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[Tuesday, August 29, 2006 // 8:23pm] |
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Listening to Akcent and staring at my Justin Pierre icon is funny. Because in the icon Justin is all I'M A BALLER LOL so yeah. :x Anyway.
I don't really know what to do anymore. It's like I'm being arrested. (If you catch that, I'll spaz.)
But alongside that, I don't feel obligated to do anything, you know? Of course you don't. But seriously, it doesn't matter if you think about the big picture; the outcome is going to be the same, whether I do or say anything about it or not. So why waste my time, right? Or do you think I'm wrong? And that's not a rhetorical question. I want opinions.
You don't have to know what's going on, because no one does which is good, plus I described how I feel about the situation without any details. For all anyone (except me) knows, I could be talking about death.
But I want to throw this out there. I tried, okay? And I tried, and I tried some more. But after awhile (and some events in between) I realized that by trying, I was only frustrating myself and wasting my time. Me trying to do what I tried is like someone trying to move a pillar from Stonehenge by hand. The rock is going to be stubborn, etc
So anyway, that brings me to my next point (they are connected, trust me). Don't hate me for an event you disfavoured, or for what someone else has told you. Hate me for me. It doesn't necessarily affect me, at least not in a valuable manner.
Sure, there are a few things you could say to me to really upset me, even online. But those are the things no one typically dares to mention (I would not recommend trying to upset me, especially with those subjects). However, if your intentions are to get under my skin, you'd have a better chance using one of those rather than by insulting my intelligence or worth.
Because you won't really get anywhere...
I figured I'm not the only one that dislikes wasting time, you know?
By the way.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZACPANTS < 3
And a late b-day shout to my mate Alex. ;o
Also, I send my prayers to those of you in Louisiana, specifically New Orleans
They aren't like religious prayers, but whatevs.
...I get a kick out of this Jim Carrey icon.
And speaking of faces, I have a picture of my face.
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I hate to make two entries in one day, but I love Jim Carrey so I made a rad new icon (using it).
Part of the background texture/base was made by ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) _iconographer, but I added my own textures and brushes over it so you can't really see it. ;_; I feel kinda bad but hey.
IT'S JIM CARREY 8D
And Stevo, you suck for not liking Jim kk.
EDITEDITEDITEDIT
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You lose.
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[Monday, August 28, 2006 // 3:02pm] |
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CARMEL GREYHOUNDS SCHOOLED THE HAMILTON HEIGHTS HUSKIES.
Hell yes we did. WINZZZ
I have friends from Hamilton Heights so it was really fun. ^^
One of my HH mates is Jake Henderson; he plays on the Huskies team and he got majorly tackled like twenty minutes into the game. (For unrelated reference, we scored within the first minute of the game.) He got hurt though. He fell on his ankle when everyone tackled him, so some of the players and a paramedic had to escort him off the field. I wanted to go talk to him but I couldn't. ;_; He got back into the game like an hour later but the coach pulled him out again because he was limping and in obvious pain. The drive of that boy, I swear.
Anyway. The Huskies are a pretty damn good team and all. Really they are. But we're the best in the state high school-wise, so beat that. >D
Yeah, feel free to tell me to go choke on my pride.
Well anyway, I went to the doctor's because of my nose and stuff.
And he knows I was hit. x(
I didn't tell him or anything. I've told everyone I hit my nose against the top of my car when I opened the door. But my doctor was all "This fracture is equivalent to a blunt force from the side, blah blah etc," but whatevs. He used some kind of machine that detects invisible bruises or whatever and that's when he knew, 'cause he said the bruises looked like knuckle marks, and I was like :x. You can't tell it's broken. It didn't even bleed, and there's no visible bruises but it hurts like hell. But anyway..
It's really not that big of a deal. x.x Matt just isn't a gentleman.
Most of the school knows I hit my nose against my car (so they think). Matt came up to me in the hallway as I was getting books from my locker. He was like "So I heard you hit your nose against a car. Pretty stupid, don't you think?"
And I stood up and looked at him, kk, and he was like smirking at me. So I said, "Yeah, it /is/ a pretty fucking stupid car." And I walked to my class.
It wasn't meant to be witty ('cause it like, wasn't). I was being honest. I wonder if he understood the part where I was referring to him. (And that was a euphemism for what I really wanted to say to him.)
He hit me on purpose, but I know he didn't mean to break my damn nose. After he hit me he kinda backed up and then walked away. I think he shocked himself. Like, he was scared he actually /hurt/ me. Bad.
And I'm only covering for him with my story because 1) I don't want drama/rumours/what have you, and 2) word gets around around our school, as big as it is, and he'd get kicked off the football team (he's a fairly valuable player). Plus, if someone like Ryan or Alex or my brother found out, his ass would be dead.
Not that I should care.
