March 2009
11 posts
interesting night.
school nonsense, as usual.
this week has been good due to
all of my cancelled classes, haha.
came home and watched a new episode of scrubs.
amelia came over and we sat around
and made smoothies and she burped alot
and we walked around the backyard and
we did our hair and make up and shtuff.
boyfriend picks us up around seven twenty.
drop off amelia so she can put on jeans.
pick up morgan from...
good evening.
i just woke up after a six hour “nap.” it was complete dead sleep too, which was nice. my brain is no longer as fried as it was earlier from the test of doom, aka the SAT. i’m not going to go into detail because i quite literally just woke up, so nothing coherent would be said anyway, but today was probably the best day that i have had all this week. thank you.
test of doom in about eleven hours. D:
bad day.
i hate driving. more so now. i hit a fucking parked car today while i was trying to park. the car on the left was slightly over the limit line thing, so i was thinking of that when i was turning in, but i still managed to hit the car on my right. turns out the girl whose car i hit is actually in my journalism 105 class. she was really nice about it, which was a serious relief because i thought she...
today.
the pink/white & red/gold freesias that grow in the yard. remembering painting the gate with my dad. the sticky note comics maddie makes me. the organic green earl grey tea adam bought for me. remembering driving on PCH with the view of the ocean. watching the sunset from the cliffs in laguna. the fact that everything is greener after it rains. cloudy / breezy / sunny spring time weather. my...
a first time for everything.
first serious conversation i’ve ever had with jes.
first time i’m actually realizing how bottled up i am.
first time caving and watching one of those teenie movies. (it was twilight. i disliked it. alot. minus the cinematography. someone is allowed to slap me later for doing such a terrible thing.)
first time i bitched about high school stuff to steve. (i sounded all angsty and...
barriers.
i hate that i still emotionally distance
myself from one my closest friends.
and i know you’re going to tell
me not to really worry about it,
but i feel like a terrible person
and a shitty friend for doing that.
a truth: when you asked if i was alright,
i lied and said that i was actually okay.
i am terrfied.
i can't focus on anything
because i have tomorrow on my mind. and to be honest, i’m pretty worried. i hate that i have the ability to already begin mentally preparing myself for the worst.
i’m just hoping everything turns out okay.
for someone who likes music, i sure catch on late.
…as in a year late.
i JUST found out that this album existed. i thought that their cover of “kiss me” was just for one of those label compilation cds, but apparently it was for their whole cd of cover songs from movies. ana knauf is made of fail.
(un)postsecret.
i opened up one of my notebooks a few minutes ago while i was cleaning off of my desk and a small pile of index cards fell out of it when i picked it up. all of these index cards had secrets written onto them with the intent of sending them to postsecret. all of them were relatively sad, especially when i reread and remembered exactly why i wrote them. i still generally feel the same way i did...
