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Friday, February 2nd, 2007
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| Time: | 6:13 pm. |
| Mood: |  worried. |
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My grandma (on my dad's side of the family) had a stroke.
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Tuesday, January 30th, 2007
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1. Grab the nearest book
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
6. Tag 5 people
"Even then Mrs. Darling was placid. 'Let me try, dear,' she said, and indeed that was what he had come to ask her to do; and with her nice cool hands she tied his tie for him, while the children stood around to see their fate decided. Some men would have resented her being able to do it so easily, but Mr. Darling was far too fine a nature for that."
... Are there even 5 people on my Friends-list? o_o ... I mean, 5 people that would do this?
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Sunday, January 14th, 2007
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"YOU'RE ON MY FRIENDS LIST, I WANNA KNOW YOU...I want to know 27 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. You're on my list, so let me know who I am friends with."
1. Can you cook?
2. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator?
3. What talent do you wish you had?
4. Favorite place?
5. Favorite vegetable?
6. What was the last book you read?
7. Are you Dirty or Clean?
8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
9. Worst Habit?
HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...
1. Do we know each other outside of live journal?
2. What's your philosophy on life?
3. Negative or Optimistic?
4. What was your dream growing up?
5. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
6. Would you give me money or a slap in the face?
7. Tell me one weird fact about you:
8. Would you have my back or kick me when I'm down?
9. Do you Trust me?
10. Have you ever kept anything from me?
11. What do you think of me as a Person?
12. Do you think I'm sane or insane?
13. Would you cry for me if I died?
14. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
15. If you could change anything about me, would you?
16. How do you fall asleep?
17. Would you come over to yell at me or just call?
18. Would you go on a blind date if I set you up?
19. If I only had one day to live would you be honest or lie?
20. A million bucks.. what would you do with it?
21. What is your worst fear?
22. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
23. How many times did you curse at me while filling out this thing?
24. Can you sing or dance?
25. In one word, how would you describe me? Be honest....
26. Do you think im cute/ugly/sexy/beautiful/hot/okay?
27. Will you repost this so I can fill it out?
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Tuesday, January 9th, 2007
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Watched The Notebook...
and there is nothing to sum up how I feel. One of my friends yelled at me today. Really yelled at me. I'm inconsiderate and stupid and annoying and rude and a lot of other things. I'm just so, so sorry... that I took stuff out on the wrong people. I really screwed up.
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Monday, January 1st, 2007
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Monday, December 25th, 2006
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I've been up since 6... nothin' to do but Sim...
Ahem. The families of the Royal Kingdom wish it to be known that the time is near at hand for The Deciding of The Heirs. One Noble child and one Royal child will probably wed to produce an heir. Your voting is appreciated, but you don't have to.
The ladies all have their hair pulled back, so you can better judge their features.
Again, the voting process is entirely voluntary.
Are not the facial structures of the Nobleiste twins most unfortunate? Be glad and rejoice that I did not supply a profile view!
Oh, yeah, and Merry Christmas. ... although Jesus wasn't born on Christmas, actually. xD This is the date of an old Pagan thing... but, still, Merry Christmas.
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Sunday, December 24th, 2006
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| Time: | 10:39 am. |
| Mood: |  sleepy. |
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I just woke up... and my eyelid is bleeding. o_o
In other news, smokers should have the right to smoke in public. However, scientists should assign them all with a bubblehead- a protective, air-conditioned bubble to inflate around their head when they light up, so as not to breathe the annoying cigarette smoke into the already smoggy (is that a word?) air.
... let them figure out how to smoke through that bubble. Heh heh.
This just in: President Bush is a moron! Oh, wait, no... I've thought that for years! He's just ignoring the advice of SMART PEOPLE, and this "war on terror" will be a legacy - and not the fun, Sim kind!-, handed down to the next President, along with our debt, and the animosity of the rest of the world and most of the U.S.
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Sunday, December 17th, 2006
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| Time: | 7:40 pm. |
| Mood: |  stressed. |
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Today:
went hiking
ate too much Thai food
went to Jewish thing at The Janss, had severe anxiety,
consequently, Dad and I were lectured for being unfriendly.
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Thursday, December 14th, 2006
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I had the worst panic attack of my life today, in my standard science class. Everyone crowded around me, chanting, "Are you gonna be okay? Are you gonna die?" as I hyperventilated, falling over the desks, gasping, shrieking, "Please help me" over and over.
So, my dad's insurance is very good for therapy. It's $15 each session for the first 20 sessions per year. They'll send us a list of approved people in the mail soon.
I'm very sure that my brief insanity last night had nothing to do with emotions at all.
At this point, of course, no one should believe a word I say.
