Forget reality, waking up is hard to do.
Wassup. God, for the past 3 hours I've been wanting to use that phrase, but the last time I greeted someone they were in the hospital and I was writing a "get well" card, so it was absolutely innapropiate.
My week was prety awesome. I got back a bunch of tests that I aced, and did a bunch of fun shit. Saw Fight Club again, for that is the best movie EVER, even though slashing it makes my head hurt. Liam and I went skating Friday, and I only fell once. Woot. I realized I have a flaming crush on the guy who sits next to me 3rd block. Argh. I once again noticed that I have the biggest asshole for a friend, Jeremy, for I wish to "cut out his eyes with a ballad-makers pen, string him up on a brothel house and call him blind cupid, and shoot at him, and the one who hits him let him be clapp'd on the shoulder and call'd Adam." That's the only Shakespeare quote I remember from my late night studies last year, so I feel like crying. Sum 41 is coming to concert at this theater, that's so close and respected that my brother's graduation was held there. So maybe my dad'll let me go. Eech, my sis told me about it, and she wrote in her lj that I screamed in her ear for ten minutes when I found out. Liar, it was more like 15 minutes.
I got into this huge conversation during chem with the person who sits across from me, and we're pretty good friends. But it was this huge debate on the exitence of god. And she's a pretty smart girl, but I was whooping her ass, and we all knew it. Kris, who sits across from me, trying to calm us down (Im agnostic when it comes to god, but the other girl is so religious...)told this short anecdote from when I beat her father in a mini political debate. What can I say, debate isn't just an extracurricular club for me, it's a way of life.
Oh that reminds me, I missed this big Public Forum debate a bit ago cause I was sick, and the rest of the club is still ragging on me for it. Wankers.
Ah, the random babble that is my life. Did I mention that I am now officially obsessed with photoshop. That doesn't mean I'll be changing my icon (It's fuzzy for a reason, and it holds a sentimental value) but I made my sis lend me her digital camera so I could screwaround with my pic. It's awesome, cause it actually looks realistic and now I wanna dye my hair purple....
Oi, quick suggestion, check out http://peachy-kino.com/sissyneck/ for what is possibly the best sum 41 fic.
My week was prety awesome. I got back a bunch of tests that I aced, and did a bunch of fun shit. Saw Fight Club again, for that is the best movie EVER, even though slashing it makes my head hurt. Liam and I went skating Friday, and I only fell once. Woot. I realized I have a flaming crush on the guy who sits next to me 3rd block. Argh. I once again noticed that I have the biggest asshole for a friend, Jeremy, for I wish to "cut out his eyes with a ballad-makers pen, string him up on a brothel house and call him blind cupid, and shoot at him, and the one who hits him let him be clapp'd on the shoulder and call'd Adam." That's the only Shakespeare quote I remember from my late night studies last year, so I feel like crying. Sum 41 is coming to concert at this theater, that's so close and respected that my brother's graduation was held there. So maybe my dad'll let me go. Eech, my sis told me about it, and she wrote in her lj that I screamed in her ear for ten minutes when I found out. Liar, it was more like 15 minutes.
I got into this huge conversation during chem with the person who sits across from me, and we're pretty good friends. But it was this huge debate on the exitence of god. And she's a pretty smart girl, but I was whooping her ass, and we all knew it. Kris, who sits across from me, trying to calm us down (Im agnostic when it comes to god, but the other girl is so religious...)told this short anecdote from when I beat her father in a mini political debate. What can I say, debate isn't just an extracurricular club for me, it's a way of life.
Oh that reminds me, I missed this big Public Forum debate a bit ago cause I was sick, and the rest of the club is still ragging on me for it. Wankers.
Ah, the random babble that is my life. Did I mention that I am now officially obsessed with photoshop. That doesn't mean I'll be changing my icon (It's fuzzy for a reason, and it holds a sentimental value) but I made my sis lend me her digital camera so I could screwaround with my pic. It's awesome, cause it actually looks realistic and now I wanna dye my hair purple....
Oi, quick suggestion, check out http://peachy-kino.com/sissyneck/ for what is possibly the best sum 41 fic.