Fuck yeah, Hana-Kimi was the shit. HIIIIROOOOOOO! Ah, and I read all of Akaku Saku Koe today, too, didn't know it was that short... I've been spoiled by entertainment today, so cool. Tomorrow I work five hours and then PARTY-PARTY HO HO HO.
Week was a blur, Choralfest went awesome, then walk walk walkin', Christmas shoppin'... man I'm such a failure at gift wrapping. And money saving. And walking, apparently, wtf is up with you, left foot? Be cool, dude, it's a'ight, you don't need to act all arte about things. ANNND what the fuck's up with my rockband drums, I haven't touched them in months and suddenly the yellow one refuses to trigger. C'mon, dude! Yellow makes up, like, ALL THE SONGS.
I get to see Charlene tomorrow, eeee! I MISS YOU CHARLEEEEENE
and on tuesday I'm going to try to talk to mister big blue (who has nothing to do with the title of this post, fuck year aerosmith) and I feel like well I'll talk about something totally neutral like hey man how's school goin' for ya or do you have a job because you've been running through my mind allll day baby and wait no I can't pick up guys LOOOOL lines are fun though
AHHH if only I knew how he'd react. we should totally be bffs or something. I'd love to see him outside of school, though, even if it's like I'm at work and he comes by and turns out he's on a date with his giiiiiiirlfriiiiiiend and I'd be like HEY MAN HAVE A GRAND OL' TIME then when he left I'd be all BAAAAWWWWW HATERS WHY YOU GOTTA HAAATE but at least I'd know he exists out of the school hallways and is a person HO. ... .... dude I know like nothing about him... crushes are so fickle
IKENAI TAIYOOOOU
well, time to attempt some mario again, peace out bruddas
- track:Picture Perfect - M-FLO + MONKEY MAJIK
Sometimes
(not all the time, mind you, but I won't grant you the grace of saying not even all the time because that is a lie)
Sometimes,
I want to hit you.
(But first comes yelling and screaming and get it through your head!)
(Well... maybe that's not first. Maybe that's after. Dramatic effect.)
It's like my logic is a code undecipherable by your mind, and (as always) vice-versa. I know I'm trying. I know, then, to doubt you.
(It's gotta go somewhere, right?)
I can see myself getting tired of feeling like I'm in the wrong place at the right time almost all the time. These boxes where we learn the world are so confining. I know, they're only boxes, after all.
- track:Blindness - Metric
FUUUUCK YEEAAAHHHHH! I'll see you in December, sweethearts!
Also, HELL YEAH PUPIL CONCERT WAS CAPTIVATING A
- track:Disconnection Notice - Pupil
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FUUUUUUUUUUCK
I don't know how to stand in front of you.
I don't know how to stand in front of you.
I don't know how to stand in front of you.
I don't know how to stand in front of you.
I don't know how to stand in front of you...
- track:Rock Me Now - Metric
I want to ask you for the things friends do for friends but I'm afraid you'll say no because I'm afraid I don't deserve them, so I don't ask. In my planning I realized that I had included you without actually knowing if you wanted to, and isn't that just the most selfish thing? I don't know what you want. I never know what you want. I only think, conclude, and hope that if it doesn't hit that tiny chance that it's what you want, it at the very least makes you happy. I never want to make you feel you need to put on a show for politeness' sake... but that's asking too much already, because I know it'd be asking a lot of me.
I want you to take the first step in showing me that I can have faith, because it's so easy to expect things of others (but not of you), so easy to know up 'til what time in the middle of the night I'll wake up for you in an emergency (7:59am, since anything after that is morning), but I'll never know about you and, in my world of breaking even, it's all about reciprocation. (Except that I'm learning that sometimes it's not. Sometimes the positive you take in is proportionate only to the negative you put out or vise-versa. Sometimes you'll turn off your phone on me and I'll keep it plugged in and turned on and near my bed throughout the night. Only paranoia, though.) I've only just recently realized that maybe this tenuous grasp on belief I suffer may be a mutual struggle. I'll keep tugging if you will. (But I won't know that, and neither will you.)
This started out as an apology (wherein you was vous and not tu) but now I'm just tired of missing people and not knowing if they miss me back, even just a little bit. The littlest bit. Just drop me a line, okay? No, drop anyone a line. Really.
- track:Sick Muse - Metric
Today was shopping and Halley and wtf Exit for DS I wanted buttanz and not my not-ds stylus oh fuck me.
AND NOW I GIVE YOU
But, shit. Shiiiiiit. COME ON HAZEL, YOU CAN DO IT RAAAAAAAH
- track:Can't Get It Up If The Girl's Breathing - Repo! The Genetic Opera
Ah, ah. Can't shake this feeling of having fucked up. Can't even talk about it 'cause I know I'll go digging for symphathy and I don't want to do that. YE GADS I'm being such a pussy about this. (I do believe there was fair warning; not on this, but on the nature of this-- but nobody would take such a confession at face value, would they? I'd like to see it to believe it.) It's cool, I guess. This is what drove me into those papery arms of words and doll joints. It's cool.
Ah, well. Ah. Ahhhhhhh. I had a filling on Friday. Filly filled for Friday, for failing forensic findings. Fuck, fwhat?
- track:Walking On Leaves - Masafumi Takada
WOW I AM IN A BAD MOOD. It's not even a bad bad mood, either. It's one of those moods that's kind of rare to identify because it's so... only... slightly off-kilter. Well, fuck it. sooooo ggghhhheeeeeettoblastah. I feeeeel good, I feeeeeel soft ahhhh msi, they's comin' here in a month, yeah. and I'm wimping out of going due to lack of cha-ching and a feeling of uneasiness toward the matter. should go for christina, though.
GAAALALALALALAGALAGALA I need a JOB and I need some TIME and I keep slacking off even when it doesn't feel like it and it seems that every conversation I get into face-to-face only ends up making me feel like I'm just wasting wasting the time-time shit, shit, and it feels like all I'm getting to see is the uglier side of these people and there's so much fucking... rraaaage rage rage, yeah. Like, the people who are all LOOK AT ME I'M SOOOoooOOOooOO ROMANTIC Y
fgsfds can I slap a few people first? oh, no, but then that'd mean I'd care... and yet I have little faith in the possibility of such a subtlety being recognized. AND HEY LOOK AT ME WITH ALL MY RISE ABOVE SHIT. I'M SUCH A FUCKING ELITIST HUH.
oh, yeah, and, uh, fuck. In all of this, I'm so motherfucking bored, fuck. I have all this shit to do and I'm still finding the time to wallow in self-pity and annoyance at how dead-end the days feel? I MAKE MYSELF SICK. FUCK ME, MOTHERFUCKER. kgljajglakglajkgljak
k I'm done. today. hur dur lowercase I'm such a rebelllsafksafupaosjfpasOKAY I'M DONE, DONE DONE DONE. DONE.
- track:Super Mario Brothers Rap - BENEFIT
Fuck your doublespeak; try some face value for once. It'll only make things worse, but I'll respect you for that. are ee es pee ee see tee. It's not like you're in excess, darling. D-d-darl'.
Hey, what's with the lack of thought in this today? It seems like I have to reach so far, and once I've gotten my fingers clenched around a prospect, it turns out to be brand name only-- the same old thing in a prettier package. What's with the focus on profit, profit? Where's the heart, men? Inside your chest? Do a little ripping, come on, get a little bloody. It's the classiest kind of murder.
Oh, fooey, I'm tired of zero. I break even at the end of every day. Or maybe I'm a little plus one, plus two? C'est possible. Plus three when the sun shines. It's home base, though, and I wanna rocket-ocket out, chaps. Rocket-ocket go go fly. Ah, what a mess.
Gears are gunked up. Is this the price I pay? I'd rather be a thief! I'll burgle you away, sweetshins. It's on.
- track:Summer Rain - Etro Anime
FFFFUUUCCCCKKKKKKKAFK FORCAST IS TORRENTS OF TEARS YOOOOUUUUUUU
... you talented bastard
- track:Pianissimo Epilogue - Akira Yamaoka
OKAY OKAY OKAY so. sososo. Ahmet's sweet sixteen was pretty damned cool, yeah? lulzy brawl tourneys, lulzy derrick comedy revisitans, lulzy rockband sessiones, yeah yeah yeah. Mowen's a pretty cool guy, doesn't afraid of losing with his SKILLZ (I had a pass in the first round only to fight him in the second and LOL HE TRIED TO SAVE ME WHEN I FELL OF M
LOL AT THE MICHEAL KID WITH HIS MS K TAL
SO ON THE WAY HOME (this is the highlight part in a day of highlights) my Ate commented on the velocity at which the car in front of us was driving (ten below limit, g). So she was like, "I want to switch lanes but we're already close to the turn..." soooo five minutes later it turns out slowbuddy is turning the same way :D! so we follow them on downward and she's like PLEASE don't be turning right at this street so of course the dude/tte turns right. WONDERFUL! BETTER THAN MAMA!
They end up going straight past the next four way, same as us. We take around fifteen minutes down a five minute street, and at the home stretch, there's another turn-- so I cheer them on for left, but they pause at the stop sign without a hitch-- and then the left blinker blinks jubilantly as I lol and Ate groans.
Five minutes later, we need to turn right, so the lovely people in front of us turn right as well, of course. Loverlies. I'm thinking it's Wervin maybe, since he lives on the left side of our backlane turn-- we're on the right. So, as we roll ever so calmly toward the backlane, waiting for them to get out of the way, they turn into our backlane! DAHAHHAHAHaklhfsalkfas
And THEN they slow to a stop just after our garage, and people walk out of it towards maybebrian'shouse. GG GUISE :D
- track:the updater - tsutchie/fat jon
ANYWAY we spaghetti factoried and that was a quiet riot with it's soupor salad and reverse centaur weddings and fuck year ice cream and shit. After was some perusal of the downtown heart we were occupying, and then the sorting of teams for hide-and-seek-- which was mostly fruitless save the purpose of designating hiders and seekers. Hiders won in the first fifteen minutes; Jenny and Ahmet first because shopping at the candy store was the best place to hide and then Ahmet got a free pass for buying me rock
Ray called saying he had seen three hiders on the stairs but didn't know what to do next; the hiders and I mosey'd around town, racing the elevator and laughing and candyshopping and LOOK THERE'S JONATHAN he bolts we split up and run and TOTALLY MISS HIM LOL. He won, straight up. Everyone gave up, hahaha.
Toward the end, Jenny was generous enough to let us go to her house for mobies so the remainder of the party piled into the stalling van and we made it to her house eventually (/jeff). There was Little Big FUCK YEAH Planet, Saw V lulz, Jeff screaming like a banshee and that whole sofa of nocreepymovieskthx-ers, and and creampuffs. Then I was obliged to leave and said goodnight, my sister driving Ray, Marty, Romel, and Jay Em home to the tune of Pokemon innuendo and Marty what the fuck is wrong with your neighbourhood it's been creepy like that since my Ate was a kid you motherfucker I was so creeped. Bahahhaa.I'm all creeped now, thanks.
It was a good night with good people and cakes and stuff. Also JENNY GREAT TEACHER ONIZUKA IS FUCKING L
Exam week... spent about an hour in the jazz room studying and making noise and stuff, that was cool beans. Gonna miss the teachers/classes of this sem, if not the coursework. Fucking chem, blahahaha. Choir tomorrow, uuuaaaa.. possible movies after, though, so that's cool beans, too.
Okay, that's all for now, sweetcheeks. I gotta let you go.
- track:Sincerely - Nujabes
HEY LIVEJOURNAL WHAT THE FUCK IS UP? Fuc
Today was nice, dig? In the S3 vs S4 girls dodgeball game I was the last one of my team and I won that shit. Lots of lucky fumbles on the S4's part, but I won. That's like, fourth out of four althletic achievements of my life. (We lost the next two games.) Duck-duck-goose, Ollie-Ollie Octopus, and "upset the fruit basket" followed. And thus ended my second-last year of phys ed.
