Silence can you hear me?
The commercial for Under Pressure just came on for the 10,000th time tonight. Now, I was hoping to start this entry on a more...calm note. But that just angered me. So now I've derailed and have no idea where to begin.
...hm.
I'm not creepy But I stumbled ( i swear) upon Tim's myspace (TSA) and he has the Queen video for under pressure. ahahaha. So now that song has brought me joy.
I swear Freddie, you've got better things than to look out for the likes of me. But thankyou.
Then again. When I think about it, I am pretty awesome.
Today, like the dork that I am, I postponed opening my silverchair tickets to open a message from my school. I was eager for my grades. i instead got a little pink slip of paper stating my text book was missing.
Now please envision this, if you will.
I walk into the office, there are flames sky-high, and behind the desk sits satan herself. Her greedy little helpers are all around her, eager to help her torture her next victim.
Their arch-enemy (that would be me) enters the room and explains to them.
"I know I was supposed to clean out my locker-but i didn't. Because, and I know this isn't allowed, but I was sharing a locker with my friend, and I know this sounds bad but I think my book is in my locker....and I don't know the number or combination........can i please have my grades?"
What will happen next is pretty gruesome and involves burning flesh. Not a pretty sight
Are my grades really worth it?
I probably did bad anyways, And I was in a good mood when the letter came. Perhaps it was Freddie again, ensuring my happiness stayed.
I'm not sure what else to talk to about. My life lately, well it's been the usually rundown of events. I found myself at a very unsafe carnival last night, but I enjoyed it nonetheless.
I went out and did one my favourite things in the world tonight. I went for a walk in the dark alone. I love the sense of being alone, and not knowing exactly where I am going or where I will end up.
This was much fun untill I decided to go for a bit of a run, from where I was, back home, I was running back down a hill when I decided I'd take a break when I reached "Whatever that thing is infront of me" When I stopped, I realized it was a person. And this person was just standing there. Staring at me.
Ignoring creepybikeman I continued to walk across the parking lot, and the street, towards my home. Suddenly I turned around and creepybikeman, who was facing the opposite direction of me, was headed in my direction. I contemplated going down my actual street or the street behind it. I chose my street, he chose the one behind it.
I'm glad though, had i gone the other way we'd of gone the exact same way all the way to my house. And I would have freaked out and like....I don't know. ninja kicked him in the face based on pure suspicion.
It was nice though. I had a good hour and a half of walking and running and sitting and enjoying the outdoors. I just wish I didn't have to go back inside. Or to bed for that matter.
If I can find something to occupy myself with I plan on staying up all night, until it is time to take my dad to the airport. Where I will sit and watch planes take off like an over-excited 5 year old.
That's as far as I have tommorow planned, I want to read tommorow though. And I would like to start writting an idea I had for a story. I think it's going to be sick, twisted, and violent. That's what I'm feeling like.
I saw Hannibal Rising, and I was inspired. I also need to see 1408.
My sister's hippie boyfriend and I actually got along, we both said at the same time "Why does Samuel L jackson have to be in the movie!" And how we both did NOT believe that SNAKES ON A PLANE was a really movie....and then it was.
"What I want to know, is how did all those snakes get on that plane? There's so many that he has to carry around a GUN!"
And it's supposed to be scary. The only person that movie scared was Billy 'cause he's terrified of snakes.
I've been rambling again, haven't I?
And I haven't said anything smart or philosophical or given any opinions or view points. Well, maybe some other time, when i'm not feeling so tired.
It's been a trying past few days. My supposed best friend of over 4 years decided he had better things to do than hangout with me. I was upset for a good 3 minutes. Then I asked myself "why are you upset? it's not like he's been around for the past 6 months" It's true. I don't exactly need him like I used to, and he never needed me. So we're both okay, and we'll talk every once in a while but if he ever asks me to hang out again, i'm just saying no.
See, the lesson of this story, is "What's dead, should stay dead"
And it's so very true, for everything really.
