I am cool and you are not. HAHA!
Jan. 7th, 2003 08:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
transomwhiplassWow! First day back at school, ugh, what utter crappiness.
Luckily, all I did today was watch a movie, read, and look at some finals. Burris and Ashmore did decide to teach today, but nothing overly complicated. I am just so tired. I'm actually working on my homework, its 8. I'm nearly done, I'm super proud of myself! ^^
I hate my haircut. You tell someone, 1.5 inches, they slash off like, 3.5 with a machete. No kidding. So yeah, it sucks, its too short and if anyone else tells me "ohh, its cute." I'm going to vomit on them. I feel like I'm 4, I have a VERY ROUND HEAD, if I turn it under all nicely and such, I look like a dumling or something, it makes my head look rounder. When it's straight, it just looks ugly. I have major hair issues even when I HAD HAIR. At least I could tie it up or do something with it, I can't put any of it up without having chunks come out from weird places, grr. LAST TIME I GO TO THE PAKISTANI MURDEROUS HAIR BUTCHER! Oh yeah, her crazy friend desecrated poor Anthony's head. He had pretty, longish hair, think 85% of Strake hair. She like diced the sides, he says that he looks like Mike Meyeres in some German talk-show skit on SNL. He goes around looking at you all seriously, "WOULD YOU LIKE TO PET MY MONKEY?" "I WOULD BE 'ON-RD" TO PET YOUR MONKEY!" "PET IT, PET MY MONKEY!" (Must be said with German, Nazi-ish accent). Yeah, so, scary, its like a Hitler cut, almost.
Gah, that ski trip, I hate orchestra. I don't want to ski, I will seriously injure myself, I just know it. I will end up with a ski pole lodged in my brain with my guts leaking out into the new-fallen snow. Then I will die, a cold, freezing, bleeding, painful death away from people to save me. That, or I'll be crushed by an avalanche, knowing my luck. It helps all the well, that we will be going to the most "el-cheapo" of the ski places. Ah, comforting. I think I will just throw snow at people and chunks of ice at those I don't like. That would be fun. We had to write our age/weight (OH FUN! I wonder who all told the perfect truth.)/height/shoe size. Uhm.. like I know the answers to any of those questions. Ok, I did know my age, but honestly I guess at everything else. Some people have mighty opinions of themselves. Alex M., a bass, thinks he's 5'11". My dad is 5'11", this guy is NOT 5'11", I think he is about my height. I'm 5'9.5" I think, at least the last time I checked, but he isn't 5'11". Anyway, I settle that Orchestra is the most mortifying thing in my life. You get measured by Mr. Peri, waist AND bust, I don't know how I survived that, I would have died if I didn't think he was really a homosexual. We are forced to wear those terrible dresses. We have been forced to preform for the SJ student body. Now we all get to publicly reveal things that we like to deny everyday. I don't know what shoe size I am, but its not a 7. I'm irritated by that question. I wear an 8.5 Dr. M's, like an 11 Nike, and 10.5 Sketchers, a 10 something else, a 9 with some other shoe size. I HAVE NO IDEA.. I wrote down 10, it seemed like a good round, but watch, maybe ski's run small or something. x_x.
Today I acted like moron at lunch, wow, I'm back at school.
I also got made a co-editor of the News and Features section of the newspaper. I didn't volunteer, I got chosen! Bitch Elizabeth Carlson shrieked at the original girl (bogged down by like 8 pages to layout per issue), "OH MY GOD, SHE STOLE YOU TITLE." Elizabeth is such a brat, I hope someday it bites her in the ass, I hope she "quietly mentions" like she did right there, something about her boss, and she gets sacked. UGH! Girls suck... boys do too. Everybody sucks, suck suck suck. Put your left foot forward and do the "people suck," you can watch your neighbor, suck suck suck. Haha.. sorry, my sister is listening to the bunny hop record (my dad got stereo + turntable for christmas, my idea!), I'm just subsituting lyrics. I have like... 15 lines+ of Latin to do, that I was supposed to do last quarter, but didn't, but turned in an assignment of lines after those which we never reviewed, thought I was off the hook.. etc. etc... I got myself in a pile of crap. Basically Latin and History reading... haha.. history was fun today, Ms. Fritsch kept glaring at Mary and me (that is proper grammar, right? It sounds all.... wrong). IT'S NOT OUR FAULT THEY PUBLISHED AN UGLY-ASS FREAKISH AND SO EASILY RIDUCULED PICTURE. Well, it might be mary's, but its not mine, HONEST. Heh heh. Yeah, so we lost it at some points, but whatever. It was second to last period.
Ok, seriously homework to do, I want to sleep tonight.
