A lot has happened; a lot has changed.

we'll see.

Current Music: the songs he gave me

i need something to do besides this and reading
friends don't help, they're lazy asses too
blahh
it doesn't help that i live in the "fucking BFE"
with no means of transportation 24/7

blah blah blah

Current Music: me, you, and everyone we know

i want to see forgetting Sarah Marshell.
noa, plz.




also on the topic of movies:
stranger than fiction.
best movie you will ever have the pleasure of viewing.

over the course of one year
everything has changed

i've gained so many friends
lost them
and gained them back with a new found friendship

its hard to believe that i've been friends with them for over a year now
when we just recently officially made it into the group

now we have a solid "family" 
and i wouldn't give any of them up for the world




i'm completely happy with the way life is going right now
i can't complain at all
and i can't ask for anything else
although i do want one more person in my life ;]

we'll all have to wait and see

 happy new year, LJ.

( suck it, oh-seven. )

Current Music: the audition

this is for ali


because i just read a comment from her questioning if i even write in my live journal. the answer is yes.  and to my suprise, i don't remember writing any of the other entries. you probably will never read this.  but still, shuddup, hoe.

 

topic: sophmore drama.

i never thought it would happen in my life. i was always drama-free, but i was also weird. nevertheless, i never knew that the distinctiveness of sophmore drama would come so full-forced.  i have no idea if that was any where near proper wording, or even words at all.


i can't wait to have a solid group of friends. can't you?




i'll stop while i'm ahead.

Current Music: kaiser cheifs

it's currently 10:42 pm on wednesday, novermber 14th.
my research paper is due to be finsihed before 6:30 am on thursday, novermber 15th.

i'm stuck at the current state of 3 and a half paragraphs out of 5.

it is seriously impossible to write any type of research paper on "The Raven."
how can you write a criticism on a criticism on a two page poem
and expect it to be 5 pages without any bullshit "filler" in it?
my whole paper is basically filler
lKjfolwijefowi i'm so tired, i can't even type.
i hope she fucking likes my ideas
and i hope doesn't notice that i barely have enough citations in the paper.
10 out of 20, to be exact.


english was waht i aspired to do with my life  before this class.
now, everytime i think of english,
i think of you, my selfish bitch of a teacher
i wanted to do something with creative writing
but if i ever have another teacher or professor like you ever again
i'm dropping the class 
faster than it takes for a watermelon dropped from the second floor of a building to hit the ground

dead serious.


thanks for ruining my dreams.

Tags: english
Current Mood: aggravated
Current Music: all time low

i'm so bored.
srsly.

spongebob is stupid
srsly.

( my life on the 'F' list. )

thanks for listening livejournal.

i'm going on vacation tomorrow. with my best friend rebecca. but i can't seem to disregard the doubt about this trip running through my mind. best friend, yes. great family, yes. annoying at points, yes. i can't help it. her family annoys me the most. just the things they worry about. they've been packing for a four day trip for at least two months. my family, on the other hand, planned our trip yesterday, and the trip is in july. on the other hand, it's vacation. without my family. for four days. totally sweet.


june 12th has to be perfect. it is the reuniting of everything i dream of. friends from all over. the friends that will share the excitement with. and the band, the click five, i adore greatly. they've totally revamped their band. making them even better than before. with new songs, new outfits, and the coolest new singer ever. i can not wait to meet kyle. the only problem is, i don't know how to ask my mom. i know she'll say yes; i hope she'll say yes. she has to. because last click concert, i couldn't stay to see them. she promised me next time, i would go, no matter what. last weekend she turned me down a concert in the same place as this one, because of the location. the house of blues isn't bad. especially when i'm going with my friend's sister who are in college. loads of youngsters are going to be there. i'm sure i'll be safe. of course i will. and i left out the best part: not only will it be the click five, but also, big city rock. oh lord. both of them together. powerhouse madness. i am totally flipping. my mom can not say no.


peace

Current Mood: anxious
Current Music: "31 Floors"- The Higher

finally. not that i work hard enough to deserve a break. most of my time is wasted on the internet or doing worthless activities.some times i wonder if i'm putting forth as much as a should. well, i know i'm not. what i'm really wondering is if it's noticeable. my mom jokes that i go out on weekends too much. but i know she's kidding. yesterday she said i needed to study more and maybe i shouldn't go out on weekends as much. what i realized she was saying was nothing. she didn't mean anything. she was just trying to have an excuse to keep me in the house. she thinks i'm still her little 9 year old. what she doesn't know or realize is that i really do need to work harder at studying. but now, school's out. i took my last exam this morning. and there's nothing to do about my existing grades. they stay the way they are. unworthy A's and C's which really do reflect my work. when i was in grammar school, i was an A student without doing the work. but now, in high school, just finishing my freshman year, i have realized that i'm slipping. i'm fading. i'm drifting away from work, responsibility, family, and some times i'm even away from my friends. it truly is sad. but i am the best procrastinator, so i'll never do anything about it. and i have not an ounce of persistence, so if i do do something, i'm losing faith in myself. and i'm losing the point of this entry. the only reason i'm letting out my feelings here is because i know no one i know will ever read it. i'm blockaded by my humility. and i'm ending this with nothing of a bang or the destruction of an atomic bomb. i just say peace and wave goodbye to my secret feelings.