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My day didn't start amazingly well. I was shrieking in frustration at the traffic on the way to drop off my annoying car and it's check engine light. People are so impatient -.- Then to the movie theatre pretending to be a mall. My mom wanted to go to Target and she said she was sure I wouldn't mind. Of course I mind. I mean, what could I possibly find to do there? /sarcasm lol. Fun, that's what ^_^ Of course, that's after enduring the torture of clothes and shoes shopping. And I had to endure one of the few things that I would rather run screaming from. There are few things and people that make me want to run screaming. However, I had little choice. Thus began the horror of bra shopping -.- But I avoided it for almost 7 years, so I was bound to be forced into it sometime -.- After that horror came the slightly better shoe shopping. Not terrible, for once. And then, my fun activity ^_^
I figured something out about Pump. I am horribly unused to playing with someone, especially when that someone is either much better or much worse than I am. It's okay playing on the same skill level or at least on the same set of steps, but mix it up and I get confuzzed @_@ Also, I'm a performer. I do best with an audience, like my mom ^_^ Even when someone in that audience is hurling insults. *coughvictoriacough* Own-age ^_^ Anyway. Just one little mix up on one, but I didn't fail out on hard. I was far from failing out ^_^ And no bar. My mom said she doesn't know how I didn't fall over. I don't either xD It was a close thing. I was almost squatting halfway through, arms out, like a surfer or something xD I was expecting a C or something. but no. A. yeeeeea ^_^ Only my 2nd try, too. I mean, I watched the steps a few times before I actually tried it, but that was really to get an idea of the speed and a little of the steps, the repetitive stuff.
So there's my daily triumph ^_^ Crappy dreams, although at the end I was checking on what I hid, and it had been found ^_^ And then I woke up and was yelling at traffic 20 minutes later @_@
14 minutes to Voyager, and sudoku for the void ^_^ lawl, Voyager just got through The Void yesterday xD
~nepie
hmm...what shall i do...less than two weeks away, and i still can't see myself away from here. this is where i want to be. out of sight, out of mind. except if it's my mind. i wish. i can focus on my schoolwork easily enough without distraction, but that won't occupy all my time. i won't be back for so long. out of sight, out of mind. whatever anyone says about college or high school being the best years, they're wrong. There's no "best years". Years as a whole, by definition, SUCK. There are days, there are weeks, and on rare occasions, there are months. But never years.
lovely. i don't like it when a photocopy of a picture i drew shows up 5 feet from the computer. I didn't make a copy. I haven't left that picture out since I drew it. And it's impossible for someone to have jacked it without my knowledge...i think...crap, unless when i went to jazzfest someone lifted it from my binder for a while. It's nothing, really. But it's my damn art. I'll show it to those I want to show and keep it from those I wish to keep in the dark.
but of course, it doesn't really matter what I want, in the end. My parents laugh it off when I say I don't want to go. I had to beg and plead to get them to come for my birthday. I don't even get to come home for Thanksgiving. We're going someplace rolleyes I just want to be here. And I don't get to drive home by myself for Christmas, but they're going to make me drive back alone. That means I might not get home until possibly the 17th, if I'm lucky. My mom wants to send my dad to pick up my yearbook for me, but I keep reminding her that she doesn't want him to go there. Not that she's listening.
too bad i already said i'd go to that stupid pool party. i'd rather be anywhere but. can't back out now, 'specially with thomas asking for a ride. but no one's pushing me into the pool. and the zoo seems like a stupid idea now, but i'm stuck with that too. lasertag is okay. that's the last time i'll see anyone for 4 months.
good mood dies at night.
and wouldn't you know, something nice causes me to wake up with splitting headaches.
 nepie · Fri Jul 25, 2008 @ 08:47pm · 0 Comments |
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