parents put a keylogger on the comp.
yesssss.
so, life is interesting. no time with "S". PSAT this past wednesday. raising the bar (school's intense soccer program) is about to start up. some crazy stuff in short periods of time.
envy me, please. ;)
Friday, October 14, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
wednesday
so, yesterday i drove someone in my car, and directly told my parents i wouldn't. they found out, naturally, and my phone is on temporary lock-down and my hang-out privileges have been taken away..
i'm not a bad kid, i promise.
i really like to think i'm pretty easy on my parents, but my relationship with "S" is causing a bit of angst in my relationship with my parents. it started last december when his mom yelled at my mom, ever since there's been a bitter acceptance/tolerance of the fact that we're dating, but nothing close to warmth. my mom is scared because we've been dating almost 2 years.
like i said before, i'm not a bad kid, so we don't do bad things together.
our friday nights consist of Risk and possibly a movie with "M" and Emily.
it also turns out that i had competitive soccer training tonight, and i forgot about it. the email at the beginning of the week read "100% attendance is expected from all, even if you can't play you need to come."
so, on the coachs' bad side for awhile now.
i really wish it were easier for me, but that's just me complaining. my parents are difficult to keep a balance with, and "S" and i can never have enough time, and church is getting slowly compacted to a sunday event beneath student council, school soccer, and classes.
now i'm really complaining, sorry about that.
i suppose it's just easy to come here and vent when i need to. i used to journal ( i don't know if i've said this?) but this is much faster. although, journaling did have sentimental value, and it's hard to break an ongoing habit since 7th grade.
i'm not a bad kid, i promise.
i really like to think i'm pretty easy on my parents, but my relationship with "S" is causing a bit of angst in my relationship with my parents. it started last december when his mom yelled at my mom, ever since there's been a bitter acceptance/tolerance of the fact that we're dating, but nothing close to warmth. my mom is scared because we've been dating almost 2 years.
like i said before, i'm not a bad kid, so we don't do bad things together.
our friday nights consist of Risk and possibly a movie with "M" and Emily.
it also turns out that i had competitive soccer training tonight, and i forgot about it. the email at the beginning of the week read "100% attendance is expected from all, even if you can't play you need to come."
so, on the coachs' bad side for awhile now.
i really wish it were easier for me, but that's just me complaining. my parents are difficult to keep a balance with, and "S" and i can never have enough time, and church is getting slowly compacted to a sunday event beneath student council, school soccer, and classes.
now i'm really complaining, sorry about that.
i suppose it's just easy to come here and vent when i need to. i used to journal ( i don't know if i've said this?) but this is much faster. although, journaling did have sentimental value, and it's hard to break an ongoing habit since 7th grade.
Friday, July 15, 2011
fridayy friday, gotta get down on friday
thank you rebecca black for humiliating yourself and giving a new meaning to the last day of my work week.
it's been a long time since i blogged, haven't really felt the need since my last venomous post.
i have an almost-full-time job this summer, working 7 hours a day most days a week.
i'm also a licensed driver!!! yay!
for one of the first times in a very long time, it smells like it might rain. if you take away the humidity, the heat, and the sticky air then i might have stayed outside more than 5 minutes.
going to barnes and noble today to get an SAT book...yippeee.
just kidding.
the psat is going to kick my sorry little ass. i made 171 out of 240 the first time i took it...without studying.
i really thought that was good! until one of my best guy friends almost made national merit scholar without studying either... so looks like i have some catching up to do.
luckily, my girl best friend, emily, is my best guy friend's ^^ girlfriend, and we're both equally unprepared for the coming task. hence the 50 lb sat books awaiting our arrival at barnes and noble.
my boyfriend, who has a distinct name that creepers might be able to use, so i'll call him "S", made 220 out of 240 on the practice psat. now, he's also been training for this since he got out of diapers...however, he's one of the most naturally intuitive people i know.
payday was last friday, and deposited that fat check today... it felt nice to hear the chi-ching that was only inside my head.
only the middle sibling, #3, and i are staying at home right now. sister, #2, and twins, #4 and #5, are at camp right now. #3 and i went to soccer camp at the beginning of the week, but are now boarding at home, resting our newfound blisters, scrapes, and jammed fingers.
i'm debating quitting school soccer. it'd be big for me. i mean, really, really big. i'd come back senior year, but it's going to be really difficult for me to keep it up with my crazy work load, STUCO, and possibly a leadership position in my youth group (if i quit school soccer.)
well, i guess i just spilled whatever was on my mind.
it's been a long time since i blogged, haven't really felt the need since my last venomous post.
i have an almost-full-time job this summer, working 7 hours a day most days a week.
i'm also a licensed driver!!! yay!
for one of the first times in a very long time, it smells like it might rain. if you take away the humidity, the heat, and the sticky air then i might have stayed outside more than 5 minutes.
going to barnes and noble today to get an SAT book...yippeee.
just kidding.
the psat is going to kick my sorry little ass. i made 171 out of 240 the first time i took it...without studying.
i really thought that was good! until one of my best guy friends almost made national merit scholar without studying either... so looks like i have some catching up to do.
luckily, my girl best friend, emily, is my best guy friend's ^^ girlfriend, and we're both equally unprepared for the coming task. hence the 50 lb sat books awaiting our arrival at barnes and noble.
my boyfriend, who has a distinct name that creepers might be able to use, so i'll call him "S", made 220 out of 240 on the practice psat. now, he's also been training for this since he got out of diapers...however, he's one of the most naturally intuitive people i know.
