This Epitomizes My Insanity

Sleep, sleep, severus sleep...

Dumbledore!!

Ron, Ron, Ron Weasly...

Waitwaitwait. What the hell did I just do??

Okay, starting over.

Sleep. Sleep is good for you.

Huck Finn is an orange. No, honestly.

I obviously am not currently getting enough sleep.

Mustartd pretzels make my breath smell funky...

Snape, Snape, Severus--a'ldskjf;dslkj'IJ;AOJERWLKJLADKJ STOP!

Haha I AM THE YELLOW OCTOPUS.

Wow. That was me trying to just write the first thing that came into my head, like all those famous writers say. So I'll write the not-dirty parts of my train of thought.

My shirt(originally a BADDD TYPO) has skulls on it i'm staring at the y key it make s it hard to type also makes me want to write yellow. Yellow yellow yellow hugs monkey Laurel pant leg on a duck.

....I think I'm gonna jump off a bridge now.




Lollllll....

Weirdness of STUFFFFF

So I have thoughts buzzing around in my head right now and I'm trying to organize them without sounding emo. hahahaha. Anyways, basically, yeah...

Well, here's the thing: human beings have an enormous propensity to hope for things that they're never going to posses. Like the Buddhists say, all sadness is caused by your own desires and all that. That being said, pointless regret is really weird to me. Not the fact that people regret it, that's not it. It's more...like, if it was exactly what you wanted when you were doing it, and it's just a relationship-type thing and not something huge, then why would you keep moaning on about it? Haha and Ii'm sooo guilty of doing that, but when you think about it, maybe you would regret not doing it more. Like, right now, something that I didn't do is a much bigger regret.

If someone does something shitty to you, it's not always your fault for being oblivious. I mean, yes, you may have been naiive, but if the person did nothing that might make you suspect them being a total dog, it's not your fault. They're sort of just a jackass for leading you on and maybe you can just move on and put it all the hell behind you. Blocking stuff out works damn good when you have this philosophy.

And now, I'm trying to get to my general point...alright, so basically, I think I may be regressing to a previous mind state thing. It wasn't that long ago that I was in this frame of mind.

BLAHHHHHHH stuff. I can't focus on this. Off to...whatever.

Philosophy: The Sequel.

Let me start out with this is not an attack on anybody. I lurrrve the person who made the post which I am responding to, but I have an opinion that I would like to state:

-My wardrobe does indulge in slutty clothing sometimes, though Uggs are made of dead animals so they are BADDDD.
-I am involved in no extracurriculars.
-The few talents I have are abstract, and I rarely display them. Which makes it sound like it's prostitution or something but seriously it's not lol.
-I don't even know if I'm GOING to college, much less what I would do once I got the hell out.
-Intimate relationships are extremely appealing to me. Not TOOOOO intimate, but y'know.
-I want to help the world, and I know what reforms I would make, but I don't think I'm informed enough to know that they would work.
-I am irresponsible, and my leadership skills basically sum up to bossy.
-Isn't spreading yourself out and experiencing life healthy?? Isn't all that matters that you enjoy something, no matter how well you do it?
-"We don't need no education!/We don't need no thought control!"
-Hah, well, I do in fact settle for mediocrity if I don't care about the subject.
-Oh, cmon. It's the 21st century over here. Unless you live in a tree, material objects (which include textbooks, instruments, even classrooms) are important. I agree, however, that they should under no curcumstances be considered more important than those we care about.
-Aren't we all on our way to doom, by such logic?
-Some people love sports. Not me, personally, but there's nothing wrong with them until you start caring.
-Parents should be handled with extreme caution, like dynomite.
***THIS IS THE IMPORTANT PART***
-Despite such principles, I am not a bad person.

And now for some philosophy of my own:

When you take life too seriously, when you eschew things that evoke emotion, when you think that pure hatred of the world's problems will solve them, you will end up painted into a corner. Maybe some people LOVE feild hockey and soccer, maybe college isn't right for them. Hell, most people don't even know yet what they are going to do when they get out of high school, much less when they get out of college. If a 16-year-old is too young for a romantic relationship, isn't that same 16-year-old much too young to make decisions about IMPORTANT things like college and that? Hate doesn't motivate, nor does intimidation. All it will do is break down and discourage. Hell, dude, I don't think I'm a bad person because i'm generally apathetic. I care about some things, but I don't get manic. Because when I do that, when any person does that, they will not end up happy.

And happiness is key.

A Really Amazing Song

Eve 6 - Anytime.mp...

looooove it

A Little Bit O' Nothin.

Homecoming dresses....angst...lol.

Help me out here!

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or

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You don't have to be going to homecoming to say.

