Everybody Wake Up
Blogger is being stupid as usual. The bold/italic thing gets messed up all the time, and I have to put it on bold to type normal, and vice versa. So annoying.
SonoFsaM--- (5:22:53 PM): Hello madamwasille
redSpark 11 (5:22:59 PM): HI
SonoFsaM--- (5:23:02 PM): how areyou
redSpark 11 (5:23:06 PM): I';m okay
SonoFsaM--- (5:23:11 PM): thats nifty
redSpark 11 (5:23:47 PM): not really at all
redSpark 11 (5:23:50 PM): I have to shower
SonoFsaM--- (5:24:11 PM): fine then not, don have to have an attitude
redSpark 11 (5:24:21 PM): huh?
redSpark 11 (5:24:24 PM): haha, I smell
redSpark 11 (5:24:36 PM): you'd tell me to take ashower ifyou were here, too
SonoFsaM--- (5:24:43 PM): yeah i would
SonoFsaM--- (5:24:47 PM): ill tell yuou now shower
redSpark 11 (5:24:55 PM): and to showering I will go!
SonoFsaM--- (5:25:08 PM): fine shower you smell
Auto response from redSpark 11 (5:25:08 PM): showering, becasue I must!
SonoFsaM--- is away at 5:27:55 PM.
SonoFsaM--- returned at 5:40:07 PM.
SonoFsaM--- (5:41:52 PM): hey whore bag
redSpark 11 (5:42:03 PM): hello, nice to see you, too :-D
SonoFsaM--- (5:42:13 PM): i cant see you shit for brains
SonoFsaM--- (5:42:15 PM): !
SonoFsaM--- (5:42:16 PM): :-)
redSpark 11 (5:42:20 PM): haha, you're so silly
SonoFsaM--- (5:43:27 PM): no your silly hehe
redSpark 11 (5:43:35 PM): okay, well, I ahve to go
redSpark 11 (5:43:39 PM): send my love to heather
SonoFsaM--- (5:43:49 PM): um send your love to my anus
Auto response from redSpark 11 (5:43:49 PM): Working round the house
SonoFsaM--- is away at 5:46:47 PM.
Isn't Steve so endearing? He was on Heather's Screenname. It's so cute how he tries to provoke people. I can really see why Elizabeth is still obsessed with him. ::eye roll:: It's time to move on, kid.
Anyway, so today sucked. I think that basically sums it up. 7 days down, 173 left. (By state law- I haven't actually counted) And we have a lng weekend coming up- and I just got confirmation on the air show! So that's a go.
5:55, and time to make a wish. I know what I wish for. I wished real careful Elizabeth, promise.
I hate when you can't trust people you should be able to. But people are backstabbing whorebitchasses, even if they don't mean to be. It sucks.
I've jinxed myself, I do believe.
nothing to do tonight. I suck.
Tonight will go on forever. Really.
yo ho
yo ho
a (kind of down, but not actually depressed) pirate's life for
~me
Well, at least I'm not bipolar.
Friday, September 03, 2004
Thursday, September 02, 2004
The World's Not Spinning Your Way
I am bored right now. There's not really anyone to talk to. And oh, yeah, I am supposed to be doing my spanish essay.
So I really want to know what's going on for tomorrow. But, oh yeah, I don't. The way things are spinning, I shall end up hopeless, destitue and alone. Some poeple mentioned the Ed's/Lakewood game, but I don't have a ticket, and I dunno if I can make it in time to go anyway. And since Elizabeth is cheerleading (at said game, mind you) and Megs is going to some other game, I'm not so sure who exactly I'm supposed to go with. And Caitlin's working, so that's out- plus, there's play tryouts, so some people are involved with that. Basically, the only way I'd be able to do something is if I had friends on the soccer team. But, wait, the like five poeple I talk to are busy. fucking briliant. And, oh, yeah. I have no gas. Let's really make it fun.
So if anyone wants to do something tomorrow, contact me. Oh, shit, I need to get the cellular.
I've returned. not that you can technically miss me, as I didn't leave this entry posted then come back and continue it. Ah, whatever. I'm not here for deep discussions.
I had some really funny stuff to talk about in here. But I'm getting tired. I have to call Rebecca, too. She's at college, and she started, and I gotta hear all about it! Ah! I can't wait to leave. And yet, I will stay. High school isn't so bad. I think I might miss it.
