Guh.
Loooong time no journal entry. e.e; Ahwell. Procrastination is my art. Anyway.
Not much has really happened. At all. Homework. School. Karate. Friends. Basically it.
Well, I had to stay home today. Not too bad, right? Wrong. If I don't go to school, Father Dearest won't let me go to karate.
...
Whore.
Anywhos. I still have yet to reply to Colin (boy from karate class; tall *damn him*, glasses, cute, strokes non-existant beard when thinking), whom has actually replied to me. (I sent him two emails. Was seriously considering sending him a third.) Well, Colin's email was amusing, par usual. Oh, yea, and he asked me out a 'lil while ago. I suggested skating. I doubte we should in this weather. Mind, there's always an indoor rink, right? Cha.
Yesterday a friends called. (I was much worse yesterday. Snivvling *Snivilus!* and gurgling. With quite the headache. x.x ) Well, anyway, apparently I said something to upset her. She phoned me about 45 minutes later, sounding close to tears, saying how she had just realised that I had said something really really hurtful. Was very close to telling her to give me another hour, so I could realise it too. Turns out I just said a passing comment about how she's self-sacraficing and, though it slipped past me, it was said in a very mean fashion. *shrugs* I don't know, either. Well, anyway. I just need to keep a mental note to watch what I say to said friend.
So, yea. Saterday karate classes.
They're...more than hard. They are...just...incredable. Nay, not incredable, simply impossible to describe. When we run, we run carrying weights. (Five pounds each hand, but still!) And just...guh. It's...insane. My right hand was so swollen sunday that it hurt to move my fringers.*grins widely*And I have a big bruise on each thigh. Woot.
Me <----Masochist (Or however you speelez itsh)
Watched Interview with the Vampire today. Wanted to shove Brad Pitt's face into Antonio's. So close.*sighs*...
*cough*
[/idiotic fangirl fantasies]
Well, bye y'all! *titter*
*coughs*
I mean, sod off, you lousy bunch o' maggots.
(Nimms:
so whats new?
Me:
Nothing much. e.e
Nimms:
really?
Me:
No, I'm lying to you.
Nimms:
that sounds interesting
Me:
I saved the world.
Then killed George W. and replaced him with a clone under my control.)
Not much has really happened. At all. Homework. School. Karate. Friends. Basically it.
Well, I had to stay home today. Not too bad, right? Wrong. If I don't go to school, Father Dearest won't let me go to karate.
...
Whore.
Anywhos. I still have yet to reply to Colin (boy from karate class; tall *damn him*, glasses, cute, strokes non-existant beard when thinking), whom has actually replied to me. (I sent him two emails. Was seriously considering sending him a third.) Well, Colin's email was amusing, par usual. Oh, yea, and he asked me out a 'lil while ago. I suggested skating. I doubte we should in this weather. Mind, there's always an indoor rink, right? Cha.
Yesterday a friends called. (I was much worse yesterday. Snivvling *Snivilus!* and gurgling. With quite the headache. x.x ) Well, anyway, apparently I said something to upset her. She phoned me about 45 minutes later, sounding close to tears, saying how she had just realised that I had said something really really hurtful. Was very close to telling her to give me another hour, so I could realise it too. Turns out I just said a passing comment about how she's self-sacraficing and, though it slipped past me, it was said in a very mean fashion. *shrugs* I don't know, either. Well, anyway. I just need to keep a mental note to watch what I say to said friend.
So, yea. Saterday karate classes.
They're...more than hard. They are...just...incredable. Nay, not incredable, simply impossible to describe. When we run, we run carrying weights. (Five pounds each hand, but still!) And just...guh. It's...insane. My right hand was so swollen sunday that it hurt to move my fringers.*grins widely*And I have a big bruise on each thigh. Woot.
Me <----Masochist (Or however you speelez itsh)
Watched Interview with the Vampire today. Wanted to shove Brad Pitt's face into Antonio's. So close.*sighs*...
*cough*
[/idiotic fangirl fantasies]
Well, bye y'all! *titter*
*coughs*
I mean, sod off, you lousy bunch o' maggots.
(Nimms:
so whats new?
Me:
Nothing much. e.e
Nimms:
really?
Me:
No, I'm lying to you.
Nimms:
that sounds interesting
Me:
I saved the world.
Then killed George W. and replaced him with a clone under my control.)