Weather: 57 degrees. Dark.
As of this moment in time, I have exactly 45 minutes until I'm one more year old.
God damn it.
Not in the cheeriest of moods today.
I've had a lot of things happen lately.
So I got a boyfriend...but my best friend is mad at me for it...which is eating me alive. /:
And I would get to see him tomorrow...but I'm being kept at home, taking care of my mother and hopefully enjoying my weekend off from issues.
Mm. Ironic.
[I had a debate. I had to ditch my partner. It's not great for your motivation.]
Dad's been lying to me and Rosie again. Not a great thing.
And I've got friends having troubles too...so I'm sort of tied to helping them out as well.
One of my friends was sweet enough to try and help with the issue previously mentioned with the boyfriend, but it didn't last 24 hours.
Worst part is, he really tried. Really tried. And I didn't even screw it up this time.
I feel dreadful. Even though it wasn't my fault.
I guess that's just life, sometimes, though.
So poetry reading last Tuesday. It went really well.
The poets who came were great. [Including my good friend Robsonnet, off of DA. Check his page out: http://robsonnet.deviantart.com ]
I appreciate their input on my work, and it should be up on DA soon.
Also.
Co-writing a story with another good friend of mine. We started last weekend, and God knows when we'll finish. Ah well. Throw caution to the wind with this, I suppose.
Party in 3 weeks. Wow.
So that's basically it. Hope I'm not being a total drama queen with all this...just needed to vent.
Peace.
xo.
C.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
Insanity, Conveniently Packaged In Speech Form!
Weather: 83 degrees. And storming like God is pissed as hell.
High school.
Hoooly crap.
It's the strangest thing since the documentary of John McCain's life in the military. *shakes head*
[Oooh. And I'm only saying this because I haven't gotten a chance yet. C:]
Anyway. I'm 3 weeks into it and have awesome grades, so that's good. [:
But I think I'm getting a weird bend to my backbone because of all the homework and stuff.
So anywho, on another note.
National Debate tournament this weekend at Wake Forest University.
It's sort of a bittersweet thing, though...because debating can be fun, but it's really nerve-wracking. At least for me, I know.
Since I'm a freshie and have technically no experience with it, I suppose. [Although I did spend last year debating as well.]
But it's giving me mixed feelings, and I hate that, so I guess I'll have to give it time.
We had two rounds today, and they both went...okay. Not wonderful, but hey, we did our best. :D
We pretty much wtfpwned them for being 9th graders.
Also.
Poetry reading on the 30th, and I'm the host! Yaay.
o____o.
Scared out of my pants, guys.
And I can't write any poetry because of the school work and the debating, and it really sucks because I have to get it done very soon.
Have. To. Get. It. Done.
D:
But whatever. I really should be concentrating on debate.
Lastly!
I ordered make-up for my Joker costume on Wednesday. And it should get here in a week or so.
So I was psyched.
Okay, that's all for now. Debate in 8 hours.
Probably should prep for that.
So the rant about debate shall continue tomorrow! And it ends by 6! So that's awesome. [:
Note for the day: Never, EVER debate against people who are complete and total crackheads. They talk WAY too fast and make absolutely no sense. D:<
High school.
Hoooly crap.
It's the strangest thing since the documentary of John McCain's life in the military. *shakes head*
[Oooh. And I'm only saying this because I haven't gotten a chance yet. C:]
Anyway. I'm 3 weeks into it and have awesome grades, so that's good. [:
But I think I'm getting a weird bend to my backbone because of all the homework and stuff.
So anywho, on another note.
National Debate tournament this weekend at Wake Forest University.
It's sort of a bittersweet thing, though...because debating can be fun, but it's really nerve-wracking. At least for me, I know.
Since I'm a freshie and have technically no experience with it, I suppose. [Although I did spend last year debating as well.]
But it's giving me mixed feelings, and I hate that, so I guess I'll have to give it time.
We had two rounds today, and they both went...okay. Not wonderful, but hey, we did our best. :D
We pretty much wtfpwned them for being 9th graders.
Also.
Poetry reading on the 30th, and I'm the host! Yaay.
o____o.
Scared out of my pants, guys.
And I can't write any poetry because of the school work and the debating, and it really sucks because I have to get it done very soon.
Have. To. Get. It. Done.
D:
But whatever. I really should be concentrating on debate.
Lastly!
I ordered make-up for my Joker costume on Wednesday. And it should get here in a week or so.
So I was psyched.
Okay, that's all for now. Debate in 8 hours.
Probably should prep for that.
So the rant about debate shall continue tomorrow! And it ends by 6! So that's awesome. [:
Note for the day: Never, EVER debate against people who are complete and total crackheads. They talk WAY too fast and make absolutely no sense. D:<
Friday, August 22, 2008
Oh my Cod!
It's a fish.
Ha. I know, I'm the only one who finds my jokes slightly funny. But! I live to entertain.
Weather: 68 degrees. And the sun won't fucking leave.
Okay. Where to start...
A day in the life of Sin consists of hell's beginning in 4 days. That's right, kids, you guessed it- high school! 4 days.
Is not impressed.
But we all have to do it, I suppose.
I know too many people who deserve to be burning in the depths of hell at this very moment.
And too few saints.