But I have bounced back and recovered wonderously, I feel better than ever.
Carpe Diem my friends.
xXx
TearsofDoves
...hm.
I'm not creepy But I stumbled ( i swear) upon Tim's myspace (TSA) and he has the Queen video for under pressure. ahahaha. So now that song has brought me joy.
I swear Freddie, you've got better things than to look out for the likes of me. But thankyou.
Then again. When I think about it, I am pretty awesome.
Today, like the dork that I am, I postponed opening my silverchair tickets to open a message from my school. I was eager for my grades. i instead got a little pink slip of paper stating my text book was missing.
Now please envision this, if you will.
I walk into the office, there are flames sky-high, and behind the desk sits satan herself. Her greedy little helpers are all around her, eager to help her torture her next victim.
Their arch-enemy (that would be me) enters the room and explains to them.
"I know I was supposed to clean out my locker-but i didn't. Because, and I know this isn't allowed, but I was sharing a locker with my friend, and I know this sounds bad but I think my book is in my locker....and I don't know the number or combination........can i please have my grades?"
What will happen next is pretty gruesome and involves burning flesh. Not a pretty sight
Are my grades really worth it?
I probably did bad anyways, And I was in a good mood when the letter came. Perhaps it was Freddie again, ensuring my happiness stayed.
I'm not sure what else to talk to about. My life lately, well it's been the usually rundown of events. I found myself at a very unsafe carnival last night, but I enjoyed it nonetheless.
I went out and did one my favourite things in the world tonight. I went for a walk in the dark alone. I love the sense of being alone, and not knowing exactly where I am going or where I will end up.
This was much fun untill I decided to go for a bit of a run, from where I was, back home, I was running back down a hill when I decided I'd take a break when I reached "Whatever that thing is infront of me" When I stopped, I realized it was a person. And this person was just standing there. Staring at me.
Ignoring creepybikeman I continued to walk across the parking lot, and the street, towards my home. Suddenly I turned around and creepybikeman, who was facing the opposite direction of me, was headed in my direction. I contemplated going down my actual street or the street behind it. I chose my street, he chose the one behind it.
I'm glad though, had i gone the other way we'd of gone the exact same way all the way to my house. And I would have freaked out and like....I don't know. ninja kicked him in the face based on pure suspicion.
It was nice though. I had a good hour and a half of walking and running and sitting and enjoying the outdoors. I just wish I didn't have to go back inside. Or to bed for that matter.
If I can find something to occupy myself with I plan on staying up all night, until it is time to take my dad to the airport. Where I will sit and watch planes take off like an over-excited 5 year old.
That's as far as I have tommorow planned, I want to read tommorow though. And I would like to start writting an idea I had for a story. I think it's going to be sick, twisted, and violent. That's what I'm feeling like.
I saw Hannibal Rising, and I was inspired. I also need to see 1408.
My sister's hippie boyfriend and I actually got along, we both said at the same time "Why does Samuel L jackson have to be in the movie!" And how we both did NOT believe that SNAKES ON A PLANE was a really movie....and then it was.
"What I want to know, is how did all those snakes get on that plane? There's so many that he has to carry around a GUN!"
And it's supposed to be scary. The only person that movie scared was Billy 'cause he's terrified of snakes.
I've been rambling again, haven't I?
And I haven't said anything smart or philosophical or given any opinions or view points. Well, maybe some other time, when i'm not feeling so tired.
It's been a trying past few days. My supposed best friend of over 4 years decided he had better things to do than hangout with me. I was upset for a good 3 minutes. Then I asked myself "why are you upset? it's not like he's been around for the past 6 months" It's true. I don't exactly need him like I used to, and he never needed me. So we're both okay, and we'll talk every once in a while but if he ever asks me to hang out again, i'm just saying no.
See, the lesson of this story, is "What's dead, should stay dead"
And it's so very true, for everything really.
But I have bounced back and recovered wonderously, I feel better than ever.
Carpe Diem my friends.
xXx
TearsofDoves