Birds. Birds ate my FACE.

basketball starts tomorrow. This sucks.
Actually, it started monday, but tomorrow will be the first day that I will actually be attending.
There are a lot of freshmen. this means they won't have to be mean to me anymore.
At our school grades shouldn't really matter. I think the youngest should be the ones who get all picked on and stuff. Whatever.

I really have nothing more to talk about.
I want to keep making my blogs public, but so many people read them now... I can't say how I really feel about people without having some authoritative figure from my school drop out of the ceiling and strangle me.

But if I could complain about people, believe me, I would be. C:

that concert. was one of the best concerts I have ever been to. It was so amazing. I feel like such a foolface.... but the best way I could describe them as is beautiful.

That was like the best present ever. I enjoyed it SO MUCH. thank you cassia, molly and patrick. [I didn't know he contributed until yesterday.]

It was really hard to get good pictures.... cause I didn't have my camera. just my crappy iphone camera. But between molly and I, I think we got some good ones:

It's really hard typing on my iPhone. I really wish I didn't have a touchscreen phone. But other than that I love the phone so much. It's a bit annoying.

So. Today graham told me that he didn't like my horriblescopes. Which is fine. He doest have to like them. I can admit their not funny. They're hard to write.
But unless he wants to get punched in the face he isn't going to tell me that to my face ever again. Omg I got so mad. Especially since I knew they weren't that funny to begin with. Meh.
I hate hypocrates.
I love complaining.

That's really all I can type on this phone.

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I love sleeping. so much. 

I was so tired from last night. I went to bed at like 1:30 or 2. Whichever. 
It was SO worth is though. I love the Used so much. They MAY be my new favorite band. Not making any promises yet. I still need to more extensively listen to their new album, and buy their old stuff. But that show was amazing. Bert McCracken might be a god. And he has a butt chin. Making him that much more awesome. 

I should join a butt chin group on facebook. I'm totally doing that after this. 

AND! The concert was like 10x more amazing because patricia was there :] 
Pat and I are picking out and carving pumpkins tomorrow. 
Yeah, its adorable, I know. 
Then I need to show him changeling. cause that movie is pure awesome. 

Dude.  I was going to make my new little picture thing their new album cover, but then I figured molly would never read my blogs. C:

 I can't call people by their first names. It feels weird. 


I take first name basis to a whole new level.

 SO! yesterday I got a new phone. Not because I wanted one. My mom was making me. 

My phone has been messed up lately. It looks like it has service, and it looks like its working perfectly, but then I can't send texts. and anyone who tries to text me or call me can't get through. ANNNNOYING. If I restart it, it works again. But I can't tell if its broken unless I try calling someone or sending a text. 

So, my mom was mad because sometimes when I was out she couldn't get ahold of me. And I had a valid excuse as to why. So this made her mad, and her revenge was getting me a new phone. 

BUT! This morning. like half an hour ago. my brand spanken new phone DID IT AGAIN! I didn't get any texts, and I couldnt receive calls! WTF!?!??!?!?!??! My phones must be haunted. Like.... I have no idea why it would do it again on this right out of the box phone. 




Btw:
I have become obsessed with klaus nomi again. Thanks bonnie. 

 I'm in the apple store attempting to get a new phone. I've been here for a loooong time. 

I think everyone I love or have loved already knows it. THUS, thats not how I would spend my last day of life. No "I'm sorrys" either. I DO NOT want to spend my last day of life regretting things.

My last day would be filled with "I hate you's"
Is that bad?


Oh man. If I could just tell people at school what I really think...

 Well. I haven't blogged in awhile. Why is this, may you ask? 
Because my life is so uninteresting. 

I go to school. I come home. I sleep. I do my homework. I talk to pat :], I sleep again. 
i HATE it. 
I HATE school. 
i HATE the people there. 

I'm not going into names, because everyone sucks and they'll turn this in to the school. 
The crappiest part about that statement is that the school would actually care if I complain about people via-internet in my PERSONAL LIFE. geez. 

