Thursday, November 30, 2006

its snowing

so take that and stick it where the sun dont shine.




the end.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

i need a new word

because of overusage, lame has gotten very lame. so a new word is in call for.



i had a really weird dream today while i was taking my after school nap.

me and amy and wendy and john were at a big library or mall or college or something, and my dad was throwing a party. someone came up to me and asked where he was, and i said he wouldnt be able to make it. [thats because he was sick again, but only i knew that] the person said that i would have to make a speech then, because they had to tell the people something, because it was an important party. so we all ran after the person through the mall, and wendy went down a wrong escelator, so i told amy to find her and tell her that i would find them.

so i go through the mall and it turns into some kind of library, and i finally find the people, and its just about 10 or 12 college kids. so i start my speech, and i see that john and tavin and nick are in there too. well, my speech is going okay until, like, the third word, and all the college people start talking through it. i was getting really upset and scared, because it was really important for some reason that i should talk to them about this. well, nick came up and held my hand, and i liked it, but i felt really guilty, because john was there too. i always feel guilty, and i dont know why. like, even in real life, when i kissed anthony, i felt guilty. and i shouldnt have. because john doesnt and didnt like me, as much as i like him.

anyways, then we go to some kind of airport, and i see kash, but i couldnt tell who he was. i couldnt remember his name, and his hair was dyed brown. and then when i finally remembered and was like 'GUYS! LETS GO SAY HI TO KASH!' they all ignored me, so i looked over, and he was making out with some girl.

thennn wendy and amy and i went to the science spectrum and closed off this one room and ate cookie dough and laughed alot.

it ended okay, i guess.


the end.

Monday, November 27, 2006

first monday back from a week off

...it was lame.


everythings lame now.


i need a new word.

anyways, the first monday back was pretty bad. everyone was really out of it. john was acting like he was on speed. except not talking fast. wendy was being somewhat odd, but thats just wendy. katie was really out of it too. and i fell asleep in human geometry.

now i have a really bad off and on headache.


and guess what...


its supposed to snow on thursday!!!


can you believe that? snow? in lubbock?

no way!!!


yes way.

well, theres a chance anyways.

and i, personally, am getting my hopes up.

deffinetly amazing.






anywaysssss.

this is lame.
im gonna get some food.





the end.

Saturday, November 25, 2006

well isnt this just dandy...

i suppose this seems somewhat useless... i might agree with you. it could be considered quite useless, since many a time i have just randomely started these and left them to die. it happens. ill try to be a better mommy this time around. because, though my myspace is my first [and somewhat more loved] child, this is my new baby.

sort of.


mainly, its just a place to go when i feel like using lots of adjectives and big words and phrases that may or may not be grammatically correct, but which sound very nice. and a place to go when im feeling very dramatic and feel like spitting out a load that ive exaggerated on.

im sick today. ive been sick all week. thanksgiving break, and im sick. this happened last year over christmas break. got in the way of a few plans, thats for sure. not as much this week, i didnt make as many.

its hard to believe christmas is in a month. and that tomorrows the last day of no school.

this sucks.


sooo i had this big dramatic spill thing but i went off on being sick and thanksgiving and christmas breaks and whatnot, and now i dont have a way to flow into the whole big dramatic spill thing.

so ill just say something else that i just came up with.


i need to stop pretending like my life isnt as interesting as the peoples are that are on tv. because, really... who wants to die in the middle of the road on the way to the airport, with out even kissing the boy you loved with your whole heart first?




yeah. ill admit it. i just went on a 24 hour oc-athon. we watched all 25 episodes of season three in 24 hours.


kinda sick.
i od'd on the oc.



the end.