Chem was oh shit I have to finish the review and chatty. I was ON TIME for once but of course we had a sub and I couldn't show Mr T my appointment-making prowess. Ah, well. Lunch was singing and I fucked about that already. TA was preggo-Kelly and oh bananas in pajamas I wanted to see the drama production, cheer on Angel, but english plus chem plus lol extracurricular. Siiighyaiyaiduck. FUCK YEAR ANGEL YOU DRAMA GO!
aroundtheworldaroundtheworldaroundthewor
Graphics was nice and productive and I wish I had taken the papers home. English was more graphics-productivity. Deeana/deanna/dee-ah-nah complimented my done an arts i^i so kind~ and and... yes. right. Yes. I will miss this semester at the same time of being fuckglad it's past, but, shit. Three left and LOL BAI GUISE. That's fucked up to me. Also I missed saying fuck. Fuck you you motheforgetter. Mom saw that on an email to myself and gave me the e___e face and I was like awesomeplz.jpg
SO FUCKPISSED THOUGH. Day went downhill spiral when dad was like you've got mail and I was like FOR MEEEE? and 30/50 1* 0 0 1. 0 0. 0 0. I didn't get the job I didn't didn't didn't fffffffffffffffuck. ffffuuuhhhhhhhh uhk. fuckle dee dee preeteehee. fuck me. fuck me sideways with a grotty brick of glass and rusted eyeronz. Fuck fuck! Fuck. Fucknipple hammeranus. What? Fuck? Fuck. dees gorgeeeeous blues.
Tiiiiime. Stop that. B IS STILL ZERO WHERE THE COCKPENIS ARE T
on an unrelated note Brina bought me a shamwow val u pak for my birthday lol lol looooooool fuck year made in germany. YEH-HAAAH.
- track:Nosebleed - Deftones
There was, however, a window that always, always took precedent over the impending blue screen. No matter how many windows were open, this one would stay, because it was useless to close, in the first place; it felt like we were always talking, talking.
I miss that.
- track:What You Meant - Franz Ferdinand
The best days are the normal ones where I'm your routine and you're mine and that's a club it feels worthy to be in-- but if on the special days where we break routine and leave eachother in the dust what were we but crutches to the other anyway? Limp along life with me, dazzle the moon with your chosen orbit. We're just reaching for stars, anyway. You're a star to me. That art project in grade nine is just salting itself; I'm glad I don't know where it is. I don't need a reminder. It's all too obvious when I sit down and think, and distraction is a dish poisoned by this bitter aftertaste. That's the best way I can explain it, and it sounds so trite. Tainted? No, that's for bodice-rippers. Poison is iffy in itself because it's so fairytale and that is what this is not. It's just the same shade of grey through and through.
You just don't get it and here I am walking in circles around the heart of the matter. I like walking in circles, you know, because there's the moment where I forget I'm even walking and I guess it's my meditation. What does it matter what you do so long as your mind is clear? Hey, look, another revolution. I fucking rock.
What sucks the most is that no matter what I say, no matter how I say it, it doesn't ring true until experience rears its glorious head. Even if you're listening. Who's listening anyway? And
and holy shit bbl
editedit: So right when I'm bawing over the day it becomes fantastic. WELL IT'S TECHNICALLY THE NEXT DAY NOW, SO SUCK ON THAT. ... thank you
You make your magic. Why is it that we're so afraid when we realize this? And, well, it's okay to be disappointed by people sometimes. If it's all the time, you've gotta tell them. If it's any time, you've gotta tell them-- if they're important enough. That's Giving Chances. Red didn't get to her grandma's without going through the forest first. She also made it through all on her lonesome. That was a spell called Cunning and she did it on her own.
You can do it on your own, but you also have a choice. Always. Please remember that.
- track:Mach 13 Elephat Explosion - Masafumi Takada
 Dear Santa...Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! In June I put money in ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} dreamphobia's expired parking meter (14 points). In November I stole metablack's purse (-30 points). In January I saved a busload of nuns in Angola (326 points). In October I ruled Canada as a cruel and heartless dictator (-700 points). In February I had a shoot-out with rival gang lords on the 5 near LA (-76 points). Overall, I've been naughty (-466 points). For Christmas I deserve a lump of coal! Sincerely, |
WOOO.