I don't know why I'm going to this school. 
Why: 
In "skills" (the fact that we have a skills class is reason enough.) dr. miller asked everyone who had a learning disability to raise their hand. I was the only one who didn't raise my hand. So.... does that just mean i'm stupid? Why am I going to a school for people with "ld" if i don't have "ld" 
Another reason why:
I almost got a study hall today in bio because I didn't draw pictures on my flashcards. 
I DON'T NEED YOUR STUPID PICTURES. VBKJNS JILFWKBCNSO:JVNLKSN VJS:WLF<>CS BJWFLKM< WHY CAN'T THEY UNDERSTAND? 

The fact that I can't understand why they don't understand is another reason why I shouldn't go to this school. 


On a better note, I just downloaded a whole bunch of music. 

I don't know why I have that song stuck in my head. I don't like that song too much. kind of random. 


My nights have been very routine and repetitive. and blogging isn't part of the routine. Sorry. 

I'm so sleepy, dude. 
and people from school are already getting on my nervessss! as expected. 

I'm going to go talk to my patty watty on the phoney woney. 

I just broke a mirror yesterday.
so far, so good.

I don't believe in bad luck, or good luck. I think things just happen.

 That is such a stupid thing. The whole "punch buggie, no punch backs!" thing. The stupider thing, though, is that the punchee DOESN'T punch back. If someone punches me, I'm going to punch them back. I don't care if they say, "no punch backs." Real life isn't like that.
"I killed your family, no kill families back!" 
"aw. darn."
And their not called punch buggies, anyway. Maybe they used to be or whatever. I don't know. 

From now forth, whenever people punch me just because they see a certain type of car [which seems to happen a lot], I WILL punch them back. hard. And they're going to be like, "hey! I said no punch backs!" WELL WHAT INVISIBLE BARRIER DOES THAT PUT AROUND YOU? Whats going to happen when I punch them back? Will the world explode? 

Maybe. 
Because folks, I don't think this is anything that has ever been done. 



The other day at the soccer game this random like 5 year old girl thought i was her cousin... she came up to me and kept hugging me and climbing all over my lap. The mom kept having to be like "Thats not your cousin. Thats not your cousin. THATS NOT your cousin. THATS NOT YOUR COUSIN." Then she just picked her up and took her somewhere else. I never saw the young chidling again. 
Maybe she was my cousin. Maybe she figured it out and ran to go find me, but her mother [or whoever she REALLY is] caught up with her last minute, snatching her away. 
Maybe I would seek this girl out now, if she wasn't 5. 
I hate kids. When I was little I didn't get all affectionate with random people. Not even my cousin, who qualifies as a random person. 

I can send picture messages now. But, pat can't receive them on his new phone. Thus, what is the point. 


I'm so excited to sleep in tomorrow. 


Godspeed, world. 
And if anyone punches you because they saw a buggie, you better BEAT THEM DOWN. 

I have a sore throat. I HATE THEM. I have zero tollerance for them. When I have one, I am a useless lump, and I sit around the house in my pyama's all day. WOO.
I woke up at like 1. And I watched True Life: I'm transgendered. It was SO GREAT. One of the more interesting true lifes I've seen in awhile. I really want to see True Life: I self injure, but its a really old one, so I don't think they'll show it. They DID have the first ever true life on today though! It was about heroin. woo.

anywho, once the interesting true lifes were over i watched some of season three of medium with my mom. When I got my wisdom teeth out, medium was all I watched for like a week straight. And they never scared me too much... And I only watched like 3 today... But for some reason I'm really scared now. Either the 3 I watched were unually scary, or I was too drugged back then to notice. :/

my nails with orange paint on them look red in certain lights. This bugs me, because the other nails are green.
green + orange = CHRISTMAS!

I wish it was christmas.

I really don't have much to say.