Boredom TO DA MAX!!!!

BEST EVER

HARRY POTTERNESS!!

Second-to-last day of summer...dammit....anywayssss....

Pic brought to you by the brains of me and my brother and the photoshopping of Tim!!! Yayyy!!! (We were listening to the book on cd version of HP 7 on the way up and we were mocking the dude's way of saying Snape...hahaha...)

Whaaat?

The Princess Diaries officially has too many books. Seriously, EIGHT, and the last four or five have kind of sucked. And in the last book, the author screwed over every single one of her characters...and ended in a freaking annoying cliffhanger.

What happened to the Mia from the first book? I didn't want to strangle *her*. Actually, the new and improved Mia...I don't want to strangle her. I want to beat her up until she stops acting like such a freak. AUGH!!! Seriously. She's an idiot. Also, if she gets back with her boyfriend in the next book, it'll suck cuz Meg Cabot has already convinced us that she's perfect with the other guy. But then, if she DOESNT get back together with the boyfriend, it'll also totally suck because you're so USED to that dude just BEING there. Even though he's sort of an asshole now. Oh, well, so is she. Grrrrrr.

Note to self: if you ever get published, don't make the same mistake as Meg Cabot and OVERWRITE a seiries. It's annoying and a bad habit of hers.

Kyle XY!!!!!

I AM OBSESSED!!!!!

Wheeeeeeeeeeee, it's so funny. It's like, put hormones in a clueless alien (only not really) boy, and mix him with normal person. And the steriotypical religious-but-hot girl who Kyle is of course massivley in love with. And the religiously drunk grandfather ("Scotch plus Bible equals question mark??") who was only just introduced. Oh, and Kyle's female counterpart. Who APPARENTLY is the one who offed Kyle's foster sister...DUDE. And the evil man, who's going to kill that woman's insanley cute little daughter. They are SO SO SOSOSOSOSOSOSO evil!! And Declan is hot. How do you spell that again? Deklan? Deklin? Declin? AUGH! Hahahaha...if you have any questions how this show works, ask me. I WILL explain it.

Sit and Miss

So I'm bad at just sitting and missing someone. How do you do that? It's so bad. It's just stupid. I mean, you're just supposed to sit there and be sad like this? How? How do you not go crazy?

But then again...I can't do anything else.

Little Miss Sunshine

So I finally watched Little Miss Sunshine, and it's nowhere near as overrated as most things that win/are nominated for stuff are. Abigail Breslin (Olive) was so cute. Actually, too cute. She was starting to annoy the crap out of me until she did that a-zamming dance. The dad was okay, totally amazingly annoying. Toni Colette (the mom) looked SO crazily skinny. And BLONDE!!! I didn't even know it was her until I IMDb'ed it. She was good at being emotional, but what else is new? The grandpa was soooooooo funny, and Dwayne was sweet but a little bland. Steve Carell is my hero for making depressed/suicidal/cutter uncle funny and heartbreaking at the same time. All in all, this movie proves that VW Vans rule, Steve Carell is still my hero, and and men will not notice a dead body in the back of your trunk if they spot some porn first.

You've Got Tom Hanks!

So my sister has taken over the TV, and she chose You've Got Mail, which I watched by accident with her one time. And let me just say that it is the most ridiculous thing I have *ever* watched.

If you're lucky enough not to have seen it, here's the plot: Free-spirited Village girl who runs charming little bookstore (Meg Ryan) meets sleazy rich guy building bookstore warehouse
(Tom Hanks). Meet online. Send e-mails. Love each other. Unknowingly meet in real life. Hate each other. Rich guy and Villiage girl have bookstore battles. Rich guy puts Village girl out of buisness. Rich guy proves that he's a total sleazy idiot. AND THEY STILL FALL IN LOVE!!!

So. Freaking. Annoying. Tom Hanks is ugly, too. Hahaha.

I'm Up, I'm Up...dated.

so, here i am. Updating. At fucking 8:30 in the morning.

You see, it's my sister's birthday today. Apparently they beleive that this changes the fact that i need to sleep. I even told them all yesterday that they could open the freaking presents without me; i didn't care. For some reason, listening to me proved an alien concept to anyone in my family, and at 8 o'clock my brother and sister were poking me and laughing. When I didn't respond well to that, they went off to tell on me to my dad. He woke me up and is mad at me because I told him I hated them, which considering that they woke me up in the crappiest way imaginable and how my sister won't shut the hell up about how she's getting her damn phone a year earlier than I did because HER grades are perfect, isn't a totally inacurate statement. Seventeen minutes later, I was back upstairs and, like I knew was going to happen, I can't fall back asleep. I mean, I've seen her open twelve years worth of presents (i was asleep downstairs for this one). Why the hell do i need to see someone tear wrapping paper off boxes? Why does my mom see it as so horribly insensitive that I would rather sleep in, have her open the presents at the exact time SHE wants to, and have me in a good mood when I get up, thus making her birthday that much better instead of watching my sister scream over gifts that in a couple of weeks she'll forget she owns (besides the cell phone, of course. My dad the genius put us on a shared minutes plan and she's already been berating me about not using "her minutes" for weeks) and be in a shitty mood for the rest of the day?

