confession 4
long posts.
Yeah. I know that i don't post long and intellectual posts, but whats the point if i only have 2 followers, one being me. i don't know. I don't think that long posts necessarily make you a better person, so i decide not to write them. don't be too disappointed. so i guess i will tell you about what i did yesterday.
- i woke up at 6:30, to josh Groban serenading me from my i-pod.
- I stayed in bed until like 6:50 because josh Groban is more important than eating.
- I went to school.
- I took a math test.
- I talked to David Gow about drama.
- I showed Riley and Shelby my duck, omen. He died. And then Riley hung him with a guitar string.
- I got a spiritual high!
- I watched Shelby struggle with her art project.
- I turned in an English packet to a highly stressed and uptight English teacher that i like to call Suthy.
- I caught a ride home with Christina and ate super spicy munchies.
- i made boiled eggs
- i read the Great Gatsby
- i went over to Shelbys and watched singing in the rain, but only the song parts. and the weirdly scandalous dancer part with the suddenly long hair.
- i came home, dropped off my brothers at the elementary school for a party, and then went back home again.
- I made hot chocolate
- I went to the soccer game.
- I drank hot chocolate with Shelby.
- We cheered Riley on. most of the time.
- i went to days with Shelby
- i bought candy, and she didn't.
- She came back to my house after begging her parents to have a sleepover which they grudgingly agreed to.
- We made burrito pizzas.
- We made cookies, and ate a lot of cookie dough.
- we left at 11:20 to chalk some peoples houses.
- We chalked some peoples houses. Stalkishly.
- we came back, and started to watch funny girl with Barbara Streisand. Yeah i know that isn't how you spell her name.
- we stayed up until 2:00 am. talking about who knows what and laughing at things that probably were not that funny.
- The end.
so yeah. that was probably the funnest day that i have had in forever.
Oh! would you look at that! my post did turn out pretty long. hmm. Interesting. Oh well. I need to pick up Tucker. Bye
Sincerely,
A Confessing Teenage Girl
wow. Update!
- end of 3rd term. YAY!
- asking T to MORP YAY!
- going on my first real date with an older man. YAY!
- two gentelmen of verona...yeah.
- Jazz night! Doubley yay!
- Chalk-attack! (with Fered and Airy)
so um, yeah. Short list, but hey. whatevs. First real date. With an older man. I know you are all wondering who it could possibly be. lets just say that he is named cakes. Anyway, so i went on a date with cakes and we were going to see tangled, but then it was sold out. So we went and watched megamind. Best movie EVER! so funny. So cakes, if you are reading this, just know that it seriously was the best date ever, and you have raised the bar for anyone that i date, if i date anyone, which is highly unlikely because boys have cooties and stuff... But still. Well, i have nothing else to say. so...Bye!
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Confession #2
Actually, I didnt do like alot of my homework. I am starting not to care about my grades, and frankly (No offense to you people who feel the need to have straight "a's" all the time) I dont freaking care. As long as I am learning something and paying attention and getting the concept, nothing else really matters, right? so what is the point of homework? I will tell you what the point is:
- To make us spend time on something other than drama
- Because the teacher obviously does not have a life and laughs insanely at our downfall. If the teacher did have a life, they would stop assigning us homework so that they could pursue whatever they do outside of school so that they wouldnt have to grade our homework. (And, although it may come to a shock, teachers do not live at school.)
- To make sure that we have so much homework that we won't have time to do drugs.
- To make us financial failures. We have so much homework, that we can not afford to risk our grades by getting a job. If i could have a job part time, then i would be able to earn money and save for my future and practice budget planning skills.
So those are just a few, but feel free to comment and add more.
Notice: If you were offended by anything that I said, I am sorry. But it is a free country.
Confession #1
Sometimes I do think of boys way too often.
Sometimes, I think that boys should die in a hole.
If you were offended by that last statement, then you must not be a girl.
Boys tend to cause alot of problems. They are cute, they are nice, they take rejection easily. Now how could these characteristics cause any problems? Women are told that we have so much power, and we are mens weakness, but they are ours.
Their cuteness causes us to swoon over them, and sometimes become obsessed.
Their niceness causes us to think that they will never hurt us. FALSE!!!
Their ability to be rejected makes us think that we didnt mean that much to them if they were able to get over us so quickly.
All in all, they cause us pain. Lots of pain.