Wow. What a truly horrible day.
Yeah. Has your head ever started bleeding out of sheer boredom? Pretty sure mine did.
Idk, Erica was over today, so it just seemed like I couldn’t do any of the things I normally could, even though I could, because technically, she wasn’t stopping me…whatever. I’m guessing I’m starting my period or something, cuz that’s usually the explanation for hellatious days like this.
Then, instead of having the usual Wednesday night thing, we had a game night of sorts (minus the games.) Mum was pissed because, well… we forgot to tell her we were having people over. I felt really bad about it, and I even washed dishes while Josh and Sarah sat in my living room all aloney.
Speaking of Josh, he found out about everything that went on with Matt and Jen. He was pissed to say the least. He is denying that anything is going on between him and Jen. I feel really bad for Jen, because I think she really likes him and either he likes her and is denying it straight to her face or… he just doesn’t like her. But I kind of don’t think that’s possible. Sarah was being all disappointed by the fact that he doesn’t like her. Number one, she takes EVERYTHING he says waay too seriously. Number two, if he truly doesn’t like her, then she needs to accept it instead of WHINING.
Of course, who’s to say that he does like her? It’s all too terribly confusing. Boo friggen Hoo.
I reaallllllyyy neeed a huuuuuggg. And there’s nobody to give me one. *Sniff* Makes me sad.
Going to the gym tomorrow. Whoopeee. Flabless me, here I come! WooT!!
Life just bites. Hard.
And that’s all she wrote.
xxx
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
prettyness!!
Finally finished my crane project. You can’t really see my dresser in this shot, but they’re all hanging over my dresser. Very pretty I think.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
release your inhibition
Well it has been several days and still nothing from any of the places I applied to.
Truth be known, I’m not even sure if it has been a week yet.
I GOT MY GUITARRRRR!!!! IT IS SOOO PRETTYYYYYY!!!!! Now all I have to do is to learn how to play it. Well, play it the way a rockin’ electric guitar should be played.
I needs sing for camp meeting tomorrow night. I’m a bit scared cuz I’m still not 100% positive about which song to do. Uh ohs. But, as everyone knows, I’m super Amanda and I can basically kick ass at everything. Chyeah. Don’t believe me? Just ask me.
Ohhhhh myyyyy aching creative muscles.
I gotta go make SOMETHING. Clothes, purses, paint something, ANYTHING!!!
I made a ton of these origami cranes out of pages from magazines that I want to hang around in my room. But as fate (or cruel, cruel irony) would have it, I can’t find tape to save my soul. I may be forced to use packing tape, which would probably hold better than regular scotch tape would anyway now that I think about it. Maybe when I’m done I’ll put pictures of it in here. Yay! More creative crap for me to do! Yaaaaay!
There’s this blank canvas I got at the Christmas tree shop for like 3 dollars that is just screaming for me to paint with something uber edgy. Another thing that is screaming for (red) paint is one (don’t know which yet) of the walls in my room. That would be beyond amazing. Must put on begging face.
Well I feel a bit tired of typing relentlessly.
She was a maestro of craft. Wherever she went, sewing machines hummed, creative thoughts sprang to life and beauty flourished in general. If only she could be cloned…
xxx
Truth be known, I’m not even sure if it has been a week yet.
I GOT MY GUITARRRRR!!!! IT IS SOOO PRETTYYYYYY!!!!! Now all I have to do is to learn how to play it. Well, play it the way a rockin’ electric guitar should be played.
I needs sing for camp meeting tomorrow night. I’m a bit scared cuz I’m still not 100% positive about which song to do. Uh ohs. But, as everyone knows, I’m super Amanda and I can basically kick ass at everything. Chyeah. Don’t believe me? Just ask me.
Ohhhhh myyyyy aching creative muscles.
I gotta go make SOMETHING. Clothes, purses, paint something, ANYTHING!!!
I made a ton of these origami cranes out of pages from magazines that I want to hang around in my room. But as fate (or cruel, cruel irony) would have it, I can’t find tape to save my soul. I may be forced to use packing tape, which would probably hold better than regular scotch tape would anyway now that I think about it. Maybe when I’m done I’ll put pictures of it in here. Yay! More creative crap for me to do! Yaaaaay!
There’s this blank canvas I got at the Christmas tree shop for like 3 dollars that is just screaming for me to paint with something uber edgy. Another thing that is screaming for (red) paint is one (don’t know which yet) of the walls in my room. That would be beyond amazing. Must put on begging face.
Well I feel a bit tired of typing relentlessly.
She was a maestro of craft. Wherever she went, sewing machines hummed, creative thoughts sprang to life and beauty flourished in general. If only she could be cloned…
xxx
Sunday, June 18, 2006
somewhere waiting for me my lover stands on golden sands and watches the ships that go sailing
Hey.
