The snow is absolutely GORGEOUS.
The first snowfall of the year.
How romantic.
I'd love to be cuddled up under a blanket with someone watching movies right now.
Buuuuuut....... Bleh. Let's not go there.
It's not really a bad "bleh." But it's a kinda eh "bleh."
But anyhoozits. I'm falling back in love with the Dresden Dolls. It's kinda crazy. I think they're going to be my next Music Monday. I just Tumbled about them a little bit, too.
So Monday through Thursday, I did really well with eating and working out. And then Thursday night I had McDonalds D: But I think I ate less than I usually do when I go there. Kind of. And then Friday I didn't get to work out. And I ate Burger King. And chocolate. And then today I ate like, five pieces of pizza.
So much for losing my pudge, eh?
I'm really upset that tomorrow's going to be forty degrees and sunny. The beautiful snow is all going to melt. I think I'm going to hang out with Chessie again. Chessie = my friend Francesca. But everyone calls her Chessie. So yeah.
I have the worst writer's block. So I'm about to read some stuff on a writer's forum and hopefully get inspired. Because I'm writing a story that's like, really intriguing me, and I want to WRITE it, but I don't know if I cannnnnnnn. D:
~J*~
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
A Series of Heartfelt Letters, "Clever Girl Goes Blog" Style - Part Deux
Dear Blogger,
I love you. And all of my readers that come with you. But I'm kind of starting to hate you. I've trapped myself in this really lame style, and I can't get out of it. And I enjoy my Tumblr style so much more.
Oh well. I won't desert you.
Love,
Me. As always.
_______________________
Dear Christmas,
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I FUCKING WANT!!
Sincerely,
Someone who has no idea what they fucking want.
_______________________
Dear Weather,
I'm sick and tired of this back and forth nonsense. Please make up your mind. Will you be too lovely to be winter? Or will you be too cold for the ninth circle of Hell? I'd really appreciate it if you could either settle on a proper winter temperature, or be abnormally tropical.
Sincerely,
Someone who's going to get sick from Mother Nature's menopausal mood swings any day now.
_______________________
Dear Photography,
I think this project is going to suck. Considering I don't really admire anyone. I just love people. So my "Someone you admire" project is going to be about someone I love. And the essay will be phenom.
Mkay?
Sincerely,
Someone who can't think of a witty name for this entry.
______________________
Dear Heart-felt Letters,
You're a lot of fun to write. I should do this more often.
*sigh*
If only I was clever.
If only.
Sincerely,
Non-Clever-Boy-Goes-Blogger-Then-Tumblr.
_______________________
~J*~
I love you. And all of my readers that come with you. But I'm kind of starting to hate you. I've trapped myself in this really lame style, and I can't get out of it. And I enjoy my Tumblr style so much more.
Oh well. I won't desert you.
Love,
Me. As always.
_______________________
Dear Christmas,
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I FUCKING WANT!!
Sincerely,
Someone who has no idea what they fucking want.
_______________________
Dear Weather,
I'm sick and tired of this back and forth nonsense. Please make up your mind. Will you be too lovely to be winter? Or will you be too cold for the ninth circle of Hell? I'd really appreciate it if you could either settle on a proper winter temperature, or be abnormally tropical.
Sincerely,
Someone who's going to get sick from Mother Nature's menopausal mood swings any day now.
_______________________
Dear Photography,
I think this project is going to suck. Considering I don't really admire anyone. I just love people. So my "Someone you admire" project is going to be about someone I love. And the essay will be phenom.
Mkay?
Sincerely,
Someone who can't think of a witty name for this entry.
______________________
Dear Heart-felt Letters,
You're a lot of fun to write. I should do this more often.
*sigh*
If only I was clever.
If only.
Sincerely,
Non-Clever-Boy-Goes-Blogger-Then-Tumblr.
_______________________
~J*~
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Ad Canvassing Win? (THE END OF NABLOPOMO)
So, you can tell I celebrated the end of NaBloPoMo yesterday by... not posting :) Hehe.
Anyway, I went ad canvassing yesterday afternoon with a classmate of mine and I'm not sure whether or not it was a success... We left contracts and newspapers at four places, and... well, I guess they'll contact him if they want. The teacher, I mean.
Life is so crazy right now.
Well, not right now. Well, kind of. But college is going to make the other "L" word much more difficult. The one that's not life.
(Not talking about lesbians here.)
I'm trying not to think about it.
But I can't help it.
You know?
When you want something to work this badly, you can't help but think about it - and how things could go horribly wrong.
~J*~
Anyway, I went ad canvassing yesterday afternoon with a classmate of mine and I'm not sure whether or not it was a success... We left contracts and newspapers at four places, and... well, I guess they'll contact him if they want. The teacher, I mean.
Life is so crazy right now.
Well, not right now. Well, kind of. But college is going to make the other "L" word much more difficult. The one that's not life.
(Not talking about lesbians here.)
I'm trying not to think about it.
But I can't help it.
You know?
When you want something to work this badly, you can't help but think about it - and how things could go horribly wrong.
~J*~
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Ad Canvassing Fail?
So I hate my journalism teacher.
It's like, definite now.
First, he makes the entire class stay after school until six o'clock once a month and expects everyone to arrange their own rides home. Even though not everyone can drive. And I don't know about everyone else, but my mom is losing pay so she can leave work early to come get me.
