She's an Angry Tiger

Hmm. Well some odd and good things have happened

-The asian with long hair keeps showing up in the most peculiar places (one being this morning at Chic fil a) It really kinda bothers me.

-I made up with my friend.  All it took was as Tucker Pep Rally.

-I regressed back to that stupid boy just as I predicted.

-Shelby and I are going to L.A. our Senior year.

-There will be rock climbing and twister involved either way.

-HALL AND OATES IS NOT PLAYING ON YOUTUBE AND IT YANKS MY CHAIN.

I am almost in a standstill with life.  My ex-boyfriend got knocked for being high as a kite in history and he got suspended for ten days.  It feels odd not seeing him in Algebra.  I hate admitting it, but I miss him not being there.  WIERD.  And my current boycrush is sick with food poisoning from God knows what.  There is ALWAYS something wrong with him.  He is falling off rocks, getting the flu, get food poisoning.  It’s great.

But on a happy note, I am now on page twenty of my most current story.  Damn my writers block and procrastination but I am slowly trucking my way up the hill of becoming an author.  If I ever actually finish one of these stupid books, I am going to write under a pen name.  That seems like a lot of fun.  Granted, it might make things more difficult, but it sounds like something I would like.  I haven’t done my algebra homework and I don’t think I will unless I get Gabi to help me with it later because I am useless when it comes to anything mathmatical that can’t be solved with a calculater.  But I digress…

Toodles~

pandafish:

So some guy that went to my school committed suicide last night… and I have no idea why I’m getting slightly annoyed that everyone is all “RIP -insert guy’s name here-” he has a facebook group and everyone is telling people to wear white tomorrow to school in remembrance of him. I just got a text from Heather saying that. It’s a forward. Why am I getting tired of reading stuff about it though? I guess I was kind of rude earlier today when Amanda told me through text that the guy died. And she told me that everyone is wearing white to school tomorrow. and i asked her “Everyone?” and she said “Yes, everyone that knows to do so” Then I asked her “Are you asking me to wear white? O.o” And she never texted me back. Maybe I pissed her off. I guess I sounded inconsiderate or whatever. Idk…I almost didn’t want to earlier, because I didn’t even know him or knew who he was. But I guess I’ll wear white to not be rude :| It’s not like anyone would notice anyways cause I’ll have my jacket zipped up all day like usual. But in case anyone is like WHERES YOUR WHITE?! I could show them the shirt. Maybe I’m just scared of getting hated by everyone just cause I didn’t wear white so I will wear white… -sigh- I didn’t even know him…I don’t really want to wear white because of him….I know I sound really rude right now. But does anyone understand? Death is a horrible thing. I mean…I don’t think I’d make a big deal about everyone wearing stuff to school cause someone I knew died…. I’d just keep it in the family or something…..Maybe that’s the Chinese way of it. Idk. yeah. I don’t care if I sound rude and like I don’t give a shit about them. It’s just how I feel…I guess I’m just a little annoyed because SO MANY people are making a big deal out of it.  I know he was just a sophomore and now he’s dead.  But…everyone is making a big big big deal out of it.  Okay…so he went to the same school as I did…but yeah. okay. that sucks for his family and his friends. idk.  maybe i’m just a heartless bitch who only cares about herself.  or maybe i just don’t like that he committed suicide because why would you commit suicide when you’re so young… yeah. i know people go through depression and stuff but still…what a waste of a life :/  i get too many of my views from my mother. some of her views are very strong. i told her today about what happened and she told me “i hate people that are like that.” i can see where she’s coming from though…

Hey JoWo, its devon! I dunno but I want to reply to this. I was one of those people who wore white. I didn’t know him but I know people who did and I knew his brother. I guess I wore white to show support for those people who are actually suffering and to acknowledge it. I know if that had happened to someone I cared for dearly, it would make me feel better to see them showing support. I guess. But that is just my opinion. JoWo you’re not a heartless bitch (: I thought of JoWo on the spot. I am semi-proud of myself

Barely.  It’s been a rough week.  Granted, it ended well, but sucked all the way getting there.

Pros

I taught one of my best friends how to ride a bike.

I got an extra day on my video project for history

I got a shoe rack for my disgusting amount of shoes

I saw ZOMBIELAND. YEAH BE JEALOUS.

I got some really good books.

I spent the weekend at Allison’s house and her silly cats

Cons

I had to redo the whole project

I missed the first twenty minutes of Zombieland because I was in the effing mountains lost

I finished all of the books already

I lost a really good friend for a stupid reason and honestly, I don’t think it’s my fault.  Nor do I care about anyones opinion on it.

I have this feeling that this is going to be a rant….Yep…it is. I won’t be offended if you stop reading.  Honestly.  This is your last chance.  Okay so I had been fighting with one of my friends and we had started to patch it up barely and then she wanted to know what was wrong with me and started saying that I never tell her anything which is COMPLETE BULLSHIT and she knows it.  We bickered back and forth for maybe and hour and it really began to put a damper on my mood because I was at a friends house trying to watch a parody and it was a fun killer so I asked her to drop it.  A few days later I texted her trying to make up.  What did she do? She blew it back up into my face saying that she was done.  I was trying to apologize for not wanting everyone to know everything about me and she slammed it back at me.  So now I am royally pissed.  I have a lot of pride.  I’m often ashamed of it because it gets in the way of a lot.  I hold grudges and I get angry.  Then I get over it and move one. Here I thought I was trying to be the bigger person and taking a step to get over my ridiculous pride. I guess the joke is on me.  My wounds run deep and scar slowly.  I hope you’re happy with the choice you made.

It is safe to read now

Now that that’s out of the way, I sincerely hope this week will be better.  After a good therapy session of ice cream and video games, I am trying to be optomistic. Trying.  But the omnious tests looming over my head make me tired.  I need some room to breath.