Finally summer! Yessssss…ssss….ssssss….ssssssssssssss.
Well this will probably be short, cuz I don’t have much to say.
I guess Jen and Josh are getting chummy. It’s cute except Josh is leaving and it might end up sucking for Jen. But whatever.
We had this Russian guy come to church. His name is Vitelli. No idea how to spell it. He’s like 20. He doesn’t know much English, aaand I guess he came over here to be a janitor at some girl’s summer camp……… yeah I didn’t get it either. He’s really not that cute. I sort of wonder what he’s like. It’s hard telling when you have to explain everything to him. He didn’t know what we meant by trumpet, so Erica and I had to explain. It was pretty funny.
Still haven’t gotten a job. I’m going out tomorrow to fill out applications. With wild abandon.
She knew that he was just using her. She knew it without a doubt. But she was tired of feeling alone and all she really wanted was to feel someone’s arms around her and to know that she wasn’t all alone. And if this is what it took, then her only choice was to do it.
xxx.
Finally summer! Yessssss…ssss….ssssss….ssssssssssssss.
Well this will probably be short, cuz I don’t have much to say.
I guess Jen and Josh are getting chummy. It’s cute except Josh is leaving and it might end up sucking for Jen. But whatever.
We had this Russian guy come to church. His name is Vitelli. No idea how to spell it. He’s like 20. He doesn’t know much English, aaand I guess he came over here to be a janitor at some girl’s summer camp……… yeah I didn’t get it either. He’s really not that cute. I sort of wonder what he’s like. It’s hard telling when you have to explain everything to him. He didn’t know what we meant by trumpet, so Erica and I had to explain. It was pretty funny.
Still haven’t gotten a job. I’m going out tomorrow to fill out applications. With wild abandon.
She knew that he was just using her. She knew it without a doubt. But she was tired of feeling alone and all she really wanted was to feel someone’s arms around her and to know that she wasn’t all alone. And if this is what it took, then her only choice was to do it.
xxx.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Speak now or forever hold your peace in pieces
Well hellllooooo.
I’ve not written in quite a while.
A lot of things have happened.
I really ought to talk about them
Really.
But I don’t want to. I really don’t.
For the sake of my sanity, we’ll leave it at this: *exasperated sigh*
I… wentoutwithmattforthreedays. And by Matt I mean Matt “I LOVE YOUUUU” Farley. Not Matt “ILIKEYOUBUTYOUWON’TSCREWMEEEEE” Tata.
Clearly FAR too many Matts in my life.
In other news…
Dad has put a down payment on a (get this) electric guitar. FOR MEEE!!!! But he still hasn’t paid for the rest of it, which kind of worries me because after like a month (or something like that) they take the hold off of it and and and… I’m scared. That he won’t pay for the rest of it. I asked him the other night when he was going to finish paying for it and he was like “When are you going to pay me my $20?” Which is really STUPID because I didn’t even ask him for this thing.
Here’s the story: I went into town w/ him the other day and we went into Pavlov’s looking for batteries, but we ended up checking out the guitars and stuff too. The salesman guy showed us some and played them for us (he was pretty amazing on the guitar by the way) and Dad was all asking how much they were. And I was thinking “Oh, maybe I’ll ask for this for my birthday” but then he’s all asking the guy “Can I do this in payments?” and the guy’s like “If you put money down on it now I’ll give you the batteries for free” So he ended up putting like $100 down on it. Meanwhile I’m just in total and complete shock and sheer joy. But if he doesn’t pay for the rest of it soon, he’ll have blown a hundred bucks on four AAA batteries.
School gets out TOMORROW!! *Tears of joy streaming down face* I am SO DONE!
Still trying to pin down some employment. Haven’t actually given any of the applications I’ve gotten back yet. Well except for the one I filled out at Mulligan’s today. Chyeah. Damn straight I’ll be making your ice cream. I’d really like to work at Kohl’s or Deb or Barnes and Noble. But you know… money is money.
And that’s all that sexy biatch wrote dawg.
I’m sorry. There really was no call for that.
Anyways.
xxx
I’ve not written in quite a while.
A lot of things have happened.
I really ought to talk about them
Really.
But I don’t want to. I really don’t.
For the sake of my sanity, we’ll leave it at this: *exasperated sigh*
I… wentoutwithmattforthreedays. And by Matt I mean Matt “I LOVE YOUUUU” Farley. Not Matt “ILIKEYOUBUTYOUWON’TSCREWMEEEEE” Tata.
Clearly FAR too many Matts in my life.
In other news…
Dad has put a down payment on a (get this) electric guitar. FOR MEEE!!!! But he still hasn’t paid for the rest of it, which kind of worries me because after like a month (or something like that) they take the hold off of it and and and… I’m scared. That he won’t pay for the rest of it. I asked him the other night when he was going to finish paying for it and he was like “When are you going to pay me my $20?” Which is really STUPID because I didn’t even ask him for this thing.
