Saturday, May 17, 2003

i dont know what to do with myself. i have nothing to read, nothing to write, no assignments...WHAT WILL I DO???

ahh! why! mary goes, well, i dunno when she said this, i heard it second hand from anne, but she was like "i just dont get it. angela can be really smart and witty and come up with this stuff all of a sudden, but shes just so damned special sometimes!" grr! *shakes fist at mary* its true though. i can be real dumb. its crappy. and im real tired. tomorrow theres a rummage sale at my grandmas church, if anyones interested! theres supposedly good stuff. so call me if you want to go! alas, its at 9 am, so call me around 10, howzat?

Friday, May 16, 2003

last night i had this dream that the slide show had 6080 pictures in it and it was perfect. oh i just remembered how i didnt study for any of my tests. well thats a kick in the face.

im drinking this tasty tea, raspberry royale. mmMM i love raspberries. we used to have a raspberry bush out in our backyard, but thats long gone. i really dont have a lot to say. today is the first day of our finals. its finally here. it doesnt feel like the end of the school year though. maybe its cuz we're not cleaning out our lockers as a collective. but i am though, im bringing home all the books i dont need. katie said she was gonna leave her locker just as it is for as long as possible. i dont want to do that. i want to start getting out of here. my homeroom teacher is a nut, btw. i know most of our class is a bunch of snotty girls, but you have to admit, kazin, that you're freaking out for no reason. there are now two days left and you're just deciding to go psycho on us now. and please realize we dont care what you say. sorry. and youre smelly and you have greasy hair.

Thursday, May 15, 2003

so my art project is done, but its so bad that im not writing my name on it, and im leaving it in the classroom before school so that no one in my art class sees me walking in with it. i want no one but my teacher to see it. i cant believe i made that...holy moses what was i thinking. and its too late to redo it, its due tomorrow. plus i burnt my finger on the hot glue gun, so i suffered for it, i may as well just go through with it.

*shudder*

anyways, the slide show is almost done, thats a big fat plus. im just afraid that no one will like it.

CeLLoPhANeAdDicT: id steal ships for you
CeLLoPhANeAdDicT: to be close to you
CeLLoPhANeAdDicT: to be part of you
CeLLoPhANeAdDicT: cuz i believe in you
CeLLoPhANeAdDicT: i believe in you
CeLLoPhANeAdDicT: i would die for you
BBsMAcK001: are you listening to the romeo and julet sound track?
CeLLoPhANeAdDicT: yes
BBsMAcK001: ooohhh
CeLLoPhANeAdDicT: no dana, im obsessed with you and if you dont love me back ill slit your throat
BBsMAcK001: i knew it!

me so hungy now that i realize that im pretty much done with all my work. i should study. oh well.

Wednesday, May 14, 2003

i am saddened. the ghetto toilet has been washed clean. no more ghetto freshman waiting to kick my ass anymore.

wait a minute.

that never happened in the first place...

Tuesday, May 13, 2003

be my romeo
i see you twist and turn
you look so fuckin stupid

hows it goin. tomorrows gonna be hell cuz of all that work i gotta do--but heres the cool part--WE GET TO WATCH MONTY PYTHON AND THE HOLY GRAIL IN ART HISTORY! my teacher asked me if it was dirty at all. i said "um, well, theres so--" and lindsey cut me off and goes "no not so much." even though it is. its a tad filthy, especially the castle scene with all the women. any castle scene with tons of women has got to be dirty, or at least have tons of innuendos, dont it? it do. it most certainly do.

i woke up late today. that wasnt cool cuz i was supposed to go and work in the dark room to try and get at least ONE of my 6 to 10 prints done.

i totally think i go into the "wrong stall" in the C wing bathroom at school. i go into the one all the way at the end by the window on the right hand side, and theres all encompasingly gang signs all over. some shit like "killa 4eva" and "crown 4 life" and "king 4 life." then theres initials and stuff on the stalls, but its all in that funky grafitti writing which is cool looking but oh so threatening to a poor lil rich white girl such as myself. yesterday i went in there and there was a crown drawn onto the bricks, and then today it was all crossed out. im gonna have to go in there one day with annies camera, or annie and her camera, or maybe ill just snag one from the art department and take pics of it all cuz its funny. im gonna come out of there one day and theres gonna be all these ghetto freshman waitin for me. ill let you know how it goes.

dklsjaflkjskldfjlaskjdf
I DUNNO WHAT TO WRITE
whoa my dog fell down the stairs...

Monday, May 12, 2003

phwar. i have soo much to do for school! i gotta scan all these pics for the slide show, and i gotta turn in 6 to 10 prints for my theme in photo, which by the way, my theme is retarded. TREES! its so dumb. it really is. and then i gotta decorate lindseys locker but im not sure what time ill do THAT at. and then i have to choose a major: communications, media arts, or communication and graphic arts. and i wish i knew more about the three fields, but i dont, so im currently undecided because im not sure of what i want to do just yet. and then...graduation. big fat stage of my life is over in the blink of an eye. well more like four blinks, one for each year. sometimes the eye got pink eye and was all pussy so you had to blink a couple times to see all the way, and sometimes there was an eyelash or two in your eye, and sometimes you couldnt quite get your contact to sit right, and sometimes you might jab yourself with your eyeliner...um...what?

i think im gonna go keep reading rebecca.

today begins my very last week of high school. i'm hoping it will go quickly, but at the same time i'm hoping it won't. i'm pretty sad about it. i was just starting to get used to it, yknow? i was just starting to like everyone and get comfortable with my place in the world but heeere i go again--bottum rung of the ladder. and it makes me sad that i only started just started hanging out with some of the coooolest people in the world this summer. i was the second to last to join "the group." i wish i had 3 more years like everyone else.

crap now im all weepy...hahaha i should stop.

Sunday, May 11, 2003

no brain capacity to string sentences together...here go.

--it be windy out the doors
--my noggin hurt much yes yes
--mothers day be full of food
--beef sammiches
--cake of pound
--chocolatey chippy cheesey cakester
--sleep is good but wind in window make angela wakey wakey
--car up driveway--angela must go clean BOO AHH!
--WEBSITE UP