*DANCES*
I HAVE THE NEW CLAY AIKEN CD!
*DANCES*
"A THOUSAND DIFFERENT WAYS"
*DANCES*
*OFF TO LISTEN*
So Robin's looking through the yearbook and telling me all these things.
SORE THROAT AND WHAT I HOPE ARE ALLERGIES BUT SOMEHOW THINK IS A COLD
I don't know what to do. What do I do? This isn't supposed to happen. Not to me. Not at Troy. What do I do? Everything I say just bounces off this invisible bubble. It's like a force field in Star Wars.
"But his heart was in a constant, turbulent riot. The most grotesque and fantastic conceits haunted him in his bed at night. A universe of ineffable gaudiness spun itself out in his brain while the clock ticked on the washstand and the moon soaked with wet light his tangled clothes upon the floor. Each night he added to the pattern of his fancies until drowsiness closed down upon some vivid scene with an oblivious embrace. For a while these reveries provided an outlet for his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy's wing."
"There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams--not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man can store up in his ghostly heart."
I want a camera. Well I have a camera, but it runs out of batteries every 2 minutes. My mom's camera is too nice to carry around daily. I want like.. a not-fancy, yet reliable and nice camera so I can take pictures of life, because I've realized going through pictures, that I really don't have enough. Even with Kathleen, the person I've known for 14 years, I don't have enough pictures to fill the pages of a scrapbook. When our memories fade, I want to be able to look back and see us as we were, with all our baby fat and acne peppered faces.
FOR ELSA!!
Necesito estes discos compactos:
This is absolutely brilliant!
WHOAA! So these girls are all taping clips of the new McFly tour... and finally I found some in which you can actually hear more than just girls shrieking... quite annoying.
I don't know why this movie just came to mind in the middle of my SAT hw that I will not finish, but it did.
You know what! I don't care what any of you say! Danny is NOT UGLY, OR FAT!!!!!
AHHHHH!!!!!
Some people do stupid things.
me: Daddy, I joined another club.
Quote of the day:
Driving home with my mom from Asian gettogether family thing, I FINALLY got to use the thing that plays your ipod in your car, and we listened to Phantom and Moulin Rouge (my mom's two favorites).
STOP IT
OWWWW I WAS JUST PRESSING MY TOOTH WITH MY FINGER AND SINCE YOUR MOUTH IS SLIMY AND SALIVA-Y, MY FINGER SLIPPED AND MY NAIL CUT A HUGE GASH INTO MY GUMS!!!
Quote of the day:
First off:
So the "Motion in the Ocean 2006" tour kicked off.
Moving to the country
For Robin!
Jen and Kristina! These are for you!
These are dedicated to Elsa, the hater of math!
I understand now why American television never broadcasts the pictures of the planes crashing into the buildings or the WTC falling down. I was just watching a Chinese documentary of 911 while eating, and they showed all these things I'd never even seen before. They put in all those pictures and videos of the planes going in and the people jumping from the towers, and put it all the phone calls people made. I started tearing when I saw the first plane going in, and when they showed the towers falling, I started crying. My dad now brands me as "an official American" because I cry at 911 when I've never cried for anything Chinese. I don't even know why I started crying. I've never really been like.. "omg 911", but it was just.. painful. And it wasn't like something that happened 50 years ago like the Holocaust or the Rape of Ninjing or something. I mean, obviously, those are tragic, but it was just.. I mean, I remember when it happened. It affects all of us. I don't care what we've done to merit such hatred, and I am the first person out there criticizing the American government, but nothing should merit such hatred and violence. I sound so cheesy right now, but it really bothered me when the documentary was over and the Chinese broadcaster lady sat there talking about how many people had died, and told all these stories about specific Chinese victims, and she was smiling like nothing in the world was different. She looked like she was talking about her baby girl's first words or something.
This is just for Kathleen, and because it's a funny picture, and because she loves it when Tom does this:
*sigh*
I don't understand why people do this. Why would you write something all over a picture saying that it belongs to you? That's great, but why do you RUIN THE PICTURE?
I really need something to do because I don't want to do my mountain of homework.
AHHHHHHHHHH
Something about anniversaries that I totally don't care about and I think is completely stupid and I think Yogin needs to shut up and get some good music like McFly, but still... ONLY BECAUSE I HEART YOU SO MUCH!
I hate taking the bus. I even hate the bus stop. I remember I would run to get there. I'd ditch basketball, with Tasha and Hayley, whom I love and miss so much now, to take the bus. Granted, I ditched more because I didn't like running, but still. I don't like being there now, just because it's the most poignant reminder of all the change.
TO PURIFY ROBIN FROM THE SCOURGE OF ______, I HAVE COMPILED DOUGIE PICTURES (I can't help it if a few Danny make it in between.. It's subliminal I tell you.)
AHHHHH OMFG DANNY JONES!!!!!