Jul 19, 2004 14:55
Congratulations, emily!
Your IQ score is 126
woo hoo!!
Your Intellectual Type is Visual Mathematician. This means you are gifted at spotting patterns - both in pictures and in numbers. These talents combined with your overall high intelligence make you good at understanding the big picture, which is why people trust your instincts and turn to you for direction - especially in the workplace.
so yea. i guess thats comforting. im not so dumb! 8) today we had first rehersals for beauty and the beast. i definately think i got screwed over on my part. i only have 8 lines throughout the whole thing. AND IT GETS BETTER! I'M A BOY! I'M A REAL BOY! ... but oh well. i really don't care. i don't feel like memorizing alot of lines right now anyway. but it still sucks. don't you hate it when your mom tries to pull the whole guilt trip on you, about how you're mean to them and don't appreciate anything they do? my mom does it to me all the time. and then she has these automatic mood swings and is all like...whats wrong with you? *shakes head* stupid stupid stupid. but anyways, yea, come see me and my 8 lines, tuesday on the 27th or whatever at 2pm and 7pm at center stage over by the mall. support the gender challenged messenger boy, me. but if you don't, i'll understand. i'm just so angry right now, i'd like to take something really nice and expensive, well, it doesn't even have to be that, and throw it on the ground and watch it smash to a bajillion little pieces. that would make me feel so much better. but i don't have anything i can really break that i won't regret breaking later. so im screwed. darn.
fÜck
hey its a smiley.
:)
It seems that we both seem to fall in and out of love at the wrong time. So tell me, when is it ever right? She loves him, but he loves her is the game we always play. Or maybe I'm playing alone. I can barely live a day without you. So what makes you think I can live a lifetime? If you were to ever leave me here alone, I'd cry forever. My heart would be gone with you, and my head would be empty. It'd even be a miracle for me to breathe. Time is slowly ticking away as I sit here and think of you. You're the only thing on my mind. It seems like you're the only thing in my life. I'm a mess. I'm ashamed. All I've ever wanted was right before my eyes, but I just didn't see it. But I do now, and it may be too late. Why can't I get through to you like you got through to me? Why can't you feel the same way I do?
You get to the point where you just want to say forget it, and leave it all and let it go. But you can't because you know that things may eventually get better. But you still have that doubt, that little voice in your mind saying, "Who are you kidding here?" Who am I kidding? I feel like I'm in this little dark corner and I have no idea what's going on. But I refuse to give up.
crap. i can't even think straight. DAMN IT THIS SUCKS! sorry. somebody, please, knock me unconscious.