Ideas for edits! I love ideas!
Going to clean my room, pack my bags, do those edits, the edits for MSC, and write my story. Maybe finish The Crucible (movie) tonight as well.
EXCITING DAY TOMORROW AHHHHH EXCITED AS FUCK!
It’s funny because it is happening to me, it is incredibly sweet because of who it is, but it is incredibly sad because I have been there before.
I just can’t explain anything to him because we are never alone and when we are we only have five minutes and me explaining something this big takes like ten.
Why do I have to be a grow up. I don’t like this.
And I want to explain it in person, but if you know me, you know I show my feelings better through the written word but I awe the boy that much.
So I am listening to the Harry Potter score channel on Pandora because school work and I walked out to go get something to drink and I walk back in and it is playing scores from Lord of the Rings and I was like
“Damn, I’m a nerd. But my god do I really like the score from LotR.”
I am watching the episode where the boys are in Hollywood and when they go past the stage for Gilmore Girls I broke down laughing and I might have woken people up.
But, why am I watching Supernatural at 2 in the morning.
Where did all of these random feels about my life come from? I don’t like crying at 11:15 at night. Stop it brain. Stop it.
My birthday is coming up. I want presents and a big birthday this year, but no. I probably won’t get anything. Anything that I want, more so.
If you want to send me presents through the mail, I would be fine with that too.
September 7th for those who don’t know.
In case you were wondering where I run off to when I haven’t posted for days, I go here because I can. Yeah.
I only talk to one person I knew in middle school a lot. Or somewhat. Not through tumblr or facebook or twitter.
I find that strange, yet not strange at all.
It’s 1 at night now. Ignore me.
Someone tell me why I am torturing myself on this day by listening to Moments by One Direction.
Just hate this day. I want it to be over already.
I can’t remember.
I don’t know what to do.
I hate yet love everything.
And none of my friends seem to like me enough to talk to me on a regular basis except Skylar and even that is like once a week until one of us has a breakdown of some sort.
I miss school like crazy, but I hate that there is a good chance of having to repeat my sophomore year. Like, nobody has time for that.
And I have been listening to Lana Del Rey all day. What am I doing with life?
I also need to stop reading fanfiction because it makes me want a boyfriend to cuddle at all times and everyone knows I will never get one so I just wanna cuddle with someone who looks like Bradley James or Chris Evans, okay? Or Tom Hiddleston. Or just anyone I don’t even care anymore.
I also need a shower, I should do that now. Who cares if it’s 9:30 at night.
Then I shall update my other blogs, and write some stuff until I fall asleep. Maybe read a book.
And it just occurred to me that someone who is supposed to be my best friend, no three or four people, hardly even talk to me or acknowledge me unless I do something first. No, like seven people. I simply don’t exist anymore.
Ugh. Just ugh.
Just think about it, at Liam and Miley’s wedding we get to see both in a suit/tux.
In a suit/tux.
Because they are trying to kill us all.
I very much can’t stand the closed mindedness of some of the people here. Like… Not everyone believes everything but yeah. I don’t know how to explain it, but I will try to explain my week when I get back. Everything good? Nobody miss me too much?
Hot guys. Enough to suffice. Skylar knows. I have sent her pictures. Some of them I have known for a few years, like the one most of the girls have decided to fawn over, and his family. But the actual college guys I just met this week and they are really nice and sweet and watching them dance…. Funny stuff. Glow in the dark dodgeball, wearing Marcus’s hat for a bit because I could and singing I’ll Make A Man Outta You at dinner. Yeah, I’m having fun.
But you can still come talk to me!!!!
I am not the type of person to study. I hate studying. I mean, I am good at if I need to, but I don’t. I either know something or I don’t. I have only ever studied for maybe vocabulary tests, but other than than I never even studied for spelling tests. Like no, I can’t. I won’t. It is just pointless to me. Information comes easily to me and just sorta stays. I don’t know how to describe it.
Like, information might go to the back of my brain to where it seems like I forgot it but I can recall it almost immediately if I need it. But I never do after the test over it. Like, it’s amazing I still know what a fjord is. (7th grade vocab word that I never actually learned because I cheated on those but sshhhhh don’t tell anyone).
I just don’t know.
My mom thinks I’m drunk, but I am not because I haven’t even drinken half of my drink so ha. I like the salt though. I have a problem. I really like salt. Guys, I am not dunk. I promise.