I changed my avatar pic. My hair looks unusually light in that picture. It's actually light brown. I've never dyed or highlighted my hair. Just thought I'd mention that though it's completely irrelevant. I'd like to maybe dye it one day, but nothing drastic. I like being one of the only girls I know who maintains their natural hair color. Oh yeah, and my natural skin color. Which is pale. Very pale.
I guess I'm in a better mood today. I'm going to get that little book tomorrow at the DMV and get my picture taken for my permit. Whoo dee whoo. I'm making things happen for myself. My dad got an application today for a new job. He better fill that fucker out and turn it in.
Yesterday was highly unproductive. I was on the computer practically the entire day burning CDs for my bestest pal Jessica and moving certain websites I own to new servers. I also closed two websites. I hate doing that but I don't have the time time or desire to update them anymore so I don't see the point in taking up webspace that someone else could use. Oh yeah, I guess I never mentioned that I am big into web design. Maybe someday I'll let you all have a peek. Maybe.
I went to a meeting last night with the fellow officers of Girls Boosters', a community service group consisting of the academically high-acheived junior and senior girls at my school. I'm the treasurer of this group. We were picking out decorations and making decisions pertaining to homecoming. Who the fuck cares? I probably won't even go to homecoming. I never do. It's one big disappointment and waste of beauty investments. That is high school in a nutshell, incase you all forgot.
Then I walked over to Matthew's after the meeting and watched Seinfield with him. And South Park. And we cuddled and such and I tried to help him go to sleep since he has a job now and is pretty much worn down all the time. Which reminds me, I have to return to work. Right now. I'm late.
I guess I'm in a better mood today. I'm going to get that little book tomorrow at the DMV and get my picture taken for my permit. Whoo dee whoo. I'm making things happen for myself. My dad got an application today for a new job. He better fill that fucker out and turn it in.
Yesterday was highly unproductive. I was on the computer practically the entire day burning CDs for my bestest pal Jessica and moving certain websites I own to new servers. I also closed two websites. I hate doing that but I don't have the time time or desire to update them anymore so I don't see the point in taking up webspace that someone else could use. Oh yeah, I guess I never mentioned that I am big into web design. Maybe someday I'll let you all have a peek. Maybe.
I went to a meeting last night with the fellow officers of Girls Boosters', a community service group consisting of the academically high-acheived junior and senior girls at my school. I'm the treasurer of this group. We were picking out decorations and making decisions pertaining to homecoming. Who the fuck cares? I probably won't even go to homecoming. I never do. It's one big disappointment and waste of beauty investments. That is high school in a nutshell, incase you all forgot.
Then I walked over to Matthew's after the meeting and watched Seinfield with him. And South Park. And we cuddled and such and I tried to help him go to sleep since he has a job now and is pretty much worn down all the time. Which reminds me, I have to return to work. Right now. I'm late.
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now that i know about our love affair though
i promise to participate much more
Kell&
she doesn't have her license yet
but she drove away with my heart
took it to the homecoming dance
and was crowned
chief heartbreaker
I stumbled into the dance
as she stood before a microphone
blood on her dress, my heart in her hand
and accepted her prize
I fell to the ground, knocked over the buffet
and slammed my head against the wall
I watched her the whole time
There was a spotlight on her
She was dazzling, there was no doubt she would rewrite the rules of love
To include her face - which i could barely see now, as my empty chest grew cold and i lay dying
and though I called to it
my heart, would not return to me