Ear Candy: "Nine Things Everybody Knows" by Q and not U
I am sad/happy/excited/confused. First off, boys who have girlfriends should not kiss girls who are not their girlfriends. It is not nice to third party girl. But whatever...
Friday was the last day of school, which means that as of 12:12 Friday, I am a SENIOR!!!!! I am so excited for next year. Senior year is the best year of your life, apparently, and I need a wonderful year after this one... I was so sad that all my seniors are leaving, but Friday night as I watched them all graduate, I was brimming with pride, and I couldn't stop smiling. Geez, I am worse than the Country Club grandma I was sitting next to... She would laugh everytime we cheered for someone. But it is summer now, and i have three months with them all (well, one with Shane, who I am going to miss so much!!) and that is yay.
Ear Candy: "Love Rhymes with Hideous Car Wreck" by the Blood Brothers
Went to Steffie's grad party this afternoon, which was nice because I got to hang out with everyone. Archie was home, and so was Nani. I took an unusually large amount of shit today, and some on very sensitive subjects. I laugh about it, but honestly, I am not ok with it. There are certain people who really don't know when to quit. And I am tired of it. Yes, I have a big nose, but accept it and fucking move on, it is REALLY not that funny. The same old jokes are growing very tiresome, and I am tired of laughing like I think it is funny. It feels like lying. I realize that most people continue to joke because it prevents them from being the center of the mockery, but why does it have to be there at all? Is it impossible to be friends with someone and not be mean to them? There is a point where it stops being funny.
what rhymes with pity?
I don't want this to be a big deal, I don't want drama, and I don't need another Canadian dinner. But seriously, I can only have so much grace under pressure before I just get tired of it!
Brianna: If you are reading this, I miss you like crazy. And you owe me tea.
If you aren't being an asshole, I love you.
~E
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Going to the beach...
Ear Candy: xsurfx by Heckacopter
Does it make me groupie if I am a. listening to their album, and 2. if it automatically puts me into a better mood? Whatever, groupie or otherwise, I like that they are friends of mine, and it is fun to dance to.
No, this is not a fanatical "Oh my god, I love Ethan and Dillon SOOOOOOO much!!!! They are so fucking hot!!!111!!one!! lolzies!!" entry.
I am so fucking ready for school to be over, but I am really sad to say goodbye to all my seniors. I know that we will, for the most part, still be friends. But it will be weird being at Montgomery without you all. Oh well, I get to go to graduation, so that will be a good time for me to get to cry like a pathetic little child and shamelessly drape myself over all of you whilest begging for you not to leave me... Perhaps that is a dramatization.
I don't think there is much of a point to this. Eeew, icky ex-boyfriend is talking to me. Does he think we're friends or something? He must have missed the memo... And who could have predicted that he is still a pompous ass hole?! (*drowns in pool of own sarcasm*)
Job applications are calling my name... Call me, I'm boreddddd!
If you aren't being hounded by creepy ex's, I love you. And i'm jealous.
~E
Does it make me groupie if I am a. listening to their album, and 2. if it automatically puts me into a better mood? Whatever, groupie or otherwise, I like that they are friends of mine, and it is fun to dance to.
No, this is not a fanatical "Oh my god, I love Ethan and Dillon SOOOOOOO much!!!! They are so fucking hot!!!111!!one!! lolzies!!" entry.
I am so fucking ready for school to be over, but I am really sad to say goodbye to all my seniors. I know that we will, for the most part, still be friends. But it will be weird being at Montgomery without you all. Oh well, I get to go to graduation, so that will be a good time for me to get to cry like a pathetic little child and shamelessly drape myself over all of you whilest begging for you not to leave me... Perhaps that is a dramatization.
I don't think there is much of a point to this. Eeew, icky ex-boyfriend is talking to me. Does he think we're friends or something? He must have missed the memo... And who could have predicted that he is still a pompous ass hole?! (*drowns in pool of own sarcasm*)
Job applications are calling my name... Call me, I'm boreddddd!
If you aren't being hounded by creepy ex's, I love you. And i'm jealous.
~E
Monday, June 06, 2005
Un Monde Parfait
Ear Candy: "Un Monde Parfait" par Ilona et Tres Bien
Dans unmonde parfait, I would be able to take French IB/AP next year avec Madame Melvin and everything would be tres jolie. However, dans le monde tres merde I am currently inhabiting, I can't. When the Madames sat down to make the schedule for next year, they forgot to take into consideration the choir kids.... Backs were bent over in a general backwards direction for the fucking student gov kids (I can't possibly express how much I deteste Miriam Briceno... Abhor?) and the class has been moved from it's cozy position in fourth period to second period to accomodate the brats. This would seem to work fabulous were it not for the fact that I take choir second period. I already didn't take Concert choir this year to accomodate French into my schedule, but I am not doing it again. There are more choir kids than gov kids, and the choir kids have been in the program longer, but we are being overlooked, and I am very sad about this.
Ear Candy: "Quand On Cherche l'Amour" par Natasha St. Pierre
I love taking French very, very much. I love the culture, I love the language and speaking it, and I love the Madames, but I am feeling very, very slighted here... I moved schedules so that I could fit in French, assuming that it was fourth period. I dropped another elective, and a free period so that I could fit everything, and now I can't even take it. I am really just sad about this... J'aime le francais.
Si tu parle le francais, je t'aime.
~E
Dans unmonde parfait, I would be able to take French IB/AP next year avec Madame Melvin and everything would be tres jolie. However, dans le monde tres merde I am currently inhabiting, I can't. When the Madames sat down to make the schedule for next year, they forgot to take into consideration the choir kids.... Backs were bent over in a general backwards direction for the fucking student gov kids (I can't possibly express how much I deteste Miriam Briceno... Abhor?) and the class has been moved from it's cozy position in fourth period to second period to accomodate the brats. This would seem to work fabulous were it not for the fact that I take choir second period. I already didn't take Concert choir this year to accomodate French into my schedule, but I am not doing it again. There are more choir kids than gov kids, and the choir kids have been in the program longer, but we are being overlooked, and I am very sad about this.
Ear Candy: "Quand On Cherche l'Amour" par Natasha St. Pierre
I love taking French very, very much. I love the culture, I love the language and speaking it, and I love the Madames, but I am feeling very, very slighted here... I moved schedules so that I could fit in French, assuming that it was fourth period. I dropped another elective, and a free period so that I could fit everything, and now I can't even take it. I am really just sad about this... J'aime le francais.
Si tu parle le francais, je t'aime.
~E
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