All in all, my day started off like crap. I didn’t feel like waking up at all or pre-gaming school. Yeah. I didn’t feel like pre-gaming, that’s how sad the morning was. Anyway, I am in the car with Cat and we are discussing the events that took place over the weekend. Well more so my weekend, since I pretty much nonstop partied from Thursday-Monday. Go me. But not really. So, as I was talking about said events I got this overwhelmingly terrible feeling. I have to go to school. Why. I have never wished for summer this bad in my life. Every fiber in my sixteen year old body ACHED for summer. I mean every year I hope for summer, but I know it’s coming. This year I want summer so bad… I am thinking of just quitting school, life, and normality. Pick up a job as a coke dealing, box stealing, kitten breeding hooker, who runs marathons for cancer on the side. Maybe, if my busy schedule permits I will become a freestyle rapper. Oh the places I will go.
But in all honesty, I felt like Flossy (the great pipe smoking rabbit) had come down and rips my face from it’s sockets. I was dealing with MASSIVE allergy head aches and severe sleepiness (thanks to a certain boy who thought it would be a genius idea to keep me up WELL past my bed time) as well as the NEED for summer. T.G.I.F.
Vocabulary of the day:
-Flossy: The Great Pipe Smoking Rabbit who controls the world. He is our ruler.
-T.G.I.F. : Contrary to popular belief, T.G.I.F. really means Thank God I‘m Fly. Kid Cudi cleared this up for me. Thank you Cudi for forever expanding my knowledge.
WAIT, shouldn’t it be T.F.I.F…. Thank Flossy I‘m Fly.
Sorry, Cudi, you lied.
Dear world,
I feel the need to vent to you (like millions of others) not for the sake of my sanity, but for the sake of my friends. You see, I feel like right now all my friends hate me. So I now am backing up, giving them space and doing my thing. I don’t hate my life/think the world is out to get me… in fact I rather enjoy my life. I have an amazing family, great friends (who… okay don’t hate me, but are annoyed with me… I hope??), a fabulous boyfriend, a snuggly cat, etc. All in all, I am rather pleased with how I have turned out.
I am sick. As always. Stomach bug. Last time it was mono, the time before it was swine flu annnnd the time before was this mega cough from the pits of hell. *Note: these all took place in a span of three months*
So anyway, I am sitting here and I feel waaaay out of the loop with my friends, like they all have this secret annoyance out of me (one I know for sure) and it just kills me on the inside because I know what they say about me. Though… they never say it to my face. I would love for them to, it would make my life and their easier. Look if for some strange chance any of you read this: I know I am rude, I know I an nosy, I know I am a flirt, I know I tell stupid jokes, but I mean I love you guys and I really do want to see you guys happy. I feel as if I have interrupted a friendship and now have overstayed my welcome. I may very well leave (like legit the school) even if we do have the money to keep me at Agnes. I will let you continue your ways of friendships with out the burden of me, because in all honesty I feel like that is all I am to you guys. A burden.
I thought about going on to talk about why you guys aren’t perfect, but I decided not to. I know that I am not perfect and that I have flaws and I do stupid things, but I am rather fine with it; I am not going to hide it, nor am I going to flaunt it, I am just going know they are there. I am not going to go on and point out things because it’s kind of what I feel like you guys do to me. If you guys really can’t handle it then maybe we just weren’t really supposed to be this close. I am sad, but not mad. It just may be the way things are. We can still be friends, but maybe the foursome has been pushed too far. Maybe, I was just a temporary thing.
In any case, I really do enjoy you guys and I hope maybe this is just a phase thing, but if it’s not. No regrets on my part, it was amazing while it lasted.
“My husband better not go to Jared’s.” — Catherine Connolly
To meow or not to meow, that is the question….
FILLER WORDS = MEOW, MUR, RAWR, LEGIT. Words I use too often that mean virtually nothing.
“Hey Ash, how are you??”
“Mur, I am fine, but I am so legit tired. Meow.”
Go me. For not making any sense!
Dude this is so strange being able to post things through AIM WOOOOOWWW
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Lesson of the Day:
Babysitting with your ADHD friend always end up with broken vases.
The end.
Just don’t do it.
SMEXI!! <3
WEEEEEEEEE. Through the looking glass and down the rabbit hole!!
and I quote “YOU HAVE TO GET ONE! THEY ARE SO MUCH BETTER THEN TWITTER!” By the way you are such a nerd. And you said that while we sat in the hall like we do everymorning. Helen and Cat will totally agree with me. GADNY….why do we have mulitiple names?
I really need to start remembering what I say.
This is twice in one week where I am just totally unable to recall myself saying something soon after I had said it.
That just means I need to see Star Trek…. though… no one will go with me D:
ZOYA!