I love my friends. And some other people, too. Becasue I'm a goodwilled person like that.
Ah. Today was okay. Caitlin and I had WAY too much fun with the water lab and played tug-o-war with our water drop. I lost. My god, we're losers. Practice was decent- kinda tough, for me anyway, because it involved mucho running, and I'm not so great at that. We'll blame it on my shins. Also, I think I'm getting sick again. How awesome. I think I may be allergic to school. I'm actually better now, though, than I was earlier today. I was all sneazy and stuffed up.Now I just have a headache. And that's probably just the spanish at work.
So I kind of don't know whether I'm working at the airshow or not. Yeah, Mr. whatever-his-last-name-is (he's my nextdoor neighbour's dad, but he's on the mom's side, so different name) hasn't responded to my E-Mail about when and specifically where (I know its at Burke). So I hope I'm still doing it, because it was a lot of fun last year. Plus bunches of people have said they'd stop by. So it will be fun, if I still do it.
So Ms. Nolan quit. Yeah- the new director at our school. Yeah, play auditions? Supposed to be tonight. Some other person's taking over. I guess there's too much stress because our school is gay and it putting all this pressure on people to make the show awesome. Only it's not going to be, as Elizabeth and I discussed, due to the horrible lack of crew peoples.
My abdominals hurt. On the inside. I think I have appendicitis.
Katie and I diagnosed Summer with hemophelia. We're awesome like that.
What else...oh, funny little re-enactment to do here:
Mr. Phillips: is explaining about how states have certain controuls the government doesn't. So the Federal government has made marijuana posession illegal, but the cities regulate the penalty. And in Oxford, Ohio, where Miami University is, the college kids outnumbered the actual residents, and so they voted to make the fine for marijuana posession $5.
Class: Laughter
Mr. Phillips: Well, you might not think $5 is a lot, but it cost me 325 bucks in the first semester alone.
At that point we all just sort of stared blankly. Five minutes later, I suppose it sunk it, and we all burst out laughing.
anyway, I'll leave you with that wonderful thought about my government teacher. Who, by the way, Katie and I decided will probably form his own government "Philiparchy" where he is in controul, and no one does anything. It will be like anarchy with a purpose.
yo ho
yo ho
a (confused in gerneral) pirate's life for
~me
I am bored right now. There's not really anyone to talk to. And oh, yeah, I am supposed to be doing my spanish essay.
So I really want to know what's going on for tomorrow. But, oh yeah, I don't. The way things are spinning, I shall end up hopeless, destitue and alone. Some poeple mentioned the Ed's/Lakewood game, but I don't have a ticket, and I dunno if I can make it in time to go anyway. And since Elizabeth is cheerleading (at said game, mind you) and Megs is going to some other game, I'm not so sure who exactly I'm supposed to go with. And Caitlin's working, so that's out- plus, there's play tryouts, so some people are involved with that. Basically, the only way I'd be able to do something is if I had friends on the soccer team. But, wait, the like five poeple I talk to are busy. fucking briliant. And, oh, yeah. I have no gas. Let's really make it fun.
So if anyone wants to do something tomorrow, contact me. Oh, shit, I need to get the cellular.
I've returned. not that you can technically miss me, as I didn't leave this entry posted then come back and continue it. Ah, whatever. I'm not here for deep discussions.
I had some really funny stuff to talk about in here. But I'm getting tired. I have to call Rebecca, too. She's at college, and she started, and I gotta hear all about it! Ah! I can't wait to leave. And yet, I will stay. High school isn't so bad. I think I might miss it.
I love my friends. And some other people, too. Becasue I'm a goodwilled person like that.
Ah. Today was okay. Caitlin and I had WAY too much fun with the water lab and played tug-o-war with our water drop. I lost. My god, we're losers. Practice was decent- kinda tough, for me anyway, because it involved mucho running, and I'm not so great at that. We'll blame it on my shins. Also, I think I'm getting sick again. How awesome. I think I may be allergic to school. I'm actually better now, though, than I was earlier today. I was all sneazy and stuffed up.Now I just have a headache. And that's probably just the spanish at work.
