so...this year is a "sweet sixteen" for everybody!!. myself included. adn for teh sixteenth year in a row i'm not having a party...but am celebrating with my family. or at least, gonig out to lunch, which is about al lthe time my measly little school allows me time for. i hate having to study for sat iis ( Read more... )

i bought the sweater. its gorgeous, but it needs son of a bitch dry cleaning. of all the things, to be expensive AND need dry cleaning ( Read more... )

here's to new beginnings ( Read more... )

ever since registration where everyone got their schedules, and some got the classes they sigend up for, while others enrolled in classes tehy'd rather not but are taking anyway, i came to this conclusion after a conversation with friends ( Read more... )

school should start at 8:30. as opposed to 7:30. how ungodly chicken hour (6:something) is to wake up. half the time the sun isn't even out. i'm still not officially done with summer reading. i'm not going to read those damn books out of curiosity at teh beginning of summer ever again. i dont' remember a thing. things may or may not be interesting ( Read more... )

a.k.a my brain.

Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the yellow man

for more info, see shootamonga's entry. under the friend's section. my life in a crab shell.

i've finished my delusional euthanasia. i thinik i'm ready to be awake. i think i need it. after all, pasting cartoons on teh covers of my binders so i can identify them because binders with plastic coverings are FUCKING FOUR BUCKS A PIECE. WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING DOING GEORGE W. INFLATION, CONFLAGRATION, MASTURBATION, UNITED NATIONS, CONGRATULATIONS ( Read more... )

in my moments of girlish and sat-filled boredom, i have pictured ian thorpe singing "maybe i'm amazed" by paul mccartney. to me. i think i am remedial. and i don't think the guy can even sing or play guitar. i wouldn't know. at any rate. it just dawned on me how sad that is. but not a bad mental picture ( Read more... )

i am the komodo dragono. yes i am. yes i can. ready at your service, sir and madam, please, whatever you will. i can sing i can dance. well, not the latter or the former. at least i'm honest about it. when you're going komodo, it's kind of hard to keep your sanity ( Read more... )

"On that fateful election night in November, there was no one to articulate the outrage and denounce the Supreme Cult's appointment of George W. Shrub to Commander-In-Thief. Where were you then, Rage Against The Machine? Where are you now?...Seriously, we need a healthy dose of your cuttin', or Bush will win. It's Vietnow, man, and just like you ( Read more... )