Now. River left for college on the 24th. I came in late to school because I was busy telling him goodbye. ;_;
I spent most of these past couple of weeks with him because I knew he'd be leaving soon. I told him I'm going to somehow get him kicked out and he was all ...LOL
But I mean it. I want him to go and stuff, but I want to go too. I'll miss him a lot.
...Damn it x'(
Let's see. School-wise. Etymology is dumb; we learn over 100 words a week. We need to memorize part of speech, how to divide and define every latin root on all the words /and/ define the word.
And did I mention I hate Physics?
Mm, so I saw Blake again, I guess I'll end up seeing him every Blue day because he hangs out with friends by his locker during passing periods and I pass his locker on my way to Etymology. Btw, because of Block scheduling this year, our days are separated into Blue days and Gold days (school colours). Blue days consist of periods 1-4, and Gold days are 5-8.
And guess who else I saw?! ERIC SHROCK. Yeah so you guys are like "wtf do we care" since you don't know him, but he's another kid I haven't seen in a handful of years. I remember we had PE together in seventh grade, and we went indoor rock-climbing one day (=LAME). But it was fun, the rock-climbing. He's looks different and yet the same, you know? xD
...You probably don't.
I saw Jordan too. But I saw him last year all the time; just not at all yet this year until yesterday. I yelled across the hall at him because he's a pothead and isn't as sharp as he used to be (he's the one that took an Agriculture class so he could learn how to grow pot). I was all JORDAN and he turned and looked around, but just kept walking 'cause he didn't see me. ...Loser. x3
Well...
I wanted to keep this entry fairly brief, but y'know. Anyway. Quinn has adjusted well and seems content with living in Indiana for the time being. It hurts to look at him sometimes, because he looks as cute as ever on the outside but inside it's like, his body is killing itself. It's just painful, to say the least. It reminds me of so many other people I watched suffer in this state..
Speaking of which. I made an icon yesterday but I made two versions. Which one sucks less, this one, or this one? The only difference is the face on the bottom left. Please comment with your thoughts.
Last note. If you didn't comment on my last entry TELLING ME YOU WANT BACK ON MY FRIENDS LIST I assume you don't want to remain LJ friends. In that case, please take me off your friends list, because it bothers me to see nonmutual linkage on my user info. It's a pet peeve. I know like three people are going to keep me on just to piss me off, I know it.
..And with that, I'm done. I know I'm forgetting some shit but I'll think of it later.
OH BTW.
I added a playlist. !! There's a link at the top of my journal under Justin Pierre's gorgeous face. You might not like the music, but I'm sure there will be at least one song you'll enjoy. I've got tATu, Modest Mouse, Tool, Audioslave, Hinder, Goo Goo Dolls, stuff like that. Check it out.
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[Thursday, August 24, 2006 // 7:44pm] |
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Yes, you.
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[Wednesday, August 23, 2006 // 6:12pm] |
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I've been so obsessed with this CSI game, I forgot I had my site on hiatus.
I made a layout in like three minutes that I'm going to use because I'm a cheap whore.
And people stop neomailing me, thanks and stuff
Along with that: stop craptalking me behind my back. You're not cool.
You all wonder why I'm being a bitch or not wanting to remain eMates.
School was weird today, more later when I feel like typing it. >.> I'm lame.
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[Tuesday, August 22, 2006 // 8:17pm] |
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Okay so. There's this guy I used to know named Blake, right? And he was gay. I'm not saying that to be mean or use it as an insult, what have you. He just was. And it's not that him being gay is intriguing or anything. It's that he wasn't like, normal-gay.
He dressed like a metro and he hung out with only girls. You might expect that. But that's... kk, so it's hard to explain unless you knew him.
Anyway, once he asked me out in sixth grade. And I knew he didn't ask me because he wanted to go out with me, or because he was "experimenting". He asked because he needed a cover so people would stop the gay rumours. I was already with Ryan at the time so I don't know why he chose me of all people to be his cover, but I told him,
"Blake, if you're gay, you're gay. It's something you can't change."
Actually what I said was a lot more in-depth, but that was in sixth grade so I don't really remember.
But people, if you are gay or bi, don't be afraid to like. Say so and stuff. It's better to admit it than to deny it, you know? Accept who you are, because you can't change it. Having a different sexuality doesn't make you immoral or weird, either. At least not to me.
Well, anyway. I brought this up because I saw Blake in the hallway yesterday. I had hardly seen any of him since sixth grade, and our high school has over 4,000 kids in it, so I was surprised. I said hello to him and he seemed glad to see me. It's funny; he looks the exact same as he did five years ago. He still hangs out with all females, too. I'm not sure if he's come out of the closet at will yet. If not I just hope one day he's comfortable enough with who he is to accept it and cherish himself, no matter what.
I also hope I see him again soon. He's a good-natured kid.
Later last night, like at nine or so, we had a football game. After the game Matt (no surprise) decided to pester me.
I'd rather leave out the details, but he ended up breaking my nose.
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