so long
9th grade was all about this thing.
10th grade and 11th grade was all about myspace
and this year is all about facebook.
time goes by, and if truth be told, it's sad.
lindsey vaccarino is sitting next to me and if i recall correctly, me, her, burg and lauren hood used to hang out every weekend. i never knew what happened to burg, i think she got caught up with trying to fit in with everyone and cut others out. it's cool though, i guess. as for lindsey, she's sitting next to me spending money she doesn't have with her mom's social number and is buying a camera and mac airbook. is that what it's called? i don't know, oh well.
and charles, oh charles. i still love him. i should probably post these pictures he doesn't know i have, only because i'm a lurk and they were uber funny. but i won't do that..
if you want them though, they're on facebook.
remember when we all used to talk like.."wats ^ baybee?" i do, it's disgusting. i'm rambling on about absolutley nothing and lindsey is ordering another camera, it has this awesome quality of engraving things on it. i'm telling her to engrave "don't touch or steal this camera, i'll fucking kill you." i don't think she'll do it. instead she's going to be so original and put her name on it. YES!
this just in- i got into the design school of my choice..sweet?
what else is there to say?
oh yes, how could i forget? i'm a slut. and i love the club...and this kid is pussy whipped, within five minutes of meeting him and not knowing his name, i have him around my finger. it makes me smile. so what now? melissa is doing something that is competely and utterly not new to me..she broke up with daniel and within a day of breaking up with him, she's with this other kid and behind his back is going to the club with a different kid. i love her.
oh and guess what? lindsey is applying for a credit card because that is exactly what she needs..a credit card?
this is so long and i'm starting to wonder if i really have this much to say, because if i do maybe i should actually talk to someone and not talk to myself, on this thing. yea..maybe i'll do that. actually, no. i'll continue to talk to myself because i seem to be awesome at doing that; as you can tell.
"ze huue and ze zashuarashoon"
you don't know what it is.
i really miss you people. so many fun times and so many fucked up times. so many rumors and so much more. no really, i do miss you guys. at break the other day i realized i have no friends at this school i love so much. do i really love this school? no, i just don't want to move on. i always do this.
i think i'm done talking now.
no. i lied. i'm not done talking.
i could write a book on all of these things i have left to say. but i won't. i will leave you guys for about 15 weeks and come back again with so much more to say. probably the same things but it's cool. in 12 weeks, i graduate..it's sad.
oh by the way, my dad gave me the best and brutal and scary advice ever yesturday.. "indecisive equals death."
what the hell dad? thank you for telling me that seeing as though i am so indesicive and everything. maybe i should stop rambling on considering i said i was done about 10 minutes ago.
lindsey has been approved the credit card in which she needs so much, for $500. it will be gone tomorrow? any bets?
yea, i didn't think so.
"woohoo i have a credit. haha my parents are going to be pissed. it's only for emergen-says." oh yea lindsey? that camera and that laptop that you bought with your mom's social is an emergen-say? no really, it is. i would do the same.
ok for real now, i'm done..
what else is there?
my sister is staring at me on mr.hendersons wall with a scuba gear on her face..ew.
BYE!
10th grade and 11th grade was all about myspace
and this year is all about facebook.
time goes by, and if truth be told, it's sad.
lindsey vaccarino is sitting next to me and if i recall correctly, me, her, burg and lauren hood used to hang out every weekend. i never knew what happened to burg, i think she got caught up with trying to fit in with everyone and cut others out. it's cool though, i guess. as for lindsey, she's sitting next to me spending money she doesn't have with her mom's social number and is buying a camera and mac airbook. is that what it's called? i don't know, oh well.
and charles, oh charles. i still love him. i should probably post these pictures he doesn't know i have, only because i'm a lurk and they were uber funny. but i won't do that..
if you want them though, they're on facebook.
remember when we all used to talk like.."wats ^ baybee?" i do, it's disgusting. i'm rambling on about absolutley nothing and lindsey is ordering another camera, it has this awesome quality of engraving things on it. i'm telling her to engrave "don't touch or steal this camera, i'll fucking kill you." i don't think she'll do it. instead she's going to be so original and put her name on it. YES!
this just in- i got into the design school of my choice..sweet?
what else is there to say?
oh yes, how could i forget? i'm a slut. and i love the club...and this kid is pussy whipped, within five minutes of meeting him and not knowing his name, i have him around my finger. it makes me smile. so what now? melissa is doing something that is competely and utterly not new to me..she broke up with daniel and within a day of breaking up with him, she's with this other kid and behind his back is going to the club with a different kid. i love her.
oh and guess what? lindsey is applying for a credit card because that is exactly what she needs..a credit card?
this is so long and i'm starting to wonder if i really have this much to say, because if i do maybe i should actually talk to someone and not talk to myself, on this thing. yea..maybe i'll do that. actually, no. i'll continue to talk to myself because i seem to be awesome at doing that; as you can tell.
"ze huue and ze zashuarashoon"
you don't know what it is.
i really miss you people. so many fun times and so many fucked up times. so many rumors and so much more. no really, i do miss you guys. at break the other day i realized i have no friends at this school i love so much. do i really love this school? no, i just don't want to move on. i always do this.
i think i'm done talking now.
no. i lied. i'm not done talking.
i could write a book on all of these things i have left to say. but i won't. i will leave you guys for about 15 weeks and come back again with so much more to say. probably the same things but it's cool. in 12 weeks, i graduate..it's sad.
oh by the way, my dad gave me the best and brutal and scary advice ever yesturday.. "indecisive equals death."
what the hell dad? thank you for telling me that seeing as though i am so indesicive and everything. maybe i should stop rambling on considering i said i was done about 10 minutes ago.
lindsey has been approved the credit card in which she needs so much, for $500. it will be gone tomorrow? any bets?
yea, i didn't think so.
"woohoo i have a credit. haha my parents are going to be pissed. it's only for emergen-says." oh yea lindsey? that camera and that laptop that you bought with your mom's social is an emergen-say? no really, it is. i would do the same.
ok for real now, i'm done..
what else is there?
my sister is staring at me on mr.hendersons wall with a scuba gear on her face..ew.
BYE!