January 2009
Deaf Ears.
OMFG soooo, my mother is pissing me off. It’s about my phone, but it’s not about texting. She feels that it’s just to be used as a TOOL. A tool with which my family members and only my family members are to reach me. No one else. What kinda bullsh!t is that. Who uses their phone for mere tool-ish endeavors? No one, that’s who, mother.
She doesn’t get it. It’s...
Certain.
I’m pretty sure that the right speaker on my laptop is out.
My phone’s buttons are broken, basically leaving none for survival.
My iPod’s screen broke.
As in they are [or nearly are] dead.
Apple, I have a date with you soon.
Might I be a gadget killer?
=[ Craaaaaaaaaaaaap.
Before then, I’ll need to find a job that will help me pay for all of my expenses.
...
Renewal.
The old semester’s history and the new is on it’s way. You ready, kiddies?
I’m tired of everything right now. I’m just trying to get through this year and get done with it all. Oh, I need to find something that can keep me interested too. Hahaha, why is it that everything’s starting to bore me? My ankle is beginning to feel better.
Andddd, I’ve got about...
Pleasure's mine.
I don’t understand how people can be unbelievably fake.
Ew, get over yourselves.
Ridiculous.
I’m ready for finals to be over.
Adherence.
I’ve found a lot of things that I can get attached to.
I’m letting my vagueness linger, though. No details; not just yet.
Butttttttttttttttttt, okay. WTH. Some kid that I worked with two summers ago comes to me and asks me “Wth are these boyfriend things that you are putting up on AIM!?” and goes into some sort of 21 questions crap. Who does that?
I haven’t...
Hook; Line; Sinker.
Yesterday was pretty stupid. Saturday school is not worth twenty bucks, no matter what anyone says.
Back in the day, I was not all that close with my familia, but if you were to ask me today whether or not we’re close, I’d have to answer “hell yes.” I feel as if we’ve gone through so much lately; my cousins really are a big part of my life nowadays. And I love...
Just for giggles.
Omfg it’s definitely the weekend right before finals. And I don’t know if I’m ready. Physics is kicking my ass, and Calculus keeps getting harder and harder. Yayyy…
S I K E
I hate this; school I mean. I’m tired of this, and Senioritis is really getting to be my little enemy, the devil’s advocate.
And, I’ve found that I have a large fascination for...
Truth.
Most things seem to work themselves out.
Don’t worry.
Don’t fret.
Don’t quit prayin’.
Hope. Risk. Dare.
“Laughter is what makes the allows the heart to melt.”
-Nam <3
Ooh la la, say qua?
Ooh la la, c’est ca.
“Yesterday, I saw you way across town buying roses; that’s something that you never do. When I got home, ‘hello’ is all I got from you. Don’t you think that’s kind of strange?”
Today was pretty interesting; a good hair day too. ;] I had after school “volunteering” today… aiyayay. What torture....
“Honey, I don’t sugarcoat.”
– Yours Truly.
Gas; Break; Diiiiiiiiip.
Typical Wednesday?
I don’t know, I had a pretty crappy day yesterday; but today wasn’t all that bad. Well, boring, but not horrible. What the heck though, senioritis? You are no joke. Eww, school’s starting to make me itchy.
I’m just waiting for those collegic days. Sigh.
So, I got approached with a question about Winter Formal [ONE MONTH away, kids] and JSB...
Oh, RIGHT.
You know when you put Hope in something and then Hope just slams the door in your face and proves you right and highlights just how damn RIGHT you were the whole time?
Yeah. I feel like I’ve wasted my time.
Drama? Come on now; I understand “the times” and whatnot, but if you want to be perceived as a person with maturity? Try actually moving past that. Honestly, that crap was...
In the beginning
Two faced, beezies.
Aye, brand new to this. [Tumblr.]
So, my luck lately hasn’t been the greatest, but I figure now’s the time to really live life, you know? Nah, not tomorrow; Live it up today >;P
When something new starts up; when something sparks… Damn, it’s refreshing.
This is when everything is so unbelievably new you can’t hardly breathe. Haha, shit,...
