Absolutely ridiculous. Here I am, back in my hometown, when some old friends are like: "Hey, let's hang out at the mall." So I'm all for it, but I get a call from my mother saying I can't go unsupervised because she doesn't know these kids. What the hell? I thought maybe getting away from her for a few weeks would make her just a smidge less controling. SURPRISE. I was wrong.
Alright, rant time.
By the way... thank you guys so much for the comments! Makes it all so much better :)
By the way #2 - I'm listening to depressing Russian music, so thoughts might be a bit jumbled.
-Laughing gas, makes you giddy. I'm giddy. Ugh.
If you know me you know that religion has never played a large role in my life. It's never been part of whatever I've been trying to do with my life and I've never seen the need for it. Over the course of my life, I've met people who feel the same. We don't feel we need religion and haven't tried to. Some of them have tried out different religions and realized that none of them work out.
So one of my friend's saw that I had an Obama pin on my bag. She started flipping out with a group of people, because they think that McCain is better. I explained to her that I like Obama better, because the Democratic party is more inclusive of minorities and promotes civil rights compared to the GOP.
that's how rarely i am stressed and/or pissed off.
WARNING! WARNING! WARNING: LONG, POINTLESS, ANGRY RANT AHEAD. DO NOT CONTINUE IF YOU HAVE HEART PROBLEMS AND/OR SUFFER FROM VARIOUS ATTENTION ISSUES SUCH AS ADD, ADHD, OR ANY OF THE COMBINATIONS OF THOSE LETTERS. :D
Hey. You all remember the last journal entry I made, where I said I'm going to a Def Leppard/Styx/Foreigner concert on Wednesday? I'm sure you do. Well, I got things mixed up. It turns out the concert is TONIGHT, not tomorrow!! W00t! And since I'll be staying up really late, I'm staying home from school tomorrow, because I need my beauty rest. Yay!
My mom just told me these things:
1. She wants me to shave, because my legs look "terrible"
2. My father feels the same way
3. It is more "socially acceptable" to shave your legs
4. People are going to tease me when I go back to school because of my legs
5. I won't have any friends because of my hairy legs
6. It bothers her that my legs are hairy
I hate stupid people who spoil everything for people who want to enjoy reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by posting spoilers on the Internet. There are these people on YouTube who have posted comments on Harry Potter-related videos that completely spoil the plot of the seventh book! They even list the precise PAGE NUMBERS where characters die! Ugh. Assholes.
Ew, ew, ew.
Yah, the title says it all. I want to be a vegetarian. Lately whenever I've eaten hot dogs or pork chops and things like that, I've thought, "Ugh! This used to be an effing animal, and I'm eating it!" I want to stop eating meat. Blergh.
I came up with a list of some pretty ideas for Barbies that they would never make. I list some of them now and their description. Here we go!
You know what really bothers me? People who hate when certain politically incorrect words are used but go around using other extremely politically incorrect words...
For instance: gay people who hate use of the word "faggot" but feel free to call anything that they don't like "retarded". Give me a break.
I'm sort of going to "come out" to Oasis during this journal entry, I suppose.
So, on Friday I'm going to leave on a trip with my lesbian grandmothers. I'm going to go to Oregon, which is right above California, and since I live on the East Coast of the United States, that's going to be a loooooong plane flight. The trip's going to last for two and a half weeks. I'm kind of scared...
When I see something stupid and homophobic on facebook, etc., I usually can't stop myself from commenting on that. I did that on a facebook group called "Shakespeare likes the cokc." Now I'm getting hate mail. And it wouldn't be quite as bad if facebook was letting me reply to the latest message. Arg. It's ridiculously stupid and annoying. (These people, not facebook.)
I'm trying to get over my straight crush, and IT. IS. EFFING. HARD. I've had this gigantic crush on her for years now, ever since fifth grade. I've always had this tiny hope in the back of my mind that she might secretly be gay/bi and not realized it yet, but that small hope has been squashed by the terrible hammer of reality. (Yes, I'm going to stop using weird metaphors now.
When I carpooled home from school with my straight ex-crush today, I couldn't stop staring at her. Argh, I hate her so much! Why did she have to look so good?
i feel like i'm having a day-long brain fart....
like my brain simply decided to stop working today....
we had a moment of silence at 12:00 today, everyone was sitting in their desks and we were all really quiet, it was intense...
the the principal accidentally turned the pa off and we all had a good laugh.
Okay, so I'm over my straight crush.
I mean, it's not like I need a crush to complete me or anything, I just need to rant about my last crush and some possible ones. If you don't want to read a stupid, whiny rant, I suggest you don't continue here.