This is going to be a long-winded, rambling, possibly vain look at myself. Trying to point out what I like instead of just the bad.
Name: Gabrielle (Brie)
-I like my name, I don’t think I’d want it anything different.
Appearance: 5’6” 130llbs. Messy, curly, dark blonde hair leaning toward brown. Amber eyes. Tan skin, freckles across nose, various scars and scratches. Average body type, well curved, somewhat muscular. Really big hands, stubby nails that I tend to peel. Size 10-11 feet. Soft, average, pink lips. Recent braces.
-I’m happy with my body for the most part. My hair is somewhat of an irritant, but hey it can change.
Clothing: Jeans or cargo capris in various colors. T-shirt, usually a black men’s shirt. Black converse, blue jacket, occasional fedora hat or red/gold striped scarf.
-I look like quite a schmuk most of the time, which bothers me. Sometimes I recognize how I look as frumpy and other times I just think about how comfortable it is. My style is, confusing. Which fits really.
Personality/Mentality: (Here’s where things get messy) Alright I guess to sum myself up in one word? Confused. Very, very confused. Example: My writing voice is well composed, using plenty of high-level vocabulary and intriguing sentence structure. Now my speaking voice? It’s a disaster; deeper and messy. I can’t form words half the time! It’s really quite infuriating. I can sing however, I have a very pretty voice in my opinion. Sure I can’t hit very high notes but it’s nice all the same. I guess I’m pretty unfeminine when you look at me. But I am feminine, kinda, underneath. I like to dress up, be it in a werewolf costume or a satin dress. I’d put on makeup if I looked good in it and wasn’t so lazy. {That’s certainly a flaw of mine, I’m horribly lazy. It’s an illness.} And I certainly keep my eyes out for boys, although I’m pretty shy about actually talking to anyone. Just trying to complement the kid with the great Halloween wolf tail took me almost 15 minutes to work up the courage to do. I shouldn’t have to even think about it! And since we’re on that topic, * ahem* :
-What I look for in a guy: brown or oddly colored hair, either in a longer style or short and very spiky. Not extremely muscular but not a weakling either. Eclectic clothing style. Sweet and cuddly and funny, confident (or at least he appears to be). Interested in similar topics to myself and not so much in sports. If such a person exists send them immediately please X3
The world: A dreadful, cynical place that shows you its good side before grabbing a mace and whacking you in the face. Bam. I will attempt to keep my confused, oblivious, fantastical view on the world for as long as possible.
On the subject of my mentality: Everyone has insane moments, I just have them more than some people. I don’t really know what’s wrong with me but I view the world in some kind of detached state. Like I know something is wrong, and I do it anyway while I’m thinking that it’s wrong. And again, it’s not just moments; it’s all the time. Lying and thinking that I must be a truly horrible person for doing so but continuing to do it anyway. And the worst part being I don’t know why. My mom calls me on something bad I’ve been doing and asks me “why?” and I tell her “I don’t know” and that’s just not an acceptable answer with her. She assumes we know why we do things and have control over ourselves all the time. I don’t know what outside force is dragging me around like a chew toy, or some inside call screwing with me for the fun of it but I’m going to have to figure it out eventually.
So to finish up. I apologize for the messy splatter of conscience/brain puke sitting on you’re screen right now, Good Day.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Back to our usual broadcast...
...of angst radio. Remember, if you don't like whining just flick that dial!
So it's after Sophia's party and I'm tired, cold, and brimming with self loathing. The party itself was fun, nothing wrong with that. But now it's pitch black dark outside, I have an entire packet to do for bio, and all my grades are positively horrendus. And not horrendus as in 'oh I have a b+, what will I do?' horrendus as in 'oh fuck, I have a c- in French and I'm hopelessly lost' My dad's birthday is on Monday as well, and we're spending the whole day from 4:00 to 7:00 pm with him. Yes that will certainly improve my failing academics, doing homework at dad's house. So I think I'm just going to continue lying here on the playroom floor until I stop feeling terribly sick from the one slice of sugery cake I just ate or get yelled at to do my homework. G'night.
