Lots of Rants About Random Stuff
Financial crisis averted, by the way. I'm sorry for the unecessary spazzage, but I kinda had a rough week. Um, not that it's much of an excuse or anything.
A few people expressed distress at my distress. o__O I have money. I can make it to Rebecca's play. All is well with the world.
And then I added...
Y'know, there really is a reason that bad dubbing night has become such an enduring tradition. Even though we hardly ever do anything productive, it's almost necessary for us to have that unwinding period. Well, it's necessary for me at least. I get to the point that I never want my friends to go home. Tonight we decorated my Christmas tree while listening to Enya and Nightwish. We just talked for three hours, sitting in the dark with the Christmas lights illuminating the living room listening to quiet, background music. Although Caily had to go home around ten or so, Leslie, Lici, Cat and Gregory stayed until midnight. God, after this week (in which nothing serious happened, I just got anxiety for no reason) a nice wind-down session was what I really needed.
After living with Leslie, Caily and Adam for a year or so, and then going on to move in with Rebecca (and possibly Gregory if we ever convince him- c'mon, communal living is fun! You know it!), I don't know how I'll ever manage to live on my own ever again. I mean, honestly- when my Dad's not home I go into his room, turn the TV on and then close the door so it feels like he's home.
Wow, I'm really in the Holiday spirit. I'm feeling all mushy and sentimental on the inside, the former or which is certainly rare. It's times like this I realize that I honestly have the best friends in the entire world. Not that I'm saying my friends are necessarily better than other people's friends, just that they're the best people in the world for me. It's really funny how we kind of go about toting our friendship above other teenagers though. I find that most of the Posse tends to get this: "OMG! Our friendship is so much deeper than your pathetic friendships! LOL!" attitude. And I don't know what I'm trying to say. I just love my friends- I guess tonight was just one of those times I realized that my friends really do keep me going. -___-;;
And I especially love Ashley since she's getting me a new computer. ^____^ I'll forgive her if she refers to me as a man in her yearbook quote...
Speaking of yearbook, we finally got the blurb sheets to fill in. I decided, as per usual, to not be serious at all about this. It's not like I'm buying a yearbook or anything. Why the hell would I want a book full of memories that aren't mine? I decided that in the New Year I'm going to put together a "Posse Yearbook" consisting of basically... our lunch table. ^___^ Most people I told this to didn't get it immediatley, but Leslie and Dawn were instantly estatic about it, so I figure I'll at least have some help on this project. ^__^
Anyways, because I (perhaps misguidingly) think I'm interesting, here's what I'm submitting for my yearbook blurbs.
Grad Write Ups
I really hate it when people try to refer to all their friends with initials. Hey G.T.! Awesome party last night, man! *grumbles* They tell you to summarize your High School experience, but I honestly couldn't think of any positive words.
I could tell the truth, but I'd much rather lie. This school is the finest education establishment in the city and I thoroughly enjoyed my time here. I found the students to be charming and intelligent, and the classes to be invigoratingly informative. I regret that I must go, but alas- life is sorrow and sorrow is what I truly feel in the depths of my very deep soul. And the sky is green.
I really hope more than three people catch the sarcasm. I tried to make it as blunt as I could. If it had been any blunter, it would have been a 180 degree angle. And that was a really, really bad metaphor.
Famous Last Words:
"Two wrongs *do* make a right! It may not work morally, but mathematically it's sound!"
I have to check this one with Colin since I didn't actually say it *cough*, but it's my favorite quote in the entire world. So yeah.
Best Reason for Skipping Class:
"I accidently created a time paradox that destroyed the Universe for exactly sixty minutes!"
Most Embarassing Moment:
"There was this one thing that was so demeaning that thinking about it will cause me to go into catatonic shock. So I won't."
Weirdest thing that has happened to you at the West:
"Well, there was that time with the zombies in the chem lab, but I'm not supposed to talk about that."
Best Song to Describe Your High School Experience:
Life is a Lemon and I Want my Money Back- Meatloaf
I'd like to be voted most eccentric grade 12 girl, and it just might happen- Ashley told me that almost her entire class was asking about my name so they could vote me o__O I am widely known as "The girl with the really big hat!" Yay my hat. My friends, of course, aside from most eccenric have also been voting me "Most Devoted to the Mirror". I can't understand why they don't just call it "Most Vain" or "Most Narcisstic". Is "Devoted to the Mirror" the politically correct way of saying "vain" or something.
Anyways, the point it- well, I didn't really have a point. I just feel like writing a lot of stuff tonight. ^___^ We were talking about livejournal tonight- Leslie can't stand it because she thinks people should just communicate through other methods. I agree to some extent- but I don't think there's any problem with just ranting about what you did on a good week, or incoherently venting anger on lj. It's just when people try to use lj to state important information, or solve a problem, or tell someone some bad news. It's even worse when people rant about their life expecting some sort of pity from internet buddies that they'll never get from their real friends or family. There is no possibility of seeing more than one side on the internet.
And stuff. I'm tired of writing stuff. I'm just tired in general, but I really doubt I can sleep. I feel... bland. I don't want to go to bed because I'll be bored. That honestly is the stupidest reason in the world to stay up unreasonably late- honestly, even I think it's ridiculous and I'm the person who once slept downstairs because she kept imagining someone sawing through her ceiling and shooting her with a machine gun. But anxiety kept me up all night this week, and now that I'm happy again I feel totally, completely blank. I have all my problems sorted out and I'm a bit of a creative gutter. >___<
Well, I could go beat the second disc of Final Fantasy VII, but I have no desire to fight green-faced Hojo in the middle of the night. -__-;;
*gasp* Oh noooooz! I might have to do something productive with my time! The horror!
