anyway, it seems that the year starts off with these lists. sometimes, most times, they are one person. what happened to singular projects? i think that was when they were called crushes. i don’t have normal ones anymore, just ‘sc’ haha. secret ones. but they don’t even count because they’re not even real.
anyway, so it’s a potential list. because. i’m crazy like that and there aren’t too many interesting people. i remember when the list used to be long but then half of them were sc’s anyway. i think.. half of this list is sc’s as well. oh my. how sad. whateverrrrr. college will come and then lots of boys will be everywhere.
but for now, it’s just me and tablo. and nichkhun. and key. and jaejoong. my korean lovers.
I feel the same way.
It’s all about fantasizing about celebrities, singers, actors, etc now C:!
I’m so excited for college! I think high school really isn’t the time or place to start a full-blown, serious relationship. And in college there are more opportunities to get out there.
I was told that I needed to take a test on the first day of school and get at least a 80% to get into AP Spanish [after taking Spanish 3 over the summer].
BUT, someone that was in my Spanish 3 class is already registered in AP Spanish! And there are already others that are in AP Spanish [although they might have skipped some other level or went to Dana.]
And now I have to memorize the whole book’s worth of vocabulary. I’m going to bring it to Band Camp and study during the break…
TIME TO WRITE IN CAPSLOCK BECAUSE I ACTUALLY DON’T THINK HOLDING SHIFT WITH MY PINKY WILL LAST.
MY SISTER IS SUCH A FUCKING RETARD. SHE WANTS TO MOVE INTO AN APARTMENT RIGHT AWAY BECAUSE SHE WANTS TO GO TO HER FUCKING COLLEGE ASAP AND LIVE ALONE LIKE A FUCKING HERMIT. MY MOM HAS BEEN LOOKING FOR BEAUTIFUL CONDOS JUST TO PROVIDE A FUCKING BEAUTIFUL PLACE FOR MY SISTER TO FUCKING LIVE IN, BUT NO. SHE’D RATHER MOVE INTO THIS SHITTY ASS GREEN FUCKED UP PIECE OF SHIT FOR $875 A FUCKING MONTH THAT’S 20SOMESHIT MILES AWAY FROM THE SCHOOL.
MY MOM FOUND SOME PEOPLE IN IRVINE LOOKING FOR A NEW ROOMATE THAT ONLY CHARGED $400 AND ARE FUCKING NICE. BUT NO. SHE CALLED THEM BIMBOS AND PARTY ANIMALS AND DOESN’T WANT TO FUCKING ROOM WITH THEM BECAUSE SHE’S A FUCKING BITCH. ISN’T THE FUCKING COLLEGE EXPERIENCE SUPPOSED TO BE ROOMING WITH SOME RANDOM PEOPLE? WHATTHEFUCK.
SO I WENT CONDO/APARTMENT SHOPPING AFTER PRACTICE TODAY WITH MY MOM AND MY SISTER WHICH IS HOW I FOUND OUT ABOUT THE GREEN SHIT. MY SISTER IS IMPOSSIBLE. I TRIED CHEERING HER UP AND SHIT BUT SHE’S SO FUCKING HARDHEADED.
SHE SAID SHE’D GET A FUCKING JOB, BUT SHE’S NOT FUCKING LOOKING. IF SHE WANTS TO PAY FOR HER OWN FUCKING APARTMENT THEN THAT’S FUCKING FINE. I DON’T GIVE A SHIT ANYMORE. I’M JUST WAITING TO SEE HER HOMELESS AND FUCKING STARVING SO SHE CAN FUCKING REALIZE WHAT A DUMBFUCK SHE FUCKING IS.
I COULD ALSO RANT ABOUT HER FUCKING LAZY ASS BOYFRIEND IN ARKANSA WHO DOESN’T HAVE A FUCKING JOB AND LIVES WITH HIS GRANDPARENTS [TRUEFAX]. HE’S A FUCKING BAD INFLUENCE AND TOTALLY CHANGED MY SISTER FOR THE WORSE. I’M 99.99999BARNOTATION% POSITIVE HE HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH MY SISTER TURNING INTO SUCH A BITCH.
