I used to hate listening to hard house and even electro but I've come to realize it's so god-damn energetic. Now, I can't stop dancing to it. You get this incredibly amazing "FUUUUUUUCK YOUUUUUUU!!!!!" attitude/vibe!

Thank you, Tecktonik creation.

I hate blogging. I really do. If I write about something "nice and sweet", I disgust myself because it makes me think about cheezy subjects (gross), even if what I write isn't cheezy at all. If I use LiveJournal as a complaining resort, I can't help but ask myself why I wasn't capable of holding in the dumbest shit there is to complain about. I ( Read more... )

ANONYMOUS: It was around 6th grade when my mom and dad kept fighting so much about moving to the U.S. My mom didn't want to come here because she had no friends or family here, and it stressed me out a lot. So, I talked about it with my 6th grade teacher, and she would always help me out and stuff. We kept in touch even after I immigrated to the ( Read more... )

During lunch break, I threw rocks with Carolyn in the student parking lot while sitting on the curb, and it made me feel good. We somehow find joy in the little things we do, and I swear to god, it feels so good to share the same soothing feeling with a friend during difficult times of high school/teenage life.

Moni: Are you crying?!
Me: No. What the hell?

Moni: Are you kidding me?! You're already the god-mother of my kids even before they're born.
Me: (in my head) Good god. Me, a mother?

Today was not a good school day. I don't want to go in depth, but it was a first-timer sort of thing. And then there are the typical yet dangerous effects resulting from the "I am not sticking to my goals at all" business ( Read more... )

These weeks are coming and going, day by day. Routines are daily, and I sadly see my potential goals with foggy vision. Walking is becoming more occasional, which I'm thankful for because it leads me into a deep and pensive state of mind... passing by new and old color-changing trees, homes agedly modern, fallen leaves, and the motion of human ( Read more... )

Now that I look back on it, getting caught was hilarious.
Oh, the high school memories only multiply.

Happy 18th birthday, Mac ( Read more... )

I almost want to say sorry, but I don't know what I'd be apologizing for.