigh::

Okay well my back is hurting now and I should probably start getting back to all my messages, so yeah.

We're not sick yet, we're not gonna drag this out...

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

All alone, in your pajamas...

Writing letters to your grandma...


Whoooo! Nerf Herder fucking owns your pansy ass! Don't try to deny it! ...And they love me. Really. They told me. And they stole my pen. It was like a wet dream come true. Oh yeah, and the shirt I got is too big and I tried to shrink it but it's still pretty big. It's an adult medium, they were all out of smalls when I got there. Pfft. Eff them. Oh my effing god and then when my mom washed it all of the signatures faded! Which makes no sense since I have even more signatures on my JamisonParker shirt and we've washed it hundreds of times (since I wear it like once a week) and they barely show up any fainter. So yeah. Now I'm deeply saddened. : [

Anyways, I was shot twice by a hepcat named Titus today. A.K.A. I got two shots at the doctor's office for Hepititus. I think it was the A kind. And then I got another one for some other reason. Ahhhh...it was bliss. And then I got my height measured at the wall measurer thing. And I fucking shrunk another inch! So now I'm 5'6". I was 5'8" in seventh grade. And then I shrunk and inch in eighth. And now I shrunk again. My mom thinks it's because I'm a vegan and I have bone loss. Which is good for a laugh and a half.

La la la...put your hands on my cashmere sweater...don't it make you feel better...la la.

Oh yeah, and orientation was today and I got my schedule/locker assignment. My locker is number 35 in case you're wondering (which you're probably not), and it's a damned bottom one. Everyone knows I'm a top! Ahahaha. Yeah, um, anyways, here's my schmedule:

**First semester:
per. 1: CWI - Wiskow
per. 2: Biology - West
per. 3: English - Gorey
per. 4: Geometry - Akiyama
per. 5: Draw/Paint/Design - Thies
per. 6: Weight Training -Jamison (Hmm...now I just need a teacher named Parker)
**Second semester:
per. 5: Theatre Arts - I think it's Grajewski, ugh
per. 6: Photo II - Tibeau

Yeah...about the Theatre Arts thing...anyone who knows me or has seen me do any public speaking knows that that's not the class I'd take. Jessica and I just put it as our last alternative because it was the only one left that added up to two credits. GOD. I'm going to die in that class. Hopefully I'll be gone by then. And so far I only know two people that have classes with me (Lizzie second period and Phillip in sixth). So yeah...something tells me this year is going to suck too.

Boo boo ba boo. I meant to say something else but now I forgot. And this is getting somewhat long anyways so I'll stop.


P.S. - I MISS EMILY!

P.P.S. - You got the GPA but where is the dirty love?

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

So basically

This is one of my most favourite songs right now. I've been singing it all day and have had it on repeat for the past few minutes. It's just grand. If you've heard it and know the words too, I applaud you. If not, go listen to it, and everything else by the band. Oh yeah, and the band...guess what band it is.


Don't look at me now
She said with eyes that I can hardly take
'Cause I'm stuck with a smile that doesnt fit me anymore
She said
Who wants a life that's filled with semesters
And useless knowledge and wasted credits
You can stay here tonight or maybe forever
And no one has to know
'Cause I won't let you go

And I can't wait to write you a letter for everyday that I can't bear
You can fill these moments with words like forever
But you gotta swear
Don't forget to remember me

She said with a smile
That screams of tears and not another word
Gonna spend my nights either sleepless or
Dreaming about you
She said
Who wants a life of lost adolescense
That's filled with regrets and anti-depressants
I've said it before and you know that I meant it
You're all I want to know
And I wont let that go

And I can't wait to write you a letter for everyday that I can't bear
You can fill these moments with words like forever
But you gotta swear
Don't forget to remember me

Let's just hope that nothing happens
Wait forever not for me
Life-long problems and last kisses;
All you ever gave to me

And I can't wait to write you a letter for everyday that I can't bear
You can fill these moments with words like forever
But you gotta swear
Don't forget to remember me

Monday, August 22, 2005

So yeah.

I made another blog. Just for Mahdio! God now I really want some meatballs. Fake ones of course. Yeah anyways, I don't know what to say.

...

Catch 22 owns your soul.

...

That's about it for now. I'm trying to figure out how to do everything on here. I'm very easily confused. It took me nearly two years to figure out Teen Open Diary. Yeah...I'm going to go try to fix this thing.

P.S. - You're got me stoned, sittin' in my bedroom spinnin', stoooooooooned yeah! (Silverchair owns you too)