Omletes, hoes!!
Sit tight, I'm gonna need to keep time
Come on, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me
Good, good now we're making some progress
Come on, just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat
Now that I know for 100% positivity the last entry was read by the intended eyes (and many others who it was not written for, but wanted to read it anyway), I can go ahead and update. Yay for updates! And speaking of updates, a certain little miss thang in a certain Southern state needs to update. Because she's been talking about it for a while, and still hasn't done it. So there. She'll get around to it... eventually.
Looked at my prom dress yesterday. Yes, my prom dress. Consensus says it'd look great on me, and the price is within reasonable range, so *confetti!* Hairstyle's picked out, I'm gonna get measured by a delectable little seczay minx (formerly known as Kayla, heeheehee), then all I have to do is shoes and a little last minute touch ups. I'm in order now, but by the time everything rolls around, I'm going to have procrastionated to the point where I'm rushing around. Enh. SOMEONE (no names *coughchokegagrenwheezetittertitter*) needs to stop spending their money so they can AFFORD to come up here. ... And I should probably start saving for that occasion as well. Meh, I would if I had a job... which I've been meaning to look into. But, sadly enough, I haven't. Meh. Volunteer work... at some point. That's what I really wanna do. Doesn't matter if I don't get cash. I get something more valuable: self-esteem and that warm fuzzy feeling that only comes from doing a greater good I get to smell like horsies!!!! Yes, because we all know that smelling like horsies is the best reward ever. (There was no sarcasm there, I really do like the way horses smell. Call me weird, I don't care.)
Corpse Bride Friday. I was estatic, though the two energy drinks that day may have had something to do with it. It wasn't as long as I thought it would be, but Tim Burton movies are never really long enough. Nothing good can last forever, sadly. Next movie I want to see: Brokeback Moutain. Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhal (who isn't as hot as Jared Leto, but that's okay... YOU LIED TO ME!!!) as cowboys. Who could ask for more? Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest with Ren as per tradition if everything goes according to plan (but of course it never does, so this requires careful planning.) Recently discovered that Cameros are famous for looking good, not their spacious interior. But hey, it's all good. It was still a nice car ride, and even though Spencer didn't succeede in strangling me with the headphones (butt...) he still enjoyed my company. He's still young. He'll learn later that women are essential to life. Unless he turns out to be gay, in which case kitty will be evil and all he'll need in life is... a nice pair of pants. Yeah. We'll go with that.
What may seem like one of the worst days of your life may not be as bad as you think (even if you're not allowed to join a club...*snarfle* I still don't know if I should be insulted about that or not.) Lap dances are always good, and now Stevie's going to take me to a strip club next year (... yeah) and ...Lost Energy Drinks are one of the best ideas ever. It's always nice hearing that you look good, even if you happen to look like shit that day. But hey, as long as someone likes it, I guess. Panic! at the Disco are my new craze (mainly this song, I've become addicted... it's like crack-candy for the ears seeping through the speakers.) Thanks goes to Brendon for putting me on this kick. But hey, this song is AWESOME. Hope you're enjoying it, Ren!!!
Time has come to move along. September may end, and it may not. Either way, life doesn't wait around for everyone. So, yes, moving on is always something else. 1 more year in North Carolina, and I feel like I should be making the most of it. I dunno. Yeah, it would be a good idea. I'm really estatic about senior year prom. It's going to be all NEON and SHINY and GLOWING and PIMPIN'!!! But that'll have to wait. And, until then, May. And KISS ME GOOD-BYE, I'M DEFYING GRAVITY!!! Lots of fun, and swag if I can get the money for it. I'm very much looking forward to it. Fingers crossed, and I promise I'll leave my aggressions at home.
17 coming up real soon. I wanna do something for it this year, since it's been neglected in the past few years. No band competitions this year, no waiting around for boyfriends, no promise rings. Just a few friends, maybe, and a night out. That's what I'd really like. There's more -- only one thing more, really -- but there's very slim possibilities -- which are zip to none -- that I could get that thing with a clear conscience, so yeah, a night out and friends will be the best thing ever. Gituar lessons also, and NO, I won't get callouses. Doesn't matter if I do, anyway. The previously agreed upon arrangement isn't working. You still haven't come through with your end of the bargain.
I had more to say than I thought I did. It's like once I got started, it just flowed along. That happens sometimes, I suppose. Either way, fanfic now if I can -- though I'll probably have something come up to where I won't be able to. Or I'll just get lazy and want to go back to bed. Meh. Maybe Kathleen will e-mail me. Who knows.
OH, AND EMMI!!! WORD OF ADVICE: When you're doing a long update, type it in A WORD DOCUMENT first, THEN put it on LiveJournal. That way, AOL can't eat it when it decides to kick you off!! Just thought I'd let you know about that!