So it's after Sophia's party and I'm tired, cold, and brimming with self loathing. The party itself was fun, nothing wrong with that. But now it's pitch black dark outside, I have an entire packet to do for bio, and all my grades are positively horrendus. And not horrendus as in 'oh I have a b+, what will I do?' horrendus as in 'oh fuck, I have a c- in French and I'm hopelessly lost' My dad's birthday is on Monday as well, and we're spending the whole day from 4:00 to 7:00 pm with him. Yes that will certainly improve my failing academics, doing homework at dad's house. So I think I'm just going to continue lying here on the playroom floor until I stop feeling terribly sick from the one slice of sugery cake I just ate or get yelled at to do my homework. G'night.
Turret
http://onyxrouge.deviantart.com/art/Portal-Turret-103724319
((click on the above link to go to my deviantart page or the below one to see the full image))
Taadaa!! Awesome right? It was difficult to get the legs right and of course they're still not perfect but the egg was so damn fragile. The writing says "Are you still there?" framed by some overzealous blood spatters. I missed another one of the fun parties where people play spin the bottle and do other fun awkward things. I'm so boring. And nerdy.
((click on the above link to go to my deviantart page or the below one to see the full image))
Taadaa!! Awesome right? It was difficult to get the legs right and of course they're still not perfect but the egg was so damn fragile. The writing says "Are you still there?" framed by some overzealous blood spatters. I missed another one of the fun parties where people play spin the bottle and do other fun awkward things. I'm so boring. And nerdy.
Hey peeps
So long time no see right? Lifes fine, up, down, annoying, bothersome, amusing, etc. I missed another awesome party, AGAIN. I'm such a nerd, I sat around the house in my oldest pjs making freaking turrets out of eggs. I mean it looks awesome but still. Pictures to follow once I find my camera cable.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
The Vitamin String Quartet
THEY ARE AMAZING!!! GO LOOK UP THEIR MUSIC, LOOK IT UP NOW!! For some, they make classical music bearable, for others they make alternative rock/pop/hip-hop bearable. You must listen! You must!
And yes, I am almost finished with the Death Be Not Proud work.
Go listen now!!!
And yes, I am almost finished with the Death Be Not Proud work.
Go listen now!!!
Monday, August 11, 2008
Uh Oh
Hey, you there! Reader!
Come closer, I have a secret I want to tell you.
Closer
Good. Here's my secret: I'm in deep dog shit with my honors work.
School starts in about 2 weeks and I haven't finished one assignment.
So yeh, I'm in lots of trouble. I'm going to try and finish it all this week. Wish me luck!
Come closer, I have a secret I want to tell you.
Closer
No really, come closer.
Good. Here's my secret: I'm in deep dog shit with my honors work.
School starts in about 2 weeks and I haven't finished one assignment.
So yeh, I'm in lots of trouble. I'm going to try and finish it all this week. Wish me luck!
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
I want it!!!
Ooooo, it's so cute!! I could keep it in my pocket.
http://www.sciencenews.org/view/generic/id/34803/description/Smallest_known_snake
http://www.sciencenews.org/view/generic/id/34803/description/Smallest_known_snake
Friday, July 11, 2008
Birthday
I'll be fouteen in 5 days! And I deleted the other post because it was crappy and I'm sure everyone else was just thinking "stfu, what's your problem?" Which is a perfectly acceptable response. As Simone kindly pointed out I should stop being so cynical.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Old Work
Something I wrote several months ago.
