Stuff...
I'm so confusing myself with my emotions and feelings on people. I'm usually not attracted to people I know will never like me, because they're not that way or they just don't, and I'm wildly in love with two people. One knows, the other has no idea. I need some outlet for my sexual frustration, then I may feel a bit better. haha... Its late, I destroyed my toe tonight, banging it against my bed. Then I was walking across my stuff on Elizabeth's floor and I stepped on my cushy pillow which is rather slippery, and fell on my ass. It was really really funny.
Carrie (to table): Look at Deisha's nasy-ass quiche!
Deisha (directed at Carrie (Note: Deisha is Asian)): This is more than nasty-ass, this delicious-ass.
::TABLE CRACKS UP::
Elizabeth: WHY DO YOU WANT ME TO SLEEP IN YOUR BED TONIGHT?!?!?!?!
Lauren: NO I WILL NOT DO THAT FOR A DOLLAR!!!!! ...maybe two
Elizabeth: TAKE YOUR CRACK OUTTA MY ROOM!!!!!
Lauren: OKAY, ELIZABETH, YOU NEED TO STOP WASHING YOUR BONG OUT IN OUR SINK!
Elizabeth: LAUREN THIS ALCOHOL NEEDS TO GO!
Lauren: NO YOU CAN'T GROW SHROOMS IN MY ROOM!
Elizabeth: LAUREN, YOU'RE NOT DUE IN MY MASSAGE PARLOR FOR ANOTHER TWO DAYS.
Lauren: GET THAT THING OUT OF MY FACE!
Elizabeth: FUCK ME NOW!
Lauren: THE POT, NEEDS TO BE STORED SOMEWHERE ELSE, BECAUSE THE ANTS ARE RUNNING OFF WITH IT AND LIVIN LA VIDA LOCA WITH OUR STUFF.
Elizabeth and I were being totally random tonight, it was quite humorous. I have a lesson tomorrow, and I'm supposed to have eight minutes worth of music memorized (HA). Its chilly here, which is really cool (no pun intended). This morning it was 40, which is about as cold as Hilton Head gets. FUN STUFF. I've begun to work out regularly now, which has brought my stress level down some. I got my listening journals done for music history, I feel prepared for the test (I guess), and my other classes are okay. I've been looking at a lot of college stuff, because I want to get all that repetoire ready. Curtis would be so awesome to go to. My entrance to the school is laughable, but still, very cool school. Parents would be estatic that everything would be paid for, as they're pissed off enough that they have to get me a new vioin (They knew they would have to do it sometime, right?). I honestly feel as if I need to sleep, I'm worried about people falling behind in classes and I shouldn't even worry about them in general, its really not any of my business. I think Dr. Edwards is a bit unfair. I felt Mrs. Mauney made us all work on some core things, and got to do the other stuff. Dr. Edwards is giving everyone different core things, not even letting people work on pieces (some of these people are seniors), which is ridiculous. She's not letting me do vocal all-state, which pisses me off even more... RAWR. Well, I really must be sleeping, I need to prepare my place on the floor over here, all cozy. At least tonight its warm in here.
Lauren
Carrie (to table): Look at Deisha's nasy-ass quiche!
Deisha (directed at Carrie (Note: Deisha is Asian)): This is more than nasty-ass, this delicious-ass.
::TABLE CRACKS UP::
Elizabeth: WHY DO YOU WANT ME TO SLEEP IN YOUR BED TONIGHT?!?!?!?!
Lauren: NO I WILL NOT DO THAT FOR A DOLLAR!!!!! ...maybe two
Elizabeth: TAKE YOUR CRACK OUTTA MY ROOM!!!!!
Lauren: OKAY, ELIZABETH, YOU NEED TO STOP WASHING YOUR BONG OUT IN OUR SINK!
Elizabeth: LAUREN THIS ALCOHOL NEEDS TO GO!
Lauren: NO YOU CAN'T GROW SHROOMS IN MY ROOM!
Elizabeth: LAUREN, YOU'RE NOT DUE IN MY MASSAGE PARLOR FOR ANOTHER TWO DAYS.
Lauren: GET THAT THING OUT OF MY FACE!
Elizabeth: FUCK ME NOW!
Lauren: THE POT, NEEDS TO BE STORED SOMEWHERE ELSE, BECAUSE THE ANTS ARE RUNNING OFF WITH IT AND LIVIN LA VIDA LOCA WITH OUR STUFF.
Elizabeth and I were being totally random tonight, it was quite humorous. I have a lesson tomorrow, and I'm supposed to have eight minutes worth of music memorized (HA). Its chilly here, which is really cool (no pun intended). This morning it was 40, which is about as cold as Hilton Head gets. FUN STUFF. I've begun to work out regularly now, which has brought my stress level down some. I got my listening journals done for music history, I feel prepared for the test (I guess), and my other classes are okay. I've been looking at a lot of college stuff, because I want to get all that repetoire ready. Curtis would be so awesome to go to. My entrance to the school is laughable, but still, very cool school. Parents would be estatic that everything would be paid for, as they're pissed off enough that they have to get me a new vioin (They knew they would have to do it sometime, right?). I honestly feel as if I need to sleep, I'm worried about people falling behind in classes and I shouldn't even worry about them in general, its really not any of my business. I think Dr. Edwards is a bit unfair. I felt Mrs. Mauney made us all work on some core things, and got to do the other stuff. Dr. Edwards is giving everyone different core things, not even letting people work on pieces (some of these people are seniors), which is ridiculous. She's not letting me do vocal all-state, which pisses me off even more... RAWR. Well, I really must be sleeping, I need to prepare my place on the floor over here, all cozy. At least tonight its warm in here.
Lauren