i'm finally home from my last banquet of the year. soccer. i cried at least three times, then someone would say or do something stupid, and we'd crack up. i'm going to miss it so much next year. there are some things i wish would never change.
i hate being so upset over things i can do nothing about. i hate that i don't listen to my friends, the ( Read more... )

kristen, grace, hal, and i watched the wizard of oz to dark side of the moon. again. i don't think i'll ever be able to watch that movie with the intended audio again. ap tests are over, and my sister shut my thumb in the car door. molly's leaving me alone tomorrow. i can't stand being inside anymore, so i've spent an unusual amount of time laying ( Read more... )

my arm is still bruised. i am possibly the most squeemish person in the world, yet i can watch a needle be jabbed into my arm as my blood fills those little plastic tubes. i don't get it.
the shins was tuesday. it was amazing. beyond amazing. molly and i were practically on top of the stage. they played stuff they're putting on their next album ( Read more... )

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so no prom for me, but megumi brooks and i hung out here. some more people stopped by for a little while, megumi left, and kyle came by so we could all leave for camping. we brought a lamp into the tent, played cranium (molly and i won), watched the jumping things that WERENT FROGS, and other really, really random shit that i wish never happened. ( Read more... )

i hate these things, but this described me way too ( well. )

i'm home. four days wasn't enough to see everyone i wanted to. but i did see téa, who reminds me of myself. although, when i was 5 i didn't have a german accent and wasn't fluent in 3 languages. i'm 17 and barely know two. we'll see what happens after a month in switzerland this summer.

i'll be in ny in 8 hours. about time. i need a break from things. as i've reminded you on numerous occasions, you're all crazy. i'm included in the you though.

and also. i agree with kristen stuart. i hate dumb people with opinions.

gracias a mi profesora de español, tendré un vídeo de mi viaje que debe recebir un oscar. yessss.

so even though my friends scream happy birthday while i'm standing on the sideline with my shirt half-off, they're pretty cool kids.

i heart huckabees. go watch it.

dear people,

you're fucking retarded.

love,
christina.