I’M JUST SO FUCKING PISSED THAT SHE DOESN’T EVEN TALK TO ME ANYMORE. WE CAN’T HAVE A FUCKING CONVERSATION WITHOUT HER FUCKING BOYFRIEND CALLING. AT LEAST 3 TIMES A WEEK I HEAR MY SISTER FUCKING CRYING TO HER BOYFRIEND BECAUSE SHE’S EITHER MAD AT MY FAMILY OR MAD AT HIM. AND WHENEVER SHE’S MAD AT HIM I’M FUCKING HAPPY. BUT NO. SHE DOESN’T FUCKING BREAK UP WITH HIM BECAUSE HE’S SUCH A FUCKING SMOOTH TALKER. BASTARD. IF A GUY MAKES SOMEONE CRY THAT MANY TIMES, SOMETHING IS FUCKING WRONG.
i spent the last hour of practice just talking with audrey— sherrill’s daughter OMG. i thought i was going to die from the amount of cute-ness thrown at me. i’m the type of person who like, never calls anything cute. and if i do, its PRETTY FUCKING CUTE. AND OMFG SO FUCKING CUTE a;sldkfjas;dlfkjas;ldfkjas;lkfdj she’s the greatest kid ever ~she’s easier to talk to than a majority of people i know ~she’s turning 6 on january 30. she told me =] ~she told me all about her life, and it was wonderful ~then she ran around the bandroom in attempts to prove her “lightning speed” i acted amazed and pretended i couldn’t even see her cause she was going so fast. ~then she was like MEEP MEEP and then ran around, said “THIS IS WHAT THE ROADRUNNER DOES: MEEP MEEP. he says it twice!! and sticks out his tongue twice!!” sticking up two fingers omg she’s so cute and then she ranted about her babysitters, for example, “oh i have this babysitter christian, and shes real cool” and then we all knew sabrina baby sits her, so,
Us: “oh audrey, how about sabrina? do you like her?” Audrey: “…..uhh….mmm…. -long pause-“
HAHAHAH THATS WHEN I WAS LIKE, OKAY. THIS KID IS LEGIT.
I LOOOOOVE AUDREY!
I feel like such an old fart.
I remember when I was in 5th grade and Mr. Sherrill got the phone call that he was going to be a dad.
…when every time you listen to/see something you’re reminded of something completely unrelated?
I’m having this problem for about a year now.
There’s this band that I used to like to listen to, but it always reminded me of this one person [not someone I don’t want to be reminded of, but just someone who I don’t find so significant]. I always wondered why, thinking that maybe the music was similar to another band the person likes.
Youtube’d the other band. Not even close.
So then I thought that the band members looked like the person.
Neat art. I’m not an artsy person, but it was enjoyable.
We weren’t allowed to point at stuff in the paintings though! It was lame. Lame workers.
On one flight of stairs, there are leaf imprints on the marble. This asian family was TOTALLY blocking the whole pathway, staring in awe at the imprints. It was silly.
The Dodos are freagging SEXY. I’m seriously born in the wrong generation. The drummer was on FIRE and the singer is sooooo hot. They’re great live.
My brother’s friend wanted to give me $20 to hug one of them.
As my brother passed by the singer, he wanted to say something but forgot his first name. So instead he shouted “HI MR. LONG, YOU GUYS WERE AWESOME!” And the singer is only like, 2 years older.
I’m a fat-ass. I ate as much pizza as my brother’s friend, who’s waaaay bigger than me. And a guy.
After eating at 11PM, we went to Diddy Riese. It’s a icecream sandwich shop, where you choose two cookies and a scoop of icecream of your choice is wedged between the cookies. It tasted great, but I was too full to finish it :C.
4. Korean BBQ/Mall
Deanna, Nicolle, and I went to the Tofu restaurant and failed at doing math when splitting the check.