It was on a Saturday night at the end of February. Orin walked beside me, his height enough that my elbow rested relaxed on his back. I scratched him behind the ears and he was panting and wagging his long tail when he stiffened and I heard something. A rustling in the bushes and a sickening sound like raw meat tearing off a bone. Orin growled low, looking at me to see my reaction. I wasn’t afraid yet; a chill ran up my spine and I was intrigued. Orin “wuffed” and looked at his back. I knew what that meant and gently slid onto him, locking my hands around his muscled neck and clamping my legs to his side. He started forward, his gate smooth and comforting, the warmth emanating from his long fur acting as a jacket in the cold forest shadows. The tearing sound continued as he cautiously snuck toward the source. He parted the underbrush and in a moonlit clearing crouched a figure. The clothes were worn and old, the skin pale and glowing in the night. The girl’s fine blonde hair dragged in the blood of the small animal dead in front of her.
It’s a vampire; and she’s new. Orin snarled in my mind. I could feel his muscles ripple under me as his fight or flight instincts kicked in.
She seems familiar, far, far too familiar. I said as the frightening recognition dawned in my mind.
The vampire turned toward us then and a mixture of emotion tore through me: terror, shock, horror, and for some reason nostalgia. It was Simone; my best friend for more than five years was crouched before me. Blood trickled down the sides of her pale mouth and her eyes were a purple color instead of their usual clear, sky blue. That was an ok sign; instead of the blood-starved red this color meant she had been at least partially satiated. Her gaze was clouded and animalistic, she seemed to peer through Orin and I instead of at us.
“Simone” I whispered, staring at her. The name brought her around and she looked at me with a child like confusion. She stood, stepping toward us, before Orin snarled angrily and snapped his formidable jaws. Simone automatically took a fighting position, hissing, but I broke what could have been a fight, “RUN!” I screamed at her, moving my hands to grab Orin’s ears. Fear became apparent in Simone’s gaze and she looked at me with what I hoped was recognition, before disappearing like a ghost into the underbrush.
~+~+~
Don't worry Simone, you end up with an Edward-type person in the end. And you're not evil. Happy Birthday BTW!!
It was on a Saturday night at the end of February. Orin walked beside me, his height enough that my elbow rested relaxed on his back. I scratched him behind the ears and he was panting and wagging his long tail when he stiffened and I heard something. A rustling in the bushes and a sickening sound like raw meat tearing off a bone. Orin growled low, looking at me to see my reaction. I wasn’t afraid yet; a chill ran up my spine and I was intrigued. Orin “wuffed” and looked at his back. I knew what that meant and gently slid onto him, locking my hands around his muscled neck and clamping my legs to his side. He started forward, his gate smooth and comforting, the warmth emanating from his long fur acting as a jacket in the cold forest shadows. The tearing sound continued as he cautiously snuck toward the source. He parted the underbrush and in a moonlit clearing crouched a figure. The clothes were worn and old, the skin pale and glowing in the night. The girl’s fine blonde hair dragged in the blood of the small animal dead in front of her.
It’s a vampire; and she’s new. Orin snarled in my mind. I could feel his muscles ripple under me as his fight or flight instincts kicked in.
She seems familiar, far, far too familiar. I said as the frightening recognition dawned in my mind.
The vampire turned toward us then and a mixture of emotion tore through me: terror, shock, horror, and for some reason nostalgia. It was Simone; my best friend for more than five years was crouched before me. Blood trickled down the sides of her pale mouth and her eyes were a purple color instead of their usual clear, sky blue. That was an ok sign; instead of the blood-starved red this color meant she had been at least partially satiated. Her gaze was clouded and animalistic, she seemed to peer through Orin and I instead of at us.
“Simone” I whispered, staring at her. The name brought her around and she looked at me with a child like confusion. She stood, stepping toward us, before Orin snarled angrily and snapped his formidable jaws. Simone automatically took a fighting position, hissing, but I broke what could have been a fight, “RUN!” I screamed at her, moving my hands to grab Orin’s ears. Fear became apparent in Simone’s gaze and she looked at me with what I hoped was recognition, before disappearing like a ghost into the underbrush.
