Give me a lollipop.

Oct 24 2009
This picture has been popping into my head all day. ^
So today I saw Law Abiding Citizen and it was amazing.
I also got my ass beat by Sean in SC after school.
I feel like vomiting. 

This picture has been popping into my head all day. ^

So today I saw Law Abiding Citizen and it was amazing.

I also got my ass beat by Sean in SC after school.

I feel like vomiting. 

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Oct 23 2009
Star Trek convention in January, I’m so fucking excited. 
If I pay for the $100 ticket, I’ll get good seats and get to take a picture with William Shatner.  Oh glorious day.

Star Trek convention in January, I’m so fucking excited.

If I pay for the $100 ticket, I’ll get good seats and get to take a picture with William Shatner.  Oh glorious day.

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Lions and madmen and zits, oh my!

I have just finished scrubbing my face raw with tee-tree oil.  I have broken out, and it’s horrible.  I’m taking birth controll pills, this sort of thing is not supposed to happen.  Waaah.  Actually, I find it strange that my skin chose this time to burst into boils.  Just yesterday I watched an xfiles in which a man peels off his face, which is something I wish I could do right now.  But maybe I’m exaggerating, it really isn’t that bad.

This Saturday I’m going to finish my Halloween costume so that I don’t have to stress about it not being done in time.  I’m super duper excited for Halloween!  My costume isn’t very warm, so if it rains I’m going to go berzerk and destroy everything in sight.  Then cry.

I recently ran into some old friends of mine on Facebook, and they wish to kick it with me sometime soon.  It might be fun, though I’ll have to explain to everyone what happened to Brontie, which might make things a bit awkward…

Today when we went into Paul’s room during lunch to play some SC, there were some shitty freshmen on our computers, trying to play.  I have experienced no greater satisfaction than when I got to kick them off because we’re fucking StarCraft club and we have priority.  Hoorah!

Also,

  • Today I took out almost two bases using only lurkers
  • I’m pleased that there is very little school next week
  • I still haven’t even begun to think about Grady’s stupid bio project
  • I seriously need to get a job

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Oct 22 2009

On another note

I wore my Khan shirt today and loved every second of it.

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I feel like crap, probably coming down with something. 
I hate being sick.  Goddamnit.
Someone get me a shark.

I feel like crap, probably coming down with something.

I hate being sick.  Goddamnit.

Someone get me a shark.

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ey Troy, them thangs

The people in my class seem to speak an entirely different version of the english language than I do.  I just listened to an entire conversation about Troy’s  ”thangs” and only just realized that they were talking about his “fine” ass.  I only managed to come to this realization after Troy was summoned to their table and one of the girls demanded “let me see them thangs”  and proceeded to grab his butt.

There should be a Beginning Ebonics class for white people.

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I awoke this morning to thoughts of fat people.

I awoke this morning to thoughts of fat people.

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Oct 21 2009
I drew this, I like it, the end.

I drew this, I like it, the end.

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Buses are awash with fat people, illness, and those creepy Asian ladies laden with pink grocery bags.
One time on a buss, a man stood in front of me with a hole in the crotch of his pants.  Due to the fact that he wore no underwear, I had to stare at his bouncing testicles for the duration of the ride.  Maybe if I was a confrontational person, I would not have to deal with that sort of thing.

Buses are awash with fat people, illness, and those creepy Asian ladies laden with pink grocery bags.

One time on a buss, a man stood in front of me with a hole in the crotch of his pants.  Due to the fact that he wore no underwear, I had to stare at his bouncing testicles for the duration of the ride.  Maybe if I was a confrontational person, I would not have to deal with that sort of thing.

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Me looking sullen ^
I’d rather not be doing this. 
 
I’m not even sure how to start. 
You’re lucky I’m bored and have nothing better to do with my time than rant to myself on the internet. 
(Serious Things ->) I’ve been in a dour mood these past few days.  I can’t actually think of a reason why I’m feeling this way seeings as there have been no drastic changes in my life for quite some time. Actually, maybe that’s just it.  I’m so sick and tired of this city and most of the people in it.  I know San Francisco is supposed to be one of the greatest cities in the US, blahblahblah, but I just can’t wait to get out.  I feel like I’ve met everyone worth meeting, and done everything worth doing.  I’m not saying that I’m not happy with the people I’ve met or the things I’ve done, just that my life here feels finished.  I don’t know how else to put it.  Like, it’s not going to change.  It’s too small and things move too slowly.  Worst thing is, I have another year of high school to go before I can leave and move on with my life.  I can’t wait to be somewhere new, where I can totally start over.   
As much as I’d like to rant about how I hate everything, I know that the more I talk about it, the angrier I’ll get.  So I’ll try to change the subject a bit.  (<- End of serious things)
I need to get a job, I wish I had StarCraft on this computer, I wish I had a sexy billionaire boyfriend, I hope I lose some weight,  I need a shirtless Latino gentleman named Antonio to rub with with sweet-smelling oils, I want my hair to fucking obey me and look nice (for once) and I want to go to Nicaragua. 
Also, I’m planning on marrying Adam Baldwin.  Look at that sexy glower.  After days of long hard contemplation, I’ve come to the decision that there is a chance that I prefer him to Hugh Jackman.  Maybe I’ll just kidnap them both and decide which one to keep once I’ve got both of them locked in my basement. 

This weather is annoying.  I don’t know what to wear tomorrow. 

Me looking sullen ^

I’d rather not be doing this.

I’m not even sure how to start.

You’re lucky I’m bored and have nothing better to do with my time than rant to myself on the internet.

(Serious Things ->) I’ve been in a dour mood these past few days.  I can’t actually think of a reason why I’m feeling this way seeings as there have been no drastic changes in my life for quite some time. Actually, maybe that’s just it.  I’m so sick and tired of this city and most of the people in it.  I know San Francisco is supposed to be one of the greatest cities in the US, blahblahblah, but I just can’t wait to get out.  I feel like I’ve met everyone worth meeting, and done everything worth doing.  I’m not saying that I’m not happy with the people I’ve met or the things I’ve done, just that my life here feels finished.  I don’t know how else to put it.  Like, it’s not going to change.  It’s too small and things move too slowly.  Worst thing is, I have another year of high school to go before I can leave and move on with my life.  I can’t wait to be somewhere new, where I can totally start over.  

As much as I’d like to rant about how I hate everything, I know that the more I talk about it, the angrier I’ll get.  So I’ll try to change the subject a bit.  (<- End of serious things)

I need to get a job, I wish I had StarCraft on this computer, I wish I had a sexy billionaire boyfriend, I hope I lose some weight,  I need a shirtless Latino gentleman named Antonio to rub with with sweet-smelling oils, I want my hair to fucking obey me and look nice (for once) and I want to go to Nicaragua.

Also, I’m planning on marrying Adam Baldwin.  Look at that sexy glower.  After days of long hard contemplation, I’ve come to the decision that there is a chance that I prefer him to Hugh Jackman.  Maybe I’ll just kidnap them both and decide which one to keep once I’ve got both of them locked in my basement.

This weather is annoying.  I don’t know what to wear tomorrow. 

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