Then we walked to the mall and watched Julie & Julia. It was a good movie :3.
I finished reading the book Flowers for Algernon [wtf, tumblr has no underline?] and even though I already knew the ending, it was still REALLY sad. In 6th grade I had to read the abridged version, but now reading the actual book made me realize that there was a lot left out [due to adult topics (sex, alcohol, child abuse, etc.)]. But either way, it’s an amazingly written book and if you haven’t read it, you should pick it up sometime C:.
There was an annoying fly buzzing around the kitchen while my family and I were eating. When it finally landed on the counter, my mom got a slipper and swatted it to the floor.
i am scared that the things i have done so far, personal and schoolwise, have messed up my life for the future so much that it’s now unchangeable. and that if this continues, i will end up broke, in a bad college, and not being able to find a job. i’m scared that i’ll never be able to do the things i wish of doing in the future because i have f-ed up so much in the last two years, and will most likely continue f-ing up.
That’s not true! High school isn’t everything. College is the most important. There are people who bombed high school, realized their mistake, and pushed themselves in college. And since you realized this already in high school, then it’s not unchangeable! 3.3 GPA isn’t that bad at all, SAT doesn’t mean much anymore, band does wonders, and you can start volunteering anytime :3.
Reading a book [Me? + Reading? = WTF? (It’s a good book, though. Started last night and I’m about halfway done.)]
Watching a movie [Good movie, too.]
Getting back on the computer to post this blog
So that’s how my day went…summer’s going great guys! Of course, this means I still haven’t started my SAT homework or practiced or worked out. The instructors will be proud of me for sure when it’s “Drum Camp!”
Me: You seem like smarterchild. God: Interesting comparison, and probably true. Me: Haha so you are smarterchild, no? God: I’m glad you got a laugh out of it. Me: I didn’t laugh God: Why didn’t you do it? Me: Because you’re not funny. God: That makes sense to me. I am not programmed to be a comedy bot. Me: Then you are a bot. God: How did you know I am a machine?
"I wasn’t expecting just any old Animal Collective
Naw, that show was a bust, man. I went because I was under the impression Super Furry Animals were going to be there. But as it turns out, the headlining band was—yes, some animals, and they were indeed extremely furry—but no, they were not “Super Furry Animals.” The posters I saw were very misleading in that regard.
Ditto Modest Mouse. I mean, there were several mice there, most of whom were fairly retiring, but that’s just what mice are like. There’s no way the promoters didn’t break some truth-in-advertising laws on this one. I mean, sure, I guess you could say I saw the wrens, just like they promised. But not, you know, the Wrens. Which I’m sure they knew was what I expected. And at 4:00, on the main stage, I was under the impression I was going to see Deerhoof, not just some deer’s hoof. It was extremely disappointing. Fleet Foxes, Frightened Rabbit, same deal.
The one bright spot was an unscheduled grizzly bear appearance at the very end of the night. No, not the band “Grizzly Bear.” Just a grizzly bear. He killed and ate the mountain goats.”
[Seriously, the references to real bands are just made of win. Too bad the only ones I recognize are Animal Collective, The Wrens, and Fleet Foxes.
I watched it yesterday, but I spoiled myself due to retarded circumstances…
After a lot of time wasting due to my sister driving and looping through the same streets trying to find parking, we ended up in the giant Target complex in Pasadena to go to the Lammele. We got the tickets for 4:40 and there was a big number 2 on it. The ticket usher confirmed it was theatre two and off we went.
1.) The lights were off. It was only 4:30.
2.) The seats were pretty full.
3.) The characters on the screen were that of the ones in the movie.
4.) The movie was near the end.
Of course, I didn’t understand what was really going on, but I kept bugging my mom saying, “This IS the movie, I think we’re in the wrong theatre.” Turns out we had the wrong ticket and ninja’d out of there.
Although the movie was somewhat spoiled, I still thoroughly enjoyed it.