~+~+~
Don't worry Simone, you end up with an Edward-type person in the end. And you're not evil. Happy Birthday BTW!!
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
The End is Less Passionate Than Expected.
I have officially graduated from middle school.
Whoopee.
We went out to Kabuki with Simone, that was nice. Then we got home.
I watched the last DNAngel episode with Monique. The end was kind of crappy, and it made me really really depressed. Like I am now.
I can't think of one single thing to write about. I can't think of anything to draw. No lyrics come to me. I've always been so incredibly creative; stories flowed out of my mind in a continuous stream. My characters were amazing. What happened? What the FUCK happened to my creativity?! I freaking can't live wihtout it, ok? I'm going to stumble and fall and kill myself by landing on something sharp without it. I NEED IT. I could start a million snetences and they'll all be about something that's been done so much lately it's dead. Where did my Originality, my individuality go? I can't keep on like this, I really don't think I can. I want to be passionate in my writing. I want to be amazing at something. And just when I'm figuring this out all my art, all my skills, everything deserts me.
It's true. You never know what you have till its gone.
How do I bring it back? Please, please please come back. I need it back. I need it so terribly, terribly much.
Help.
Whoopee.
We went out to Kabuki with Simone, that was nice. Then we got home.
I watched the last DNAngel episode with Monique. The end was kind of crappy, and it made me really really depressed. Like I am now.
I can't think of one single thing to write about. I can't think of anything to draw. No lyrics come to me. I've always been so incredibly creative; stories flowed out of my mind in a continuous stream. My characters were amazing. What happened? What the FUCK happened to my creativity?! I freaking can't live wihtout it, ok? I'm going to stumble and fall and kill myself by landing on something sharp without it. I NEED IT. I could start a million snetences and they'll all be about something that's been done so much lately it's dead. Where did my Originality, my individuality go? I can't keep on like this, I really don't think I can. I want to be passionate in my writing. I want to be amazing at something. And just when I'm figuring this out all my art, all my skills, everything deserts me.
It's true. You never know what you have till its gone.
How do I bring it back? Please, please please come back. I need it back. I need it so terribly, terribly much.
Help.
Monday, June 16, 2008
Meh
Damn writer's block.
Mom totally went off on me about how "I never see anything through" and "why don't you want to do a team sport? Get active! I thought you were going to do dance? Oh so just because you have to put a little commitment or a little effort into something you're not interested!? Don't you want to put some effort into something and see the results?" No. I really don't care enough for that mom. Plus all th usual, "the house is a mess, get off your butt, clean up, I'm not doing this by myself" sh!t.
School is almost over and I still don't have any story inspiration (I don't think you've ever tried writing a novel mom, it is hard to come up with something people might actually want to read. Get off my case woman.)
Anyway, we went to the beach today, which was fun. Cept I got some sunburn. Ow.
Damn writer's block.
Mom totally went off on me about how "I never see anything through" and "why don't you want to do a team sport? Get active! I thought you were going to do dance? Oh so just because you have to put a little commitment or a little effort into something you're not interested!? Don't you want to put some effort into something and see the results?" No. I really don't care enough for that mom. Plus all th usual, "the house is a mess, get off your butt, clean up, I'm not doing this by myself" sh!t.
School is almost over and I still don't have any story inspiration (I don't think you've ever tried writing a novel mom, it is hard to come up with something people might actually want to read. Get off my case woman.)
Anyway, we went to the beach today, which was fun. Cept I got some sunburn. Ow.
Damn writer's block.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Missed Chances
There are so, so many chances I've missed in my life time. The most recent being the missed opportunity to talk to someone.