So I kind of don't know whether I'm working at the airshow or not. Yeah, Mr. whatever-his-last-name-is (he's my nextdoor neighbour's dad, but he's on the mom's side, so different name) hasn't responded to my E-Mail about when and specifically where (I know its at Burke). So I hope I'm still doing it, because it was a lot of fun last year. Plus bunches of people have said they'd stop by. So it will be fun, if I still do it.
So Ms. Nolan quit. Yeah- the new director at our school. Yeah, play auditions? Supposed to be tonight. Some other person's taking over. I guess there's too much stress because our school is gay and it putting all this pressure on people to make the show awesome. Only it's not going to be, as Elizabeth and I discussed, due to the horrible lack of crew peoples.
My abdominals hurt. On the inside. I think I have appendicitis.
Katie and I diagnosed Summer with hemophelia. We're awesome like that.
What else...oh, funny little re-enactment to do here:
Mr. Phillips: is explaining about how states have certain controuls the government doesn't. So the Federal government has made marijuana posession illegal, but the cities regulate the penalty. And in Oxford, Ohio, where Miami University is, the college kids outnumbered the actual residents, and so they voted to make the fine for marijuana posession $5.
Class: Laughter
Mr. Phillips: Well, you might not think $5 is a lot, but it cost me 325 bucks in the first semester alone.
At that point we all just sort of stared blankly. Five minutes later, I suppose it sunk it, and we all burst out laughing.
anyway, I'll leave you with that wonderful thought about my government teacher. Who, by the way, Katie and I decided will probably form his own government "Philiparchy" where he is in controul, and no one does anything. It will be like anarchy with a purpose.
yo ho
yo ho
a (confused in gerneral) pirate's life for
~me
Wednesday, September 01, 2004
Is that What You Call a Get Away?
So today I made a fool of myself, as usual.
Firstly, though. Today was picture day. I hold no hope for this year's picture, as usual. I hate it- they like jerk your head around, and mess your carefully attended to hair, and then take it before you've had a chance to think about what's going on. I think they are trained in the art of making really nice pictures look horridly abominal. But, on the other hand, I did get to wear my outfit from bloomingdale's/urban outfitters in new york, so I was v. stylish feeling, and I did get several compliments on le ensamble throughout the day. So I did feel a bit special.
Also, I got a note in homeroom that said that sister mary pat desired to see me after PA's. I was like, shit shit shit. Until we figured out that it must have something to do with PACT, as it was all of us who had to proceed there. Turns out they gave us gift certificates to the bookstore as thanks for working over the summer- mine was for 50 bucks! So, once again, I felt special.
Special ed at lunch, though.
So I walked into the caf at eight (since I have my awesome four mod lunch today) and felt the overwhelming need to jump on a chair in order to serenade the table which I intended to sit at. (Katie, Tricia, Shannon, Lyla, and other various peoples) So my chair was at the end, and I went to jump on it and start singing My Chemical Romance to them, and yeah. My feet flew off the chair and I wiped out on my arse. Way to go, graceful one. The ENTIRE mod 8 population at Mags saw it, and they all openly laughed. Then again, I laughed, too. It was pretty fucking hilarious. I'll admit. I can laugh at my own stupidity. heh. heh.
Anyway, so also tonight we had a soccer potluck. Yeah, way to go mom- let's no show up until after the introductions, so that when my turn comes, I'm all like, "um, so my mom randomly decided not to come then..." yeah. Loser much?
Okay, so now, on to the random thoughts in my head. I had one just for you, today, Megan. Okay, so we'll make a perfume, and call it "Gay". Then, since it is inspired by Dan, we'll call it's full title "Gay by Dan". Then our slogan in all the magazines will be "Have you gotten Gay by Dan?" And when we're really awesome, we'll make a commercial, and it'll be two people talking and one will say, "Do you smell Gay?" and the other will reply, "Yes, do you want to smell Gay, too?" and the other will counter, "Show me Gay."
Rory will be our first test subject.
okay. I think the randomness has passed.
time to work on lit!
yo ho
yo ho
a (still and forever random) pirate's life for
~me
So today I made a fool of myself, as usual.
