October 2010
I’m going to say, “Hi.” to you tomorrow.
Maybe if I keep repeating this to myself, I’ll actually do it.
all that matters is I did.” — Jack Barakat
September 2010
1. Who is the Fresh Prince of Bel Air? _____ Smith
2. What is the letter after T? _____
3. The opposite of stop? _____
4. In baseball after 3 strikes the batter is striked _____
5. To find the area of a rectangle you multiply length x _____
6. Do, Re, _____, Fa, So, La, Ti Do
If I’ve only exchanged glances with the person I like, it is so hard for me to talk to them. It’s weird, we hang around the same group of friends but we’ve never had any kind of communication with each other. As weird as this sounds, school is increasingly becoming better and that’s because of you.
When I look in your direction, I notice you gazing back. I flash a smile trying to make things a little less awkward and obvious - It doesn’t work. On the positive side, you’re also cheesing, but who knows at what. Embarrassed at our failed attempt to acknowledge each others existence? Don’t be.
You notice me and I notice you. Curious glimpses as well as bashful smiles are swapped between the two of us. Now, who has enough courage to jumpstart the beginning of this thing?
My mom asked me, “Why are you wearing that, did you go out when I was gone?” I am in dirty sweats and a cutoff shirt. I wonder what she would say if I was wearing jeans..
I’m home alone and my mom left me her car keys. KEKEKEKE! You know what that means…..
ROADTRIP!
Pooping in public places feels too awkward. What if you’re pooping and someone is looking at you from the top of the stalls. What if someone pokes their head underneath the stall & scares the shit outa you? Although my poop will probably shoot out really fast. What if you’re pooping and someone next to you poops too. You hear each others poop splashing & what not. Sometimes they’re constipated and you hear them moan. Can you imagine that? …Awkward.
(via lenaasaurus, j1nguyen)
LMFAO OMG! Good laugh, good laugh.
You only communicate with me when there’s a new girl you’re interested in, what? I’m your friend and all, but I’m not concerned on every puny detail about your love life. If you’re trying to make me jealous, stop. I’m over you. You need to learn how to expand your topics when you’re attempting to start a conversation with me.
Looking through my old posts, I came across a video I made for a significant other. I pressed play and all the shared memories rushed through my head all at once. My feelings were sort of neutral about the whole situation; I wasn’t sad that our relationship had ended nor was I happy. I’m grateful for my strong memory because without it, I wouldn’t be able to remember the little details of the crazy adventures I once experienced. I thought to myself, time really does fly by. Life goes on, and it waits for no one.
This weekend I am refraining from doing anything fun, or attempting that is. Every time I try to have some excitement in my life, my schedule always screws up and I end up procrastinating. I never have the time to do anything because I always put academics first. F school.
When I finally construct the testicles to confront someone for the first time, I’m happy. It all comes crashing down when they reply with commentary that’s either brief and lacks the usage of words or the level of awkwardness has risen because of their idiotic response. Why must people mess with my emotions?
I don’t want something when it’s handed on a platter in front of me, but as soon as someone else has the same opportunity, I have the urge to get it back. Why? I don’t get why I’m this way. Jealousy sucks.
Lets hook up, all we need is a jump start.” —http://amkiddmusic.com/ - Somebody Special
My best friend and I both fell out of our stunts at practice. But we’re talking again because of it :) I’m not sure if I should be happy at the fact I have her back or pissed since my neck is killing me, hm. Today is slowly getting better.
Saturday morning, the cheerleaders had to encourage the walkers/runners for this three mile walk thing. I was halfway done with it, and my best friend calls me to come back for her and walk again. Um, that is a long walk. She got mad with me because I didn’t. Excuse me? I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t have done that either. We haven’t been speaking since then. At school today it was super awkward because we’ve never gone a day without talking to each other. I wonder how long this will last.
On top of that, some stupid mother fucker stole all my money out of my wallet from my locker. $137. My locker was closed! How the hell did they get in there? And out of all the damn lockers at the school, why would they chose mine? As ghetto as my school may be, I’m sure they can afford a security camera in the locker pits. I swear this happens every year. When I was a freshman someone stole my precious ENV2, now this!? Oh my fucking gosh. You have to be kidding me. Can you say money hungry? I hope karma bites you in the ass.
I HATE PEOPLE SO MUCH.
I hate when people I love are feeling down. And the worse thing is I suck at cheering others up. When I attempt to make them laugh, it’s so obvious and forced. I’m the last person you would want to turn to if you need your spirits lifted, just an fyi.
Day Nine: Two smiley faces that describe your life right now.
1. :/
2. :D
JUST PRESS PLAY.
(via -fluorescent-adolescent-, conina)
I swear this song will never get old no matter how many times it is listened to.
Obviously, I go to a semi ghetto school and some of the students’ grammar makes absolutely no sense. During class today, the guys were talking about a football player and how his knees aren’t that strong, using the term his knees be weak. My best friend and I just stared at each other frustrated; We both loathe irregular use of words. I told the guy who was talking to say, “His knees are weak.” And he listened. Oh my goodness, I swear he sounded so cute. When you’re around people who replace are with be all day, correct language once in a while sounds nice. I wish more guys at my school talked proper. It makes them sound intelligent and attractive.
Get your own ideas and stop copying me. You say you’re tired of people having the same crap as you, but you duplicate what I have? Ok, that makes sense.
Day Eight: Three things that turn you on.
1. Nothing is better than a guy that smells really good. I’m sure everyone agrees.
2. Tall guys, LOL. I don’t know why but tall people are attractive. If you’re tall and cute, even better! Everyone is tall compared to me though.
3. When guys are playful to, and get along with little kids. That is just so adorable!