My mom was told today when her last day would be, November second. In some ways we're both very upset but in others... We're not. That job was terrible and hopefully her next one won't be. Which brings me to school: I'm adjusting to how much I hate it, I walk the halls with my head hung low. But I'm doing well in my classes (Other than Geography) and I have this weird feeling that I'm better than everyone else... Like I'm in on a secret that none of them know. I think it comes from my success in algebra, I haven't done so well in math since sixth grade so the fact that I got 100% on our last test... That made me really happy.
It probably helps that people think I'm hardcore for piercing my own Bridge. Just because I don't fit into their little cliques and I happen to enjoy the musical styling of Fall Out Boy and Bowling For Soup doesn't mean that I'm worse than they are or I am not allowed to be just as loud as they are.I wrote about the fair earlier, well I went yesterday. I got a second and a third and For Now and Down with "Beauty" . Problem I have with that? They're both in the same category and On Cloud Nine is amazing and honestly? Better than many photos there. The fair was a blast, I took Chiny on her first Fun House, and on all the carnival rides she's always been afraid to ride. We got our makeup done, it was all flashy and nice. She got like tangerine orange and I got 'icing' but I already had on orange/brown eyeshadow so it wasn't very blue. I bought some because I'm nice. We got all gangster dancing around to rap that sampled Crazy Train (ayyy ayyy ayyy.) Oh, there 
was this one photo in the gallery that really got to me... it didn't win anything... I think it deserved at least an honorable mention, it gave me chills. So even though they didn't win a prize, I just wanted to say that their photo was stunning and very personal and I am amazed that they were willing to enter it into the fair. For the people who can't tell what it is, it's a girl binding herself (to look like a boy.) I guess the judges were appalled by such an act. But I don't care, I loved it and I actually looked up the artist to tell them how incredible I thought it was. I hope she doesn't mind too much. Dealing with gender identity issues of my own and my friend's it was really ground breaking to see. But enough about someone else's work, haha.
I recently saw the movie "Hot Fuzz" And... Oh My God. That was an amazing movie; not because 'LOLZFUNNI' but because it had a good plot line, amazing camera work, and pretty great acting. I wasn't expecting all of the gore that was packaged into this film. I mean, Moses! I had a feeling there would be dying... But I really didn't expect to watch a rock fall onto a man's head causing it to explode! Nor was I expecting to see a woman's jugular cut into with gardening sheers! But it wasn't to a point where I wanted to puke, it was tasteful (well... as tasteful a horror/comedy can get.) Eh, the next subject can't be worked in to this other than I watched the movie with Brighton.
Okay so, Brighton is one of my best friends (as most know) and I am extremely protective of her. And she's had a far-away crush on this kid for a long time. It turns out he goes to my school and I found him on the MOISPASSE. I sent her the link because I knew how much she liked him, and I like to see her happy. Well of course they get along great but I get this terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach that he's not as great as she'd like to think. He's 16 and she's 14. It's not that big of a difference, I know. But when he offers her rides and all this other shit, I always think of the worst images that really shouldn't be running through my head. Him taking advantage of her, him getting in a car wreck, all of these awful things. Part of it is jealousy, she already has friends at MY school, not just that but JUNIORS nonetheless. I haven't even really made friends with any freshmen. Another part of it is my hatred of the third wheel, I'm going to be dragged to a poetry reading at 9 PM to sit there and feel uncomfortable. I'm not that artsy, I'm sorry! I don't like to hear people's dreary storiesss. But I guess I'll bare through it because I care about her. I don't want him giving her a ride home though, they'll just be meeting! My mom will be picking me up, and her as well. I don't care, I just don't care.
Ach, okay this has gone from a blog to a teenage rant. Next thing you'll know is 'OH MY GOD I'M FAT AND I WANT TO MARRY PETE WENTZ.'
ew.
(sorry for the shitty color coding, I didn't like how difficult it was to find the paragraphs.)
bysies.
was this one photo in the gallery that really got to me... it didn't win anything... I think it deserved at least an honorable mention, it gave me chills. So even though they didn't win a prize, I just wanted to say that their photo was stunning and very personal and I am amazed that they were willing to enter it into the fair. For the people who can't tell what it is, it's a girl binding herself (to look like a boy.) I guess the judges were appalled by such an act. But I don't care, I loved it and I actually looked up the artist to tell them how incredible I thought it was. I hope she doesn't mind too much. Dealing with gender identity issues of my own and my friend's it was really ground breaking to see. But enough about someone else's work, haha.I recently saw the movie "Hot Fuzz" And... Oh My God. That was an amazing movie; not because 'LOLZFUNNI' but because it had a good plot line, amazing camera work, and pretty great acting. I wasn't expecting all of the gore that was packaged into this film. I mean, Moses! I had a feeling there would be dying... But I really didn't expect to watch a rock fall onto a man's head causing it to explode! Nor was I expecting to see a woman's jugular cut into with gardening sheers! But it wasn't to a point where I wanted to puke, it was tasteful (well... as tasteful a horror/comedy can get.) Eh, the next subject can't be worked in to this other than I watched the movie with Brighton.
Okay so, Brighton is one of my best friends (as most know) and I am extremely protective of her. And she's had a far-away crush on this kid for a long time. It turns out he goes to my school and I found him on the MOISPASSE. I sent her the link because I knew how much she liked him, and I like to see her happy. Well of course they get along great but I get this terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach that he's not as great as she'd like to think. He's 16 and she's 14. It's not that big of a difference, I know. But when he offers her rides and all this other shit, I always think of the worst images that really shouldn't be running through my head. Him taking advantage of her, him getting in a car wreck, all of these awful things. Part of it is jealousy, she already has friends at MY school, not just that but JUNIORS nonetheless. I haven't even really made friends with any freshmen. Another part of it is my hatred of the third wheel, I'm going to be dragged to a poetry reading at 9 PM to sit there and feel uncomfortable. I'm not that artsy, I'm sorry! I don't like to hear people's dreary storiesss. But I guess I'll bare through it because I care about her. I don't want him giving her a ride home though, they'll just be meeting! My mom will be picking me up, and her as well. I don't care, I just don't care.
Ach, okay this has gone from a blog to a teenage rant. Next thing you'll know is 'OH MY GOD I'M FAT AND I WANT TO MARRY PETE WENTZ.'
ew.
(sorry for the shitty color coding, I didn't like how difficult it was to find the paragraphs.)
bysies.
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