So. Today is memorial day, so we had a three day weekend.
suicide is painless just came on my itunes. brb.
sorry. I can't pass up that song.
anyway.
long weekend.
I've been "stalking" the kid that lives across from me for a while now. I knew we were similar in some ways because we have Art together first period, but I've always been too tired or awkward to go talk to them...but whatever. we've hung out every day this weekend, because he sort of just shows up, but it's cool. He's a pretty good kid, and I think we'll get along well this summer.
I can't wait for summer. I really can't. I just want to relax for a while, and just chill out. 6 more days of school, including finals and such. but that's fine. I have summer to look forward to. I don't care. Been hanging out with Leviticus a lot, which is pretty cool. He has his own little apartment over a barn type thing on his dad's property which is really neat.
Did shit with Lilphoot, Emeral, Leviticus and SamWow this weekend. It was pretty great.
Whatever. I'm just going to write in my journal because I don't trust this anymore. Not that I should have in the first place, but people can be exceedingly rude.
Future Me, check the burlap-ish florally journal for details. The one from Kim.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Reh?
Figured I should finish/update again. Not sure why. I just went through the last 4 pages of my posts, and was kind of astounded at how static I am. But I'm not too concerned.
Dugald died.
Now, my usual stance on death is similar to the Tralfamadorians'(sp.):"So it goes". But...I knew Dugald since I could walk. He was in my brother's grade, a peer group whom I've always seemed to be around. He rode my mother's bus, which meant I got to see what he was really like: when there was no one at the bus stop for a small child, he'd walk them up to their house to make sure they were safe. He never had anything bad to say about anyone, and that's a novelty in today's society. So, my official stance of the death of Dugald Day: We'll miss you, bro. And if there's a heaven, I hope same day we can meet up and blaze.
Moving on.
Since I sort of receded from everyone else, Lilphoot was really the only person I hung out with. This is still mostly true, but other people aren't terrible. She and I have spent the last several weekends at iHop, making things out of duct tape. A lot (a lot.) of the people there have told us to go into business for ourselves, which doesn't sound like too bad of an idea, but neither of us really know where to start. We're doing a baby shower in August, and probably a wedding in 2013. I guess...we're excited? No. I mean...we're...glad? that people enjoy what we do...but to us, it's just...what we do. Hopefully soon(after exams and such) I'll be putting together out portfolio, because everyone always asks us what we can do. Well, the unofficial list (unofficial because it's all from my crappy memory) is many many flowers, 2 corsages(so far), a laptop case, a DSiXL case, multiple bows, a tuxedo, a top hat, and a bowtie for Karl, a choker, and a little car made of duct tape and straws (with moving wheels) for one of the waitress' sons, who seemed to absolutely love it. We don't really know what we're capable of until we do it, so the portfolio won't really be a good benchmark of our capability...but it's a start.
I made Sam's corsage for Prom. I'm taking Sam to prom;how about we start there? I asked her a while back...like, last semester. And she's really excited. So am I, actually. While I was with Zach, I didn't want to go because I was so hopelessly in love that I couldn't imagine going with someone other than him. But now... fuck it. I want to go and have fun, and maybe be (le gasp!) a normal teenager for a night. Well...as normal as I can be when I'm taking a girl, and wearing a suit. I plan on looking dashing. Zach didn't want me to dress like a guy. Actually, I'm not sure if that's true. He actually had a problem because I called it a tux instead of a suit. He didn't want me to wear a tux; he was ok with a suit. But I'm wearing a suit, because a. tuxes are expensive, and b. I look dashing anyway.
Things have changed since things with Zach. 2/3rds of the people I've kissed are girls. And you know something? I am terribly ok with that. I'm not...trying to get back at him or anything. Well, I'm actually not entirely sure of that. I could be, and for that, I apologize to my future self for being so petty. But I'm trying to make the best of things right now, and trying to be levelheaded and things and stuff...