Luckily, all I did today was watch a movie, read, and look at some finals. Burris and Ashmore did decide to teach today, but nothing overly complicated. I am just so tired. I'm actually working on my homework, its 8. I'm nearly done, I'm super proud of myself! ^^
I hate my haircut. You tell someone, 1.5 inches, they slash off like, 3.5 with a machete. No kidding. So yeah, it sucks, its too short and if anyone else tells me "ohh, its cute." I'm going to vomit on them. I feel like I'm 4, I have a VERY ROUND HEAD, if I turn it under all nicely and such, I look like a dumling or something, it makes my head look rounder. When it's straight, it just looks ugly. I have major hair issues even when I HAD HAIR. At least I could tie it up or do something with it, I can't put any of it up without having chunks come out from weird places, grr. LAST TIME I GO TO THE PAKISTANI MURDEROUS HAIR BUTCHER! Oh yeah, her crazy friend desecrated poor Anthony's head. He had pretty, longish hair, think 85% of Strake hair. She like diced the sides, he says that he looks like Mike Meyeres in some German talk-show skit on SNL. He goes around looking at you all seriously, "WOULD YOU LIKE TO PET MY MONKEY?" "I WOULD BE 'ON-RD" TO PET YOUR MONKEY!" "PET IT, PET MY MONKEY!" (Must be said with German, Nazi-ish accent). Yeah, so, scary, its like a Hitler cut, almost.
Gah, that ski trip, I hate orchestra. I don't want to ski, I will seriously injure myself, I just know it. I will end up with a ski pole lodged in my brain with my guts leaking out into the new-fallen snow. Then I will die, a cold, freezing, bleeding, painful death away from people to save me. That, or I'll be crushed by an avalanche, knowing my luck. It helps all the well, that we will be going to the most "el-cheapo" of the ski places. Ah, comforting. I think I will just throw snow at people and chunks of ice at those I don't like. That would be fun. We had to write our age/weight (OH FUN! I wonder who all told the perfect truth.)/height/shoe size. Uhm.. like I know the answers to any of those questions. Ok, I did know my age, but honestly I guess at everything else. Some people have mighty opinions of themselves. Alex M., a bass, thinks he's 5'11". My dad is 5'11", this guy is NOT 5'11", I think he is about my height. I'm 5'9.5" I think, at least the last time I checked, but he isn't 5'11". Anyway, I settle that Orchestra is the most mortifying thing in my life. You get measured by Mr. Peri, waist AND bust, I don't know how I survived that, I would have died if I didn't think he was really a homosexual. We are forced to wear those terrible dresses. We have been forced to preform for the SJ student body. Now we all get to publicly reveal things that we like to deny everyday. I don't know what shoe size I am, but its not a 7. I'm irritated by that question. I wear an 8.5 Dr. M's, like an 11 Nike, and 10.5 Sketchers, a 10 something else, a 9 with some other shoe size. I HAVE NO IDEA.. I wrote down 10, it seemed like a good round, but watch, maybe ski's run small or something. x_x.
Today I acted like moron at lunch, wow, I'm back at school.
I also got made a co-editor of the News and Features section of the newspaper. I didn't volunteer, I got chosen! Bitch Elizabeth Carlson shrieked at the original girl (bogged down by like 8 pages to layout per issue), "OH MY GOD, SHE STOLE YOU TITLE." Elizabeth is such a brat, I hope someday it bites her in the ass, I hope she "quietly mentions" like she did right there, something about her boss, and she gets sacked. UGH! Girls suck... boys do too. Everybody sucks, suck suck suck. Put your left foot forward and do the "people suck," you can watch your neighbor, suck suck suck. Haha.. sorry, my sister is listening to the bunny hop record (my dad got stereo + turntable for christmas, my idea!), I'm just subsituting lyrics. I have like... 15 lines+ of Latin to do, that I was supposed to do last quarter, but didn't, but turned in an assignment of lines after those which we never reviewed, thought I was off the hook.. etc. etc... I got myself in a pile of crap. Basically Latin and History reading... haha.. history was fun today, Ms. Fritsch kept glaring at Mary and me (that is proper grammar, right? It sounds all.... wrong). IT'S NOT OUR FAULT THEY PUBLISHED AN UGLY-ASS FREAKISH AND SO EASILY RIDUCULED PICTURE. Well, it might be mary's, but its not mine, HONEST. Heh heh. Yeah, so we lost it at some points, but whatever. It was second to last period.
Ok, seriously homework to do, I want to sleep tonight.
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Date: 2003-01-08 03:05 pm (UTC)haha.... everyone has seen that S.B. picture, uh... especially if you've seen the movie.. haha...
I'm not obsessed with them.. commenting with pictures makes it seems like it. All I said is, "they are very cute".... HA