SIIIIGHs and shameless self-advertising and BUNNIES!!!!!!...or, you know, not...
I have entered the time, once again, of writing papers for my stupid english class. At least, AT LEAST, this is the last one, so AMEN HALLELUJAH PRAISE THE LORT to that. And this semester it's only one paper. Thank fuck for that. But I think writing 3 different ones may have been easier, simply because I didn't have to think about them too hard or for too long. And coming up with a topic was pretty flimsy at best. THIS stupid paper, though, geez, I don't even know what I'm going to be writing about and I'm supposed to pull out four pages out of my ass. Yeah, that's totally going to happen.
Sigh, it probably will too.
Anyway, on to more interesting things....>.> maybe not...
I made a twitter....I know, what the heck. I totally did it to stalk suits, cuz I'm kinda going into the fanatic side of the spectrum...BUT that's okay! because no one will ever know! (I feel a lil like Helga and her Arnold shrine>.> I think I need a lil help...) SO if anyone wants to....I don't even know...whatever, stalk me I guess? (not that I'm interesting or anything....or that I even tweet...cuz I don't) my thingy thing thing is @lizzle_anne...you know...if you're curious....>.>
I had some idea for Suits...But..psh yeah right if I remember them NOW. This is what happens when I don't bother to just write my ideas out, I forget.
Gah, I'm so AD...S! right now it isn't even funny. Ugggggh....and I gotta shower before 10 cuz if I don't then I'm going to SMELL for the rest of the night because these evil humans are turning off the water in oh...an hour....YAY....-_-
I just want to READ. Is that so bad? Really? Cuz this is horrible.
I'm actually kind of hungry right now. Mac 'n' cheese doesn't sound so bad right now. Or maybe some top ramen....OOOH top ramen...I want....But all I have are Doritos. And math homework. And a paper. And another paper that requires a book I don't own. Sigh. School. Please put me out of my misery. But at least I have that Lipton tea thing that's like my savior.
But then I feel bad complaining because I'm really not doing much...at all. >.>
OOOOOH MY GOSH!!!! Okay, so this happened last Friday (I know, what the heck, why didn't I just post this then?!):
I was minding my own business, ignoring the librarian and trying to avoid my teacher, so that the misery that is being selected would not happen to me (because, as I said above...I think, I don't actually have a full topic yet). I was quite successful on that front. But then Kenny, this guy in my class that's super tall and has pretty eyes, asked me if I was dating Steven (a poop face that is made of poop). Naturally, my reaction (after asking him to repeat himself like 60 times...yeah I'm like deaf, I swear) is to turn BEAT red. Dropping tomato sauce all over myself would've probably been a lil more subtle. Anyway, I keep my composure and tell him no (read: look at him like he's batshit and shake my head furiously). But THEN he asks me if I'm in love with him with this SMIRK. And OH MY GOD. I have NEVER gotten so red as that. I could feel my SHOULDERS burning. THAT'S how red I got. It was a bloody mutiny (pun intended)! So yeah, any chances at saving face, AT ALL, were oh so conveniently thrown out the window (yup, I waved goodbye to any sense of dignity I could ever even DREAM of saving...I mean, can you imagine how everyone was probably listening in? GUH shoot me, please!). So I tried anything to save myself. I told him I've known Steven for forever...and I have, I mean 5 years is a really long time...and I told him that that's just gross, because, really? Steven? REALLY? I'm kind of insulted he doesn't think I have better taste than that. But MAN. MAN. I don't even know what to do with myself after that! Do I want to have his other spawns?! Yeah...NO, thank you (I mean, JJ's adorable, but that's just straight up Raechelle right there).
And you wanna know what started this? I was scratching Steven's head/playing with his hair. Now, if you don't know me, yeah I guess how he'd think I had...special feelings...for him (guh, I think I just threw up a lil in my mouth). But seriously...if I know you well enough to completely relax around you, and I know you don't mind it, I will be ALL OVER your head. Playing with hair/scratching backs is JUST MY THING. It's how I get over my touch starved-ness. Because goodness knows I never touch anyone any other way. And people need to touch, ya' know?
HAHA, But Saturday, there was FEJA at my high school and my brother, Steven, my ex, his cousin, and my bro's two best friends all played together while I played with Steven's sister's hair. I kinda wanted to shove it in his face, be like SEE it's not friggin' love! I know him too well to love him! (but I find that argument moot because well, love is knowing someone really well, isn't it?) SO yeah. I'm kinda (still) weirded out by the whole thing...and kinda freaking out because...now what? If I can't play with people's hair how am I supposed to cope? I mean...that's my de-stresser right there. (Man I miss Logan and his awesome hair).
