bloggin's dead.
Why has it been so quiet in the blogging world lately?!
I'm seriously deprived of laughter from blogs. Or any emotion at all.
I had half a blog typed up about something really boring until I decided to blog about something more fascinating.
Like, I don't know, facts about myself.
LOL.
Okay, maybe that isn't that exciting, but better than what I had before ;D
I hope you guys read this, and not just think that I'm spamming my own blog.
RANDOM FACTS ABOUT MYSELF.
(this is going to be extremely random, so excuse the lack of order and shiz like that.)
(okay, i think this might have turned into a blog of rants.)
So, I'm not even going to go into things like, "I hate backstabbers. I hate liars. I hate etcetc.." Why? Because (I've finally realized) there isn't a point in them. I mean, obviously nobody would like a backstabber or a liar. I mean, really. Is there one person out there that adores a backstabber? Sigh.
That niner girl in school that tries to be gangster (or whatever the look she was going for, that failed.) She's walking around dressed in tight clothing that was obviously not her size, filing her nails away. Really. Are we in some rich school where those 'popular' girls need to file their nails wherever they go? Really. REALLLY NOW.
Actually, all niners in general. I mean, kids. I've been there. That was last year that I was the kid running around the halls of this unfamiliar school. But, I didn't try to be like someone I'm not. You're in grade 9, is there really any reason why you should be caked with layers of make up? Were you going for the geisha look? Because, you just look like a clown. Just slap on the hat, the feet and there we go, a fancy clown. Sigh. Lay off the make up, kids.
I'm deathly afraid of bugs. Okay, maybe I'm deathly afraid of a lot of things. But bugs... are a menace to society. Seriously. I freeze up when I see a bug. Although, I don't slap at it, kill it in any ..logical way. I blow at it. That's right. Gusts of winds flying 90mph into that bug's face. w0rd. Doesn't work though. But w0rd.
I like to hobo around. Meaning hang around places afterschool when I don't feel the need to avoid the world. I mean, just by looking at the epic adventures I have with Dorothy afterschool, you can tell that everything we do after classes are priceless. We could spend half an hour in Food Basics looking at everything to anything. We've spent an hour/ 2 hours in there before just browsing at every aisle. Making a joke at everything. We're awesome to say the least. Of course other people give us stares and such, but who cares. We're having some fun. I mean, we get to gossip about things we don't get a chance to during school and stuff like that ~
I hate the silence that occurs when something's about to happen. More specifically, when a teacher is about to ask someone to read/write something on the board or like demonstrate something. That silence. That stare in the teacher's eyes, looking for the perfect prey to smite upon. Sigh. It scares me shitless whenever this happens. Which is quite frequently. I've somewhat found a way to avoid this. It's by looking like you're busy doing something productive, or acting like you have a cold/sick. Always (well, not always.) works.
I like wearing my jansport bag higher than normal bags (if that made any sense). You see those people all the time, with the bag just above their hip and stuff. That's how I like to wear it. But what I don't like it that when I walk, the bag makes me shirt move up. Therefore every few steps is me pulling my shirt down. If that day I was unlucky and was wearing some loose pants. Then it's pulling shirt down, pulling pants up. CKFROWN. Hassle.
I am still mad at Devontae for breaking my beloved watch in grade 6.
& the fact that he got away with it.
CKFROWN.
I think KPOP is so much better than American music; but I don't know why. My theory is that Korean music feels more .. meaningful. American lyrics are so bland. :x
I have this need of ending awkward silences. Whenever an awkward silence comes by, I have to say something to break it up. I just hate the feeling of.. feeling that the other person's thinking, "Oh God. That was awkward." Perhaps that's why I always appear to be the dumb one D:!
I like being credited. No matter what. Even if you're just replaying a story I told you or whatever. Credited. Always.
I abuse the ability to be sarcastic. It's awesome. What's even awesomer is when people don't change on. Seriously, it's so fun.
I'm not afraid of getting my driver's license. I actually want to drive now. But there's two things stopping me. A) I'm not 16. 2) I'm also deathly afraid to make left turns. I mean, what if you don't make enough room to turn left and crash into a car on the right lane on the other side? What if you take too much room and crash into a car on the right lane on the other side? Either way, that car is going to die.
I think I'm funny. I make people laugh, sure. But, I don't really feel that I'm funny. Just like this blog, I bet you haven't laughed once at my attempted humour. Sigh.
I like collecting memories. Like, pictures,printscreens,etc. It's awesome when you look back and be like, "I remember that!"
Gosh, this blog is so long! It's been 2 fucking days. Okay, maybe I'll write a pt2....
Maybe.
Anyway, GOODBYE;D