Showing posts with label pissed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pissed. Show all posts

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Rain Rain Go Away

Because I have to bike the trail Friday!

That was a spur of the moment rhyme...

Skillz!!

So today it was raining so I was tired. I actually did fall asleep on Geometry....whoops, sorry Mr. Lawrence. I don't think anyone noticed though, did it with my eyes opened.

I'm set for college! =p

I was so tired I forgot most of what I read for my history quiz.... =/

So I got my grammar finished in the IMC and when I was putting away my folder in art I noticed one of my sentences was wrong and I forgot my name. So I'm writing my name on it and then suddenly the paper slides out from under me into the hands of Mr. Mayer and he's shredding it into little tiny pieces.

"This isn't a study hall!"

I kinda just stared at him blankly with my mouth hung opened and he left.

I needed many hugs after that.

I told Mrs. Newcomer and she gave me another paper. Which for the record proves that she is a nice person...she just can't really teach that well is all.

Finished the movie in English....*sigh* Now we have to do real work....

Came home and Shannon gave me kisses! I think she loves me now! Yayz! I swear that dog has given me more kisses this month than in the past 2 years. I feel so loved. ^-^

Watched a few CSI episodes and stuff before reading the stuff for tomorrow (I only have to read something, not you guys, chill).

Dad came home and then we got into a fight about Cyrus because he wanted to know why we needed room for 3 bikes on the bike rack. He was all pissed that I was letting Cyrus borrow mine because his was broken...basically, the fight went like this:

dad: I thought Devlyn needed the bike
me: she has one now, and Cyrus hasn't had time to fix his
dad: well why is he going with you?!
me: because it's required if you're in vally voyages?
dad: I don't like you hanging out with him, like you're together or something...
me: we're not going out
dad: sure seems like it!
me: well we're not....
dad: what do you call it then?!
me: ummmm....having a friend that is a male?
dad: *humphs* guys only have one thing on their mind, and he's a senior too, and you're getting older.

But of course, he's always right and knows EVERYTHING! I'm secretly dating Cyrus and I'm gonna fuck him in the woods near the bike trail tomorrow. Yep, he's got it all figured out, I can't believe it.

-_-

I love how he trusts me.

Well I must go, bed early for biking tomorrow! Can't wait to see you all there!

Friday, October 10, 2008

Um....okay....

School was fun, now to the real news.

Football game talked to a lot of people. Gave out lots of hugs. The camera man caught Ryan holding me upside down, I'm really hoping that doesn't end up on TV. =p

Towards the end, Ryan and Erin started going at it. Ryan called Erin stupid and ugly, so Erin knocked his celly out of his hand and it fell down the bleachers. Ryan made Erin go get it, but then one of the parents gave it to us.

So Ryan sits down steaming and of course Erin and Max are stupid enough to come back....

Max was all like, "Waz goin on?"

Ryan was all like "I hate your girlfriend and you're gay"

and then Max mooned us. And not like for a second, for like, 2 whole minutes. It was disgusting, and there were parents and little kids and shit all over the place too. So then Ryan attempts to shove the mini megaphone up Max's ass, and then leaves.

Max left too and then came back later and was clueless at to why I was so pissed off. It was seriously not cool what he did. Sickening really. So I threw my Pepsi bottle at his dick and he kinda fell over.

Turns out Ryan told the cops too, and they got the wrong kid (sorry kid!) but I'm sure he's been let go.

I dunno about you guys, but that made me feel better.

Gerber drove me home. I thought it was funny how I didn't even need to tell his dad directions so I said out loud "Byran I think it's a little creepy that your dad knows where I live.... Just kidding Mr, Gerber!" and Mr. Gerber laughed and said "No no, you're right, I HAVE been stalking you after all" Me: "That's why I recognize this car!!"

=p

Well that was about it. To bed for Vally Voyages tomorrow.

Night loves.

ily.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Annnnooooyyyyiiiinnnngggg

That last blog postie title....

Jealouse?

>=)

Blah.

Last night Hero's Villains was on from 9-11. I thought when they said 2 hour premier they meant the extra stuff in the first hour (sneak previews, people cheering on the red carpet) and then the next the actually show.

Heh heh...wrong!

I was tired. Even more so my mom was sick so I stayed up and check on her every so often. Sleep wasn't really possible last night.

Which probably leads me to my sour mood this morning. But hey, when you got Ariel glomping on you or Gerber asking me every time I'm a little crabby if I'm freaking slitting my wrists again, you tend to get that way.

Physics I nearly fell asleep in. We did stuff with sounds. Then in math we went to the computer lab today to create our passwords for the online book. We also go tons of homework. Joy. Supposed to have a test tomorrow in his class too, but we're not gonna be their cuz he'll be driving the team to Windmill lakes, leaving us to have to make it up. Brilliant.

PE I was now excited because we were playing softball. Last night my dad and I played catch outside and I batted and I was actually better than I thought I was (skillz!). Well, we get out side, and I had brought my mitt mind you, and........we're playing with a freaking wiffle ball.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

......

Also Zak was being lazy and sat in the dugout. Anoyying. Sad. Shameful.

.....*sigh*.....

Spanish was boring. We were doing this thing with saying which subject pronoun when talking about a person or thing and everybody kept saying you, or we, in Spanish even the teacher told them 15 TIMES (yes I counted) that we were only using el, ella, ellos, and ellas.