Firstly, though. Today was picture day. I hold no hope for this year's picture, as usual. I hate it- they like jerk your head around, and mess your carefully attended to hair, and then take it before you've had a chance to think about what's going on. I think they are trained in the art of making really nice pictures look horridly abominal. But, on the other hand, I did get to wear my outfit from bloomingdale's/urban outfitters in new york, so I was v. stylish feeling, and I did get several compliments on le ensamble throughout the day. So I did feel a bit special.
Also, I got a note in homeroom that said that sister mary pat desired to see me after PA's. I was like, shit shit shit. Until we figured out that it must have something to do with PACT, as it was all of us who had to proceed there. Turns out they gave us gift certificates to the bookstore as thanks for working over the summer- mine was for 50 bucks! So, once again, I felt special.
Special ed at lunch, though.
So I walked into the caf at eight (since I have my awesome four mod lunch today) and felt the overwhelming need to jump on a chair in order to serenade the table which I intended to sit at. (Katie, Tricia, Shannon, Lyla, and other various peoples) So my chair was at the end, and I went to jump on it and start singing My Chemical Romance to them, and yeah. My feet flew off the chair and I wiped out on my arse. Way to go, graceful one. The ENTIRE mod 8 population at Mags saw it, and they all openly laughed. Then again, I laughed, too. It was pretty fucking hilarious. I'll admit. I can laugh at my own stupidity. heh. heh.
Anyway, so also tonight we had a soccer potluck. Yeah, way to go mom- let's no show up until after the introductions, so that when my turn comes, I'm all like, "um, so my mom randomly decided not to come then..." yeah. Loser much?
Okay, so now, on to the random thoughts in my head. I had one just for you, today, Megan. Okay, so we'll make a perfume, and call it "Gay". Then, since it is inspired by Dan, we'll call it's full title "Gay by Dan". Then our slogan in all the magazines will be "Have you gotten Gay by Dan?" And when we're really awesome, we'll make a commercial, and it'll be two people talking and one will say, "Do you smell Gay?" and the other will reply, "Yes, do you want to smell Gay, too?" and the other will counter, "Show me Gay."
Rory will be our first test subject.
okay. I think the randomness has passed.
time to work on lit!
yo ho
yo ho
a (still and forever random) pirate's life for
~me
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
and drown all your fucking riddles down the throat of the sea.
It's time again to share with the world my life and it's ability to be random and unexpected.
Well, I didn't have to be at school until nine today, so I didn't even wake up until 8. It was nice, especilly talking in to account how I went to bed at 3 AM, after staying up doing homework. Not that I had to do any of that homework- au contraire! I'm now finished with a weeks worth of spansih and government, a day ahead in bio, and cought up in brit lit. It's true, I am amazing. Because of all that studious industrialism, I don't have too much homework tonight. I'm getting everything I can done with so that I can have the weekend to myself to fill with leisure as I do so desire. If none of my teachers give me a huge essay over the weekend or anything, I should be clear to go out this weekend without guilt! I'm kind of excited.
But you are not here to learn of how I am trying to break free from the binding shackles of school. You want to hear about how my day was kind of nice and unexpected.
So, like I said, I got to school late. It was odd- I felt like I was really late, as I got there nearly two hours after I am in the habit of arriving. I stopped at Walgreen's first, and picked up some pictures from New York that I dropped off about a week ago. Then I had to inform my mother to drop of my soccer bag for practice that night, as I had left it in her car.
Then I got to school and spent the day being amused by various things, including Mr. Phillips, who is SO SO SO random and wierd. I dunno, the day wasn't that interesting really (nor was it uninteresting- it was just a sort of medicore day) until Theo, when Corns was randomly like, "um, yeah- are you going to PACT sound training today?" and I was like, "practice, der" and she was like, "oh, I thought you didn't have it today" then we made fun of Tricia, and I sort of forgot about it, until I ran into Katie after brit lit (the class in which I must memorize things in olde english) and was like, "okay, random, cornielius thought we didn't have practice" and she said, "that's because we don't". So yeah, basically all those varsity losers didn't fax me the "no practice" memo, and (though she doesn't know) mother wasted her lunch hour for nothing.
So I went to sound training, and I was random, and it was fun.
Now I'm bored. Mother's trying to force feed me foods that are un-approved by Elizabeth, and I'm being stubborn and obstinate about refusing them. Elizabeht would be proud.
