June 2009
2 posts
May 2009
2 posts
you know what would be great
if i wasn’t called a whore whenever i walked through the door, just because i got home at 2 in the morning, past my stupid fucking “curfew” that only exists because of a societal double standard that my parents choose to ignore with any 14-year-old girl that’s over here BUT NOT THEIR DAUGHTER WHO IS LESS LIKELY TO GET KNOCKED UP THAN ANY OF THE SLUTS THAT NORMALLY COME OVER...
April 2009
12 posts
Holy shit. I am at Guster. They are going on stage in 15 minutes. HOLY SHIT.
temptation versus restraint.
Dudes and ladies.
ohsusquehanna:
sasami29:
ohsusquehanna:
I made out with my best friend’s ex-girlfirend (also a best-friend) tonight. Shit’s fucked up. Aaah. Was it wrong of me?
my best friend is dating my ex.
who was also her best friend.
so hey, it’s whatever.
How do you feel about that?
i was really angry when she told me at first because it came out of nowhere. well, not exactly nowhere; since him...
Dudes and ladies.
ohsusquehanna:
I made out with my best friend’s ex-girlfirend (also a best-friend) tonight. Shit’s fucked up. Aaah. Was it wrong of me?
my best friend is dating my ex.
who was also her best friend.
so hey, it’s whatever.
“It looks like things are going to start picking up for you,...”
– Horoscope, 4/9/09
whoa
feels like someone just shot a lightning bolt right at me.
“The lights flicker. Earth fades. Every line on her face The sun shades. She be...”
– Will…
I miss
my phone vibrating every few minutes with a new text from you :/
Real fucking smooth.
I have awesome luck.
I am fantastic at creating awkward situations.
March 2009
19 posts
Thoughts on the education system.
foofookachoo:
sasami29:
Shock and outrage rang throughout the school today when the principal announced that we would be sacrificing our A-day/B-day scheduling for a more economical 7-period-a-day schedule. My mom told me that there was an article in the newspaper about it, and that the student council representative that was present had said that absolutely no students wanted to go to a...
karma is beating me the fuck up
(via buyalex)
it’s because you’re too much of a cleeb.
It’s really hard to take a situation seriously when you throw the word hoodlum around.
I want to just go home and straighten my hair. Screw the hairdresser and this rainy weather.
Today sucks.
we now have
twenty cats.
can i get my girlscout ‘crazy cat lady’ badge yet?
i am so tired
of this house and everybody in it.
i hate my brother. i hate my brother. i hate my brother. i hate my brother
Ten break-up songs in a paragraph
Medicine man, in my final scene, I want you to know that I’m happy for you. Replacing old dreams with flattery from new loves, I’ll break the sky for you, Jude. Don’t think twice, but if you love me, where have you been? Don’t bother; I should not be here, you know.
Quiero que tú sepas que estoy feliz por ti. No espero nada que el mejor por los dos.
I want you to know that I’m happy for you. I wish nothing but the best for you both.
Thoughts on the education system.
Shock and outrage rang throughout the school today when the principal announced that we would be sacrificing our A-day/B-day scheduling for a more economical 7-period-a-day schedule. My mom told me that there was an article in the newspaper about it, and that the student council representative that was present had said that absolutely no students wanted to go to a 7-period schedule.
Simply put,...
at least
i get a little street cred out of all of this.
“yeah, my left arm hurts a little bit. no biggy, i was riding a harley all saturday morning.”
failed the harley class.
taking the vespa class in 2 weeks.
never wanted to ride a motorcycle anyway. and now my hand hurts like hell from trying to use the clutch. fuck you, manual transmission. i can’t drive a standard transmission car, whose idea was it to put an engine on a bicycle and see how well i did it then?
Woohoo I’m in motorcycle class right now. The guy on my right is a published author and the lady across from me is a legal assistant.
Posts en ingles de gente que habla español.
(via quenosfastidia)
Pues, lo siento, pero no tengo mucho amigos que hablen español. Vivo en los estados unidos, así que mis posts son en inglés.
pienso que me duela el estomago
porqué yo tenga hambre…
For some reason I feel like I’m in love with nobody in particular.
I am so tired
of living in the deep South.
I am tired of Bible-thumping best friends and conversations about Jesus every day at lunch.
I am tired of the sheer ignorance of most people here in everything political, be it local events or international happenings.
But mostly, I’m tired of all the intolerance.
Ugh I’m in American Eagle and the dressing room attendant keeps hitting on me! He’s got to be in his mid-20s. Creepy as fuck
February 2009
10 posts
Woo i got a 1 at solo and ensemble! I get my letterman next year now :O
Los exámenes.
(via quenosfastidia)
ay… tengo por lo menos uno o dos exámenes cada día.
también me chocha escribir a máquina los acentos. tengo que copia y pega y pasa demasiado tiempo.
we saw
a bunch of tibetan monks today.
i wanted to get a picture with one but i was too scared to ask :[
You have terrible taste in music and friends.
as a kid
i never liked dr. suess and i thought goodnight moon was kind of dumb.
i refused to play with play-doh because it smelled funny and to this day i won’t be in the same room with it for more than a minute or two.
i’ve always sucked at sports. when i played softball, i hit _one_ ball the entire season.
foofookachoo:
sasami29:
I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate
D: ?
i don’t like my brother very much.
I HATE my brother.
I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate my brother. I hate
SkillsUSA is fun. Right now I’m a dummy in a crime investigation. Hehe. I have a fake knife in my pants.
January 2009
16 posts
“I do not like my state of mind;
I’m bitter, querulous, unkind.
I hate my...”
– Dorothy Parker
As above, so below...
You know, a year ago, I recall a conversation pretty similar to this.
Only, I was the one complaining about her, and you were the one listening.
So I guess you could say this is a bit different.
Oh, and I’m not going to go tell her and get her to call you a bitch and tell you you treat everyone like shit. So yeah, it’s a bit different.
foofookachoo:
1. 6.
Happy Birthday, Taylor!