Thursday, May 15, 2008
hello, old friend.
1:50 AM
oh goodness.
I just realized that I haven't updated here for, what-- a few days? which is pretty long, by my standards.
so no, darlings.
nothing's happened to me since the last (emo-er) post, and no, I haven't gone and done anything stupid.
and seeing Ting's post OMG girl we haven't gotten youknowwho's present yet? and it's waaaay overdue. so much so that I think the birthday girl (who was, technically, the birthday girl aaaages ago) has forgotten already.
miss you, let's go out and Imma forcefeed you Frolick.
I...*drumroll*... have been mugging. For Ass. Week.
Oh and did I mention that everyone in 04's really surprised by my psle marks?
"what, so high?"
yeaaahhh, never woulduv thought that the ditz in purple ribbons would've had it in her, hm?
am getting progressively ditzier, I think (peer pressure; social influence); but at least I realize it and acknowledge it and now I wonder if I can be said to be any less ditzy because I actually am aware of it.
it's not my fault, I never asked to be a cheerleader that one time so don't use the "oh she's a bimbo" alibi on me; and cliff-diving from school staircases and dancing around in the middle of the soccer field and having random epiphanies are not silly activities,
on the contrary, they make life a whole lot more bearable.
last night I was watching an episode of Ghost Hunters, where TAPS went in to investigate an old American battleship where three hundred over men died, and which is reputedly haunted,
and in the middle of the show I started crying because I felt sorry for the poor navymen who had been through more than I could ever imagine, and because -even after the hell they had had to go through- could not even have their souls rest in peace.
got some very strange and unsympathetic looks from mummy.
"are you crying over the ghosts?"
today I was watching the OC at one in the morning and I realized:
we've got the whole OC foursome now!
and thissss, m'dears, calls for an OC outing, pronto, once Ass. Week ends.
I can't wait.
and I am going to bring Princess Sparkle along, too.
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oh my word, my little sister hid her japanese ovenbaked crackers in my hat.
my HAT! of all places?! >:[
'scuse me while I go rescue it.
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mmm OC quotes!
Summer: This is a nightmare. I'm sweating to death, driving ten miles an hour on, like, a rickshaw, listening to this...music.
Seth: Hey. Do not insult Death Cab.
Summer: It's like one guitar and a whole lot of complaining.
Seth: That reminds me of someone else who's doing a lot of complaining.
Seth: How was the mall?
Ryan: Weird.
Seth: Ah, yes. You've really painted a picture for me.
Summer: I was being sarcastic.
Marissa: So was I.
Summer: Which we never were before Cohen showed up and taught us all irony. Jackass.
mmk back to studying.
much love. <3