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I love how the last thing I posted on here was in December. This is what happens when your homophobic parents find out you read slash and block every webstie ever. Moral of the story? Be more secretive. Don't trust anyone. Everyone is a spy. You are the all-dancing, all-singing crap of the world. God, Tyler Durden, get out of my head already.

But I'm back. For now. Babysitting, actually. The girls are asleep though and I'm just chillin. Kind of scared acutally. The house I'm at is in like the middle of nowhere and it's pitch dark out and it's a full moon. Not that it makes that much of a difference that it's a full moon. I'd probably be just as freaked out if it was, say, a quarter moon. But that doesn't set as dramatic a scene as a full moon does. Anyway. And none of their windows have blinds so its like, anyone who passes by can totally see in but I can't see anything outside. Except the moon. Someone could be standing right outside the window in front of me staring at me and I'd never know it. Shite. I'm freaking myself out really bad now. This is why I don't watch scary movies. Ever. Unless its with Cara and Deuce. It's a beautiful day...TO DIE. You're stupid Lizz. LIKE A FOX.. ...whatever that means. alol. 

Note: Quixotic may be my favorite word. Ever.

bleh

Ooh La La Ooh La La...

It's late. No, wait, I lied, it's only 10:30. It just feel late cos I've been up since 5:55 this morning! school. *twitchtwitch* And I should quite technically be rewriting the article that this computer has eaten alive three times now, but I don't feel like it. So instead I'm on here and praying for a two hour delay tomorrow in which I can either do the article or catch up on the sleep I missed cos I was up doing the article into obscenely late hour of the night because I procrastinate like a fiend and...I don't even remember where this sentence was going. Oh dear. I'm so lost in my head right now, its crazy. And I'm pretty sure my only other insomniac of a friend has for one reason or another gone to bed, so I have literally no one to talk to...maybe his mom finally knocked him out with a sleeping potion like she's been threatening to for two years now...

You know  what I wanna know? Who names a school "Welsey's School of Wonderkids"???? Like it's the name of this school. How weird is that?????? Pretty weird in my opinion. Like someone asks where you go to school and you're like "Oh, I'm a Wesley Wonderkid!" What??? Come on. That'd just suck.

And who thought up all these emotions on the list? I mean who uses half of these. It's my new policy to just use the most random and perhaps most innaccurate emotion. It's on.

Oh Awesomeosity

AHA! I just figured out that i can get WIFI in a couple spots in my house on my laptop so I can actually get on here and whatnot. See? There's something good about getting really really sick and not being able to go to school after all. You end up bored and messing around on your laptop and then realize you have WIFI. Or at least that's what I do. I pretty much love my life.

What a life...

I'm currently sitting in the back of my science class being harassed be the redneck who sits next to me. I'm not really sure what I can do about it at this point in time, so I decided to journal about it here. Oh, my life is such a facsimile of a sham. I need more sleep. I would love to just go home tonight and do nothing. Unfortunately I have musical practice until nine. Yes, this is my world; sexual harassment and church musical practice. Oh how I wish I wasn't grounded...

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