In the mean time, Megan and I are aparentally starting a government. This will be after we over throw Tricia's by stabbing her. (guns are outlawed) So if any hott people out there want to move to our anarchist government and help us procreate in order to continue our nation, kindly leave me a message some how, and we'll get back to you.
Your yak skin condom is optional.
yo ho
yo ho
a (random) pirate's life for
~me
It's time again to share with the world my life and it's ability to be random and unexpected.
Well, I didn't have to be at school until nine today, so I didn't even wake up until 8. It was nice, especilly talking in to account how I went to bed at 3 AM, after staying up doing homework. Not that I had to do any of that homework- au contraire! I'm now finished with a weeks worth of spansih and government, a day ahead in bio, and cought up in brit lit. It's true, I am amazing. Because of all that studious industrialism, I don't have too much homework tonight. I'm getting everything I can done with so that I can have the weekend to myself to fill with leisure as I do so desire. If none of my teachers give me a huge essay over the weekend or anything, I should be clear to go out this weekend without guilt! I'm kind of excited.
But you are not here to learn of how I am trying to break free from the binding shackles of school. You want to hear about how my day was kind of nice and unexpected.
So, like I said, I got to school late. It was odd- I felt like I was really late, as I got there nearly two hours after I am in the habit of arriving. I stopped at Walgreen's first, and picked up some pictures from New York that I dropped off about a week ago. Then I had to inform my mother to drop of my soccer bag for practice that night, as I had left it in her car.
Then I got to school and spent the day being amused by various things, including Mr. Phillips, who is SO SO SO random and wierd. I dunno, the day wasn't that interesting really (nor was it uninteresting- it was just a sort of medicore day) until Theo, when Corns was randomly like, "um, yeah- are you going to PACT sound training today?" and I was like, "practice, der" and she was like, "oh, I thought you didn't have it today" then we made fun of Tricia, and I sort of forgot about it, until I ran into Katie after brit lit (the class in which I must memorize things in olde english) and was like, "okay, random, cornielius thought we didn't have practice" and she said, "that's because we don't". So yeah, basically all those varsity losers didn't fax me the "no practice" memo, and (though she doesn't know) mother wasted her lunch hour for nothing.
So I went to sound training, and I was random, and it was fun.
Now I'm bored. Mother's trying to force feed me foods that are un-approved by Elizabeth, and I'm being stubborn and obstinate about refusing them. Elizabeht would be proud.
In the mean time, Megan and I are aparentally starting a government. This will be after we over throw Tricia's by stabbing her. (guns are outlawed) So if any hott people out there want to move to our anarchist government and help us procreate in order to continue our nation, kindly leave me a message some how, and we'll get back to you.
Your yak skin condom is optional.
yo ho
yo ho
a (random) pirate's life for
~me
Monday, August 30, 2004
From Such Great Heights
okay. Well. What's been going on?
Basically yesterday I spent the whole day doing homework. Not even joking. But I sort of worked ahead, so I'm kind of ahead now, though I would have been further if I had actually read David Copperfield over the summer. Unfortunately, I didn't.
When i woke up, I still had 350 pages to go. And do you want to know what? I finished it less than halfway through lunch. then I used my free mod, right before said class (brit lit) to review using the sparknotes, which were actually kind of advanatageous. Not that you could get along with only them, but still. Also, it was a bit humourus, as during the class, Doc Wilson was all, "so I heard..and I'm not using any specific names...but I heard that someone in this class still had 600 pages left to read on Friday," during which Lyla, Shannon, Tera, Chelsea, and other various members of the class looked at me, "and I also heard an aquaintance of said person actually thought that this person would manage to finish the book". And there was further looking at me, and a few pokes at that. Way to go in for the subtlety, my friends. Anyway, well, he totally knew it was me. So then what happened? Oh, yeah, I was the first one done with my test. hehehe. I love me. On occasions.
Anyway, besides that, my days are pretty much concerned with school and soccer. I had a game tonight against NDCL, and I played JV. Our team played so crappy it was unbelieveable. We couldn't pass, we couldn't controul, we couldn't do anything that made us look like a halfway decent team. And the score you ask? 9-0. We won. How pathetic. Varsity won, too. 4-1, with a hat trick by hennesy. Man that girl is awesome. And only a freshman, too. If only I were as motivated as her to succeed.
