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(no subject) [Sep. 6th, 2006|10:15 pm]
I think I might be going crazy.
I think I might be going crazy.
I think I might be going crazy.
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(no subject) [Feb. 5th, 2005|10:06 pm]
Up until now, I've left most of my entries public. I just locked a few that I didn't feel like having open to the general public. Recently, though, I've had a few problems, a few big problems, with people seeing, reading, knowing things that are not meant for them. So, without further ado, my LiveJournal will be friends only from now on. I may very well change my mind in the future, but for now, I'd feel better knowing just who reads this. It's not like I'm especially interesting anyway, so I doubt that this will really affect anyone.

And as for you who do read this: I trust you guys. Don't betray that, kay?

Banner courtesy of xblack_starrx.
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Now I remember why I always allow myself to be dragged to these stupid school dances... [Feb. 5th, 2005|01:23 pm]
[Feeling |hungover, but not]
[Jamming to |Green Day - Boulevard of Broken Dreams]

Dare to Care dance last night. Fucking. Awesome. I should not ever, ever have that much fun at a school dance. I've discovered that the best way to have fun at such an event is to forget who you are, lose all of your dignity, your pride, your self-worth, and dance with everyone no matter how much you hate them.

I showed up about ten minutes late and met Jessie, John, and Jesse outside. We went in, and there were about ten people there. No lie. It was one of the most pathetic things I've ever seen; luckily, it filled up fast. I drifted between lots of people... Chelsea and Dan, Katt and Kera, Char and Torrie and their groupies, Morgan and Jesse and Jessie and John, and tons of other people. I danced with everyone, and Char and I rocked out so hardcore to 867-5309 and completely cleared the dance floor, and Chelsea and I did our awesome 80s dance, and we skanked alone in the middle of the floor. I wish to god that I'd had my camera. I'll post pictures if I can glean any from other people.

I was f-ing crazy all night. I felt like I was on the longest, raddest high ever. I acted like I was too, apparently, since so many people wanted to know if I'd done anything. Man, give me a break guys, I can have fun without drugs and booze. I'm just a weirdo, not an addict. Past mistakes have a way of never leaving you.

Afterwards we went to the Athena Diner; I was ubar broke, so I just got cinnamon toast. After that I went home with Jessie, and we hung out in the hot tub with Char and Torrie for about an hour; then we watched Napoleon Dynamite. Best. Ever.

Some not-so-good things happened too. Like Anthony and Morgan... I guess that it was good that he was honest, but his timing fucking sucked. I feel bad as hell for Morgan... I hope that it didn't completely ruin her time... And there was other stuff too, stuff that made me very, very angry. I kept it out of my mind for that night, but now it's time to deal with it. I am going to have a little talk with a certain person, about consideration for other people's feelings and about not being a complete asshole to the people who have been friends to you. Honest to god, the cruelty of people never ceases to amaze me.
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(no subject) [Feb. 4th, 2005|06:30 pm]
The black and white dance is tonight, in about a half an hour. I didn't want to go much, but I was talked into it, and I guess it will be fun. I'm just wearing my official dress pants and a white GD tank top. (It has some red and blue on it, but if anyone has a problem, I'll just turn it inside out. ^^) I'm not so much concerned about my appearance. I'm more concerned with who I'm gonna get to make out with. >.>

Tom still has my camera, so I won't be able to take pictures ::dies:: but I'll post more tomorrow.

My hair looks so f-ing gorgeous right now, but with my luck, it'll get all frizzy and gross the second I leave the house.

I love everything. Except you. <3
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(no subject) [Feb. 3rd, 2005|04:53 pm]
[Feeling |okayEh.]
[Jamming to |FFX music...]

At my mom's, playing FFX. I'm up to about seventy hours, partially because I'd rather have a good game than a fast one, and partially because I keep leaving it on while I sleep/play on the compi/leave the house. ^^;;

I'm not very interesting today.

That's all you get, I guess.

I am so broke. I need a job in the worst way. I'm going to have to whore myself good to get money for True Colors. And Westminster... I've never been before, and I wanted sooo badly to go. But fifty dollars might as well be a million. I wonder sometimes if I'd be happier if my family had money.
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(no subject) [Jan. 31st, 2005|05:22 pm]
[Feeling |anxiousanxious]
[Jamming to |Paul Simon - Call Me Al]

Not a bad day. I got back exam grades for Chem and English, a 94 and an 80, respectively. The English grade isn't actually that bad, considering I ran out of time and didn't do the five-paragraph essay that was about fifteen points of the grade. o.o

Last period was our first day of gym. It will rawk this year, because Liz, Jade, and Tom are in my class. Fucking rad.

Leant my camera and tablet to Tom, so I get to borrow FFX-2. w00t. Even though everyone says it sucks.

I love the sun.


That's all you get.
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(no subject) [Jan. 30th, 2005|09:13 pm]
[Feeling |okayEh.]
[Jamming to |Family Guy]

Went to the mall with Jessie and John today. Just a quick trip, so we were only there for an hour. I bought R.A. Salvatore's Icewind Dale trilogy, an 'I <3 the 80s' shirt, and a Ramones skirt that's so rad it makes my eyes bleed.

I haven't whored myself in a while, so here are a few pictures. Nothing very good. Pictures of my rad skirt too.
You fucking love it.Collapse )

I need to find a new way to do my hair... I'm growing it out again, and it's at this weird in-between stage, so I can't do anything with it. Whenever I do it the way I used to, I look like an old woman with a bad perm. T.T My hair is the bane of my existance. I've been seriously trying to persuade my dad to let me shave my head for years. If he gave me permission, I'd do it in a heartbeat. /lazy
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Emotions are best left in a small sack at the bottom of a deep, dark well... [Jan. 29th, 2005|01:13 pm]
[Feeling |cynicalcynical]
[Jamming to |Blues Traveler - Run Around]

The fifty accomplishments of our glorious leader, George W Bush.Collapse )

On Thursday night I had two fish sandwiches, but I only ate one. And I didn't feel like walking downstairs to put the uneaten one in the fridge. So I put it in a box and stuck it in the little space between my window and the screen. The moral of the story is: frozen tartar sauce is fucking gross.
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Nostalgia kills. [Jan. 28th, 2005|07:09 pm]
[Feeling |apatheticbad]

Yesterday were English and Soash exams. Neither was especially difficult, but I lost mega-points on both for not finishing. That's what always kills me. Today was Latin, not too tough. Mr. Mangino was a fucking weirdo, as always. Three years with him and I still can't decide whether I love him or detest him. He's entertaining, at least.

Jessie, John, Chelsea, Morgan, Katt, Jess, Liz, and I all went to lunch at Half Moon during the second exam period. It was a lot of fun and the food was great. I'm just not much in the mood to write more now. >.> Oh, and Katt got raped by John's gear knob.

My head hurts. Tonight is gonna suck. I can tell already.

Quote of the Day:
Chelsea and me: Hey Morgan. Nice ass.
Morgan: Thanks, wanna touch it?

::x:: you can't wish back the past ::x::
::x:: trying will destroy you ::x::
::x:: remember ::x::

Been playing with PhotoShop all night. I'm no good at it, and I can't do anything remotely useful, but I like to play with colours and filters. Check out the radial blur action.Collapse )
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(no subject) [Jan. 27th, 2005|07:51 pm]
[Feeling |blahdull]

This is probably the smartest
thing that I've seen all day.
I think I need to find
more intellectual friends.

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