As you can see, I have a reason to hate my family.

Guess What?

I have, like, no interest in this anymore. Seriously.

Guess what else? I didnt get to sleep until twoish. So I have, like, no interest in anything.

Wow, Finals Are Stressful.

Sorry for dissing, Poe. I just took it out on you cuz I was tired of finals and shit.

Anyways.

Check my blog this summer, I might start a new story, or at least posting more frequently.

Icky Thump is AMAZING.

Last Straw, and It's Pink!

Joe.

Go get your own damn blog, or i will delete any posts as long as that.

Plus, "Weird little grils?"

Also, My Chemical Romance is not my favorite but not the worst. If you only listen to the "hits", you get what most strictly pop-centric listeners like. Those are usually not the best.
And ew. If you EVER hear me raving about the Red Hot Chilli Peppers, shoot me. In fact, I rarely rave about anything. I personally think that those guys suck, and My Chemical Romance is only good if you don't take them seriously.

And you can't say that you can't see how snobby, judgemental, hypocritical and elitist your comments sound. I'm not mad or trying to insult you, I'm just exercising my vocabulary.

Augh. Finals, anyone?

Channel Flipping.

Best thing ever: this stupid show in NY about jewels. Lots of dead air, and some redneck guy who looks like mr. foreman. He's really excited about jewelry for a man. Then six more channels of snow. Then some show about how apparently they made the Halocaust place into a museam. Ew. Then sports. Three more snow channels. Walmart commercial. C-Span about tuberculosis. A little snow. Travel show, biker in spandex shorts flirting with the host. Ew. Weather channel, and there's a hurricane. Local Marine Forecast. Commercial for a baseball bat ("BAY-UM! BAY-UM!"). It is a pretty friggin cool bat, though. CNN...Oh no! Someone dumped tires off the coast!!! It's killing everything! How the hell did the government APPROVE that??? CourtTv, Animal Planet...ew. Bugs. Some home makeover show...on a channel called fuse. MTV2. It looks like Punk'd. Oh, hey, yeah it is Punk'd. Here's something to watch. Hey, where the freak is Ashton?? We have a BOND, and I can tell when he's not there.

**EDIT**

Joe, I never complained about finals. Just Social Stuides and its boringness.

Even The Most Ordinary Of Moments....

....can be cause for a story. Who knew that Social Studies (and related activities) would give me anything but a headache?

Nervousness

My stupid, stupid neighbor. It's like she KNEW I just blew all my money on a dress and black heels or something and decided to pounce while she had the chance. Because even though I've been gradually backing out of babysitting everyone except for Leah(every monday and tuesday) and this other family with those totally cute kids, Tyler and Brad(ocassionally, mostly in the summer), I'm still babysitting today at noon. Not only that, but I'm babysitting for someone who STILL hasent gotten me and my sister straight. I mean, okay, maybe FOUR YEARS AGO when we still looked a LITTLE BIT SIMILAR, it would have been a little more excusable. But now she's known us FOREVER, and she and her kids still call us both Emma.

But that's not all. No, we're also babysitting them at the POOL.

Are you KIDDING ME?!?! It's like normal babysitting but with drowning! Emma is a lot more responsible than I am, and she's done it before, and all, but I'm obviously going to be expected to do SOMETHING. And I know that this is like the epitome of stupid girliness to say this, but I just did my nails yesterday! And not like normal did my nails either. This one took a lot of work. I saw these instructions on this website on how to do your nails really cool, and here's what I had to do: Paint my nails white. Do like a million coats. Wait for that to dry. Sharpie them blue. Print out little Union Jacks. Glue them on my nails. Wait for that to dry. Put a couple of coats of sparkles on them. Wait for THAT to dry.

AUGH.

One Year!

I have officially had my blog for a whole year now!! It's so crazy, because SO much has changed since then. Jeez, it's nuts. I've learned some lessons, I'm in high school, and I'm sans about seven inches of hair. People who I used to like or was friends with or whatever are now repulsive to me, and vice versa. I don't have as much to say, but what I do say has a little more substance and a little less blahblahblah. Sooooooo...yeah.

Crayyyzeeeee....