Here’s the story: I went into town w/ him the other day and we went into Pavlov’s looking for batteries, but we ended up checking out the guitars and stuff too. The salesman guy showed us some and played them for us (he was pretty amazing on the guitar by the way) and Dad was all asking how much they were. And I was thinking “Oh, maybe I’ll ask for this for my birthday” but then he’s all asking the guy “Can I do this in payments?” and the guy’s like “If you put money down on it now I’ll give you the batteries for free” So he ended up putting like $100 down on it. Meanwhile I’m just in total and complete shock and sheer joy. But if he doesn’t pay for the rest of it soon, he’ll have blown a hundred bucks on four AAA batteries.
School gets out TOMORROW!! *Tears of joy streaming down face* I am SO DONE!
Still trying to pin down some employment. Haven’t actually given any of the applications I’ve gotten back yet. Well except for the one I filled out at Mulligan’s today. Chyeah. Damn straight I’ll be making your ice cream. I’d really like to work at Kohl’s or Deb or Barnes and Noble. But you know… money is money.
And that’s all that sexy biatch wrote dawg.
I’m sorry. There really was no call for that.
Anyways.
xxx
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Oh look what the cat puked up.
Howdy Hoo!!!
School…almost…over…must…control…fist…of…death.
Yeah today was super awkward in Chorus. We had to do this thing where we had to look at the person across from us and sing some stupid warm up thing and guess who was across from me…That’s right ladies and gents, the people’s choice for asshole of the year, put your hands together for….! Matt “you have a beautiful voice” Tata!! WOOOOO.
Yeah I’m not smiling. Times a thousand.
But I looked hott, so that’s really all that matters. He F’ed up BIG TIME.
Idk, it just sucks that we can’t be friends any more, cuz despite his assholey ways he was kinda nice. Kinda. Maybe….eh who am I kidding, he lied waaaay too much to be nice. But I kinda wanted to be in the band still. Kinda. Maybe…
I LOVE ROCK ‘N’ ROLL!!!
I want a job superrr badddd. I’m gwana apply at Barnes n Noble and the KJ (hahahahahahahaha) so far. Cheah, I can basically guarantee I’m not working there. But it’s worth a shot I suppose. Whatev. I need employment. I wanna try to apply at Kohl’s and Deb and maybe a ton of others. Just maybe.
Kinda nervous about seeing Jeremy this weekend. It’s probably not going to be a little awkward, it will probably be a LOT AWKWARD.
I wish I didn’t feel so depressed. Depression…
Jen thinks Erica is being a slut around Matt. Haha. Erica is the least of her worries at this point quite frankly.
There she was; short but not too short, her brown curls flowing behind her, long silken tan legs beneath her short white skirt. Her angelic eyes darted his way, but only momentarily. He knew he had made a mistake. An uncorrectable mistake, and now, no doubt, her heart belonged to someone who deserved all that she had to offer. And as he watched her walk out of his life, he knew he would never respect himself again.
And that’s all she penned, dahling.
Triple x
School…almost…over…must…control…fist…of…death.
Yeah today was super awkward in Chorus. We had to do this thing where we had to look at the person across from us and sing some stupid warm up thing and guess who was across from me…That’s right ladies and gents, the people’s choice for asshole of the year, put your hands together for….! Matt “you have a beautiful voice” Tata!! WOOOOO.
Yeah I’m not smiling. Times a thousand.
But I looked hott, so that’s really all that matters. He F’ed up BIG TIME.
Idk, it just sucks that we can’t be friends any more, cuz despite his assholey ways he was kinda nice. Kinda. Maybe….eh who am I kidding, he lied waaaay too much to be nice. But I kinda wanted to be in the band still. Kinda. Maybe…
I LOVE ROCK ‘N’ ROLL!!!
I want a job superrr badddd. I’m gwana apply at Barnes n Noble and the KJ (hahahahahahahaha) so far. Cheah, I can basically guarantee I’m not working there. But it’s worth a shot I suppose. Whatev. I need employment. I wanna try to apply at Kohl’s and Deb and maybe a ton of others. Just maybe.
Kinda nervous about seeing Jeremy this weekend. It’s probably not going to be a little awkward, it will probably be a LOT AWKWARD.
I wish I didn’t feel so depressed. Depression…
Jen thinks Erica is being a slut around Matt. Haha. Erica is the least of her worries at this point quite frankly.
There she was; short but not too short, her brown curls flowing behind her, long silken tan legs beneath her short white skirt. Her angelic eyes darted his way, but only momentarily. He knew he had made a mistake. An uncorrectable mistake, and now, no doubt, her heart belonged to someone who deserved all that she had to offer. And as he watched her walk out of his life, he knew he would never respect himself again.
And that’s all she penned, dahling.
Triple x
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