I was with dad, grandpa george (dad's dad), and my sisters. We were at the movies goign to see Iron Man and Monique, Sophia and I were waiting in a line for it. Dad and Grandpa George were looking for a faster way into the theater and were not insight when I spied some I would have REALLY liked to talk to. He had dark brown, fairly non-descript hair and a nice face. What caught my eye though was the necklace he was wearing. On a thick chain, kind of like the one I use to wear my dog tag (actual dog tag shaped like a bone) and on it was hanging a pentagram. Just a plain, black and bronze pentagram against his gray t-shirt. I just kept staring at him while waiting in line and wondering how to approach. He was with some friends, they were flicking playing cards at each other. But dad called me away to come to the movie and I didn't see him again... :( I just wanted to say something simple like, "Hi, nice necklace" but it didn't happen. Makes me very sad that I will probably never see him again. *tear*
But I've missed alot of opportunities like that because I'm always with my family, or I don't have time, or bla bla bla. *sigh* Oh well. **pining for missed chance**
Night.
I was with dad, grandpa george (dad's dad), and my sisters. We were at the movies goign to see Iron Man and Monique, Sophia and I were waiting in a line for it. Dad and Grandpa George were looking for a faster way into the theater and were not insight when I spied some I would have REALLY liked to talk to. He had dark brown, fairly non-descript hair and a nice face. What caught my eye though was the necklace he was wearing. On a thick chain, kind of like the one I use to wear my dog tag (actual dog tag shaped like a bone) and on it was hanging a pentagram. Just a plain, black and bronze pentagram against his gray t-shirt. I just kept staring at him while waiting in line and wondering how to approach. He was with some friends, they were flicking playing cards at each other. But dad called me away to come to the movie and I didn't see him again... :( I just wanted to say something simple like, "Hi, nice necklace" but it didn't happen. Makes me very sad that I will probably never see him again. *tear*
But I've missed alot of opportunities like that because I'm always with my family, or I don't have time, or bla bla bla. *sigh* Oh well. **pining for missed chance**
Night.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Guess I'm Screwed
36%
In this case I better find some crazy skilled Zombie fighter to save my butt.
((that icon is screwy for some reason, it says 36%)
In this case I better find some crazy skilled Zombie fighter to save my butt.
((that icon is screwy for some reason, it says 36%)
Friday, April 18, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Slight Dread
I was just thinking about this weekend when we all go out to dinner for Monique's birthday and my heart tightened at the thought. I'm imagining a truly taught enviroment where people are going to have to talk carefully or they might start something and I'll be the only one of my sisters who notices it. They'll probably just be happy to be all together and Monique will probably just be thinking about her birthday (not that she's particularly shallow or anything, who doesn't want to enjoy every minute of their birthday?) Grr. Annoyance. I feel like I'm sitting on the treaty line between waring peoples. Stupid over-maturity.
Bad procrastinating, bad! Get back to homework!
Bad procrastinating, bad! Get back to homework!
Monday, April 14, 2008
:p
Yep, this is a sticking-my-tongue-out kind of day. It's all I want to do right now for some reason.
Recently Finished: The Haunting of Alaizabel Cray (rating: 10)
Current Book: Kitty and the Midnight Hour (rating so far: 10)
Current Favorite song(s): Her Eyes, Sweet Dreams (are made of these)
Deadlines:
Star Review; History: Wednesday April 16
Science Fair: May 12
Current Grades:(for which I am displeased about)
PE: A
Math: A
English: B ( X< )
History: B ( X< )
Science: B ( X< )
Aide: A
~Notes: These are unexceptable!!!! I refuse to trade in all my other grades for an A in math. THIS MUST BE FIXED ASAP!!!
Current feeling/thoughts/emotions (^=good, *=bad, ^*=unimportant, undecided, don't care):
-Sore^**
-Tired^*
-dissapointed (snipping grades...)*
-Pleased^
-Content^
-pms-ee^**
-Wolfy^^^
Other:
-weekend was not very fun. Doesn't matter now.
