I hate my writing. It's beyond shitty.
I have a thing on my lip that is annoying the bejesus out of me.
I think I need a vacation.
My computer comes in the beginning of August! That's next week! ::dances::
I hate my writing. It's beyond shitty.
I just talked to my friend Alicia for the first time in what feels like a century. The last time I talked to her was, I think, in 9th grade. Oh how far we've come. It was great, we talked for maybe an hour and it was like we had never lost touch. No awkwardness or strange silence or sad sob stories or anything. Alicia has always been the kind of person to say what everyone else is probably thinking. For example:
The new Strongbad E-mail has Strongbad wearing Philippe-style glasses! Oh the insanity!
"Out on the street, you never know what you're getting and suddenly two days later, you're beating yourself in the head with a tennis racket, wearing a towel and quoting Poe. You don't want that for your kid." - Johnny Depp
So I have to say this. In sophomore year I was really gullible and bought a Guster CD from Dan Lange. Except that he never actually gave it to me. For over two years he said to me, "You'll get it before we graduate high school, I promise!". Well guess what...I'm all nice and graduated and still no Guster CD.
Oh yeah, and Mari? Before I forget, at the beach the other day I saw a sign for a "romance" (porno) store called "P.S. I Love You".
In the strings class today Mr. Cook had everyone play a rhythm over and over again on the D string. He said "Some of you may realize what I'm about to do. Whatever you do, don't laugh. Whatever you do, keep playing." The kids continued to play the rhythm for awhile and I sat down in a corner and covered my face, knowing that something was going to happen soon and whatever it was that was going to happen would start me laughing uncontrollably. Not soon after that, Mr. Cook started barking like a dog. In rhythm. He was singing the beginning of "Who Let the Dogs Out?" by Baha Men.
Does anyone ever do Quote of the Day anymore?
I'm starting to be mad at my blog. It's just full of a bunch of crap which I now forget to/don't really feel like updating. It's like when I start writing in those pretty new blank books I always get at the bookstore, but realize my writing is too crap for such a pretty book and stop writing in it.
Oh yeah, the comic is awesome. I think I want to scan the comic version of me into the computer and put it on the site at random times. It'd be funny. K, bye.
I had a truly horrible dream I was dead last night. It's still got me extremely shaken. I don't really want to talk about it. I think it might have had something to do with my college fear. And the fact that my family is going through my grandfather's things today. And maybe seeing Pirates of the Carribean.
Feeling much better now. Went to Paintin' the Plates with Linda and it was SOOO MUCH FUN! We both painted these container things, she did a sea theme and I put little lips/kisses/whatever all over mine. I'm not sure how great mine looks, (probably extremely girly...or obscene...depending on what it looks like after it's fired) but it was still lots of fun. There were these kids there who talked A LOT. This was overheard:
People kinda suck sometimes. Like when you have those kids who are supposed to be your bff and then they don't even make an attempt to come visit you for literally YEARS. No exhaggeration.
Getting mad at things that people you're not supposed to care about do is kinda silly. So I should stop doing it.
Diane! Call me!!! I'll come visit ya, it'll be fun. Gotta figure out when and where stuff, first though. So call me or e-mail me or something. Puh-llllleeeeaaaassseee???
My blog just nearly exploded. I hope splitting up the entry works.
Rest of survey..hope this works...
Matt got a new camera. I want to steal it and make it my own because it's just so much cooler than my camera.
Do you ever feel like calling people "Smellyface McGee"?........I do.
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