payday was last friday, and deposited that fat check today... it felt nice to hear the chi-ching that was only inside my head.
only the middle sibling, #3, and i are staying at home right now. sister, #2, and twins, #4 and #5, are at camp right now. #3 and i went to soccer camp at the beginning of the week, but are now boarding at home, resting our newfound blisters, scrapes, and jammed fingers.
i'm debating quitting school soccer. it'd be big for me. i mean, really, really big. i'd come back senior year, but it's going to be really difficult for me to keep it up with my crazy work load, STUCO, and possibly a leadership position in my youth group (if i quit school soccer.)
well, i guess i just spilled whatever was on my mind.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Mrs. J
YOU CAN'T CONTROL ME.
we used to be best friends...once.
she hurt me...multiple times.
i tried to reconnect...i received one word answers.
she tries to come crawling back...now.
her mom went as far as to talk to my mom about it. i honestly can't believe her nerve.
"i know _____ (me) is old enough to choose her own friends, but i really thought they would include _____ (old best friend)"
it didn't make me very happy.
i haven't been avoiding her fervent pleads to hang out. i've been busy. and i'm usually not making it up.
she tries things last minute. that used to be my thing, but now i plan day of rather than hour of.
she can't just expect me to leap into her arms? or can she?
this ex-best-friend is a huge XC star. she's sick. has to be.
she runs so much she needs to eat like an Olympian. and yet, she eats nearly nothing. we're talking about 14 mile routes. on her medium days. always clearing at least a marathon in a week. easily.
she puts so much energy into her running that she doesn't have energy for anything else. like conversation. or reactions.
i tried.
after she started asking me to hang out.
i had her over.
she asked a question that could spur a conversation. being rather well-rounded, i have pretty great social skills, so i took the morsling and ran with it. i tried my hardest. added in the cheesy head nods and "i know"s tagged with my own stories. but that's all i heard that night...my own stories. and of course her fingers as she played words with friends and texted the guy she was talking to.
really?!?
i told my boyfriend, who i would have chosen to talk to any day over you, bye because i wanted to try this conversation out.
poophead.
i don't like how this relationship (ex-best) is working out...and i guess yesterday fueled the fire...
blah. people. girls. life.
pllpphh.
we used to be best friends...once.
she hurt me...multiple times.
i tried to reconnect...i received one word answers.
she tries to come crawling back...now.
her mom went as far as to talk to my mom about it. i honestly can't believe her nerve.
"i know _____ (me) is old enough to choose her own friends, but i really thought they would include _____ (old best friend)"
it didn't make me very happy.
i haven't been avoiding her fervent pleads to hang out. i've been busy. and i'm usually not making it up.
she tries things last minute. that used to be my thing, but now i plan day of rather than hour of.
she can't just expect me to leap into her arms? or can she?
this ex-best-friend is a huge XC star. she's sick. has to be.
she runs so much she needs to eat like an Olympian. and yet, she eats nearly nothing. we're talking about 14 mile routes. on her medium days. always clearing at least a marathon in a week. easily.
she puts so much energy into her running that she doesn't have energy for anything else. like conversation. or reactions.
i tried.
after she started asking me to hang out.
i had her over.
she asked a question that could spur a conversation. being rather well-rounded, i have pretty great social skills, so i took the morsling and ran with it. i tried my hardest. added in the cheesy head nods and "i know"s tagged with my own stories. but that's all i heard that night...my own stories. and of course her fingers as she played words with friends and texted the guy she was talking to.
really?!?
i told my boyfriend, who i would have chosen to talk to any day over you, bye because i wanted to try this conversation out.
poophead.
i don't like how this relationship (ex-best) is working out...and i guess yesterday fueled the fire...
blah. people. girls. life.
pllpphh.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
prom?
pre-prom. and after-prom, specifically. notice, everything but the prom.
that's where im going to.
being a sophomore, i didn't want to get a dress a year early. so, here i am, apparently inconveniencing everyone by not attending.
sorry guys :[
but im super excited!
party all night long baby :)
that's where im going to.
being a sophomore, i didn't want to get a dress a year early. so, here i am, apparently inconveniencing everyone by not attending.
sorry guys :[
but im super excited!
party all night long baby :)
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
finals
are eminent. they're coming, i know it.
hopefully the next 12 days will be the quickest and longest of my life.
quickest so summer can approach at a faster rate, slower because finals are the last week.
true, my finals won't be as bad this year as last year. also true that i like studying in the warm weather better than the cold. too bad i've lost all motive to try. i'm so sick of school, and there's 2 weeks left.
it's 4/5 of what i think about.
the other are my fantasies... whether they're of my boyfriend, summer, or sleep, who knows.
fun facts:
-i have the weirdest dreams. they last forever.
-one of my all time favorite movies is ratatouille. oh yes.
-i recently got a rosemary plant. i was born with a brown thumb. we'll see how this goes.
hopefully the next 12 days will be the quickest and longest of my life.
quickest so summer can approach at a faster rate, slower because finals are the last week.
true, my finals won't be as bad this year as last year. also true that i like studying in the warm weather better than the cold. too bad i've lost all motive to try. i'm so sick of school, and there's 2 weeks left.
it's 4/5 of what i think about.
the other are my fantasies... whether they're of my boyfriend, summer, or sleep, who knows.
fun facts:
-i have the weirdest dreams. they last forever.
-one of my all time favorite movies is ratatouille. oh yes.
-i recently got a rosemary plant. i was born with a brown thumb. we'll see how this goes.
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