Monday, September 27, 2010


is this a fuckin orgy party in my house?!?
Get Out!

Are you a pork chop?

Are you? I don't even know what being a 'pork chop' is exactly. Even after reading it, I still don't get it. Actually, I only posted this because some kid doesn't like pork chops, and so I googled, 'pork chop.' And I've never tasted pork chops...but I do like pork, so I don't know what's the difference. But yeah, if you are a pork chop..."Please don't be, you're making me sick."

God, help me.

"You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter."

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Sunday, September 26, 2010, 9:44 PM

Um, I must go shower now D:this picture is cute x3. I just wanted to say that I'm going to blog a lot. Like I did back in July and stuff. If I remember, I think. Yeah, the posts might be as pointless as this one. And, so, um, yes, hmm, that's all. Ok, bye.

Friday, September 24, 2010


Today was great! No, beyond great! Of course, it started slow and all but my first period teacher was absent! He really intimidates me, makes me feel like I'm a dummy so I don't really say very much in that one does actually, cuz every one feels the same way. But, he IS a good teacher. I mean, he makes you think, not ordinary thinking, but it's like complex thinking lol (i'm not weird, don't judge me :p ) and he makes you realize things you never would have noticed. Besides that, throughout the day nothing really stood out, it was normal. Oh! I actually TALKED to my counselor (ahaha) we have the same names so she BETTER remember mine & my face :) we talked about college and all that cute stuff, but she's really cool and laid back (I still think she's somewhat lazy) but maybe it's because I'm adjusting...
But after schoooooooooooooooooooool, ah! So I went to the band actually I went to the bathroom first to change, but nobody was in there so I went to the band room and everybody was there..well, majority of color guard (like 18 girls give or take). So I just sat down and talked and looked at my transcript and all. Side note->I should really be proud of myself, I get really good grades and I take college classes and I have a lot of credits already! I should really give myself more credit for doing that and not beat myself over. Okay, so we were in the band room for a I was decided, "Let me change since I know we're gonna practice." So I changed, then I found out that we don't really have to then I had to change back lol. After that, we went and practiced with the band (ugh im tired of typing already) So we only had 1 song choreographed and the other three, we had NO idea. So then we ended up using a warm-up dance in the actual half-time. It was just a jungle really.
So then comes the game! Uhh..long walk from the band room to the field is ALL i have to say! Lol, I mean, if it was an actual WALK I'll be fine..but we have to MARCH, pick up our KNEES. After a while, your calves get tired. But what we do different is we add shoulder..I LOVE DOING THIS! It adds more feminine features to the march and you look classy and hot!'s true. But yeah, I love entering the field, it's really great! There wasn't many people there and I was happy because I didn't want a lot of people seeing me mess up. So after, we didn't even sit on the stands! We actually freakin went to choreograph flag work and it took us the TWO QUARTERS. And to top that, the other team scored in the first minute of the game -_- tuff shit. Anyway, I had NO idea how she expected us to remember because after I was like,"WHAT?" OH! WAIT! After we march in the field and we go get on the stands just to stand there for a while before we go to practice, as I'm walking down the steps, GUESSSSSSSSSS WHO I SEE? The whole group of people I don't walk to anymore! Lol, they were all looking at me and shit but I wasn't even acknowledging them, I was too fabulous with my glittery uniform and flag! And one thing that really erks me is that he like keeps staring at me as if I'm gonna look at him. I could feel his eyes on me, NO DUDE no matter how much you look at me I'm not going to look, I'm not going to even act like you're there. I know that it gets under his skin and I know it bothers him so much, but I enjoy that. I'm not evil or anything but hey! You chose who your "real" friends were so just move along. I also know that he's NOT over me. I mean, I've known him since eighth grade, and by now I know him sooo well. But whatever!
So comes half time (OH GOSH..the stands are FULL at this point, mind you) and I'm like super nervous...they actually tied 14-14 before we went on the field which was good. I was jumping and everything lol I'm goofy. But we go in in a straight line which forms into two circles. The girl in the front thinks that just because she's captain she has to be first. If she's first our circles looks retarded because it breaks in the middle because I end up in the back. If she really desires so badly to be first then I should go behind her because she's next to me in the circle. But whatever...she messed up anyway in the first FIRST part anyway. Um half-time was nooooooo good. Lol, we messed up a lot! A WHOLE BUNCH of times! It was just ridiculous..some girls didn't catch their throw, other forgot parts of the flag work, and others, like me, forget the parts of dances. It was crazy! At one point, I heard my name...all I thought was, "noooooooooooo somebody I know is watching me make a fool of myself!" After we got off the field, we ALL laughed at each other's mistakes it was soooooooooooooooooooooooo hilarious! So yeah, 3rd quarter we could do whatever we want but we had to be back by fourth so I went and ate.
4th quarter was the best! Our dances in the stands were amazing! We had sooo much fun! I loved every part of it! And the band was beyond amazing too! Makes me upset that I didn't do this since freshman year..I could be captain!
But yes this girl is very tired. I have an essay and a test on I'm gonna start reviewing (YES TODAY) I can't procrastinate anymore D: Maybe by March I can just relax (yeah right). But I am REALLY tired and REALLY sleepy so I don't know if I'm really going to review my stuf...Tomorrow I'm going out for dinner with my Dad, if he didn't forget. AND I CANT WAIT UNTIL NEXT FRIDAY :D!
Oh..they ended up winning 34-14 too :)

Sunday, September 19, 2010

i love this.

"i'll never let your head hit the bed without my hand behind it.."

Saturday, September 18, 2010

let's all just barf simultaneously.

So I deleted my tumblr :O! I'm so glad I didn't delete this though. The reason why I deleted it was because...I don't know. A shitload of people found it and things just weren't personal anymore and after school started everyone on there got boring. There's only ONE person that i enjoy reading what they post and that's it. So, whatever. I'm back on this, whoever else reads it. I don't care. On there, I can't even write stuff and get judged and then un-followed. It's stupid, but to each his own right?
But that's not why I wanted to blog. I just wanted to emphasize the fact that I'm so damnnnnnnnnnn stressed! I barely get homework, yeah, but the whole college thing mannnn. I'm like so freaking lost:
1. I don't get the applications.
2. I don't get the whole financial aid thing.
3. The counselor I've had for TWO years is changed into this other lady, she seems so out of it and lazy! Arrrghh how can a guidance counselor, a SENIOR counselor, be freaking lazy? HOW? What the EFF. She has an attitude as well (not with me) but with other students. She's careless I tell you! The only thing that I liked was that she liked my flower headband thing. She complimented it :) but that's alllllllllll. :'( and I don't want to go to the other counselor cuz she has students as well and I don't want to be a burden.
4. Everything about college is MONEY. Money here, and there. It's a business, not a school.
5. My mom! She's as lost as I am cuz she's never dealt with the whole college thing. But she doesn't listen! All she does is yap yap yap. Listen to me!
6. My college list. Only thinking of one college, maybe two. But I don't know. I can't just apply to two colleges, maybe five or so.
I can't procrastinate, either.