I suppose I best tuck in with the AP bio homework I have left. It's kind of a drag, so I haven't been real motivated to do it.
On the other hand, my free mod is first tomorrow, so I get to sleep in. But I don't get to talk to Megsie.
I should stop callng her that. It's odd and unnecessary.
yo ho
yo ho
a (school-out-after-three-days) pirate's life for
~me
okay. Well. What's been going on?
Basically yesterday I spent the whole day doing homework. Not even joking. But I sort of worked ahead, so I'm kind of ahead now, though I would have been further if I had actually read David Copperfield over the summer. Unfortunately, I didn't.
When i woke up, I still had 350 pages to go. And do you want to know what? I finished it less than halfway through lunch. then I used my free mod, right before said class (brit lit) to review using the sparknotes, which were actually kind of advanatageous. Not that you could get along with only them, but still. Also, it was a bit humourus, as during the class, Doc Wilson was all, "so I heard..and I'm not using any specific names...but I heard that someone in this class still had 600 pages left to read on Friday," during which Lyla, Shannon, Tera, Chelsea, and other various members of the class looked at me, "and I also heard an aquaintance of said person actually thought that this person would manage to finish the book". And there was further looking at me, and a few pokes at that. Way to go in for the subtlety, my friends. Anyway, well, he totally knew it was me. So then what happened? Oh, yeah, I was the first one done with my test. hehehe. I love me. On occasions.
Anyway, besides that, my days are pretty much concerned with school and soccer. I had a game tonight against NDCL, and I played JV. Our team played so crappy it was unbelieveable. We couldn't pass, we couldn't controul, we couldn't do anything that made us look like a halfway decent team. And the score you ask? 9-0. We won. How pathetic. Varsity won, too. 4-1, with a hat trick by hennesy. Man that girl is awesome. And only a freshman, too. If only I were as motivated as her to succeed.
I suppose I best tuck in with the AP bio homework I have left. It's kind of a drag, so I haven't been real motivated to do it.
On the other hand, my free mod is first tomorrow, so I get to sleep in. But I don't get to talk to Megsie.
I should stop callng her that. It's odd and unnecessary.
yo ho
yo ho
a (school-out-after-three-days) pirate's life for
~me
Sunday, August 29, 2004
The distance in your eyes
I hate homework. Here can be found my distraction and procrastination from it:
First best friend: Elizabeth and Amanda. Probably Elizabeth more, though. amanda and I weren't tight until like second grade, when we had the honour of filming to soccer friendlies
First car: 2002 toyota Camry, princess blue style
First date: movies. Long itme ago. Let's not trace back there.
First real kiss: well, if we really want to go back I think it would involve John fernbach and myself in kindergarten
First screen name: SBRY10
First self purchased album: most likely one of the NOWs, but I cannot remember for sure.
First funeral: John's grandpaFirst pet: koko, a lasa apsoFirst piercing: mis, um, ear-os?
First credit card: chase freedom card. Its so lovely and blue and filled with oodles of moolahFirst enemy: lauren henry?
First musician you remember hearing in your house: Gloria Estefan. ew. my dad has the worst taste in music
Lasts:
Last cigarette: seconhand count?
Last car ride: driving to shannon's last night
Last good cry: um.....sophomore dance, when mother was being stupid, and I got pissed at her
Last library book checked out: oh, god....prolly something on the sputnik!
Last movie seen: ummmmm........Harold and Kumar gp tp whitecastle, I think
Last beverage drank: water!
Last food consumed: I swear I'm not eating cookkie dough as I do this......don't tell elizabeth
Last phone call received: John ferny, actually. how random?
Last time showered:yesterday after futbol
Last shoes worn: ummm, possibly my addidas flip flops?
Last cd played: My Chemical Romance, in the car on the way home- but currently I am listening to Windows Media Player (Somebody Told Me)
Last item bought: ummmmmm, I'm cheap. But I'm getting a sandwhich from panera later tonight
Last annoyance: madre
Last disappointment: um. um. A lot of things. I can't really say here.
Last time wanting to die: hahaha, of embarrasment? pretty recently...for real and suicidal like? not since liek 6th grade.
Last shirt worn: my really old st. bernadette's basketball shirt.
Last website visited: shannon's bloge. that's where this is from.
