| Sunday, June 17, 2007 |
| yammering midgets. |
| Why isn't anyone alive? I just want to talk to someone. And there is no one to talk to. I realize that it's not so ridiculous, because it's 1:00 in the am. But, I haven't talked to anyone for almost three days. I sound whiney. I know I do. But, for some reason, I don't care. I've been whiney before. And it's never put me in an extremely tragic state. I feel like I have a better relationship with the Gilmore girls than I do my friends right now. I don't have such a great relationship with my computer, she's having some sort of mental dysfunction, but I'm working on it. I really feel like hanging out with Ellen DeGeneres right now. Why aren't the profiles on Blogspot made to be able to look pretty? It seems like a loverly idea. I decided to blowdry my hair upside down today, and it's true. It does give your hair an extra bounce. I also went with the purple nail polish, but it didn't end up so purple, more of a toxic looking magenta. So I decided to go old-school, I just put a bunch of bon-bons nail polish on there in a mosaic form, so now I look like a preschooler took there fingers to her toe. I feel kinda like a jerk right now, and I can't really figure out why, but I'd love to redeem myself from whatever I've done. I'm on my mom's computer, so I have no music, and it's terrible depressing. But, it's got one of those really good whimsical keyboards. Who knew a keyboard could be whimsical? Not me, no siree. But this one has no brain disabilities, so it's got my heart all winned over. I'm scared to leave the keyboard. There's nothing else to do. I could, and probably should read my book. But I oh so ever don't want to. My computer is making a really annoying noise. Okay, I made it go away. This blog is really stupid and boring, but I can't think of anything to say, and I really don't want to go away. I feel...I don't remeber what I feel because my sister interrupted me to tell me we wouldn't be watching Chitty Chitty, Bang Bang. A really freaking long classic movie, that's a lovable hair-pulling musical. I love it, don't get me wrong, but I have no desire to watch it with my sister trying desperately to come up with words that sound somewhat similar to the real words of these great songs. Why won't the midget stop yammering? I love my sister, but I can't stand her right now. I can't be alone for a mere two seconds. She's always asking me if I want to do something with her and then making this big-eyed, I-just-love-you, I-scraped-my-knee, kind of look. And when I'm not being forced to do something with her, I'm doing something that she can easily make herself involved with and me not have the right to kick her out. Something changed, on my post something changed. The words aren't in the same place. That's creepy. Ellen was voted funniest woman alive. I thought I'd share. I guess I'll post, maybe read. Ew. I love reading, I hate that book. I know it's a classic, but I hate forced reading know matter how beloved the book is. I think we should've gotten to pick a book to read and choose a project from a list to do, that way we have a little freedom. Summer is usually synonamous with freedom, so why couldn't we have a smidge of it. Whatever, I may actually be here for Candyce's party...So, I really hope so. Sorry, for such a crappy post, but you chose to read it, so it's not my fault, now is it? |
Slid down the rainbow at 9:39 PM  |
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I want to act.
I'm going to audition for The Philadelphia Story at the A-Land Community Theatre.
And I don't know what else.
But I want to act.
So this is me letting you know. |
| Slid down the rainbow at 2:33 PM |
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| Monday, June 11, 2007 |
| 11'o'Clock at the Oasis. |
| So, I'm going to the park today. I think I might start my Civics project today. I want to get it out of the way before my English projects. I wish we would've gotten to know how aggravatingly extensive these summer projects were in advance. All the projects aren't actually that bad. There's just so many of them, it makes them impossible seeming. Last night I was watching 'Singin' in the Rain' and thinking about how unfair it is that Mrs. Reynolds has the name Debbie Reynolds. I usually hate the name Debbie but, she has the name of a famous musical star. I'm so glad my internet is finally working again. I am listening to "Time is Running Out" by Muse. I just realized it reallly sounds like Alias music. I think summer might suck somewhat this year. It's 11:11. OoooooOOooooyeayeayeayeayeayea. I went to graduation. The speeches were the most amazing thing. I really dig this automatic saving thing. It makes me not so paranoid. I wonder... if my mom woud mind if I had her computer. She doesn't use it, anyway. I just want a mac...boohoohoo. Okay, well I'm going to go shower. Enjoy life. It's been good knowing you. |
| Slid down the rainbow at 7:54 AM |
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| Saturday, June 09, 2007 |
| oh my devil. |
I'm really deadly tired, but I do NOT want to go to sleep. I feel really crappy right now. And I think my hands are shrinking, or the keyboard is getting bigger. Wait, can electronics grow? Yea, you're true, very true, they can not. Pirate. Ar..guh. I feel very weak. I swallow lots of fluids. I...I...aye....eye....sigh....my....rye...lie....bye...tie...nie...wait, that is a word not. Do you know that little dent above your lip and below your nose?...What's it called? And why is it there? Huh...back to my original point. Hold on, did I spell original right? It looks very, very, wrong. Delete that last comma. Anyway, back to my very turse point. I just realized I never had a point. Anyway....
i love you all an extremely much. for the most part.
pop!!!!!
g'bye.
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| Slid down the rainbow at 6:39 PM |
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