I hate life. Officially. :)
No, I just hate my genetics class, because I forgot my book and had to make up the answers to questions I didn't even know, and I hate my English class, because my writing is deteriorating instead of improving and I spent three hours working on something that I have to start over on.
And I hate my headphones for almost breaking and the people in my house for being in my house while I want dinner.
*sigh*
I'm actually an optimistic person...
Being sick sucks. And on top of that, I have cramps. WHOO.
Sorry if that was too much information.
The Twilight series = most cliche thing in the WORLD.
Me (at beginning of Breaking Dawn): ... Is Bella going to get pregnant? Because that's SO STUPID.
My sister (who's already read it): Gah, dumb question. Just read it and let me know what you think.
... I HATE THIS BOOK. WTF!?
Someone needs to explain to me why Edward is "sexy." Bella's reasons are his face and his body. Whoo. I'd be okay with that, if he had at least a tiny bit of personality. And no, obsessing over her and sneering doesn't count.
I like personalities.
So. I'm writing a paper about changing the time my high school starts, my stomach hurts, and I can't breathe through my nose. However. I just had one of the best days of my life, so I think I'm good.
Getting picked up at 4 PM by some of my best friends (ones I haven't seen in forever, too) to go see Ghost Town, getting lost on the way, finally making it there, seeing a kid I haven't seen in five years and a kid from my school, then going with them to pick up my CD and McDonalds, eating it on my front porch while talking to them for almost an hour, hugging them goodbye, hanging out for a while with my sister and other friend, going to rent a movie at 11, seeing a suspicious car in my neighborhood, reporting it to the police, looking for Baby Mama at Hollywood Video, getting a "double raincheck" (it wasn't there last week either...), renting The Little Mermaid 3 or whatever for free, going to an insanely far away movie theater to see The House Bunny at 12:55 AM, finding out that the last showing was actually at 11:40, asking the guy selling tickets a million questions, ending up going to The Women at 12:45 (we got there way early), driving all the way back at 3 in the morning, stopping for chocolate chip pancakes at IHOP at 3:30 and staying till 4:30, getting home, watching the Little Mermaid movie, falling asleep less than halfway through, and waking up to The Devil Wears Prada.
I love Saturdays.
And Backseat Goodbye.
I have to say it. Mac users tend to be stupid. They can't type [despite the spell check built into Safari (WTF?)], can't argue correctly, and just can't use computers... There are more, but these are the biggest qualities that tend to appear.
Not intended to offend any diehard Mac fans. [Sorry. :)]
I can't BELIEVE that we have allowed the presidential election to go on the way it has.
OBAMA VS. MCCAIN? WTF?!
Who nominated these people!? How did they become the final two!?
Neither of these candidates will be good for the country, and their running mates are no exception. We're screwed either way, thank you very much, and I'm terrified to see the outcome.
Lack of experience, unrealistic positions, media bias... I'd forgotten how terrible elections are.
Don't disillusion yourself with the "facts" the media presents. We're to the point of relying on Congress [and the election isn't even over!], which has already proven to be a terrible idea.
As a 16 year old who's concerned about the country, I say we eliminate both candidates and start the fuck over.
Paramore is way overrated, by the way.
I don't know why I instinctively block out mainstream things. Like, I don't mean to, but it kind of happens that way. I hate when people "discover" my music or books. But I don't know why.
I hate standing out, and I don't like attention, so this doesn't really make sense to me. I like to blend in, but I hate blending in at the same time. Confusion.
Forever The Sickest Kids FTW.
So I'm writing this essay, right? [It's not really an essay, but fuck that.] When it was about half way done, around 3, I e-mailed it to my teacher to see if it was okay. [My friends said her suggestions really helped because they were super specific, and I needed help.] So then I get home and wait for the e-mail. I don't wanna continue what I had if it's messed up. I wait. I talk to my mom and help my sister with her math homework. I wait. I order two Nancy Drew games off Target's website. I wait. I try to figure out how to find the balance of my debit card online. I wait. Finally, at like 6:50, she e-mails me back. The e-mail is like three words. "This looks good."
I like the teacher, don't get me wrong, but I'm slightly annoyed. =(
Ah well. School's not my favorite thing - though I'm excited for tomorrow: driving to school, getting out early, getting picked up by one of my best friends.
I should shower and work on my essay and go to sleep. I've been so tired...
Thinking about him sucks.