Last word you said: "I haven't picked up the ten yet" money. from padre
Last song you sang: "I mutter those three dirty words for all those foolish boys to hear....hey now girl..."
Questions:
What is in your cd player? actually, my walkman has some awesome Matchbox 20 old school stuff in
What color socks are you wearing?: bare feet
What Color of underwear are you wearing?: allow meto check...blanco!
What's under your bed?: nothing! I swear! I cleaned it over the summer and it hasn't been dirtied yet
What time did you wake up today?: like 10:30- hey, it's my only day to sleep in, okay?
Currents:
Current mood: procrastinating some of my first homework of the year...what a good omen...
Current music: AFI is on, now.
Current taste: cookie dough...omg, I'm sick....
Current hair: ponytail, nice and frizzy because I didn't bother straightening it
Current clothes: black addidas shorts and that basketball shirt. my god, I'm such a magnifigirl right now.
Current annoyance: the cookie dough making me ill? possibly the fact I have 350 pages of david copperfield left, and the test is tomorrow.
Current longing: to have a snow day tomorrow? actually, there's something else, too. Which we're not talking about here.
Current desktop picture: the matrix :-D
Current book(s): yeah. David Copperfield. that's right.
Current color of toenails: there's still some pink on there from April.
Current hate(s): school, and it all goes back to something else we're not talking about.
One or the Other:
1. Black or white: black
2. Boxers or briefs: well, boxers come in way cooler patterns and such.
3. Coke or Pepsi: water.
4. Salt or pepper: pepper.
5. Sweet or sour: sweet- like, fruity sweet.
6. Vanilla or chocolate: twist?
7. Short or long: ... is that meant in a suggestive way?
8. Cheap or expensive: cheap. all the way. I bought like 30 million things at Target for 10 bucks. now, that was a steal!
9. Firm or soft: what the fuck? is that suggestive, too? or are we referring to like matresses?
10. Hot or cold: cold.
My favorite.....
1. Color is: orange!
2. Song is: there's so many of these, I cannot pick but one! I love Drops of Jupiter, always will. I also love Somebody told me, my entire my chemical romance CD, Anthem of our dying day, and there's always song five on Splinter by offspring.
3. Scent is: I like tommy girl. but my favourite is probably my really old bonnie bell perfume that actually is a gross smell for a perfume, but which makes me think of happy things.. I don't know, I just love it!
4. Alcoholic beverage is: virgin shirley temples on the rocks. haha.
5. Food is: ahhhhhhh. you want me to pick?
WISH I:
1. Drove: I don't know what they are, but there are these really pretty cars I've seen on the road recently. they are sportscars. they might be audis, I haven't checked.
2. Lived in: some form of a city. cleveland is not a city. it is the metropolitan centre of Ohio. that isn't saying much.
3. Worked at: a doctor's office as a shrink.
4. Could be like: I don't always like who I am, but I'm not sure who I want to be. I guess being able to talk to ghost like suze from the mediator would be cool.
5. Had: um. well. that's interesting, isn't it?
6. Hadn't: chosen soccer over dance, said some stuff, and... other things.
Okay. There you have it.
I have to runing. bye bye all you out there.
350 pages left. oh shit.
yo ho
yo ho
a (in trouble) pirate's life for
~me
I hate homework. Here can be found my distraction and procrastination from it:
First best friend: Elizabeth and Amanda. Probably Elizabeth more, though. amanda and I weren't tight until like second grade, when we had the honour of filming to soccer friendlies
First car: 2002 toyota Camry, princess blue style
First date: movies. Long itme ago. Let's not trace back there.
First real kiss: well, if we really want to go back I think it would involve John fernbach and myself in kindergarten
First screen name: SBRY10
First self purchased album: most likely one of the NOWs, but I cannot remember for sure.
First funeral: John's grandpaFirst pet: koko, a lasa apsoFirst piercing: mis, um, ear-os?
First credit card: chase freedom card. Its so lovely and blue and filled with oodles of moolahFirst enemy: lauren henry?
First musician you remember hearing in your house: Gloria Estefan. ew. my dad has the worst taste in music
Lasts:
Last cigarette: seconhand count?
