I have these spurts where I write consistently for a while and then I just... die, pretty much.
Well, this is my living spurt.
My dad did the half marathon this morning... There was food for the people who ran it.
It smelled good.
I'm going to run it next year.
Ha, no, really, though... My dad bought me new sneakers from New Balanca on the condition ( Read more... )

I like this guy. I talk to him. He doesn't like me, but I'm okay with that, because he talks to me. I have this friend, pretty, nice, popular, smart, more than I'll could ever hope to be. She's really a good person. She decides to start talking to him to see if he likes me. She asks if she can and I say sure, because I don't own him. And then I ( Read more... )

I have been in a bad mood. And now I feel guilty. Because I have been really short-tempered. And, God, I have the urge to strangle someone. I'm in one of my irritable moods, where everything annoys the hell out of me. I want to hurt something. It's awful ( Read more... )

She does everything to suit her own needs. She changes what happened, she exaggerates, she makes up things... Just because she's great and perfect and right in every fucking thing.
And it annoys me so much.

But what can I do about it?

Oh, yeah, nothing.

Because I might not be able to get online till next year.

1. Actually work in school. Do my homework on time. Put effort into projects. Stuff like that.
2. Keep my room clean. Ha, we can dream, can't we?
3. Take care of my appearance. Um... straighten my hair more... Don't wear wrinkled clothes... Stuff like that, I guess.
4. Be less spastic.
5. Be ( Read more... )

I  swear there's something masochistic about me... I have to know what people think about me, even though I know that I probably don't want to know... And I like knowing who people like. It's kinda stupid. But I just like knowing things about people ( Read more... )

 Oh, God, I want to cry. I'm just so tired of everything. (that sounds pathetically emo) My mom was yelling at me again. I know I'm not a very good daughter, but she could at least give me a second chance... Maybe I've used all my chances up. My dad is an idiot. Yes, I just said that. He'll start yelling at me if my mom does, just so he can try to ( Read more... )

I have these incredible ideas for stories, but I just can't make them happen... My words can't paint the pictures I have created in my mind.  Anyone with any talent at writing could do them some justice, but I can't. So they plague me with "could have been"s...

I don't know why I posted this. Really truly honestly. I'm not expecting anyone to read ( Read more... )

 Ah, it's finally winter break... Surprisingly enough, I think I did okay on the midterms. The chemistry test, I got a 98 for the first half. And I missed 4 on the English. Next semester, I'm going to work. I haven't actually worked for school... ever. But I'm going to work and actually do my homework -le gasp-, and I'll make unbelievable grades. ( Read more... )

 Okay, so I totally messed up my chemistry and English midterms... They were supposed to be effing easy.