I like this graph format ^_^ Have a good day
Recently Finished: The Haunting of Alaizabel Cray (rating: 10)
Current Book: Kitty and the Midnight Hour (rating so far: 10)
Current Favorite song(s): Her Eyes, Sweet Dreams (are made of these)
Deadlines:
Star Review; History: Wednesday April 16
Science Fair: May 12
Current Grades:(for which I am displeased about)
PE: A
Math: A
English: B ( X< )
History: B ( X< )
Science: B ( X< )
Aide: A
~Notes: These are unexceptable!!!! I refuse to trade in all my other grades for an A in math. THIS MUST BE FIXED ASAP!!!
Current feeling/thoughts/emotions (^=good, *=bad, ^*=unimportant, undecided, don't care):
-Sore^**
-Tired^*
-dissapointed (snipping grades...)*
-Pleased^
-Content^
-pms-ee^**
-Wolfy^^^
Other:
-weekend was not very fun. Doesn't matter now.
I like this graph format ^_^ Have a good day
Sunday, April 13, 2008
...
Here you go mom. I hope you check your email once in a while. Just leave me alon from now on, can't you?!
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Oh-My-God
F***!!!!!!!!
I was sorting through my backpack just now and guess what I just found.
The class choice list I was supposed to turn in last month!!!
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!
I have to turn it in as soon as possible. I'm so screwed.
Damnit why can't I ever remember anything?!?!
I was sorting through my backpack just now and guess what I just found.
The class choice list I was supposed to turn in last month!!!
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!
I have to turn it in as soon as possible. I'm so screwed.
Damnit why can't I ever remember anything?!?!
Friday, March 21, 2008
Gender Bender
Um, yeah. Guess what? Mom took Minx to get spayed today and it turns out she is not a she at all, but a he!!
Um, oops?
So we no longer have a female kitten named Minx but a male kitten named Max (no relation to the avian human hybrid who talks too much)
again, oops?
Um, oops?
So we no longer have a female kitten named Minx but a male kitten named Max (no relation to the avian human hybrid who talks too much)
again, oops?
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Sophistication beyond beleif!!!
Some people spend their Saturdays at parties. Some people have sleepovers and talk about girly stuff.
Last weekend I spent my weekened with my best friend Simone playing EXTREME (to the max) Twister. At this moment I am watching the first Pokemon movie and perfecting my different Pokemon impressions (my best one at the moment is tokepri)
anyway, Melody is about to give Ash his quest. AWESOMENESS!!!!
lol, I am so lame.
Last weekend I spent my weekened with my best friend Simone playing EXTREME (to the max) Twister. At this moment I am watching the first Pokemon movie and perfecting my different Pokemon impressions (my best one at the moment is tokepri)
anyway, Melody is about to give Ash his quest. AWESOMENESS!!!!
lol, I am so lame.
Monday, March 3, 2008
Hello!!
Hey peoples ^_^ haven't posted in a while, but now I have some stuff to say.
I'm pretty happy right now, very happy. I had very little homework today and we're having block schedule tomorrow, which will be refreshing. I was helping my mom cook dinner and she uses alot of alchohol in her cooking (don't worry, all the actual alchohol burns off in the cooking process ;p) so sometimes she lets my try some on my fingertip. In my life time i have tried red wine (smells so good but tastes so bad), beer (can't remember the exact taste but remember I didn't like it), and tonight was rum (pretty good). Just thought I'd insert that :p I'm hungry.
I have a dentist appointment on wedneday and have to get a couple fillings :( oh well. Been listening to alot of the latest My Chemical Romance album. My current favorites are: Famous Last Words, I Don't Love You, Mama, and Cancer.
anyway, that's all for now. Night!
I'm pretty happy right now, very happy. I had very little homework today and we're having block schedule tomorrow, which will be refreshing. I was helping my mom cook dinner and she uses alot of alchohol in her cooking (don't worry, all the actual alchohol burns off in the cooking process ;p) so sometimes she lets my try some on my fingertip. In my life time i have tried red wine (smells so good but tastes so bad), beer (can't remember the exact taste but remember I didn't like it), and tonight was rum (pretty good). Just thought I'd insert that :p I'm hungry.
