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I am so scazzafrazzed. It is my new word, which if partly the word 'frazzled' combined with the tree name 'sassafrass'. Together, the two of them create the word 'Scazzafrazz' what can be defined as: 'Completely and utterly scatterbrained, confused, and forgetful about anything and everything.' Which can basically be summed up into all that is me.
I keep having dreams. And they aren't normal dreams. They are normal dreams (which are always abnormal) that have been twisted into horrible, ugly thoughts that my inner mind must be having while I'm asleep. Sometimes I wonder if maybe I'm actually going mad. And the madness is started inside my subconsious and growing until one day it will explode from my subconsious and flow into my consious. And at that exact moment I will explode into random babbling, excessive drooling, and a disturbing enjoyment of turtles.
*cough* That may have come off as sexual. Really, I just meant that I will be enthraled by them.
Anyway. Enough blah blah-ing from me.
But wait. No. I have to get out how angry I am at Kari.
So, I walk up to her as she's standing by her locker with a) her cousin and b) the guy she supposedly hates because he lied about his entire life. And I'm all "Oh, hey Kari. What are you doing for lunch?" And she's all '*in stupid preppy voice* Oh, me and Jaaake and like, my cousin April are all, like, going to the riverrrr. But, like, you can't come. Sorry, hun."
And I'm all "wtf?" Because she's going to hang out with her annoying cousin and this guy that she has (very loudly) told me she despises with every ounce of life within her tiny body - she is ACTUALLY ditching me for them?
So I turn away and I say "Okay, well. I'm just gonna go now."
And then, she says it again! "Sorry hun!"
And I turn around and I'm like. "Don't apologize for something that you obviously aren't sorry for." And then I walk over to Claire who is standing by her locker (and who I actually was planning on hanging out with). And then Kari yells it again, as she's clinging to Jake's arm: "Sorry, hun!"
And swear to everyone who is reading this, that if she calls me "hun" one more time when she very well knows that I am pissed at her, I'm going to smack her. I will. I honestly will.
And I might be seeming kind of stupid right now, I know I probably am. But I honestly can't stand how she says one thing and does another. She says she hates Jake, and then she's going to hang out with him. She says she's quit smoking and then she walks away to light a cigarette. She says this. She does that. And I guess all the tension has finally built up and has exploded.
So basically, I'm not talking to her.
And yes. Enough ranting from me. No more. I'm done.
I keep having dreams. And they aren't normal dreams. They are normal dreams (which are always abnormal) that have been twisted into horrible, ugly thoughts that my inner mind must be having while I'm asleep. Sometimes I wonder if maybe I'm actually going mad. And the madness is started inside my subconsious and growing until one day it will explode from my subconsious and flow into my consious. And at that exact moment I will explode into random babbling, excessive drooling, and a disturbing enjoyment of turtles.
*cough* That may have come off as sexual. Really, I just meant that I will be enthraled by them.
Anyway. Enough blah blah-ing from me.
But wait. No. I have to get out how angry I am at Kari.
So, I walk up to her as she's standing by her locker with a) her cousin and b) the guy she supposedly hates because he lied about his entire life. And I'm all "Oh, hey Kari. What are you doing for lunch?" And she's all '*in stupid preppy voice* Oh, me and Jaaake and like, my cousin April are all, like, going to the riverrrr. But, like, you can't come. Sorry, hun."
And I'm all "wtf?" Because she's going to hang out with her annoying cousin and this guy that she has (very loudly) told me she despises with every ounce of life within her tiny body - she is ACTUALLY ditching me for them?
So I turn away and I say "Okay, well. I'm just gonna go now."
And then, she says it again! "Sorry hun!"
And I turn around and I'm like. "Don't apologize for something that you obviously aren't sorry for." And then I walk over to Claire who is standing by her locker (and who I actually was planning on hanging out with). And then Kari yells it again, as she's clinging to Jake's arm: "Sorry, hun!"
And swear to everyone who is reading this, that if she calls me "hun" one more time when she very well knows that I am pissed at her, I'm going to smack her. I will. I honestly will.
And I might be seeming kind of stupid right now, I know I probably am. But I honestly can't stand how she says one thing and does another. She says she hates Jake, and then she's going to hang out with him. She says she's quit smoking and then she walks away to light a cigarette. She says this. She does that. And I guess all the tension has finally built up and has exploded.
So basically, I'm not talking to her.
And yes. Enough ranting from me. No more. I'm done.