Last car ride: driving to shannon's last night
Last good cry: um.....sophomore dance, when mother was being stupid, and I got pissed at her
Last library book checked out: oh, god....prolly something on the sputnik!
Last movie seen: ummmmm........Harold and Kumar gp tp whitecastle, I think
Last beverage drank: water!
Last food consumed: I swear I'm not eating cookkie dough as I do this......don't tell elizabeth
Last phone call received: John ferny, actually. how random?
Last time showered:yesterday after futbol
Last shoes worn: ummm, possibly my addidas flip flops?
Last cd played: My Chemical Romance, in the car on the way home- but currently I am listening to Windows Media Player (Somebody Told Me)
Last item bought: ummmmmm, I'm cheap. But I'm getting a sandwhich from panera later tonight
Last annoyance: madre
Last disappointment: um. um. A lot of things. I can't really say here.
Last time wanting to die: hahaha, of embarrasment? pretty recently...for real and suicidal like? not since liek 6th grade.
Last shirt worn: my really old st. bernadette's basketball shirt.
Last website visited: shannon's bloge. that's where this is from.
Last word you said: "I haven't picked up the ten yet" money. from padre
Last song you sang: "I mutter those three dirty words for all those foolish boys to hear....hey now girl..."
Questions:
What is in your cd player? actually, my walkman has some awesome Matchbox 20 old school stuff in
What color socks are you wearing?: bare feet
What Color of underwear are you wearing?: allow meto check...blanco!
What's under your bed?: nothing! I swear! I cleaned it over the summer and it hasn't been dirtied yet
What time did you wake up today?: like 10:30- hey, it's my only day to sleep in, okay?
Currents:
Current mood: procrastinating some of my first homework of the year...what a good omen...
Current music: AFI is on, now.
Current taste: cookie dough...omg, I'm sick....
Current hair: ponytail, nice and frizzy because I didn't bother straightening it
Current clothes: black addidas shorts and that basketball shirt. my god, I'm such a magnifigirl right now.
Current annoyance: the cookie dough making me ill? possibly the fact I have 350 pages of david copperfield left, and the test is tomorrow.
Current longing: to have a snow day tomorrow? actually, there's something else, too. Which we're not talking about here.
Current desktop picture: the matrix :-D
Current book(s): yeah. David Copperfield. that's right.
Current color of toenails: there's still some pink on there from April.
Current hate(s): school, and it all goes back to something else we're not talking about.
One or the Other:
1. Black or white: black
2. Boxers or briefs: well, boxers come in way cooler patterns and such.
3. Coke or Pepsi: water.
4. Salt or pepper: pepper.
5. Sweet or sour: sweet- like, fruity sweet.
6. Vanilla or chocolate: twist?
7. Short or long: ... is that meant in a suggestive way?
8. Cheap or expensive: cheap. all the way. I bought like 30 million things at Target for 10 bucks. now, that was a steal!
9. Firm or soft: what the fuck? is that suggestive, too? or are we referring to like matresses?
10. Hot or cold: cold.
My favorite.....
1. Color is: orange!
2. Song is: there's so many of these, I cannot pick but one! I love Drops of Jupiter, always will. I also love Somebody told me, my entire my chemical romance CD, Anthem of our dying day, and there's always song five on Splinter by offspring.
3. Scent is: I like tommy girl. but my favourite is probably my really old bonnie bell perfume that actually is a gross smell for a perfume, but which makes me think of happy things.. I don't know, I just love it!
4. Alcoholic beverage is: virgin shirley temples on the rocks. haha.
5. Food is: ahhhhhhh. you want me to pick?
WISH I:
1. Drove: I don't know what they are, but there are these really pretty cars I've seen on the road recently. they are sportscars. they might be audis, I haven't checked.
2. Lived in: some form of a city. cleveland is not a city. it is the metropolitan centre of Ohio. that isn't saying much.
3. Worked at: a doctor's office as a shrink.
4. Could be like: I don't always like who I am, but I'm not sure who I want to be. I guess being able to talk to ghost like suze from the mediator would be cool.
5. Had: um. well. that's interesting, isn't it?
6. Hadn't: chosen soccer over dance, said some stuff, and... other things.
Okay. There you have it.
I have to runing. bye bye all you out there.
350 pages left. oh shit.
yo ho
yo ho
a (in trouble) pirate's life for
~me