OHYEAH.
I visited pat this weekend with molly and mrs molly. it as funnnn. and REALLLLYYY great to see him. C:
I went into his dorm room! It was crazy being announced... and then the students were like, "I don't think you should be here." and then another was like, "I don't believe these are open hours." WHYYYY can't that place be like a normal college. All I wanted to see was where my boyfriend was living at....
I did get a glimpse of it, though. Its a fricken closet.
The thing that annoyed me most was when the other students told me I shouldn't be in the hall. Like... they're students. What do they care. They don't get paid to inforce things. SORRY IM BEING ALL WOMANLY IN YOUR LIVING SPACE. Like its not embarrassing enough being announced. WOMENNNN IN THE HALLLLL.
Honestly, I didn't believe pat when he said they needed to do that. I don't care how "morally right" it is. Suck it up, MEN. If you want to get a women to spread your seed, youre going to have to come in contact with them once in awhile.


I just got home from school. I really want to take a nap on the sofa [because my room stinks. booshy.] but theres a guy painting the windows or whatever? He's doing the windows in the family room now.. so I don't just want to awkwardly go in there and fall asleep.
PLUS- my shirt tends to somehow ride up while im sleeping? Ew. AND. this one time I woke up and my shirt was COMPLETELY off. Either I was havin a hot and steamy dream, or kip decided to rape me.

PAT GOT ME THESE AMAZING BOOSH PINS.
I would put them on my bookbag, but I don't want them to get ruined or fall off. SO, I'm going to wear a different one on my shirt every day. OR, should I make it every week? hmmm. decisions.

Wow, I just realized how long and boring this is getting. My apologies.

I watched Chageling last night with Caroline. I'm so glad that we got to hang out and talk about important things.. like porn.

ANYWAY, we decided to watch Changeling. And... It  was reallllllyyyyy awesome. But also really like.... disturbing... And hard to watch. It made me really emotional. If I was on my period I would have cried the whole time.
It was probably one of the best  movies I've ever seen. Especially since it was a true story. Usually I'm not a big Clint Eastwood fan. But he did this movie pretty amazingly. i can't wait until pat comes home... I can show it to him! I think he would greatly appreciate it.
I couldnt go to sleep until 5 because of it though. I kept replaying this one distrbing part of it in my head over and over again. Consequently, I just woke up like an hour ago. haha.


dude. I still have to write an essay. Tomorrow is the last day of summer. :C

 Last night molly and sarah came over. It was so nice to see sarah! hadn't seen her all summer. It was kind of gross. 

Once she left... in her car... thats hers.... My mother and I went to the mall. We bought school pants, underwear, and we completed pats birthday present! I hope he enjoys the main part of the present. There are many little things. But there are two main things. 

OH AND I found a zebra bookbag at journeys. WOO! Too bad I already bought that one... I'm just going to give it to molly. 

Then when we got home from the mall I slept. For a long time. Just woke up. 

I dont want school to start. I gave my essay to my mom to make corrections. She gave it back... with red marks ALL OVER the page. Its going to take me longer to correct it than it did to write it! FEH.

I would make sure to put some in that you can't end with "in bed."
Just to make those perverts [like myself] angry. 

Maybe I would just make one "In bed." hahaha. 


Or, maybe I'd make them actual FORTUNES as opposed to cheesy statements about my innermost feelings. 

I havent even started all that stupid work yet. MEHHH.

But, to make myself feel better about all the work I have to do in such a short time I just read that whole "a little piece of sky" book. It was ok. Good enough to keep me interested. Made me sad though. And the boy in it made me miss pat. :C
Sometimes I wish there was more detail in it though... It just kind of ended abruptly. A lot of things went unanswered. Feh.

But, I spent all my day doing that. So now, I'm still in my pyamas... and I'm bored.

 
my aunts new doggggyyy! His name is mozart. and he likes to hump things. He is currently biting my shoes. 


Made me laugh. 

Well, my butt chin, obviously. 

When I wear my pants made out of clear saran wrap pants. Those are hot. 

And, when I put on mollys pants and parade around the house with a wagon strapped to my back. 


Yes, all three of those things scream secksy to me.