A few people expressed distress at my distress. o__O I have money. I can make it to Rebecca's play. All is well with the world.
And then I added...
Y'know, there really is a reason that bad dubbing night has become such an enduring tradition. Even though we hardly ever do anything productive, it's almost necessary for us to have that unwinding period. Well, it's necessary for me at least. I get to the point that I never want my friends to go home. Tonight we decorated my Christmas tree while listening to Enya and Nightwish. We just talked for three hours, sitting in the dark with the Christmas lights illuminating the living room listening to quiet, background music. Although Caily had to go home around ten or so, Leslie, Lici, Cat and Gregory stayed until midnight. God, after this week (in which nothing serious happened, I just got anxiety for no reason) a nice wind-down session was what I really needed.
After living with Leslie, Caily and Adam for a year or so, and then going on to move in with Rebecca (and possibly Gregory if we ever convince him- c'mon, communal living is fun! You know it!), I don't know how I'll ever manage to live on my own ever again. I mean, honestly- when my Dad's not home I go into his room, turn the TV on and then close the door so it feels like he's home.
Wow, I'm really in the Holiday spirit. I'm feeling all mushy and sentimental on the inside, the former or which is certainly rare. It's times like this I realize that I honestly have the best friends in the entire world. Not that I'm saying my friends are necessarily better than other people's friends, just that they're the best people in the world for me. It's really funny how we kind of go about toting our friendship above other teenagers though. I find that most of the Posse tends to get this: "OMG! Our friendship is so much deeper than your pathetic friendships! LOL!" attitude. And I don't know what I'm trying to say. I just love my friends- I guess tonight was just one of those times I realized that my friends really do keep me going. -___-;;
And I especially love Ashley since she's getting me a new computer. ^____^ I'll forgive her if she refers to me as a man in her yearbook quote...
Speaking of yearbook, we finally got the blurb sheets to fill in. I decided, as per usual, to not be serious at all about this. It's not like I'm buying a yearbook or anything. Why the hell would I want a book full of memories that aren't mine? I decided that in the New Year I'm going to put together a "Posse Yearbook" consisting of basically... our lunch table. ^___^ Most people I told this to didn't get it immediatley, but Leslie and Dawn were instantly estatic about it, so I figure I'll at least have some help on this project. ^__^
Anyways, because I (perhaps misguidingly) think I'm interesting, here's what I'm submitting for my yearbook blurbs.
Grad Write Ups
I really hate it when people try to refer to all their friends with initials. Hey G.T.! Awesome party last night, man! *grumbles* They tell you to summarize your High School experience, but I honestly couldn't think of any positive words.
I could tell the truth, but I'd much rather lie. This school is the finest education establishment in the city and I thoroughly enjoyed my time here. I found the students to be charming and intelligent, and the classes to be invigoratingly informative. I regret that I must go, but alas- life is sorrow and sorrow is what I truly feel in the depths of my very deep soul. And the sky is green.
I really hope more than three people catch the sarcasm. I tried to make it as blunt as I could. If it had been any blunter, it would have been a 180 degree angle. And that was a really, really bad metaphor.
Famous Last Words:
"Two wrongs *do* make a right! It may not work morally, but mathematically it's sound!"
I have to check this one with Colin since I didn't actually say it *cough*, but it's my favorite quote in the entire world. So yeah.
Best Reason for Skipping Class:
"I accidently created a time paradox that destroyed the Universe for exactly sixty minutes!"
Most Embarassing Moment:
"There was this one thing that was so demeaning that thinking about it will cause me to go into catatonic shock. So I won't."
Weirdest thing that has happened to you at the West:
"Well, there was that time with the zombies in the chem lab, but I'm not supposed to talk about that."
Best Song to Describe Your High School Experience:
Life is a Lemon and I Want my Money Back- Meatloaf
I'd like to be voted most eccentric grade 12 girl, and it just might happen- Ashley told me that almost her entire class was asking about my name so they could vote me o__O I am widely known as "The girl with the really big hat!" Yay my hat. My friends, of course, aside from most eccenric have also been voting me "Most Devoted to the Mirror". I can't understand why they don't just call it "Most Vain" or "Most Narcisstic". Is "Devoted to the Mirror" the politically correct way of saying "vain" or something.
Anyways, the point it- well, I didn't really have a point. I just feel like writing a lot of stuff tonight. ^___^ We were talking about livejournal tonight- Leslie can't stand it because she thinks people should just communicate through other methods. I agree to some extent- but I don't think there's any problem with just ranting about what you did on a good week, or incoherently venting anger on lj. It's just when people try to use lj to state important information, or solve a problem, or tell someone some bad news. It's even worse when people rant about their life expecting some sort of pity from internet buddies that they'll never get from their real friends or family. There is no possibility of seeing more than one side on the internet.
And stuff. I'm tired of writing stuff. I'm just tired in general, but I really doubt I can sleep. I feel... bland. I don't want to go to bed because I'll be bored. That honestly is the stupidest reason in the world to stay up unreasonably late- honestly, even I think it's ridiculous and I'm the person who once slept downstairs because she kept imagining someone sawing through her ceiling and shooting her with a machine gun. But anxiety kept me up all night this week, and now that I'm happy again I feel totally, completely blank. I have all my problems sorted out and I'm a bit of a creative gutter. >___<
Well, I could go beat the second disc of Final Fantasy VII, but I have no desire to fight green-faced Hojo in the middle of the night. -__-;;
*gasp* Oh noooooz! I might have to do something productive with my time! The horror!