My ears are two different sizes. One's a 2, because I recently gauged up, and the other is a 6, because it got infected, and then the earring I had in slipped out and it closed up to a 6 over night. It's still infected, and I don't really want to gauge two sizes in 2 weeks (especially after remembering what a bitch 6 to 4 was. yikes.), so it might just have to stay like that until after prom.
AP exams start this week. I'm taking 3 AP classes next year. I don't even know why. I plan on going to community college anyway.
Whatever.
I'm going to try to update more often...or something. Maybe.
I actually don't even know if anyone reads this anymore. But I'm ok with talking to an empty house. Sometimes you hear what you need to in the echoes.
Dugald died.
Now, my usual stance on death is similar to the Tralfamadorians'(sp.):"So it goes". But...I knew Dugald since I could walk. He was in my brother's grade, a peer group whom I've always seemed to be around. He rode my mother's bus, which meant I got to see what he was really like: when there was no one at the bus stop for a small child, he'd walk them up to their house to make sure they were safe. He never had anything bad to say about anyone, and that's a novelty in today's society. So, my official stance of the death of Dugald Day: We'll miss you, bro. And if there's a heaven, I hope same day we can meet up and blaze.
Moving on.
Since I sort of receded from everyone else, Lilphoot was really the only person I hung out with. This is still mostly true, but other people aren't terrible. She and I have spent the last several weekends at iHop, making things out of duct tape. A lot (a lot.) of the people there have told us to go into business for ourselves, which doesn't sound like too bad of an idea, but neither of us really know where to start. We're doing a baby shower in August, and probably a wedding in 2013. I guess...we're excited? No. I mean...we're...glad? that people enjoy what we do...but to us, it's just...what we do. Hopefully soon(after exams and such) I'll be putting together out portfolio, because everyone always asks us what we can do. Well, the unofficial list (unofficial because it's all from my crappy memory) is many many flowers, 2 corsages(so far), a laptop case, a DSiXL case, multiple bows, a tuxedo, a top hat, and a bowtie for Karl, a choker, and a little car made of duct tape and straws (with moving wheels) for one of the waitress' sons, who seemed to absolutely love it. We don't really know what we're capable of until we do it, so the portfolio won't really be a good benchmark of our capability...but it's a start.
I made Sam's corsage for Prom. I'm taking Sam to prom;how about we start there? I asked her a while back...like, last semester. And she's really excited. So am I, actually. While I was with Zach, I didn't want to go because I was so hopelessly in love that I couldn't imagine going with someone other than him. But now... fuck it. I want to go and have fun, and maybe be (le gasp!) a normal teenager for a night. Well...as normal as I can be when I'm taking a girl, and wearing a suit. I plan on looking dashing. Zach didn't want me to dress like a guy. Actually, I'm not sure if that's true. He actually had a problem because I called it a tux instead of a suit. He didn't want me to wear a tux; he was ok with a suit. But I'm wearing a suit, because a. tuxes are expensive, and b. I look dashing anyway.
Things have changed since things with Zach. 2/3rds of the people I've kissed are girls. And you know something? I am terribly ok with that. I'm not...trying to get back at him or anything. Well, I'm actually not entirely sure of that. I could be, and for that, I apologize to my future self for being so petty. But I'm trying to make the best of things right now, and trying to be levelheaded and things and stuff...
My ears are two different sizes. One's a 2, because I recently gauged up, and the other is a 6, because it got infected, and then the earring I had in slipped out and it closed up to a 6 over night. It's still infected, and I don't really want to gauge two sizes in 2 weeks (especially after remembering what a bitch 6 to 4 was. yikes.), so it might just have to stay like that until after prom.
AP exams start this week. I'm taking 3 AP classes next year. I don't even know why. I plan on going to community college anyway.
Whatever.
I'm going to try to update more often...or something. Maybe.
I actually don't even know if anyone reads this anymore. But I'm ok with talking to an empty house. Sometimes you hear what you need to in the echoes.
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