An Update?!
Yes, I am actually writing in my LiveJournal. Isn't it an amazing thing? It's been nearly two months and I still haven't written anything new in this thing. I am such a lazy bitch, huh? Well, just to let you know, my life has been hell. Yes, hell. Hell hell hell. So, this is when I choose to update you.
School sucks. Thank GOD (pick a God) it's almost over, or I would be totally lost. I would've shot someone (probably our Principle- damn him for taking away our vending machines!!!!) and then blown up the school in protest as to just how completely pointless half the stuff we're supposed to learn really is. I mean, isn't school supposed to prepare us for the 'real world'? When the HELL am I going to use Logs in the real world?
Oh well.
And, right now I am so glad that no one at school reads this thing. If they did, I wouldn't be allowed to rant like this-
NO! SQUISHIE AND I ARE NOT GOING OUT AND NOR DO WE PLAN TO! (Squishie being Andrew Crosby, ladies and gentlemen- bassoonist in mai orchestra) Or, at least, I don't plan on it. I can't read his mind. I'm not psychic, you know, though the Yearbook has a picture of me in it giving a Tarot card reading saying that I'm "looking into the future". Yeah, I can really read the future. *sigh* Damn yearbook people.
Ok, back on topic. Let me reiterate said statement. SQUISHIE, AKA ANDREW CROSBY, AND I, CHESNAYE LONG, ARE NOT GOING OUT! AND WE DON'T FUCKING PLAN TO, EITHER, SO SHUT THE FUCK UP ANYONE WHO COMES UP TO ME AND SAYS "OH, YOU TWO WOULD MAKE SUCH A CUTE COUPLE!!!"
Ahem. I apologise for the random caps, but I had to get it out.
No, my one-true-love is Michael Focas. *cough* It would be funnier if he was reading this, but Focas is the sexiest Greek I know. Granted, I only know 2...but that's quite beside the point, ok? I mean, Michael DOES mean "He who is like God". And if God is perfect...wouldn't that make Michael Focas perfect too? Buahahahaha! I love Christianity sometimes. Yes, sometimes.
Hey, I'm not one of those uber-Pagan, anti-Christian people. I was raised Episcopalian. Catholic-Lite, man. Fourteen years as a Fat Free Catholic. That does a lot to a person, you know...
Hence the reason I ran away and became a witch and a lesbian. I mean...no...I'm not a lesbian. Actually, no, I'm not a lesbian. It was a shirt I saw. Really, I just did the Pagan thing. *shrugs* I'm still straight. Sorry if that disappointed a few of you, but...oh well.
La la la la laaaaaa
Yeah, I'm into random bursts of song. It's fun. Hell, I'm a cellist- I'm allowed to burst into random song-ness. It's completely and totally fine for me to do that.
Anyway, I really don't have anything else to say...
Yeah, I know, I got a lot accomplished during this whole entire random thing that I just wrote. I'm sorry, I'm sick and I think I just OD'd on Cough Medicine. I'm gonna go sleep now.
Bai bai!
School sucks. Thank GOD (pick a God) it's almost over, or I would be totally lost. I would've shot someone (probably our Principle- damn him for taking away our vending machines!!!!) and then blown up the school in protest as to just how completely pointless half the stuff we're supposed to learn really is. I mean, isn't school supposed to prepare us for the 'real world'? When the HELL am I going to use Logs in the real world?
Oh well.
And, right now I am so glad that no one at school reads this thing. If they did, I wouldn't be allowed to rant like this-
NO! SQUISHIE AND I ARE NOT GOING OUT AND NOR DO WE PLAN TO! (Squishie being Andrew Crosby, ladies and gentlemen- bassoonist in mai orchestra) Or, at least, I don't plan on it. I can't read his mind. I'm not psychic, you know, though the Yearbook has a picture of me in it giving a Tarot card reading saying that I'm "looking into the future". Yeah, I can really read the future. *sigh* Damn yearbook people.
Ok, back on topic. Let me reiterate said statement. SQUISHIE, AKA ANDREW CROSBY, AND I, CHESNAYE LONG, ARE NOT GOING OUT! AND WE DON'T FUCKING PLAN TO, EITHER, SO SHUT THE FUCK UP ANYONE WHO COMES UP TO ME AND SAYS "OH, YOU TWO WOULD MAKE SUCH A CUTE COUPLE!!!"
Ahem. I apologise for the random caps, but I had to get it out.
No, my one-true-love is Michael Focas. *cough* It would be funnier if he was reading this, but Focas is the sexiest Greek I know. Granted, I only know 2...but that's quite beside the point, ok? I mean, Michael DOES mean "He who is like God". And if God is perfect...wouldn't that make Michael Focas perfect too? Buahahahaha! I love Christianity sometimes. Yes, sometimes.
Hey, I'm not one of those uber-Pagan, anti-Christian people. I was raised Episcopalian. Catholic-Lite, man. Fourteen years as a Fat Free Catholic. That does a lot to a person, you know...
Hence the reason I ran away and became a witch and a lesbian. I mean...no...I'm not a lesbian. Actually, no, I'm not a lesbian. It was a shirt I saw. Really, I just did the Pagan thing. *shrugs* I'm still straight. Sorry if that disappointed a few of you, but...oh well.
La la la la laaaaaa
Yeah, I'm into random bursts of song. It's fun. Hell, I'm a cellist- I'm allowed to burst into random song-ness. It's completely and totally fine for me to do that.
Anyway, I really don't have anything else to say...
Yeah, I know, I got a lot accomplished during this whole entire random thing that I just wrote. I'm sorry, I'm sick and I think I just OD'd on Cough Medicine. I'm gonna go sleep now.
Bai bai!