Wednesday, January 20, 2010

WOOPS. DAY NINETEEN/DAY TWENTY.

  1. no elly
  2. opera orchestra with like fourty people in a small room singing loudly playing instruments loudly fischer yelling loudly sweat farts stuffiness back pain
  3. gabby talking car ride home hangout planned: katie, sam, and gabby THE QUATRAIN OF JUICE. every gsa trip i roomed with them. NY: katie, sam, gabby, me SF:didn;t go.. CHICAGO: katie, sam, gabby, me. NY: katie, sam, gabby, me
  4. lesson: i didn't cry! i just felt like it.. and i just kept saying well i know that i am on the track to giving her what she wants.
  5. english made me angry as usual.. there's like a group of elite students in there that they all laugh at eachother and are smart and joke and are politically efficate. ugh. i want to kill them. so they all like read this thing they wrote in front of the class and they all laughed. then i go up there to read my thing with my partner who is probably as disgustingly shy as i am. and they talk THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME OVER ME. what the hell. hate hatheahtheatheahtheahte. that class makes me so mad. but i love it so.. PRE JOHN DONNE JESUS FREAK I'LL BE YOUR ANNE MOORE.
  6. i kick ap gov's ass. end of story. not bein' cocky..
  7. caleb.. uhh. so awkward. why do you bother me so much? oh. and by the way. something i never told you: your stupid scottish accent is annoying and you suck at it.
  8. hunter is da best. couldn't go a day without seein' him.
  9. i miss jeremy kind of a lot.
  10. YAY SUN.
  11. STOP TOUCHING MY SCARS. THEY HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE. I'M JUST WEARING TSHIRTS. I'VE KNOWN YOU FOR FOUR YEARS AARON WHITEHURST. I HAVE HAD THESE FOR MORE THAN JUST NOW. AND RAYMOND. IT'S NOT FROM THE CAT.
  12. ugh i'm kind of frustrated right now.. stop talking to me. i'm blogging
  13. i like talking to you on the phone. you make me laugh way too hard.
  14. operation tia: redo sunday.

DAY TWENTY.

I'M SORRY PEARL I'M SORRY PEARL I'M SORRY FPEARL IE'RAJSDLKFJSLKD JFSDFKS;DJF
college auditions are freaking me out. BUT THAT'S NO EXCUSE.
today. i have dinner with my dad. and begin begging for money for my cello lessons.. yay..
it's funny. if i go to vcu i have the potential of being with a lot of people i know. if i go to penn state patty and maybe caleb will be there. if i go to berklee. NO ONE. cbass. but i doubt he'll talk to me. but right now i just really really have all my hopes and dreams and candy in berklee. I LEAVE NEXT THURSDAY FOR IT.. MISSING ALL MY EXAMS HAHAHAHA.
fuck you tallwood.
i respect elly. i would do anything to avoid missing gsa. but she's a trooper and does what she has to.
i think i've been meaner to kevin. which i don't want to do. i don't want to be that friend who hates the ex because.. it's my job. but. it'shardnotto.

i've been busting out all my happy music lately. now that's it's nice outside and i'm trying really really hard to stay happy. i listened to swing by savage yesterday.
yeah..

i. am. happy. and. i. will. stay. this. way.
ARE YA WITH ME?!

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