I'm afraid, my loyal reader, that after 14 years, the string holding my mind together is about a fraction of a centimeter from snapping completely. So watch out! C:
So, to eliminate the eminent risk of being kicked off the computer for multiple factors (e.g. my low bandwidth and awake mother), I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut this entry short.
So long and until next time!
(Tacky enough for you? Heh. That's why I'm here.)
Ha. I know, I'm the only one who finds my jokes slightly funny. But! I live to entertain.
Weather: 68 degrees. And the sun won't fucking leave.
Okay. Where to start...
A day in the life of Sin consists of hell's beginning in 4 days. That's right, kids, you guessed it- high school! 4 days.
Is not impressed.
But we all have to do it, I suppose.
I know too many people who deserve to be burning in the depths of hell at this very moment.
And too few saints.
I'm afraid, my loyal reader, that after 14 years, the string holding my mind together is about a fraction of a centimeter from snapping completely. So watch out! C:
So, to eliminate the eminent risk of being kicked off the computer for multiple factors (e.g. my low bandwidth and awake mother), I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut this entry short.
So long and until next time!
(Tacky enough for you? Heh. That's why I'm here.)
Monday, August 18, 2008
Let's start things out with a BANG.
Weather: Cloudy and humid. At 86 degrees? Ah, guess it could be worse.
It's important to always stay away from your little sister, for the sake of staying away from blame.
It also helps when said sister is sick and you don't want to catch her illness.
Yeah, I do hate her a little right now. My miserable state is thanks to her.
Hit me with a bus, why don't you?
That's just how dreadful I feel. Damn it, Rosie, why'd your immune system choose to die on us now.
Anyway, if anyone spoke to me yesterday afternoon, they'd know I was on the brink of complete insanity from being so tired! I barely got 10 hours of sleep last week. Not the best idea, since I was being forced into working VBS at my [and by my, I generally mean my mother's] church.
Translation: I was being forced to run around with 6, 7, 8, and 9 year olds for 4 hours a day. This was made even worse added to the fact I had to get up at 7:30 every morning to do so! Fun.
But! The good thing is that I got a good 11 hours of sleep last night, and will hopefully be back on a good sleeping schedule by the time school starts. Next week.
Great for me, huh?
On another note, you all should be very jealous of your dear Sin. Because yesterday, she had the fortune of meeting the one, the only, Cat in the Hat!
We think he was gay, though. Professional dancer/choreographer? I don't know about you, but his voice clinched it for me. Great guy, though! And his acting/singing performance was amazing.
It made it even better that I was there with a friend who knew him anyway, so at least it wasn't that awkward.
Oh yes, and before I forget, I've been asked to make a very special public appearance as the Joker on Saturday night. I was pretty psyched about it. But this means I have to go out and get some latex. [that ISN'T bright blue, ha.] Ah well.
I've been told I've got a pretty wicked cosplay, though, as is. I have pictures up on deviantART and Facebook, but if you haven't already seen, here it is.
(click picture for deviation page and further description.)
Cosplaying in Harris Teeter. Eheh.
At least we know the place is Joker approved, huh? Haha!
That about wraps things up, then. Wish me luck on not having a completely dreadful time this week trying to recover from the loss of my voice and other various products of the illness I've happened upon.
Oh, and be sure to throw stones on story/artwork ideas. I'm a starving artist, here, and need poetry/story/art ideas by next week, hopefully.
It's important to always stay away from your little sister, for the sake of staying away from blame.
It also helps when said sister is sick and you don't want to catch her illness.
Yeah, I do hate her a little right now. My miserable state is thanks to her.
Hit me with a bus, why don't you?
That's just how dreadful I feel. Damn it, Rosie, why'd your immune system choose to die on us now.
Anyway, if anyone spoke to me yesterday afternoon, they'd know I was on the brink of complete insanity from being so tired! I barely got 10 hours of sleep last week. Not the best idea, since I was being forced into working VBS at my [and by my, I generally mean my mother's] church.
Translation: I was being forced to run around with 6, 7, 8, and 9 year olds for 4 hours a day. This was made even worse added to the fact I had to get up at 7:30 every morning to do so! Fun.
But! The good thing is that I got a good 11 hours of sleep last night, and will hopefully be back on a good sleeping schedule by the time school starts. Next week.
Great for me, huh?
On another note, you all should be very jealous of your dear Sin. Because yesterday, she had the fortune of meeting the one, the only, Cat in the Hat!
We think he was gay, though. Professional dancer/choreographer? I don't know about you, but his voice clinched it for me. Great guy, though! And his acting/singing performance was amazing.
It made it even better that I was there with a friend who knew him anyway, so at least it wasn't that awkward.
Oh yes, and before I forget, I've been asked to make a very special public appearance as the Joker on Saturday night. I was pretty psyched about it. But this means I have to go out and get some latex. [that ISN'T bright blue, ha.] Ah well.
I've been told I've got a pretty wicked cosplay, though, as is. I have pictures up on deviantART and Facebook, but if you haven't already seen, here it is.
(click picture for deviation page and further description.)
Cosplaying in Harris Teeter. Eheh.
At least we know the place is Joker approved, huh? Haha!
That about wraps things up, then. Wish me luck on not having a completely dreadful time this week trying to recover from the loss of my voice and other various products of the illness I've happened upon.
Oh, and be sure to throw stones on story/artwork ideas. I'm a starving artist, here, and need poetry/story/art ideas by next week, hopefully.
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