Sunday, May 3, 2009

Essay Mission: Complete

Cristina is going to Buckcherry tonight. She's lame. I'm jealous. She goes to as many concerts as me and makes fun of the ones I go to. Whatever if she was here she'd come with me. She'd pretend to be my parent/guardian at times and my older friend who looks freakishly like me at others. A moment in time always in my mind. Jimmy Eat World. Last song of the night. The moshing starts. And I watched her get swept away into the crowd. It was very movie like and rather symbolic. She's doing a 60 km hike next summer. She is crazy.
I'm not sure whether these are poor emo pants, or hoity toity yacht wearing pants. Maybe if I inserted holes, they'd look less hoity toity.
Tomorrows plans be solid. Hopefully the homework load isn't too much... Guess what I'm doing on spare tomorrow. Not homework. I used to get my homework done, before those boys joined us.
I could go for some Ben and Jerry's. I miss California. I actually really miss Seattle. Hopefully we get to go again this year. Seattle was great. Shopping, music, piers, food, oh the FOOD, the great service everywhere. I just loved it. Thank you for choosing to stay with us again Brian, please enjoy this gift from us to you. COOKIES OMFG COOKIES!
I need to go bra shopping.
I'm trying to figure out how life will work with them in PG while I'm working. Dad might be staying. Not that we'd ever see each other. I hope there's still ice cream sandwiches.
People complain about never doing anything. But that is there own fault. I see no need for people to complain. Sure I complain. I complain a lot. But some complaining is so highly unnecessary.
Frick Chem Unit Final this week. That kills me. I have no clue whats going on in chem right now.
I'm not going to spend my life being a colour.
TV time? I believe so...
-Hey!
-What?
-Turn it off!
-Dad, this is the the best part!
-Turn it off!
-No...
-It's too late for this, turn it off!
-Dad, this is the best part, come on!
-No, turn it off now!
-No, this is... I wanna listen to it, ok? (...)
Yeah, right, too late! Sure... Eat this!
Why is Michael Jackson so amazing.
That's a statement. Not a question. You don't question greatness.
He said: Stand up boy, you already are.
I feel rejuvenated.
Until tomorrow when I feel like death again!
Love,
When I saw you kicking dirt in my eye... And I told them about equality...

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