SIIIGH. I feel kinda lost >.>
ANYWAYS I'm gunna go chower cuz they're cutting off our life source in yeah...an hr...so...I'll be back because by the time I'm done I'll probably be totally distracted again...SO! UNTIL AFTER I AM CLEANSED!
Sigh, it probably will too.
Anyway, on to more interesting things....>.> maybe not...
I made a twitter....I know, what the heck. I totally did it to stalk suits, cuz I'm kinda going into the fanatic side of the spectrum...BUT that's okay! because no one will ever know! (I feel a lil like Helga and her Arnold shrine>.> I think I need a lil help...) SO if anyone wants to....I don't even know...whatever, stalk me I guess? (not that I'm interesting or anything....or that I even tweet...cuz I don't) my thingy thing thing is @lizzle_anne...you know...if you're curious....>.>
I had some idea for Suits...But..psh yeah right if I remember them NOW. This is what happens when I don't bother to just write my ideas out, I forget.
Gah, I'm so AD...S! right now it isn't even funny. Ugggggh....and I gotta shower before 10 cuz if I don't then I'm going to SMELL for the rest of the night because these evil humans are turning off the water in oh...an hour....YAY....-_-
I just want to READ. Is that so bad? Really? Cuz this is horrible.
I'm actually kind of hungry right now. Mac 'n' cheese doesn't sound so bad right now. Or maybe some top ramen....OOOH top ramen...I want....But all I have are Doritos. And math homework. And a paper. And another paper that requires a book I don't own. Sigh. School. Please put me out of my misery. But at least I have that Lipton tea thing that's like my savior.
But then I feel bad complaining because I'm really not doing much...at all. >.>
OOOOOH MY GOSH!!!! Okay, so this happened last Friday (I know, what the heck, why didn't I just post this then?!):
I was minding my own business, ignoring the librarian and trying to avoid my teacher, so that the misery that is being selected would not happen to me (because, as I said above...I think, I don't actually have a full topic yet). I was quite successful on that front. But then Kenny, this guy in my class that's super tall and has pretty eyes, asked me if I was dating Steven (a poop face that is made of poop). Naturally, my reaction (after asking him to repeat himself like 60 times...yeah I'm like deaf, I swear) is to turn BEAT red. Dropping tomato sauce all over myself would've probably been a lil more subtle. Anyway, I keep my composure and tell him no (read: look at him like he's batshit and shake my head furiously). But THEN he asks me if I'm in love with him with this SMIRK. And OH MY GOD. I have NEVER gotten so red as that. I could feel my SHOULDERS burning. THAT'S how red I got. It was a bloody mutiny (pun intended)! So yeah, any chances at saving face, AT ALL, were oh so conveniently thrown out the window (yup, I waved goodbye to any sense of dignity I could ever even DREAM of saving...I mean, can you imagine how everyone was probably listening in? GUH shoot me, please!). So I tried anything to save myself. I told him I've known Steven for forever...and I have, I mean 5 years is a really long time...and I told him that that's just gross, because, really? Steven? REALLY? I'm kind of insulted he doesn't think I have better taste than that. But MAN. MAN. I don't even know what to do with myself after that! Do I want to have his other spawns?! Yeah...NO, thank you (I mean, JJ's adorable, but that's just straight up Raechelle right there).
And you wanna know what started this? I was scratching Steven's head/playing with his hair. Now, if you don't know me, yeah I guess how he'd think I had...special feelings...for him (guh, I think I just threw up a lil in my mouth). But seriously...if I know you well enough to completely relax around you, and I know you don't mind it, I will be ALL OVER your head. Playing with hair/scratching backs is JUST MY THING. It's how I get over my touch starved-ness. Because goodness knows I never touch anyone any other way. And people need to touch, ya' know?
HAHA, But Saturday, there was FEJA at my high school and my brother, Steven, my ex, his cousin, and my bro's two best friends all played together while I played with Steven's sister's hair. I kinda wanted to shove it in his face, be like SEE it's not friggin' love! I know him too well to love him! (but I find that argument moot because well, love is knowing someone really well, isn't it?) SO yeah. I'm kinda (still) weirded out by the whole thing...and kinda freaking out because...now what? If I can't play with people's hair how am I supposed to cope? I mean...that's my de-stresser right there. (Man I miss Logan and his awesome hair).
SIIIGH. I feel kinda lost >.>
ANYWAYS I'm gunna go chower cuz they're cutting off our life source in yeah...an hr...so...I'll be back because by the time I'm done I'll probably be totally distracted again...SO! UNTIL AFTER I AM CLEANSED!