i haven't blogged in awhile
we've been in school for exactly 4 weeks
and it sucks just as much as it did on the first day
apush is gonna be BAD...cowan...omgosh
you know, i really don't have much to say about school actually
i reconnected with an old jewish friend today...it was nice to catch up with him and talk to another jew :)
and tomorrow (wait...today) i'm reconnecting with a friend from elementary school...we are going to the angels game! (watch teh angels clinch the division!)
fasting kinda sucks...i should go to bed and ease the hunger, but i probably wont go to sleep for a few more minutes at least...not that anyone cares
i always read these profound, interesting, philosophical blogs
yeah, my blogs aren't like that...maybe becaues i write them at like extremely late hours...maybe because i'm just not that kind of a thinker/writer...
either way...i really like my hate letter :)
enough said :D
Monday, September 28, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
really random ramblings
life was so much easier when I knew you, but didn't really know you at all.
I didn't know you personally, just what i was told, usually from LR (no, not Listening-Rhetoric), who thought we were a perfect match from the beginning. It was easier back then to imagine you as whoever i wanted you to be. I didn't know you. But I did know you. I knew what subject(s) you liked, who your friends were, and I heard things about you. And then I got to know you. Personally, that is. We talked, I got to know more about you. But you don't know anything about me. It was easier back then to imagine something (us) that would never exist because we had never even talked to each other. But now, it's even harder to imagine us because we do talk to each other. I notice things that you want me not to notice. I know who you like, and i want to imagine one of those girls is me. But you don't know about me. Apparently, you think I think you're a threat, which is why I talk to you. Wow, you couldn't be further from the truth. If you had talked to me tonight, I would have told you: "I argue with people for 4 reasons: 1. I really really don't like them. 2. I really really do like them. 3. i feel like it and 4. the person is challenging me and i need to defend myself." Guess which one it is with you. I'm surprised, actually. We had a conversation a few weeks ago (and after which, I noticed WAY more about you.) You tried to guess who I liked, and I all but told you. And now you don't know, even though I made it painfully obvious to you. Maybe you don't want to accept it? I'm not really sure. Maybe I'm misreading the signs, but when we talk, you listen. When our eyes meet it's like we know what the other is saying. Maybe i'm just hallucinating like a friend said. But then you go and do something else that makes me wonder. I see the way you look at the others. Do they see the way you look at me? Are they the same looks? Doubtful. Wow, it's only the second week of school. It feels like we've been here forever, going through the same routine again and again and again. It's only been 2 weeks. When I said shoot me now, I didn't mean literally. As much as the first two days of school sucked, I'm actually excited to see where the rest of the year will take us and me personally.
I'm probably going to really regret posting this in the morning, but i'm tired now and my judgement is impaired. Oh well, I can always delete if necessary XP
I didn't know you personally, just what i was told, usually from LR (no, not Listening-Rhetoric), who thought we were a perfect match from the beginning. It was easier back then to imagine you as whoever i wanted you to be. I didn't know you. But I did know you. I knew what subject(s) you liked, who your friends were, and I heard things about you. And then I got to know you. Personally, that is. We talked, I got to know more about you. But you don't know anything about me. It was easier back then to imagine something (us) that would never exist because we had never even talked to each other. But now, it's even harder to imagine us because we do talk to each other. I notice things that you want me not to notice. I know who you like, and i want to imagine one of those girls is me. But you don't know about me. Apparently, you think I think you're a threat, which is why I talk to you. Wow, you couldn't be further from the truth. If you had talked to me tonight, I would have told you: "I argue with people for 4 reasons: 1. I really really don't like them. 2. I really really do like them. 3. i feel like it and 4. the person is challenging me and i need to defend myself." Guess which one it is with you. I'm surprised, actually. We had a conversation a few weeks ago (and after which, I noticed WAY more about you.) You tried to guess who I liked, and I all but told you. And now you don't know, even though I made it painfully obvious to you. Maybe you don't want to accept it? I'm not really sure. Maybe I'm misreading the signs, but when we talk, you listen. When our eyes meet it's like we know what the other is saying. Maybe i'm just hallucinating like a friend said. But then you go and do something else that makes me wonder. I see the way you look at the others. Do they see the way you look at me? Are they the same looks? Doubtful. Wow, it's only the second week of school. It feels like we've been here forever, going through the same routine again and again and again. It's only been 2 weeks. When I said shoot me now, I didn't mean literally. As much as the first two days of school sucked, I'm actually excited to see where the rest of the year will take us and me personally.
I'm probably going to really regret posting this in the morning, but i'm tired now and my judgement is impaired. Oh well, I can always delete if necessary XP
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
hw
in two meanings of the word
the first: i had none tonight, but tomorrow i'm gonna be SWAMPED, maybe enough to stop me from watching glee/sytycd, or maybe i'll watch them and do hw later XD
the second: christine is retarded, but that's okay XP, apush tomorrow, s&d afterschool, maybe sometime else during the day, we'll see ;)
it's late i should sleep...thinking about...hw :P
the first: i had none tonight, but tomorrow i'm gonna be SWAMPED, maybe enough to stop me from watching glee/sytycd, or maybe i'll watch them and do hw later XD
the second: christine is retarded, but that's okay XP, apush tomorrow, s&d afterschool, maybe sometime else during the day, we'll see ;)
it's late i should sleep...thinking about...hw :P
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
3rd day of school
was finally a good enough to some extent of a day
the first two days sucked
seriously there was nothing good going on, i'd rather not go into details,something i'd rather forget
today wasn't a perfect day either
no day can be perfect with cowan as a teacher
seriously he makes me mad, but that is not the point
((some non-verbal, mind-reading esque stuff going on in 5th though with someone haha...it was funny whenever cowan would say something stupid, we would look at each other and just be like 'shoot me now'))
i got to relax and hang out with mrs. spencer after during 7th period, help her do some stuff, vent some feelings, get some things clarified, etc. :)
i hung out at school until 330, making me WAY late for golf...oops.
i showed up at 350, and practice ended at 4 HAHA, oh well...match is tomorrow, so that'l be fun/exciting i hope :)
and then bingo
oh bingo
i was so tired by that point
that i was just kinda like...you guys do the work and let me sleep
i felt bad but whatever :)
and i got home at 1030 and now i'm finally possibly maybe going to attempt to do hw...maybe...
what hw do i have? printing something out for english, studying for lively art of writing test, studying for medical vocab test, what else? i can't really think of anything
hmmmmm...oh well...i'm kinda hungry and tired
sadness :(
the first two days sucked
seriously there was nothing good going on, i'd rather not go into details,something i'd rather forget
today wasn't a perfect day either
no day can be perfect with cowan as a teacher
seriously he makes me mad, but that is not the point
((some non-verbal, mind-reading esque stuff going on in 5th though with someone haha...it was funny whenever cowan would say something stupid, we would look at each other and just be like 'shoot me now'))
i got to relax and hang out with mrs. spencer after during 7th period, help her do some stuff, vent some feelings, get some things clarified, etc. :)
i hung out at school until 330, making me WAY late for golf...oops.
i showed up at 350, and practice ended at 4 HAHA, oh well...match is tomorrow, so that'l be fun/exciting i hope :)
and then bingo
oh bingo
i was so tired by that point
that i was just kinda like...you guys do the work and let me sleep
i felt bad but whatever :)
and i got home at 1030 and now i'm finally possibly maybe going to attempt to do hw...maybe...
what hw do i have? printing something out for english, studying for lively art of writing test, studying for medical vocab test, what else? i can't really think of anything
hmmmmm...oh well...i'm kinda hungry and tired
sadness :(
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