It is July 2nd? Okay. This shit is getting too out of hand. SLOW DOWN, TIME.
I don’t publicly state my struggles with school assignments, especially AP class assignments, anymore because I realize how fun it is to laugh at them in a evil, “I completely agree and know exactly how you’re feeling right now, but I still enjoy watching others burn in the misery of schoolwork whether I’m doing the same or not” way. Kind of like, “Just gonna stand there and watch me burn.” Oh, my god, did I just really make that reference? Anyway. I’m to be taken seriously; I’m not a laughing stock. I mean, look, I used a semi-colon online, on Facebook, CORRECTLY, for Pete’s sakes. (I said “Pete’s sakes” instead of “Christ’s sakes” because me being the nice gal I am didn’t want to offend anyone.) Wow, am I really going to post this status? I don’t think so.
I’m at the gym (which is never occupied) in my neighborhood because I wanted to be in an uncomfortable environment so I can focus on my work and not be distracted so I can get out of here ASAP, but a random pretty old black man just came in and we had a really awkward laughing moment where he was the main one laughing, really hard, I might add, and I was just like sitting there trying to laugh with him and such, and now I feel like I’m being rude if I just leave now. I missed my timing. Oh, god. I think this may be the environment I was asking for, but. But. But.
“One of the countless drawbacks of being in Congress is that I am compelled to receive impertinent letters from a jackass like you in which you say I promised to have the Sierra Madre mountains reforested and I have been in Congress two month and haven’t done it. Will you please take two running jumps and go to hell.”
— Congressman John Steven McGroarty of California, 1934
The thing is, I don’t even know what’s a good performance or a bad performance in the first place.
I JUST LIKE LOOKING AT ATTRACTIVE PEOPLE OK
I appreciate all the love (!), and also
foolishline replied to your post: I’m so proud of my new theme. I created it…
it would be clever if the video played once you got to your page, cause it’s just kinda chillin there bud. MAKE IT WORK [Tim Gunn voice]
I thought about it, but then I was like, “No, I hate automatically playing shit. They are never welcome. Ever.” But then, now that I think about it, it would defeat the whole purpose to not to… SO THE DEED IS DONE.
I’m so proud of my new theme. I created it myself~~~~~~
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
lolololololololol
When it comes to others: “Oh my god. You guys are not fucking in love. You’ve been together for two weeks. He’s your boyfriend, not the love of your life.”
When it comes to your relationship: “Oh my god. I love him so much. I can already tell it’s the real thing. I used to be so scared of falling in love, but now that I’m in the middle of it, I’m scared of loosing it.”
With two o’s.
I’m fairly certain that I just smeared/crushed/pressed fly shit with my finger.
Tomorrow’s picture day.
For the first time in my life, I’m freaking out about it.
What the hell. I was caught so damn off-guard. THIS ISN’T FUNNY. LYK SRSLY.
No, but really. I cannot seem to get one outfit—actually just a shirt—together BECAUSE I’VE WORN ALL MY CUTE ONES THIS WEEK ALREADY. FUCK ME IN THE ASS. UGH. H8 LYF.
I have three assessments tomorrow. Guess which ones I’ve studied for? None. 1:59 AM. FUCK ME IN THE ASS.
Dis ain’t even the best part of the drum line but I still HNG
Best part of drumline = pit. More specifically, YEJI LEE.
No, just kidding. I always hnnnnnng.
No sleep for me tonight.