stupid boys...
tara, i opt for the a-sexual. big whore is just as gross a thought as vagina.
today was irritating. i woke up with a headache. i also didn't eat all day so that didn't help too much. i didn't do much of anything until i went to my class and we listened to midterm projects. there were a couple amazing ones. this one in particular, tom's, was pretty awesome. he's hella bold. he played one of the tracks in last nights class in front of a bunch of rappers and close-minded people. i think he was high so he didn't really care, but still. i'd be pretty scared. he said, "its nothing like what you guys did, but i like it. enjoy!" i respected him for that. then tonight, he played a track that i instantly wanted to put some of my lyrics to. (did i mention i wrote my first pop-punk song?! guess what its called? "my first pop-punk song lmao") i pulled them out and started humming them to his instrumental and i was like, WE SHOULD COLLABORATE. NOW. i wonder if he'd be down.
my teacher was like, "all you need is vocals and i think you'd be set." and tom was saying how he couldn't sing and asked if anyone could. i could literally SEE the lightbulb light up above my head lol i can't sing, but i have the words to be said! anyway, i was about to say i had lyrics, but then kyle said, "well, you can get someone who's cute with no talent and you'd be fine." kyle is this one kid in the class who's jealous of me because i have gone to disneyland a lot lately. whatever. then, everyone started talking about how you don't need talent these days, you just have to be cute. then they pointed out the little japanese girl in the class and asked her if she sung. lol i was like WOW i am really in a class where i'm one of two girls in the whole class. ugh. get me out of here! i already felt like crap, but that just added to it.
i came home, cleaned hell of much, ordered pizza, and sat down to watch american idol. it was taping downstairs, and i saw the hall of fame inductions on so i watched that for a while. blondie fuckin rocked. like really a lot. lol
the migraines still persist. i am writing a letter to my workman's comp rep, but i don't know how to tell him so he will listen. "fucking help me or i'm gonna die" might work.
i have been writing a lot recently. not journal entry types, but poetry.
i just thought about it. i should record right now. i'm gonna go try and lay down my punk song on guitar. lol
\m/ is that the right symbol? whatever. rock on.
ps i'm getting a haircut and after that, i'm losin weight bitches.
today was irritating. i woke up with a headache. i also didn't eat all day so that didn't help too much. i didn't do much of anything until i went to my class and we listened to midterm projects. there were a couple amazing ones. this one in particular, tom's, was pretty awesome. he's hella bold. he played one of the tracks in last nights class in front of a bunch of rappers and close-minded people. i think he was high so he didn't really care, but still. i'd be pretty scared. he said, "its nothing like what you guys did, but i like it. enjoy!" i respected him for that. then tonight, he played a track that i instantly wanted to put some of my lyrics to. (did i mention i wrote my first pop-punk song?! guess what its called? "my first pop-punk song lmao") i pulled them out and started humming them to his instrumental and i was like, WE SHOULD COLLABORATE. NOW. i wonder if he'd be down.
my teacher was like, "all you need is vocals and i think you'd be set." and tom was saying how he couldn't sing and asked if anyone could. i could literally SEE the lightbulb light up above my head lol i can't sing, but i have the words to be said! anyway, i was about to say i had lyrics, but then kyle said, "well, you can get someone who's cute with no talent and you'd be fine." kyle is this one kid in the class who's jealous of me because i have gone to disneyland a lot lately. whatever. then, everyone started talking about how you don't need talent these days, you just have to be cute. then they pointed out the little japanese girl in the class and asked her if she sung. lol i was like WOW i am really in a class where i'm one of two girls in the whole class. ugh. get me out of here! i already felt like crap, but that just added to it.
i came home, cleaned hell of much, ordered pizza, and sat down to watch american idol. it was taping downstairs, and i saw the hall of fame inductions on so i watched that for a while. blondie fuckin rocked. like really a lot. lol
the migraines still persist. i am writing a letter to my workman's comp rep, but i don't know how to tell him so he will listen. "fucking help me or i'm gonna die" might work.
i have been writing a lot recently. not journal entry types, but poetry.
i just thought about it. i should record right now. i'm gonna go try and lay down my punk song on guitar. lol
\m/ is that the right symbol? whatever. rock on.
ps i'm getting a haircut and after that, i'm losin weight bitches.