Oh, so we had a sub, and just before I freaked out, she started screaming at the class, "And if you're saying you don't know this, YOU'RE JUST BULLSHITTING ME!" Yikes.
When she saw how much I was freaking out, she wrote me a pass and I got Mike to help me with my backpack. As we left, everyone was whistling and making the stupid noises that children make during kissing scenes in movies.
In the hallway:
"I'm sorry for embarrassing you like that."
"... It's alright."
"It's just that... you're my only real friend in that class."
Silence. We stopped, one of many pauses as I tried to get my breath.
"Just so you know... I don't like you like that." True. Just that morning, I blew kisses to Joe as he waited outside the girls locker room for the bell to ring. Stupid frump lady yells at me if I take one step out. Anyways.
"Oh. ... that's okay."
He was a total gentleman. When we got to the nurses office, he said, "Are you sure you're going to be okay?"
Yeah, Mike, I think so. I just need to stop being a crazy, callous bitch.
:(
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There are shards of plastic all over the bed. It's a pain, but at least I won't have to worry about the stupid love songs anymore. Just to be sure, I destroy one of my CD players, the one that was already broken.
I take a gift bag from the hall and destroy the letter, then the yearbook pictures.
Petty, maybe, but at least I know that there will be no more ifs or perhaps or I wonder what would have happened. I'm prone to tears and hot chocolate at 3 AM. I recreate my life. I am living my life as a woman about to die, looking back with so many regrets.
My dad is looking for a therapist. For me. To help with my cardiac oddities.
I had a dream that I was walking with Honors students and I was attacked by a lion. It pounced on me, and the kids screamed at me to keep still. That dream re-played over and over again last night.
From dreammoods.com: "To dream that you are attacked by a lion, indicates that you have many obstacles to overcome. You must resist the force that is driving you to self-destruction. "
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Monday, November 20th, 2006
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| Subject: | Surveys |
| Time: | 11:25 pm. |
| Mood: |  depressed. | | Music: | "In Your Arms Tonight" HEDWIG!!. |
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In other words, I just realized how truly immature I have been my entire life.
Don't make promises that you won't keep.
Don't make my dreams come true just to turn into a nightmare.
You think this is poetic? Pathetic? Yeah, it is, but it's my reality, and I'm the one that has to clean up the emotional mess others have made.
We are all cowards.
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Tuesday, November 7th, 2006
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| Subject: | Moping. |
| Time: | 10:37 pm. |
| Mood: |  gloomy. | | Music: | "Come Back From San Francisco" Magnetic Fields. |
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Usually I don't post lyrics to other people's songs, but... whatever.
When you betray me, betray me with a kiss
Damn you... I've never been up as late as this
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Monday, October 9th, 2006
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Wtf does Myspace have to do with life? Nothing, I tells ya! NOTHING!
Today I talked to Cryschelle about stuff. I'm really hoping she gets over that depression soon. Hating anyone as much as she does can't be healthy in the long run. I need to take her out for ice cream or something, before I go maaaaaaaaad!
I made an origami crane today.
Oh, and my dad agreed that around Christmastime I could visit Colina. See old teachers and stuff. Wheee.
... I still have copies of the key to my old Colina lock. xD
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Wednesday, October 4th, 2006
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Something frightening happened to me today.
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Thursday, September 7th, 2006
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I never posted about Westlake! Oh dear, how thoughtless of me. Or thoughtful, as Westlake is awfully annoying to read about.
Alas, for I am far too lazy to write about it at this late hour. I have two tests tomorrow, one auto safety and one French (spelling counts, including accents). I'm sooooo busy.
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Tuesday, September 5th, 2006
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And we have the kitten! His name is Bumper and he's here 'til Tuesday. Awwwwwwwwww.
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Wednesday, August 30th, 2006
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Highschool sucks. I'm exhausted. I miss my REAL friends.
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Saturday, July 22nd, 2006
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Maybe it'd be best if I just got off the internet so I can stop bothering people.
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| Time: | 1:42 pm. |
| Mood: |  apathetic. |
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I'ma goin' to San Francisco for a few days. I'll be back Monday or Tuesday.
And wish me a happy birthday, because I'll be FOURTEEN tomorrow. So there. My last day as a thirteen year old person. It's rather boring, but I did get two CDs and a book about Jewish women. Yaaaaaay.
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Lessee here... Friday is either the end or the beginning of the Jewish week, or I'm totally wrong, but assuming it's the end of the week, let's recap on all I've done this week!
... or not.
I love Monkey Island: The Curse of Monkey Island. 'Tis the best video game in existance, even if it is old and cheesy with awful graphics.
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ditzy.
indescribable.
creative.
crazy.
calm.