Days of My Life

Yeah, we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes Like they have any right at all to criticize, Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason. 'cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table No one can find the rewind button, girl. So cradle your head in your hands And breathe... just breathe. That was the first thing that came to mind when I woke up at 10:21 A.M. (albeit my mother's claim that it was past eleven) today. So now I'm listening to the very wonderful song. At the moment, I am wearing my glasses because I haven't been doing so often. You're actually supposed to use them every once in a while so you don't become absolutely dependent on contact lenses. Or to simply let your eyes breathe (ha) a little more. Hmm, I was about to say that it has been winter for a while now, until I realized that winter does not begin until December 21st, which is... wow, exactly one m

Here are some things that you should not do to or with me... because they "peeve" me: -poke -invade privacy, ranging from phone calls to body parts (refer to above) -disrespect, especially if you don't know me or I you -seriously degrade or demean when I am in the vicinity unless you want some serious insults -criticize organization and methodology -speak loudly or rudely -listen to loud music -be a smartypants -interrupt my homework time -try to "inconspicuously" copy my work (lame) -ask for my opinions and then pretend you didn't hear any -criticize my work that you yourself could have done in the first place -use excessive profanity -hate on my clever and witty jokes and puns Anyway, today was Deca scrimmage day at GHCHS. It was unbelievably difficult for me to get out of bed this morning because I had gone to sleep past midnight and had to wake up at 5:40 to get there around 7:00. But I guess that Deca or no Deca, I still would have had to wake up aroun

Yes, another craving for Yogurtland. Since the last time I have had it (about a month ago), I have craved for it thrice, yet I have gotten it none (?). I suck at satisfying my cravings. Anybody willing to help me out? :) Today, I took SAT IIs at Lincoln High School: Chinese with listening, literature, and chemistry (I was seriously contemplating switching to Spanish with listening, haha). The proctor and the people... OH MY POOP, I say! I was one of the last people to arrive in the room, and right after I took my seat, he said, "Oh, you guys can just start filling out the forms so you can have more time later." What kind of a proctor is that? And the ten to twelve other Chinese girls in there just kept chattering and giggling and asking questions like, "What do you put on the line that says dd/mm/yy?" (asdfjkl; What have you been doing in school, dawg?!) After a few minutes of cluelessly reading WRONG instructions from the proctor's booklet, he told us to put th

-clutter -loud noise, music, voices, conversations -bad grammar -nagging -continual phone ringing -voicemail -long lines and traffic jams -gum smacking -ignorant shallowness -incessant profanity -disappointment and subsequent lectures -self disappointment -high volume anything -horrible driving -paying for a 12 oz. drink and getting only 11...with ice -peanut butter (particularly chunky) -headaches -anxiety -long exams -groups of people who walk together, taking up the entire width of a walkway -littering and loitering -being forced to "donate" -people not picking up after themselves (refer back to clutter) -inconsideration -boring, boring books -and a plethora of other "pets" and "peeves"... At the moment, I particularly dislike feeling unhappy and not knowing why. I feel like asdfjkl; and I want that feeling to go away! It might be time to roll into a ball and eat ice cream , 'figuratively' speaking. sigh . For some reason completely unbeknownst

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