Whoaah, so much homework lately. It's killing me... slowly. Painfully.
Anywyayayays. It's kinda sad when there could be potential between you and another person, yet there is absolutely no possible way for you two to be together. Because you both are so completely different. There's just no way.
Highschool crushes are for rookies anyway.[denialdenialdenialdenial]
One of my aunts just died last night. I didn't really know her, in fact I think I only met her like twice. But, it's still a time to show repect, and my heart is with her.
Life is good, though. I'm happy. It'd be kinda cute to share that happiness with someone, though.
"Time stands still. All I can feel is the time standing still, as you put down the keys, and say 'don't call me, please.' I THINK I NEEEEED A NEW HEEEEART.
I love my homecoming dress. Seriously. EEEEEEEKKKK. I really wish people didn't make such a big deal about going with a date to homecoming. I'm fine without having a date. In fact, it annoys me when people think they need a date. Naaaaah, no you don't. Have fun mingling, poo poo brains.
"And if I don't make it known that I loved you all along... Just like sunny days that we ignore because we're all dumb and jaded. And, I hope to God I figure out what's wrong."
"You were the one who made things different, you were the one who took me in. You were the one thing I could count on, above all, you were my friend." - Tom Petty
This whole hurricane thing is crazy. Uhh... we're not going to flood. Period. :Knock on wood: Even if I wanted to leave, I'd have nowhere to go. All my family is here, or in England. Ha. And, I'm NOT checking into a hotel without my doggy. No way.
African americansBlack people are the best. No joke, some of them make me laugh so much.
The only fun part about homecoming is getting dressed up. And then arriving to the dance for 5 minutes to show yourself off. Poor boys... they TOTALLY miss out.
I quit my job. I feel guilty about it, but it was time.
I went shopping with Karen and my sisters today. We looked around for dresses. I always have a problem... I'm so picky. Then, at the last minute, I tried on this one dress, and I was in love with it. The only problem was that is was too low cut. Now, my parents aren't conservative about such things, it's just me. I'm way too shy to pull off a dress that exposes a lot of my chest. I should wear dresses that flatter me, though, right? I shouldn't be prohibited. I'm such a loserrrrrrrrrrrr.
Then I went out to eat with my family and Karen and her mommy. HA, we met Russel Crowe... he was Nick Carter at heart. HAHAHH.
The test results came back... my grandma does NOT have cancer. Thank God. And, the doctor has not called me about the mole he had to shave off... meaning I don't have cancer either! Yay! "I can breathe for the first time!"
Anyways. Something else plaguing me. How come lately I've been pushing everyone away? I've looked past so many friendships. Also pushed past what could have been more than a friendship. I don't know why I do this sometimes.
My parents drove my sister to New Orleans for college yesterday. I swear, that girl has too much shit. Over 50 pairs of shoes, no joke. Geez. Anyways, they got up there, and were then told that the school was to be evacuated due to the hurricane coming. Haha, losers. They'll all be back here later today.
I'm full. My grandma always knows how to stuff me until I'm so fat I can't even see my feet. She's great.
I was almost ran over by a car today, while getting the mail. I'm dumb. Period.
This morning a freaked out freshman asked me where she could find her class. Oh my God... whether she realized it or not, she flattered me. Damn, finally, some upperclassmen respect! Of course, I didn't know where her class was at, so I directed her to my friends who were on the scene, but still... she asked me!
Bragging is always good. So, I made a 96 on my Algebra quiz. Yup, all by myself. I mean, Austin did my homework, but I taught myself. I know... I'm pretty close to fantastic.
Today was actually a pretty good day. Ha. I could embellish, but... where's the fun in that?
My sister got me onto this band... The Magnetic Fields. Shit, I love them. Seriously, guys.... seriously.
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