the sky is black the sun is blue, it's beautiful and so are you
won't you come out and play??
today is nice. the weather is good and that helps with everything. weather is so insanely drastic here and i think it really has an effect on everyone. it was 78* friday, and then saturday it was 63*... what the fuck weather??? make up ur mind you schizo!
i swear i never used to comment this much. just shows how exciting my life really is. lol. i have lots of homework, but im kind of grateful for it. i have nothing else to do, and also my adderall makes me incapable of doing anything besides sitting and thinking really fast and occasionally chewing on my mouth like the true speedhead i am.
last night was kind of weird. as i said before my friend's dad died. and there's issues with her dad to begin with, not that it makes it better or worse, just more confusing and complicated. anyway she told like 5 people in the school, and i guess people overheard her crying about it or soemthing (u can hear everything in our dorms, its so creepy) and told everyone else. but the thing about that is, they were doing it in a gossipy mean manner, and its like, this isnt like 'so and so fucked so and so' its like someone's dad died you fucks. like this one girl we hardly even know overheard and told her whole track team, so now everyone's is treating her differently everywhere. this all went down on 3rd floor wanbuerg, and im so fucking happy im on first floor, because were all peaceful and happy down here. anyway last night shit kinda exploded. everyone was talking shit about each other, and kelly was trying to ask people to stop talking about her, but was too upset to do that. Erin and I moved kelly's old roomates stuff out of her room, cuz she was apparently gossiping about kelly (and everyone, she's a huge shittalker)and we basically dumped all her stuff that was still in kelly's room in her new room and were like 'surprise, u just got kicked out.' and then this girl nicole on 3rd floor, who is so cool, posted a signs on 3rd floor basically being like 'stop talking shit assholes' but with a nicer feel to it. it sux, cuz i only dislike a few of the girls up there, and i want to be like 'listen i like you, so please stop ragging on my friends and i, so i dont have to hate u, because i dont want to'. its a weird pridicament. like i like people's personalities, but they do really nasty things so i feel like i shouldnt like them. bleh IM IN MIDDLE SCHOOL HI.
I think im gonna go see the school councelor today, just for shits and giggles.
im really nervous because my car is not registered with the school but also I DONT HAVE LICENSE PLATES OH SHIT, and one of the cars in teh wanberg lot got a boot on it for that exact reason. i dont even want to go check on my car. i cant have any more tickets, i think my dad may beat me with a shovel or a rake, whichever works.
so im supposed to write the lady i babysit for a letter cuz she has a lot of connections to writers and people working for the arts in san francisco (she was the PR for the sf opera). and she wants me to send her a letter saying what i would like to do this summer, and what my skills are, and what i want to do as a career in general. only problem with this is I DONT FUCKING KNOW WHAT IM GONNA DO WITH ANYTHING. understand that im looking at having a quadrupal major. it wont be like that hard with the scholars program, but i only have that many because i cant make up my fuckign mind. so wish me luck on the business letter i dont know how to write kids. i need lots of luck.
sorry this was so long, and that i write that after every post.
today is nice. the weather is good and that helps with everything. weather is so insanely drastic here and i think it really has an effect on everyone. it was 78* friday, and then saturday it was 63*... what the fuck weather??? make up ur mind you schizo!
i swear i never used to comment this much. just shows how exciting my life really is. lol. i have lots of homework, but im kind of grateful for it. i have nothing else to do, and also my adderall makes me incapable of doing anything besides sitting and thinking really fast and occasionally chewing on my mouth like the true speedhead i am.
last night was kind of weird. as i said before my friend's dad died. and there's issues with her dad to begin with, not that it makes it better or worse, just more confusing and complicated. anyway she told like 5 people in the school, and i guess people overheard her crying about it or soemthing (u can hear everything in our dorms, its so creepy) and told everyone else. but the thing about that is, they were doing it in a gossipy mean manner, and its like, this isnt like 'so and so fucked so and so' its like someone's dad died you fucks. like this one girl we hardly even know overheard and told her whole track team, so now everyone's is treating her differently everywhere. this all went down on 3rd floor wanbuerg, and im so fucking happy im on first floor, because were all peaceful and happy down here. anyway last night shit kinda exploded. everyone was talking shit about each other, and kelly was trying to ask people to stop talking about her, but was too upset to do that. Erin and I moved kelly's old roomates stuff out of her room, cuz she was apparently gossiping about kelly (and everyone, she's a huge shittalker)and we basically dumped all her stuff that was still in kelly's room in her new room and were like 'surprise, u just got kicked out.' and then this girl nicole on 3rd floor, who is so cool, posted a signs on 3rd floor basically being like 'stop talking shit assholes' but with a nicer feel to it. it sux, cuz i only dislike a few of the girls up there, and i want to be like 'listen i like you, so please stop ragging on my friends and i, so i dont have to hate u, because i dont want to'. its a weird pridicament. like i like people's personalities, but they do really nasty things so i feel like i shouldnt like them. bleh IM IN MIDDLE SCHOOL HI.
I think im gonna go see the school councelor today, just for shits and giggles.
im really nervous because my car is not registered with the school but also I DONT HAVE LICENSE PLATES OH SHIT, and one of the cars in teh wanberg lot got a boot on it for that exact reason. i dont even want to go check on my car. i cant have any more tickets, i think my dad may beat me with a shovel or a rake, whichever works.
so im supposed to write the lady i babysit for a letter cuz she has a lot of connections to writers and people working for the arts in san francisco (she was the PR for the sf opera). and she wants me to send her a letter saying what i would like to do this summer, and what my skills are, and what i want to do as a career in general. only problem with this is I DONT FUCKING KNOW WHAT IM GONNA DO WITH ANYTHING. understand that im looking at having a quadrupal major. it wont be like that hard with the scholars program, but i only have that many because i cant make up my fuckign mind. so wish me luck on the business letter i dont know how to write kids. i need lots of luck.
sorry this was so long, and that i write that after every post.