I have a dentist appointment on wedneday and have to get a couple fillings :( oh well. Been listening to alot of the latest My Chemical Romance album. My current favorites are: Famous Last Words, I Don't Love You, Mama, and Cancer.
anyway, that's all for now. Night!
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Random Blurb
I'M-SO-BORED!!!!!!!!!!!
Dad is trying to make small talk about me being 14 this summer.
When will this torture end?!?!
and again...so, so bored
Dad is trying to make small talk about me being 14 this summer.
When will this torture end?!?!
and again...so, so bored
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
How's it going?
Fine. Just fine.
I'm switching between bouts of severe depression and normal-ness. We have to clean the house and I'm slacking off. I have two huge tests tomorrow. I'm continuing to lie to people (mostly my mother. Yes I am hiddeous) and i finished Eclipse. I also have guitar tomorrow and I haven't given the instrument a second glance. I don't know what to do with myself, I'm a pretty pathetic welp. Selfish, slacker, depressed, moral-less she wolf. To make things worse mom has a cold and we just can't seem to get things right.
"It's like I'm the one you love to hate, I just can't get it right" -Shut Up, Simple Plan
*is teary* I have to go do stuff now, bye.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
grades:
History: B
Math: B
Lang Arts: A
PE: A-
Science: A/A-
Aide: A+
Semester ends friday thank god
I'm switching between bouts of severe depression and normal-ness. We have to clean the house and I'm slacking off. I have two huge tests tomorrow. I'm continuing to lie to people (mostly my mother. Yes I am hiddeous) and i finished Eclipse. I also have guitar tomorrow and I haven't given the instrument a second glance. I don't know what to do with myself, I'm a pretty pathetic welp. Selfish, slacker, depressed, moral-less she wolf. To make things worse mom has a cold and we just can't seem to get things right.
"It's like I'm the one you love to hate, I just can't get it right" -Shut Up, Simple Plan
*is teary* I have to go do stuff now, bye.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
grades:
History: B
Math: B
Lang Arts: A
PE: A-
Science: A/A-
Aide: A+
Semester ends friday thank god
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Procraaastination, I like eating bacon...
that's right people, it's 9:33 and I still have homework. And I'm procrastinating on it!! Spleee!!!
~~The rest of my day:~~~~~~~~~~~
Soc. Studies: worked hectically on national history day *puking on the inside*
Math: made an effort to pay attention, ended up drawing a half decent drawing in my notebook. Still have a solid B!!!!
Lang. Arts: almost died of boredom, worked on stupid essay some more. Read eclipse some but I feared for its confiscation
PE: creat a game, bleh
Lunch: Worked on NHD more. My poster still looks like crap and she's grading it now. Worried greatly about my grade...
Science: boredom, read eclipse more
Aide: sub, surfed the web
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(song)
Procrastination, I like eating bacon
Langauge Arts is the boredom of my life...
shoot, moniques fish just died I think....
~~The rest of my day:~~~~~~~~~~~
Soc. Studies: worked hectically on national history day *puking on the inside*
Math: made an effort to pay attention, ended up drawing a half decent drawing in my notebook. Still have a solid B!!!!
Lang. Arts: almost died of boredom, worked on stupid essay some more. Read eclipse some but I feared for its confiscation
PE: creat a game, bleh
Lunch: Worked on NHD more. My poster still looks like crap and she's grading it now. Worried greatly about my grade...
Science: boredom, read eclipse more
Aide: sub, surfed the web
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(song)
Procrastination, I like eating bacon
Langauge Arts is the boredom of my life...
shoot, moniques fish just died I think....
Monday, January 21, 2008
Hey peoples
Hey my non-existant audience.
I'm infinitley bored at the moment.
