Log in

Extreme Sceneness!   
11:36pm 07/08/2005
mood: geeky
I haven't written in a really, REAlly long time. So, here is the deal with me...I haven't done anything extremely productive this summer. I really need to get a job this year because my parents refuse to buy me anything and I only have $43 left in my savings account. Kathleen tried to prevent that from happening, but I just turned out to be a stubborn brat. I have been sleeping a lot and I think I have gotten fatter, which is not much of a plus. I have been with Kathleen a lot this summer and we have been able to talk quite a bit. She has also driven my sorry ass around because I haven't even attempted to get my permit yet. That makes me feel guilty because gas prices are so high. Kathleen and I saw a man who we suspected to be a pedophile at Cowan's Gap the other day. She made me walk ALL the way around the lake, but I didn't complain once. It actually turned out to be very pretty and peaceful. There was a bat flying in circles around my room the other night and it fell alseep hanging upside down on my wall! It was very cute! We caught it in a pickle jar (It was very small) and released it. There was also a porcupine near my house and it climbed up a tree very slowly, like a sloth! I've gone to the movies with Kathleen a few times as well. I think Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was my favorite, even if Mr. Depp held a strong resemblance to Michael Jackson. We have also been into Toys R Us, and things have really changed since I was little. They have laptops, phones, and TVs for little kids. It's weird. Kathleen had a party at her family's cabin and it was really fun! I went to the outhouse by myself, and I will admit, I was afraid something was going to pop out of the woods. I had to lick dirt for a dare and it was caked all over my tongue. We told our life stories and after I told mine, I was really ashamed and embarrassed because I don't think that I mentioned one good thing that happened to me in my whole life. I feel really lame...
What's up fuck face?   
07:15pm 13/09/2004
mood: stressed
I cannot spend the rest of this year getting physically ill every time I have to go to French class. I have no idea what is going on. I don't know what to say, and I barely do my homework. I have a test tomorrow on a story we read, but I have no idea what we need to know. I'm going to fail this class unless I get a tutor. There is no way I can do this by myself. I can't even talk to her about it because she is so crazy about her time. If you want to meet with her you have to sign up for a time. Sorry, but I'm not going to make that effort just so she can yell at me and tell me that I suck. She won't care that I am having trouble. She will just say something like I can't help you. You are going to have to work it out on your own. I think I'm going to go shoot myself now. Besides that, I keep being distracted by this thing that has been on my mind for a while now. I don't know what to do about it and it keeps giving me anxiety on top of all that's going on with French class. I mean the easy solution is to just forget about it, but it's real hard to do. I need to let it go now. Breath in.
     Read 1 - Post
Dumb-fuck Everything   
02:55pm 06/09/2004
mood: giddy
I'm back at dumb-fuck school with all of my dumb-fuck friends. I said the latter just because they will be reading this as soon as I'm done with it. We have chorale practice tonight and we get to sing some sexist song in which the guys get to sing manly parts about "working men" and the girls sing phrases with words like "flowers" and "trees." And then it gets religiously fanatic and we get to sing about praising the lord over and over again. Once again the music is a failure. Mr. Rotz still can't sing. And there are way too many freshman bodies on campus. My books weigh about 2 tons and my arms are still quivering from carrying them all the way from Ford to Tippetts, which is like about 5 feet. Beth says I complain to much. I don't know if I agree. I still haven't finished my french work, and I'm not sure if that's very good. On a good note, I got new glasses. So now I can tell who all of my friends are when they are standing a few feet away from me. Classes start Wednesday and I have no break. So those 2 tons of books will be carried with me throughout the day, everyday. OH yeah, and I'm in love. Peace. J-love.
     Read 1 - Post
It's Hoooot   
08:25pm 30/07/2004
mood: hot
So here it goes. Everything is going really well at this point in time. I've been talking to Julie a lot lately, including a phone call that lasted for around, let's say, eight hours. We were catching up on lost phone calls. I am so glad that we are growing close again. We click so well, and even though we obviously have our differences we can really relate to each other. And even though we hadn't had long conversations in a while it seems like we can just pick up where we left off. Nothing is ever awkward between us and we never run out of things to say. I'm really glad that I will be able to spend time with her at the beach this summer. I know we are going to have fun. I'll write more soon. <3
     Read 1 - Post
09:48pm 18/07/2004
mood: guilty
So Kathleen came over on Saturday and slept over. It was fun. We actually went outside and did something and we even broke a sweat. We played basketball and badmitton. It was cool like none other. We have decided that we are going to be on the National Badmitton Team, if there is such a thing. We will rock the fuck out.

We rented three horror movies as tradition goes: House of 1000 Corpses, Ghost Ship, and May. The only one that made us scream was Ghost Ship. And that was only one scream.They don't make movies with the element of suprise anymore. So me and Kathleen are going to make one of our own. But I can't tell anyone about it yet. We are still planning.

I love being with my friends. They make me laugh so much. I love laughing. I think it's one of my favorite things to do, as cheesy as it may sound. I always laugh with Julie. Like every few seconds. I talked to her for a long time tonight. It was really great. It was almost like when we were kids. We used to talk on the phone together for hours every day and we used to get together all the time to play. But for the past few years we have been really distant. I think it might have started after the fight about Corey. I'm glad we are talking again. I'm really going to make an effort to talk to her often. And something else is haunting me. Ethan. I really need to apoligize to him for blowing him off so much after we broke up. I feel like such a jerk-off. I really want him to know how sorry I am. I actually had a dream about it last night. I feel so guilty.
07:26pm 14/07/2004
mood: pleased

What do you dream about?
Zodiac Sign:
Fav. Color Combo:
Your dreams generally include: Running in search of something
Approximate number of monthly nightmares: 87
The worst monster you've seen in a dream:
Your dreams are usually crystal clear
Percentage of dreams involving sex - 92%
Will your dreams ever come true? (8) - Yes - definitely. - (8)
This QuickKwiz by cutelilangelx - Taken 203494 Times.
New - Kwiz.Biz Astrology and Horoscopes

Jesus H. Chirst   
06:23pm 14/07/2004
mood: thirsty
So I'm well besides the fact that my eyes hurt really fucking bad right now. I can't look at the computer for more than two seconds without rubbing them. Actually, I think it might be the light from the computer screen. I've been sitting on my ass all day in front of it, so it's no wonder that my eyes hurt. Kathleen is finally back from the beach, which means I won't be bored off of my ass anymore. Thank fucking god. Maybe I'll go rent some movies tonight or something. Rent some more Twilight Zone. Addictive shit. Tomorrow....I want to get a body wave in my hair. Real girly huh. I'll probably end up scraping window piant for my dad though. Then, when I start acting like a dumb shit my parents will take me to the doctor and find out I have lead poisoning and brain damage from the fucking paint on the god damn windows. Real cool. Note to self: Get off your fucking ass and do something useful today. Later.
     Read 1 - Post