Second, he gets mad at one of my friends for not being able to stay until six o'clock because she has to watch her one year old sister. Very cool.
Third, me and a couple friends formed a group to go ad canvassing - in other words, to go around shops and ask managers if they want to take out an ad in the school paper - at a shopping center near my house. These friends can drive, and I can walk to the shopping center.
Does he even give us a chance to suggest this?
Naw.
He gives us a shopping center near the two friends' houses, and neither of them want to give me a ride.
Of course, they don't tell me they can't give me a ride until eleven o'clock, which was when we were supposed to be meeting.
And now one of those friends is vehemently denying the fact that we decided on the easier shopping center, but whatever.
It really doesn't matter, I guess.
Just a bunch of bullshit.
I hate that teacher, and I'm really starting to hate the class.
~J*~
It's like, definite now.
First, he makes the entire class stay after school until six o'clock once a month and expects everyone to arrange their own rides home. Even though not everyone can drive. And I don't know about everyone else, but my mom is losing pay so she can leave work early to come get me.
Second, he gets mad at one of my friends for not being able to stay until six o'clock because she has to watch her one year old sister. Very cool.
Third, me and a couple friends formed a group to go ad canvassing - in other words, to go around shops and ask managers if they want to take out an ad in the school paper - at a shopping center near my house. These friends can drive, and I can walk to the shopping center.
Does he even give us a chance to suggest this?
Naw.
He gives us a shopping center near the two friends' houses, and neither of them want to give me a ride.
Of course, they don't tell me they can't give me a ride until eleven o'clock, which was when we were supposed to be meeting.
And now one of those friends is vehemently denying the fact that we decided on the easier shopping center, but whatever.
It really doesn't matter, I guess.
Just a bunch of bullshit.
I hate that teacher, and I'm really starting to hate the class.
~J*~
Saturday, November 28, 2009
I'm Buying Plane Tickets to Illinois for June/July 2010. Mkay?
Yeah. I think I'm going to save up about $275 for a plane ticket to Illinois to visit my bestest friend that I've neverever met before.
Anyway.
So I went Black Friday shopping with Boyfriend yesterday, and it was just like any other weekend at the mall. The crowd wasn't that bad. It was only bad for the people on methamphetamines that went at like, five in the morning.
But I got two people Christmas presents, and I have like... two more to go.
And I still have like, 55 bucks to spend :D Woo!
I'm gonna get myself a resistance band jont to work out. Because um... there's this amazing boy that has an equally amazing body that I feel very out-of-shape next to.
And I just ate one of the most fattening things in the world, so I need to go on like, a twelve hour walk.
FUCK MY STOMACH PUDGE.
:(
~J*~
Anyway.
So I went Black Friday shopping with Boyfriend yesterday, and it was just like any other weekend at the mall. The crowd wasn't that bad. It was only bad for the people on methamphetamines that went at like, five in the morning.
But I got two people Christmas presents, and I have like... two more to go.
And I still have like, 55 bucks to spend :D Woo!
I'm gonna get myself a resistance band jont to work out. Because um... there's this amazing boy that has an equally amazing body that I feel very out-of-shape next to.
And I just ate one of the most fattening things in the world, so I need to go on like, a twelve hour walk.
FUCK MY STOMACH PUDGE.
:(
~J*~
Thursday, November 26, 2009
This is My Post For Tomorrow
So Thanksgiving was not bad. At all.
I went to my dad's for the first time in eight months. And it was as if nothing had ever happened. But I think I trust him a little more now. More than I did for a while. Which was not at all.
So now that that bullet has finally been bitten, I might start going over there again. And Boyfriend isn't entirely thrilled with that idea. Honestly, I'm kind of anxious, too. But I guess... we'll just see what happens. Which has been my philosophy for life lately. We'll just see how things go.
So yeah. Turkey Day is over, and I get to see Boyfriend tomorrow, all day. I miss him. Which sounds odd, considering I see him every day at school and talk to him every night. I dunno.
But yeah.
So everything was pretty... okay.
~J*~
I went to my dad's for the first time in eight months. And it was as if nothing had ever happened. But I think I trust him a little more now. More than I did for a while. Which was not at all.
So now that that bullet has finally been bitten, I might start going over there again. And Boyfriend isn't entirely thrilled with that idea. Honestly, I'm kind of anxious, too. But I guess... we'll just see what happens. Which has been my philosophy for life lately. We'll just see how things go.
So yeah. Turkey Day is over, and I get to see Boyfriend tomorrow, all day. I miss him. Which sounds odd, considering I see him every day at school and talk to him every night. I dunno.
But yeah.
So everything was pretty... okay.
~J*~
I hope everyone's holiday is absolutely wonderful.
And I hope you all have something amazing to be thankful for.
My Thankfulishness
-Samantha Jean PENGUIN (Last name has been changed)
-Lilian Nichole VOMITEY (last name has been changed, and I probably spelled the first two names wrong :D)
-Megan SLUTHAUSEN (do I really need to keep repeating myself?)
-Francescaaa Gurllll.
Have fun devouring your poor, innocent turkeys, you all.
I know I... won't.
Haha.
I can't wait to be a vegetarian.
~J*~
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