I have to print out a ton of stuff for NHD.
Stupid NHD, I'm procrastinating I guess...
ugh
plus i got my . which just makes everything better
but the boredoms worse
Reading: Starting Eclipse
Eating: Nothing
Drinking: nothing
Listeing to: everyday annoying sounds
still too bored. bleh
I'm infinitley bored at the moment.
I have to print out a ton of stuff for NHD.
Stupid NHD, I'm procrastinating I guess...
ugh
plus i got my . which just makes everything better
but the boredoms worse
Reading: Starting Eclipse
Eating: Nothing
Drinking: nothing
Listeing to: everyday annoying sounds
still too bored. bleh
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Moronic
NOOOOOO!!!!!!
I am so moronic!!
So I was testing the ban message on my forum, right? I created a different account, then logged into my own and banned Supertard (the other account) but now I can't get on AT ALL!!!!!
I have to get simone through email and tell her how to remove the ban!!
I swear, i think my brian dissolves in my skull at times.
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About my day:
Soc. Studies: was sent to library to study for test I missed yesterday, snuck New Moon along and read the entire time instead
Math: actually payed attention!! (in the beginning) then went to reading New Moon, was reprimanded twice.
Lang. Arts: went over stupid a$$ essay on stupid a$$ book. Tried reading New Moon, was reprimanded repeatedly until I feared I might lose both Jacob and Edward to Mrs. Goodman's confiscation
PE: worked on game, blech
Lunch: took make up vocab test, Samantha was nowhere to be found at lunch club (thank god)
Frederick: copied some notes, read the rest of the time
Aide: Read
Home: don't want to relive it.
I am so moronic!!
So I was testing the ban message on my forum, right? I created a different account, then logged into my own and banned Supertard (the other account) but now I can't get on AT ALL!!!!!
I have to get simone through email and tell her how to remove the ban!!
I swear, i think my brian dissolves in my skull at times.
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About my day:
Soc. Studies: was sent to library to study for test I missed yesterday, snuck New Moon along and read the entire time instead
Math: actually payed attention!! (in the beginning) then went to reading New Moon, was reprimanded twice.
Lang. Arts: went over stupid a$$ essay on stupid a$$ book. Tried reading New Moon, was reprimanded repeatedly until I feared I might lose both Jacob and Edward to Mrs. Goodman's confiscation
PE: worked on game, blech
Lunch: took make up vocab test, Samantha was nowhere to be found at lunch club (thank god)
Frederick: copied some notes, read the rest of the time
Aide: Read
Home: don't want to relive it.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Skipping
I've actually been home all day sick.
I wasn't actually puking or shivering with fever or something, (i did have a fever last night) mostly I just had a sore throat and a stuffy nose. But it was nice to take a day away from school, be it because I was sick or not. THis is the only day I've been absent all year. SImone takes a couple more absences than I, lucky duck. Although I basically went unconcious recently, I just slept for two straight hours. And I got to spend my morning cuddled up with Edward Cullen, I mean, New Moon. Well, before he left(Edward you beautiful **CENSORSHIP!**)
Anyway, my sore throat has mostly gone away now, and I didn't have to deal with Samantha today (my continuously complaining tag-a-long)
I think I'll go have some soup now, see ya!
I wasn't actually puking or shivering with fever or something, (i did have a fever last night) mostly I just had a sore throat and a stuffy nose. But it was nice to take a day away from school, be it because I was sick or not. THis is the only day I've been absent all year. SImone takes a couple more absences than I, lucky duck. Although I basically went unconcious recently, I just slept for two straight hours. And I got to spend my morning cuddled up with Edward Cullen, I mean, New Moon. Well, before he left(Edward you beautiful **CENSORSHIP!**)
Anyway, my sore throat has mostly gone away now, and I didn't have to deal with Samantha today (my continuously complaining tag-a-long)
I think I'll go have some soup now, see ya!
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