Showing posts with label highschool. Show all posts
Showing posts with label highschool. Show all posts

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Things I (Kind of) Learned My Freshman Year

24 days until summer. 24 days until three months of freedom. Until I get forced to go to Water World every other week, and the smell of sunscreen is the only thing that gets me to go. Until I have to babysit my very capable little brothers at the stupid neighborhood pool for hours. Until I eat a lot, a lot of Otter Pops. Until I find myself ironically missing snow, and school, and people.
Almost 1/4 through with high school. This is emotional. I feel unaccomplished. But hey, I have 3 more years to do something, right?

Things I (kind of) learned in my freshman year:
1. This, unfortunately, will not happen.

Screw you, Disney Channel.
Jk I love Zack & Cody.

2. To heck with perfection.
No one is flawless, and you'll have no luck trying to be. You'll just have to find people to accept you for the scrawny, awkward, garbage punk you are. Or, ya know, outgoing, attractive, model-citizen you are...
Basically, as cliche as it sounds, BE YOURSELF and it will get you somewhere.














Usually.

3. Being single is fine.
In fact, it's probably the best way to go. Your money doesn't go as fast, you don't have to worry about your breath, and c'mon, look at how happy this guy is:












4. Stay organized.
Putting tab dividers in your binders and cleaning out your backpack every once in a while will pay off.
Please make sure your locker never looks like this:



I might cry.

5. There's going to be a class where the teacher's butt is always in your face, you can barely maintain a C average and you sit next to a smelly boy who asks you if those are real diamond earrings. No, they're not. Well, he can get you real diamond earrings.
You're just gonna have to solider through it.
Ugh.

ENJOY HIGH SCHOOL, I hear it goes by fast. It's four years you won't be able to make up.

¡Jaja, y yo tengo mucho morado en mi pelo!
Wow I don't think I said that right...

Monday, April 11, 2011

Relationships

Me: Wut shud I bl0g ab0ut 2nit3?
Fudgebum: Nose peircing
Me: Uhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh not tonight. G0t an0ther? I need 2 sh0wr...
Fudgebum: Uhm, relationships.
Me: Yuck!!!!!!!!111
Fudgebum: Exactly. Share your feelings on the matter.

Fudgebum, what a genius you are! (And I only sometimes text that obnoxiously.)

But srsly, relationships just aren't all that appealing to me. I kind of took the idea for a test drive this year, and I crashed the car. And totaled it. And my airbag didn't work.
So I'll just stay single forever okay? Reasons why:
  • Relationships require commitment. This makes me seem like a lazy loner, but that's kind of true, so think whatever you want. But anyways, if you know me, you know I just can't stick with one thing for too long without getting distracted or mislead or just out of it. What's an animal that gets a new mate like every year? Maybe I should just do that.
  • WHO SAID BOYS WERE ALL THAT APPEALING TO ME ANYWAYS? Or, while we're still on the subject, girls. I'm... Introsexual. Attracted to myself? Or... How about just nonsexual. That's sufficent.
  • One day I was daydreaming like a silly teenager girl does and I was thinking of all the things I wanted in a boyfriend... And they just happened to be all the things I already got with my friends and family. You're probably like, EWWWWW, but I don't like lovey-dovey crud! Or touchy-feeling! I like baking cakes and reading magazines and going on walks.
So0o0o0o, who wants to join my old maid club? :)

Monday, April 4, 2011

Meh

Today was weird!
Have you ever tried to give up or forget something that used to be a decent part of your life? Say, a bad habit, or a drug, or an ex-lover. And you spend so much time trying to erase every part of you that had anything to do with it. Days and weeks and even months devoted to the self-cleansing, the grinding teeth and clenched fists and grey sky mornings. There's going to come that joker day that you feel, "Hey, I think I'm over it." And sometimes that's true but sometimes you're just trying to fool yourself and laze out of the real work. Wishful thinking only gets you so far, my friend!
Some are lucky enough to get a blurred glimpse but most don't even know it's coming, and out of no where at a million miles an hour it will stream around the corner, smirking, only to give you an ample slap in the face that will sting like a bitch for probably hours on end.


And that's the lovely little segment you get of my day today. :3
Thanks for reading.