Monday, March 23, 2009
I'm frustrated.
I don't get angry easily as much as before, but now I have every freaking reason to get pissed off. Everyone loves to take advantage of me, and I'm way to damn nice to everyone. I've tried to stop, but it's straneous. And not physically, of course. People tend to walk all over me and then when I try not to get stomped all over, always telling myself "alright, this is the last time." That's foolish. It isn't the last time. But now I feel like it is.for some reason, there's a certain person that always gets angry at me. For no particular reason she just gets ... Angry. Oh well, things happen. I can live, especially after realizing who my true friends are. I'm ready for it world, bring it on.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Am I the only person that thinks Ne-yo is so fantastic?
What talent, dude.
Anywho,
My birthday was last friday. I can't complain, really. some people would've wanted a party or have a nightclub throw them some event, which is proposterous, but I had a great time. Who knew Denny's would be so awesome for a birthday? it was wonderful, and the fact that everyone showed up, made it all better. I really can't complain about my friends.
On another note, I can tell my life is going to get better. I don't know, I just sense it. I'm getting a new phone tomorrow, I'm training with Lisbett on Wednesdays and Mondays, and Friday I'm cutting my hair. I'm rather excited.
Next Saturday I have a fashion show, I've never been in one, and I'm really pumped about it. Hopefully all goes well, and I hope I don't curse this week or the next. Something in my gut tells me it's going to be sick 2 weeks. and on top of that, Spring Break is coming soon. can life get any better?
Negative thing about this weekend : Sunburn on the back of my legs. ONLY. in like, certain parts. it looks like I got an island stencil and decided to draw the 7 continents on the back of my leg. I don't know how that functions, but my unproportional body brings along unproportional events.
Anywho,
My birthday was last friday. I can't complain, really. some people would've wanted a party or have a nightclub throw them some event, which is proposterous, but I had a great time. Who knew Denny's would be so awesome for a birthday? it was wonderful, and the fact that everyone showed up, made it all better. I really can't complain about my friends.
On another note, I can tell my life is going to get better. I don't know, I just sense it. I'm getting a new phone tomorrow, I'm training with Lisbett on Wednesdays and Mondays, and Friday I'm cutting my hair. I'm rather excited.
Next Saturday I have a fashion show, I've never been in one, and I'm really pumped about it. Hopefully all goes well, and I hope I don't curse this week or the next. Something in my gut tells me it's going to be sick 2 weeks. and on top of that, Spring Break is coming soon. can life get any better?
Negative thing about this weekend : Sunburn on the back of my legs. ONLY. in like, certain parts. it looks like I got an island stencil and decided to draw the 7 continents on the back of my leg. I don't know how that functions, but my unproportional body brings along unproportional events.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
I'm tired. I've actually been pretty golly this week, but extremely stressed with this whole film. Which, we finally finished filming. it was a one day thing, 12 noon till 10 p.m. then IHOP with the cast and crew,meaning:
- going to sleep at 3 a.m , oblivious to
- the time changes. Why the hell do we need time changes? I heard it's some crap about saving daylight, no big deal, we're killing the earth every second that passes by anyway.
- on top of being oblivious to the time change, waking up at 9 a.m (when, in reality it was actually 8 a.m) to go to church;
And I honestly don't mind attending church, really. but, it's sleep. sleep is , my anti-drug. I guess I could state it that way.
Predominantly speaking, I can live today. I'm going to the annual latin jazz festival today, and I've been dying for that to come around. I know that cheers me up. Music always satisfies my repulsive mood. when I have them, to say the least.
On to something else, my birthday is on friday. I've learned that as years progress, and as you get older, you really don't care what you want people to buy you as a gift anymore. It always used to be dolls, or whatnot, now I asked my mom for a haircut. I really need a haircut. I look gruesome. harsh word, but seriously, my hair is exaggeratedly gruesome.
So that's basically all i've asked for. and a nice dinner with a handful of close friends would lavish my mood a bit.
as of this weekend? a very, derelict weekend.
bye ya'll.
- going to sleep at 3 a.m , oblivious to
- the time changes. Why the hell do we need time changes? I heard it's some crap about saving daylight, no big deal, we're killing the earth every second that passes by anyway.
- on top of being oblivious to the time change, waking up at 9 a.m (when, in reality it was actually 8 a.m) to go to church;
And I honestly don't mind attending church, really. but, it's sleep. sleep is , my anti-drug. I guess I could state it that way.
Predominantly speaking, I can live today. I'm going to the annual latin jazz festival today, and I've been dying for that to come around. I know that cheers me up. Music always satisfies my repulsive mood. when I have them, to say the least.
On to something else, my birthday is on friday. I've learned that as years progress, and as you get older, you really don't care what you want people to buy you as a gift anymore. It always used to be dolls, or whatnot, now I asked my mom for a haircut. I really need a haircut. I look gruesome. harsh word, but seriously, my hair is exaggeratedly gruesome.
So that's basically all i've asked for. and a nice dinner with a handful of close friends would lavish my mood a bit.
as of this weekend? a very, derelict weekend.
bye ya'll.