Have I updated recently? I don't know.
I'm losing focus again.
I can't even think about looking at my AP US History book right now, yet I really should do some of the vocab so I'm not stuck with all 25 words tomorrow. But I just don't want to even do anything at all. I just want to relax. I can't wait 'till Friday. No school. :)
Tomorrow's V-Day. All it means at the moment is that I'm having dinner with Nicole. Anyone else who wanted to CAN GO SCREW THEMSELVES, AHAHAHAHAHA!
Speaking of the lovely Nicole, we spent a nice afternoon together watching How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days as she made cookie packages and I laughed my ass off at the ridiculousness of the movie in general. ... Bullshit. HAHAHAHAHAAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHAAHA! Ahaha.
Ahhhh. I'm waiting to snap out of my nostalgia. It's become my most-used "big" word, and it doesn't even sound all that nice. Nahs-tal-jee-uh. Words like euphoria (yoo-for-ee-uh) and fluffy (fluh-fee) sound much nicer.
I feel like a loser when I keep my cell phone on. I hate waiting around actually thinking people are going to call me, especially when I have nothing to say. NO, this is NOT an invitation to start calling me all the time, or to start thinking I'm pitying myself, because it's just the principle of the thing. It's like the thrill of actually getting something in the mail. Snail mail is highly underrated. Even I, someone obsessed with instant gratification, love snail mail. I don't even think it should be called snail mail. I prefer... "takes time to smell the roses" mail. Or "leisure" mail.
I've realized that when I vent or talk a lot, I need to walk around. It's the weirdest thing with me- I can't stop walking. Even when my sister calls, I can't sit still. I have to move. I don't know how many laps of the house I complete once I'm off the phone with her, but I swear it's what keeps me in shape. Up the stairs, down the stairs, across the house, back up the stairs, etc.
I just got this crazy urge to kiss someone goodbye. How odd is that?
I can't even think about looking at my AP US History book right now, yet I really should do some of the vocab so I'm not stuck with all 25 words tomorrow. But I just don't want to even do anything at all. I just want to relax. I can't wait 'till Friday. No school. :)
Tomorrow's V-Day. All it means at the moment is that I'm having dinner with Nicole. Anyone else who wanted to CAN GO SCREW THEMSELVES, AHAHAHAHAHA!
Speaking of the lovely Nicole, we spent a nice afternoon together watching How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days as she made cookie packages and I laughed my ass off at the ridiculousness of the movie in general. ... Bullshit. HAHAHAHAHAAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHAAHA! Ahaha.
Ahhhh. I'm waiting to snap out of my nostalgia. It's become my most-used "big" word, and it doesn't even sound all that nice. Nahs-tal-jee-uh. Words like euphoria (yoo-for-ee-uh) and fluffy (fluh-fee) sound much nicer.
I feel like a loser when I keep my cell phone on. I hate waiting around actually thinking people are going to call me, especially when I have nothing to say. NO, this is NOT an invitation to start calling me all the time, or to start thinking I'm pitying myself, because it's just the principle of the thing. It's like the thrill of actually getting something in the mail. Snail mail is highly underrated. Even I, someone obsessed with instant gratification, love snail mail. I don't even think it should be called snail mail. I prefer... "takes time to smell the roses" mail. Or "leisure" mail.
I've realized that when I vent or talk a lot, I need to walk around. It's the weirdest thing with me- I can't stop walking. Even when my sister calls, I can't sit still. I have to move. I don't know how many laps of the house I complete once I'm off the phone with her, but I swear it's what keeps me in shape. Up the stairs, down the stairs, across the house, back up the stairs, etc.
I just got this crazy urge to kiss someone goodbye. How odd is that?