Remember to always be yourself. Unless you suck. Wise words, Joss Whedon, wise words. This is my totally awesome blog. Enjoy!
I think we should all celebrate by taking a moment to appreciate Robert Pattinson’s attitude and I’m laughing so much right now.
JUST ALL THAT HE IS.
I’m going to miss this
He is my favourite not-vampire
Respect +10000, level up.
What did the broken football coach say to the broken vending machine?
Give me my QUARTERBACK.
One of my besties likes to tell me jokes:)
My title kinda just summarized my life. I have, among so many other obsessions, an obsession with puns. I love corny jokes so much that I can’t stand how funny they are and I wish more people told me some! One of my really good friends loves to tell me jokes so he will be providing almost all the jokes that I shall dutifully pass on to you! And, if not, at least I can create an awesome database of mildly amusing jokes for my entertainment later:)
Here’s a snippet!
Why can’t you trust an atom?
Because they make up everything!
Hello world! Back here in reality, we have a lot of homework to do. I know, people complaining is never fun, but I’ll try.
Just thought I’d nonchalantly (I use this loosely) that I VEHEMENTLY HATE PHYSICS WITH EVERY MOLECULE OF MY TANGIBLE BEING AND EVEN MY METAPHYSICAL BEING. I HATE EVERY FORMULA, CONCEPT, AND FORCE THAT COMES ALONG WITH IT. IT SUCKS. IF I COULD I WOULD STRANGLE IT WITH MY BARE HANDS, AND AS VIOLENTLY AS POSSIBLE. THAT IS, IF IT WERE TANGIBLE AND ALIVE. IF IT WERE TANGIBLE AND ALIVE I WOULD KILL IT. WITH MY HANDS. BECAUSE I HATE IT. IT SUCKS. MY ARGUMENT MAY BECOME REDUNDANT NOW BECAUSE THAT IS ALL. I HATE IT. A LOT. GOD I HATE IT. OKAY. I THINK I’M DONE. CALMING DOWN….
and i’m good. as an apology for using way too many caps, i will not use caps for the rest of this post, which makes me happy because i hate having to use caps and follow grammar rules. anyways, i tried bribing my sister to help me with physics, but she refused because she hates physics. guess it’s a fam thing. anyways…there’s my rant. hope you hate physics, too. lots of frustrated love, meeeee. bye friends
It’s Friday, and my school is starting again on Monday. and I’m freaking out guys!! I don’t want to go back! There was so much I was supposed to do but I never got around to because I got distracted (Netflix.) and I now have two days to do everything. I have so much homework and I was supposed to look at college stuff (which terrifies me and therefore prevents me from getting ANYTHING done. I was supposed to make phone calls and hang out with people and bake stuff and all I did was let myself get distracted (Netflix.) and read a few books, which everyone keeps forgetting to mention. My dad told me I was a bum today, because I don’t do anything, and I was like, have you seen me the rest of the year? I do a lot. and I think I deserve to be a bum whenever I can. Unfortunately, this break was not the best time to be bummy? (be bummed haha oh got it! and that really BUMmed me out! hahahahaha! anyways) and in retrospect, I should have done a lot more. Oh well. I guess not. Maybe next year? Good plan! haha:)
So Monday will be my wonderfully awaited return to reality. yay. You can tell I’m real excited. Eh. The thing about procrastination is that everyone does it. So I know, really soon, everyone will be texting me and asking me about assignments they know I know about. And I’ll have to answer them. Or will I? Earlier, my best friend’s ex-boyfriend (who actually has been my friend longer than I’ve even known my best friend) texted me asking me about a particular assignment that I don’t really know about anyways. And the way he did it. I just—didn’t appreciate it. He didn’t say hi or anything, just asked me the question, which I hate. And, if people are asking for help, they should be a little nicer and not expect me to always give them the answers they want. I didn’t even bother to reply, I mean, why should I? Usually people are like, hi, how are you, sorry to bother you, etc. If he had said any of those things, I would have gladly helped and then have been like,oh it’s no problem. But, no. I’m not just here to answer people’s questions; that makes me feel used, which I don’t appreciate. So, ha.
I should really do my homework. You know, I love learning. I really do. I love reading and learning new things. I don’t even get to learn at school. I just get busy work and a lot of homework to do. And our schedule is so stupid. I’m in high school, right, so you’d think they’d be smart enough to come up with a schedule that would get students ready for college or at least something, right, but no. I feel like I’m in a giant middle school. They say they won’t baby us but when we try to do something they discourage it, because not everyone can do that. Why would I want a socialized school system. I know we have advanced, then pre-ap, then ap classes, but I get idiots in my ap classes. Even in the pre-ap classes. It’s ridiculous. And I mean on offense to them, really (okay a little) , but I won’t tell them. I won’t admit it out loud, but I’m actually secretly (but not so secretly) a really passive-aggressive person. I used to think I was a pacifist (because I don’t do confrontation) but then I realized that I only didn’t do confrontation because I always have to think of the repercussions of everything and I know it’d be bad. I don’t fear confrontation. I fear getting in trouble. Getting reprimanded. I hate that: when I can feel people’s disappointment staring me in the face. It weakens me. I need people’s approval. And I can’t handle disappointment of any kind. I hate being disappointed, but I hate disappointing more. And that’s that.
Oh, man, I have to work, and I’m only still writing because I feel productive doing this and I’m using it as an excuse to not do my work. But I’m a firm believer in hard work paying off, and it just stinks because I can always picture myself at the end, being successful, that I forget how much work it actually takes to be successful. I don’t know. Anyways, homework calls! Bye, friends!