[	Tags	|	blog	]
[	Current Location	|	computadora	]
[	mood	|	chipper	]
[	music	|	yeah yeah yeahs - down boy	]

sup, niggaz?

new blog, yo. check it out.

[	Tags	|	blog, forgotten journal, love y'all	]
[	Current Location	|	computer room, on my rear as usual	]
[	mood	|	artistic	]
[	music	|	the cure - lovesong	]

about this!

can you believe it? i should post on here more, but when i do it will likely be a link to my new blog, which is exciting. it's one of those real blogs, like where you can type in the address thingy and i come right up. how awesome is that?

check it out, niggaz. loads of love. i'm sure the lack of friends that i've got on here miss me totes.

[	Tags	|	college, dogwalking, franz, german kid, lasagna, mr sexy, myspace, no-doz, school, soundbites, trippy games	]
[	Current Location	|	school library	]
[	mood	|	good	]
[	music	|	belle & sebastian - another sunny day	]

oh my bloody gott in himmel, why am i in such a fabby mood? i really shouldn't be, as i am at school as usual. but i am. i have come to the conclusion that it's because of the No-Doz i took this morning. it acts like a happy pill that also gives you energy. i think i'm almost due for another one, though.

it is also very likely that i am happy because i bought mr sexy's book, Soundbites, yesterday. YES!!! after harassing the people at barnes and noble for it for hours on end for three days, i've finally got the mutha! and oh! what a beautiful thing it is. i should really be reading it at the table right now instead of wasting my time telling you people out there who don't care this, but oh well. in all reality, i seriously should be doing my latework so that i don't have to do eight tons of it tonight. but hey! thats alright. somehow.

i have french next, which is nice, because that room is actually warm.

the kid on the computer next to me is playing this crazy trippy game. i don't even know what it's called. you should see it! it really is indescribable. apparently it's called "the blue thing." crazy. you should see it. its soooo trippy...you don't even know.

mr sexy's book is sooo good. i could read it and read it for days and days. i would even like it if i had no idea who he was. thats how good it is. everyone knows (well they should at least) how hard it is to keep myattention enough to finish a book! it's crazy. i really don't want to do my latework tonight, but i have to. maybe breanna will let me borrow her History crap so i can just copy it instead of actually doing it.

she's coming over after school for lasagna that my sister made. it looks really good. we were going to eat it last night, originally, but then discovered it was raw and needed to be cooked for an hour. so needless to say, we did not eat lasagna last night, and instead wasted some more money on mcd's. which breanna and i have made a pact not to eat any more mc d's with our money until German Kid arrives.

German kid's name is actually Max, or something like that, but since i don't know anything about him yet he is simply German Kid until he arrives. i feel bad that he has to stay at Reb's, but i suppose it wouldn't be too bad. he can clean, i hope.

OH! i almost forgot to mention!! FRANZ HAVE TAKEN OVER THEIR MYSPACE! AND THEY ACTUALLY UPDATE IT! wheeeeee!!! it's so fucking exciting, you have no clue. really. there are new photos of bob in front of the shelves he was so bored he put up, and photos of Mr Sexy with the Cribs, and "shouting" BLANK! it's too exciting, nearly, for my fangirl heart.

i think this kid that i met in mathlab,  Cody, likes me. he keeps like, following me around. not really, but he does sortof. like, he always sat near me in mathlab last week, and now he came to the computer next to mine. he's a freshman, so clearly he is off limits, plus he's not really that cute. he's a skater boy. which is alarming. enough said.

i should really be doing more fangirly shit on the fangirls website, but they all piss me off too damn much, and it seems like a lot of work.

just like it seems like a lot of work to find a new job. but i quite desperately need one soon, because i don't work at all this week. isn't that sad? i've made dogwalking flyers, because i like dogs, and they're so much better than kids. so today breanna and i will distribute the dogwalking flyers and hope to Baby Jesus that someone wants us to walk their mutt. perhaps if we offer to attempt to train their dog/puppy as well as walk it, we'd get more money. that's a good idea too. or perhaps i'll get a real job likea normal person. that i can put on a resume. ha. actually, reading about mr sexy's restaurant shenanigans (LMFAO @ shenanigans) makes me want to work in a restourant. but, sadly, one doesn't learn nearly as much in green bay as one would wherever mr sexy was at. i really love him, hes fucking brilliant. it's amazing reading about what's made him brilliant, too. it's so fascinating knowing that he had to go trhough far far worse in the kitchen of where he worked than i did at Hansen's. but i still will not go back to hansesn's. hell to the no. but i will consider getting a job in a kitchen somewhere. then i could think to myself: mr sexy's been through the same thing, and look where it's got him! just look. in ten years, you scould be writing a book or something about your aweful experiences! just think.

perhaps that's what i'll do. get myself into a load of different jobs and situations and then write a book about them. at least it would be interesting enough!  i told breanna the other day that i should write a book about my driving experiences, because lord knows there are enough hilarious and entertainiing things that've happened with my driving. perhaps i'll do it for Rays or something.

I've decided that if i don't get accepted to any of my top three chices for college, then i'm gonna just go there and find an apartment and a job and work my ass off for a year so that i can save up and possibly then i'll go to college. but ir eally sort of am thinking about not going, just because it's a lot of work, and money. perhaps someoen will like my writing just as it is and i'll get a nice-paying job and that's that. then i can find myself a nice boy in a band who gets paid decently and doesn't do many drugs.

ha.

i think i'm gonna go read mr sexy's book now. because i love him. goddamn he's fucking brilliant.