December 2009
today's a whirlwind of emotions
is it selfish to wish that i was in their class and not mine?
i’ve got good teachers. decent, except for my english teacher who i absolutely cannot stand.
all that crap i said about you
was utterly and totally wrong.
i’m not a backstabber, i’m a liar, because i can’t sort out my feelings for you. i want to mother you, to support you, and yet to love you and hug you without feeling awkward about it.
i hate this state of absolute confusion.
yeah, yeah -
my last night in america for this year is spent thinking about you.
vocabulary child, pikachu boy .
the real 8th grade superlatives
vn & gw : cutest couple
kb & kd : brother-sister look-alike
rv : mood-swinger
sb : most self-conscious
nk : most self-less
ja : most asian
db : most likely to become a celebrity
kb2 : backstabber
bv : biggest asshole
gw : gossip girl
mc : bitch
ja2 / rv / vn / gw : jeffrey walker / connor brown / john o’hara /...
self: where the hell would we be without
randomness?
you: um, somewhere with the sophisticated people.
me: I LOVE YOU FOREVER BECAUSE YOU JUST USED THE WORD SOPHISTICATED
i'm better off
telling you every single thought i have about you than i am by posting it all on tumblr.
but don’t worry, tumblr, i still love you. *pats comfortingly*
Strike everything that applies:
sendallmylovingtoyou:
wastoldtheredbecake:
rockandroses:
ribbonspearlsandprettygirls:sakinainwonderland:milkteef:
1. I’m in my bedroom now.
2. I’m in Asia.
3. My hair is black.
4. My best friend is of the opposite sex .
5. My best friend is my significant other.
6. I’m currently listening to music. 7. In fact, I listen to music more than 80% of the time.
8. My parents are still...
and in correlation to my last post,
well, screw it, i still love being your psychologist.
ain’t gonna change and i hope that it’ll never. but dreams and absence makes the heart grow fonder, so i can’t do anything about that.
i feel so helpless.
but what can i do?
i’m your support system.
Bold the things that annoy you
melsd:
People who blame anything but themselves for THEIR failure. Noisy Eaters. Students who prolong class by asking the most inane questions. People who are mean to animals. People that snoop. Drivers who won’t turn on red. Conspiracy theories. Not washing their hands after using the bathroom. Guys who leave the toilet seat up. Dirty keyboards. People who zig zag in and out of lanes on the...
new stories excite me.
and they make me so bubbly.
you're sorely mistaken
should you believe that s or i care.
facebook.
my ‘family’ confuses me.
LOL.
sharon: i don't think i'm going to school tomorrow.
i feel shitty
me: swine flu !!
this city was built on rock and roll.
so.
vented my feelings out on a piece of paper last night. the wonders of paper and pen.
people who can’t comprehend it = the equation is gw + vn = bffs.
'I love you' is eight letters.
atticusfinch:
katethxbai:
jessituff:
skylineisburningred:
nikkihastourettes:
wildbulbasaur:
georgebush69:
bbbrandon:
delirious-desires:
cemeterydrive:
dancesamdance:
imafuckingclassic:
So is ‘bullshit.’
so is “I eat hats”
So is “let’s do it”
so is “lets fuck”
so is “i dont kno”
So is “You whore.”
So is “Poop Head.”
So is ‘wankerrr’.
So is “Dog Penis”
So...
polyvore time.
the premades suck, they’re all unrealistic, ‘originality’-for-less crap, and the dresses are top-sized.
i dislike people
who take things far too literally.
mood swings.
content.
then confusion.
then annoyance.
leave me speechless.
sarcasm.
it’s a gift.
my feelings.
they’re intertwined with yours
it’s a neverending whirlwind of sorries and stories
stuff that escapes from your mouth that you don’t really mean
the underlying meaning of it is all a load of words that are worthless.
how do i know?
you’ve told me everything.
and if you’ve lied, i’m sorry to say
that i am not meant to take all your fibs.
i’m not a...
truth.
noahmeyer:
you are amazing.
you: i’m glad we have so many things in common.
me too.
best things about you;
you’re so easygoing that, quite honestly, our conversations never go anywhere but random stuff, immature thoughts, and personal issues.
you’re a vampire. or, at least…you literally sparkle and have a fear of the sun. what’s the word for that? uh…uh…heliophobia.
i can tell you everything and you won’t judge me. well, not that much.
you make me forget how...
crushed pineapple.
me and my big mouth; i’ve screwed everything up again.
let's hear it for america's suitehearts
when the hell did facebook become the new myspace? no, your last name is not ‘janee luvs twilightt’ or something remarkably idiotic like that, facebook is a place where we put our names so everyone can talk to you. ‘kays?
* another thing to bitch about today.
again with the thoughtless titles.
i miss last year.
i miss hanging out with friends.
i miss not being judged.
i miss having friends in actual classes to help me.
i miss activity.
i miss being someone that was there to make a fresh start.
i miss who everyone used to be.
i miss writing my heart out because i was full of inspiration.
i miss how close everyone was.
i miss how i wouldn’t mess everything up.
but these...
...
what i truly like about you is that you’re just like me. (: