March 2009
6 posts
i really miss this:
baby: omg omg omg omg
ronnie: omg what?
baby: i don't know what i was so excited about.
ronnie: haha well okay
baby: but it was really exciting typing that
ronnie: yeah?
baby: yeah!
ronnie: well if it brought you joy then it was totally worth it
and
i was having a good day. there is only about 5 minutes total, out of the entire day that my mind functions correctly. the rest is just gibberish, and childish glee.
ah, sweet panic
bill bryson + world clock and wikipedia articles about deadly infections diseases scare me. why do i do this to myself? oh, right. because i’m an idiot, that’s why.
also, i sunny weather is a foreign concept to me, sunburns sound painful and global warming is frightening. okay sleep now hopefully no nightmares or neurosis.
February 2009
13 posts
Behold the Tiny Tongue of DISAPPROVAL
no school no school no school.
going to school.
I AM GONE
日本 にほん 日本 にほん 日本 にほん 日本 にほん 日本 にほん 日本 にほん !!
like, 16 hour long...
the prospect of long flights and new books is titillating. that is all.
t-minus 7 days
sleep, now.
the perks of being a wallflower
I just made the “One Winter” mixtape from the book.
also;
12 days, i am trapped inside bushy eyebrows, i am full of toes and i don’t make any sense.
goals
1. no late/missing work. absolutely. whatsoever.
2. only leave school once a week for starbucks, if that.
3. don’t eat as much, you are a piggy. stop it.
4. only wear pants/jeans once a week to school. a skirt/leggings every other day.
5. spend less money, especially on food/coffee
6. be a better person.
January 2009
10 posts
16 days
my mom’s ipod, 3 (r)APE essays, 日本へ行く meeting, the snake the cross and the crown, texting and sleep deprivation. oh, i love
something
#_#
my ipod is broken, 17 days until japan and 37 days until my birthday. on another note, i broke my thumb at school today, talent beyond all measure.
fuck you!
Dick: Oh, you don't need to check up on Dave. I talked to him.
Baby: Yes! I hated being your little courier pigeon.
Dick: That wasn't really the point.
we are friends for many reasons
but i can’t remember any of them. i am so so so tired of cleaning up your messes, and being used by you, and having you manipulate me. but i guess it’s my fault because i have let it go on for so long.
PS PANDORA = LOVE
i hate my couch
everybody falls asleep on my couch, i must be boring. plus its super cold and alexa has the blanket.
i’m just not very happy today
December 2008
3 posts
also;
m: so for creative writing i'm doing a story about a coked-out neanderthal man whore
d: did someone say my name? i swear, someone out here just said my name!
todai
i @mz t0t@lly g0ing iNs@n3.
fuck my life
i just want to lock myself away. i cannot function. this weekend was good though. wednesday sarah and i took a 5 hour nap in my basement. i passed out on my grandmother’s bed on thanksgiving, and she made sure i was covered and warm. hung out with rachael and alison a ton - downtown, goodwill, capital hill, and getting lost for 12 hours.
and now back to school and shit and having to be...