Dumbasses.

History was okay. People complained about notes, very annoying. I can't wait till they get to college! =D ... -_-

Art we painted, I'm not very good, and I don't prefer painting but oh well.

Now, here's what really, really, really made my day.

English class the teacher was like "NAH NAH NAH I'VE HEARD THAT YOU GUYS HAVE BEEN TOLD BY OTHER CLASSES THAT WE HAVE A QUIZ OR SOMETHING BLAH BLAH AND THAT'S CHEATING BLAH BLAH AND I WON'T ACCEPT IT BLAH BLAH *blubber jiggles* SO I'M JUST GOING TO MAKE THE TEST HARDER FOR YOU BLAH BLAH NAH NAH BLAH NAH!!!!!"

I got a 3/10.

Ryan got a 1/10.

Fucking ridiculous.

There goes my good grade in that class.

Ugh, and Thursday that stupid consular lady or whatever is coming in. I hate her. She kicked me out of her office because when she asked me what college I was planning on going to I said 'which ever one will take me' and said that I had no future.

Isn't she a load of fun and inspiration.

Wrist was killing me today and worse, coach noticed. I want to play tomorrow too. Windmill is a great course and I know it well. Shot my best game there for crying out loud! If he gives me this, oh well your wrist, and there's always next year crap I'll slap him so hard his head will spin.

....and there goes my grade in math if that happens.....

=)

I'd like to add that stress seems to be on the shoulders of many people. I think a little "I don't care fuck it" attitude helps for some things. For example:

Devvy Chan rushed to English from PE (didn't even change and was so out of breath she looked sick) because they let them into the locker room right when the bell rang, and Lardell said he wouldn't sign out a pass.

1. he was probably meaning the guys
2. the teachers would understand, it happens a lot, no biggie

So if Devlyn would have taken her time, it would have been alright, she would have been changed, and not have to worry about getting her real clothes out of her locker after school.

Now, when it comes to homework, don't us that attitude. I've tried...it doesn't work.

Big surprise there though.

Homework I get the easiest stuff done so I can concentrate more on the harder stuff and take my time and not have to worry about all the other little things I have to do.

When you get home, don't think about all the shit ya gotta do, it'll just overwhelm you.

Figure out what you'll be learning in class the next day. It will help you plan your day, and also get rid of the unknown, which stresses a lot of people (like me) out.

Example: Playing a new golf course in a match. I don't know where to hit or what to do and I lose my head and play bad.

Similar applies for school.

Don't concentrate on your grade, concentrate on doing your homework. You'll be surprised when it goes up and stays up. (at least that works for me, I don't get as worked up ya know?)

Ummm....if you don't know something, ask a friend, or e-mail your teacher.

To keep from forgetting your books during your last period class look in your planner and plan out what you need to take home so you're not rushing at your locker to make the bus.

Think that's some good advice....

Ya don't have to follow it, but if you try it, that would be nice. Hey, maybe it will work, though I'm no advice-giver-person. =p

We're going to Bob Evans tomorrow for breakfast before we go to golf! Weeeeeee!

Get to miss picture day. I'm glad, because I don't like pictures, but I'm defiantly more confident in my appearance.

Wish me luck tomorrow! =D

ily.

Monday, August 25, 2008

@#%%^$@$%!

Stayed up till 3 again last night cuz I couldn't sleep again. This is gonna be great once school rolls around.

Dad took me to the office so I could have my 'last day lunch' and then I sat around and did nothing for about and hour and a half.

On the van ride to the school everyone decided that they should blast the hannah-mother-fucking-tanna the whole 45 minutes to the golf course.

I'm seriously gonna snipe that fucking son of a bitch slut whore face.

Golf game was okay. Shot a 55. Meh. Actually that's bad.

Tried to drown out that little slutassbitchwhoreface with my IPod on the way home but it didn't work. Coach lectured us. And my dad rubbed my terrible score in my face and went on a rant about how I need to play golf more, and go to the range and shit. Then he asked me what color golf bag I wanted so he could pick it up at Dicks. I said black. SO he goes on another rant about how I'm turning into some Gothic bitch and that he isn't gonna deal with shit like that, and if I turn into a black 'bloodsucker' he was gonna kick me outta the house and said that the next thing I was gonna do was start slitting my wrists.

Ha too late for that.

And seriously, just because I like black, doesn't mean I'm gonna turn into...what did he say, a black bloodsucker? Yeah love you too dad.

Got home and wanted to get on the computer and it was acting up and I got so pissed that I threw my wireless mouse against the wall. There's a dent there now, but the mouse is still in tact. I've bashed and threw it so many times, people with anger issues like me should get them.

Got my shit together for school.

I fucking hate school.

Yeah, ya get to see your friends, but that's just about it.

Still need to do those stupid fucking questions too.

Fuck.

ily.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Tired of it

So i just lost a friend today- or more they lost me. Ryan the "God" of the MT (morning table= table me and most of my friends and some other ppl. sit at in the morning before the bell rings at school) just yet again exploded on me for no reason. I'm tired of it, I'm pissed, and I can't stand it anymore. I don't feel like doing anything anymore right now, just work and that's it. It might seem like i'm all happy on the outside but i'm really not right now. At least i have Dev, Rayy and everyone else by my side. I love you guys to death!