Contrary to popular belief, I am not dead.
I've been journaling a lot in my real life journal, so. Yeah.

I'm in Austria now, still stealing the neighbor's internet.

Anyways, I ended the year with mostly A's on my final exams (I got a B in Chem, but no biggie) and straight A's overall. I am a very happy camper indeed. I want to go for salutatorian, ( Read more... )

my last journal entry is like a wall of text. jeez.

It's only been ages!

I had a dream about livejournal and Matthew last night (except he looked like Brian from our middle school times) and it was quite bizarre and reminded me that I can come here and vent.

I've been writing journal entries on my deviant-art and in my irl journal, but I know people from my school actually read it and... I feel ( Read more... )

Look at this. Just look at it. Yes, it's a shitty, blurry screencap. Idgaf. LOOK.


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I gave her your number.

Also, my French teacher gave me a D in speaking in literature class and I think I'll end the quarter with a fucking B over all, despite acing the test. I hate everything.

I got 100% on speaking in French III though. IDGI. I just don't.

But I have a B in Algebra and that's good. Except that I have another quiz on Wednesday and ( Read more... )

Did she call you too?

COMPLETE CHANGE OF PLANS IT SEEMS.
I think she's doing this so that she won't end up driving gawd knows where only to find we've changed the date. Or something.

"Wonderful Job. I'd like to have an afternoon get together at my house. Everyone has to come and everyone has to bring food. Period. Some Saturday. Maybe in November (?)

love love ( Read more... )

Nope. She hasn't.
Jesus and Brian and Angelica all said they could make it, but there was nothing more out of them after that (except for Ange. She and I speak).

WHY IS IT SO HARD TO PLAN THINGS I DO NOT UNDERSTAND. D: People are all so unconcerned and loose and open when it comes to making plans with their undetermined times and approximate ( Read more... )

Don't worry; the China town plaza is fairly small. You won't get lost. Kidnapped, possibly. But not lost.

I'll stand by the entrance of it and wave at cars. I might be mistaken for a cheap hooker but You'll see me, at least. Then, if anyone else shows up, we will track them down.

Just remember to listen to it when you start to miss Regina. PLEASE.

Four hours holy jesus. I must linger only two hours + the hour of transportation ( Read more... )