Sunday, January 16, 2005

*whispers*

*listens to the echoes*

T_T I do miss my dear pitas. HOWEVER. ....LJ land is just so much more cracked up.

Thus, it can not be helped...

Monday, December 6, 2004

What? So I'm unconsciously British? @@;

Sunday, December 5, 2004

The raw version of my manuscript is DONE. ELEVEN PAGES OF PURE CRAP. MY ANSWER TO THE ASSIGNMENT IS PURE PURE PURE CRAP. SO SHITTY. SO SO SHITTY.

Okay, I'm done bashing myself for this hour.

I had a dream about the Physics test last night. I think I should start studying right about now.

Saturday, December 4, 2004

Goddamn bastards. "Tracy, remember that your health and sanity is the most important. More important than anything else."

Shut the fuck up and don't even bother lying to me.

Wednesday, December 1, 2004

So there was a lot of wind and the lights began to flicker. I stared at the lamp and went "Oh no. Oh please no." And then it became very dark. GODDAMNIT. The place around our house is SO SENSITIVE to the weather! x__x; So now I'm at the library and I'm supposed to be doing hw... >>; I only have to finish up English right now. >>;

Why lords why? I was going to actually do some of the poetry project today! (Well, okay, not really, but that sounds pretty good.) I was going to work on my manuscript! Now...Now I have to write by hand... *headdesk* I WAS WRITING BY HAND LAST NIGHT TOO! IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS!! x_____x;

The play this year is sexy. I wouldn't call it exceptionally good or anything --nothing could beat Man of La Mancha--but it's sexy. Mostly because of Oberon's tight pants. Hahahha.

Umm...and that's about it. LJ's down. Goddamnit. x_x;

Sunday, November 28, 2004

That's right, leeeeer bitch leer.

....er.

>>; So I discovered that I had Physics hw. Today. At ten am in the morning. I started to hypervertilate.

But it's all good now. I didn't get the last two problems since I'm too lazy to think. And I got to write som AP English blurbs and analyze a poem. It shouldn't take too long.

As for gov't school, I'm nearly done with my wonderful prose. Notice the sarcasm in the 'wonderful' part. I want it to be seven pages, but I'm bordering dangerously on eight. Which is bad. Before, I had been concerned about not ENOUGH pages...now I'm concerned about TOO MANY pages. x_x; Quoting Chex: "Oh woe!"

Went to the shelter with Melissa yesterday and we were expecting to train puppies...because we had signed up for the classes. The only problem was: there were no puppies. *deadpan* =_=; So we hung around for half the day. We got there when the sun went up and as we came home, the sun was going down. It's so pitiful. We swung by Marshalls during lunch and brought Jian and Angela..."thoughtful" presents. Hahahha. The thought is so disturbing. x_x;

A kitten scratched me yesterday and I was like "Oh, it shouldn't hurt since the scratch has already clotted up." Then I stepped into the shower. HOW WRONG I WAS.

And speaking of hand problems, the rash STILL hasn't gone away. *twitch* It's died down a bit, but I have a nasty feeling that it'll be leaving a mark. A rectangular mark. You know the burn tool in Photoshop? Well, yes, being the Photoshop dork I am, I will describe the mark in terms of the burn tool: It looks as if a rectangle has been burned into my hand.

Arg. I must go. >>;

Saturday, November 27, 2004

WTF. APPARENTLY, IN THIS HOUSEHOLD, THERE'S A RULE THAT IF YOU'RE AWAKE, YOU MUST RUDELY WAKE UP EVERYONE ELSE.

I didn't care that I woke up at 5:30 am because that was understandable: my uncle, aunt, and cousin needed to leave for the airport. Okay. Blah. Whatever. WHAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND IS WHY AFTER THEY LEFT MY DEAR MOTHER CONTINUED TO BANG AWAY DOWNSTAIRS. WTF. AND MY GRANDPARENTS TOO.

PISSED? I AM BEYOND PISSED. THE ONLY ENERGY I HAVE NOW IS ANGER. @$#@#$!@$@$%#%^%#$%@ YOU WANNA SEE ME ANGRY? WAKE ME UP AT SIX FUCKING AM ON A SATURDAY MORNING WITHOUT A GOOD REASON.

Now I must learn now to properly use this anger to my advantage.

Thursday, November 25, 2004

x___x; I kept on wanting to archive for the longest time, but I was toooo lazy to. Therefore, that is the reason why I haven't updated for so long. Pretty stupid huh?

Anyway, Happy Thanksgiving! What will I be doing? Uh, work. *headdesk* I have so much AP English to do... And I have to work on my manuscript. AND I HAVE AP US. And I'm kicked out of my room for two days and must sleep in the office because my aunt, uncle, and cousin are staying over. At least now I have a mattress. *deadpan* I really don't mind as long as there's something under me that levels me from the ground. It's cold here. x_x;

Ah, Jimmy cracks me up. We were walking in the hallway to Health class and as we were going down the stairs, the guy in front of him farted. He was like "NOOOOOOOO!!" and even I smelled it. AND MY SENSE OF SMELL IS HORRIBLE! So Jimmy was practically withering in agony. He couldn't walk straight because we were still behind the same guy and it stunk like shit. He was like zig-zagging mechanically and I was cracking up so hard that I almost started to cry. People were staring at us. >>;

I suffered from Tenipuri-withdrawl yesterday and splurt out a crackfic that had to do with AP US. x_x; OMFG. It's offending satire. Melissa loves me for it. I love it too myself, but it's so offensive. I think I might write an AP English one that doesn't portray the teachers badly...BUT THEN IT'S NOT SATIRE. x_x; It'd be strange if I grew up to be the new Terry Pratchett. I'm going to stop reading DN parodies now. I think that's what got me started. And Jimmy's 'Houben's Sin Curve of Death!' idea.

Speaking of DN... DEATH NOTE IS LOVE. :D OMFG. Evil Raito. Although, Raito's seme-ness has suddenly taken on a HUGE PLUMMET DOWN TO HELL... >>; I was like "Wait, what? When did L suddenly get to seme and Light become so uke?"

...I need to stop fangirling and do more work.

I'm gonna take Megan to the animal shelter tomorrow to play with the cats. x_x; If anyone wants to come along... Oh wait. I don't think Melissa reads this and I don't think Tiff likes animals. Never mind.