late nights, bright lights

Twelve people were chosen. Eight responded [plus Moe threw a shirt at my head].

What I Said

There comes a time in a person’s life when they decide to throw in the towel. Right now would be one of those times, but alas, I have eaten the towel.

What They Said

Heather: o______O Why have you eaten the towel?

Brian: Buh?

Ryan: That’s a saying I’ve heard before.

Brendan: YAY TOWEL EATING!

DJ: Mmmmmm…… As long as it was a fresh towel. They smell nice.

Danielle: LMAO

Bryan: Give a man fire, and he will be warm for a day. Light a man ON fire and he will be warm for the rest of his life.

Cheryl: Oh dear, are you okay?

And this concludes tonight's experiment. Everybody drive safely.

Some people actually make me feel like dying. Dying and laughing my ass off because they are so pathetic.







But that aside, I went on a picnic to the lake today with Colin. Twas fun and also kinda sexy. But you didn't hear that from me.

Weird, but I'm seriously hungry. I could eat a house. A delicious house made of food.

Attention all of you on yellow buses!

I am never, ever speaking to any of you again.

Ever.

You cause me great pain, anguish, heartache and Keanu Reeves movies.

Shame upon all of you and your families.

But this in no way means you should stop doing nice things for me. In fact, you should do more nice things in hopes that one day I will forgive you enough to hate you less.

That is all.

Yes so, in the span of five minutes, I have lost my curtain and fallen down the stairs.

Oh, and apparently it's my fault for losing the curtain. But who didn't put it up for me NINE MONTHS AGO WHEN WE MOVED IN?

Yeah, that would be my mother.

*le sigh*

Where the hell did that damn thing go? I was here like... a week ago. This just angers me.

And you know what else angers me [aka: pisses me off]?

Danielle Harrison.

She made some rude reference to the guidance counsellor being gay [which I'm sure would upset his wife...] and he, being someone who wants his job, couldn't really say much.

I, on the other hand, could care less about keeping my job, and since the guidance office is a ways away from the drugstore, I figured the two wouldn't really meet up anyways.

"Danielle."

i says

"What ever do you mean?"

to which she replies:

"You know, that was just really gay."

i then ask her to explain how it was homosexual. she says:

"Not homosexual, gay. you know, like 'really stupid? dumb? gay.'"

now even the guidance counsellor looks like he wouldn't be upset if i tore her a new one.

"Danielle, that's really offensive and not the proper usage. Something isn't 'gay' if it's 'stupid'. It is 'stupid' if it's 'stupid'. You can't call things 'gay' to mean the same as 'bad' or 'dumb', because it's offensive."

she then asked me if i was a lesbian or

"-something gross like that."

i rolled my eyes, told her it was unacceptable and that if i heard it one more time, i'd report her.

Of course, she was whispering about me before I had even left the room. Some people are just fucked up.

In other news, she's got me so damn angry, I accidently closed the conversation window i was trying to keep open for future save-age. Both of them, actually. Fuck. I hate people.

And I need to find my flippin' curtain!

My mother has vowed to clean my room while I am at school this week, so my collection of slashy fanfic and my books of gay erotica, my lighters and match collection, four joints and a tea kettle need a safe home for the next few days... Anyone willing to help me out?

As I type this, my fingers throb in agony. I have burnt my hands more today than I have in the last six months combined. Possibly the last twelve months.

Sarah's oven combined with a glue gun combined with little sleep and too much [ick] Pepsi equals my hands in much pain.

Quick Overview of The Day incl; people's standings and my thoughts on individuals:

-Me = getting better at pool. Also have funny hair
-Sarah = my new art hero [God, it's gorgeous. Wait until I post a picture. You will be mad jealous.]
-Jess = looks nice without makeup on
-James = now on the recieving end of 'Strike Force Alpha', aka: Colleen's Scathing Letter Campaign
-Aric = a lot cuter when he's looking emo than just acting it
-Brendan = [sp?] new friend? Maybe
-Melissa = she's so damned adorable. Didn't really notice it before
-Moe = has snooty rich friends
-ice cream = my sweet ass soul mate
-Ed = me no like-ie much no more. Met Brenden [sp?]. So much nicer. No offense Ed.
-Motion City Soundtrack = Why did I forget you my darlings?
-Caleb = wants to get high with me. Why did I turn him down?
-Lia = doesn't answer her damn phone

Also, my mom told me the story of how she first met my dad. Innnnnteresting. Sarah's mom is pretty darn cool. I mean, every mother [like every human] has her own faults, so I'm sure she's not as cool as I think she is, but she strikes me as 'pretty darn cool'.

Oodly enough, I also thought about Karla today. I like Karla. Go Karla go!

I combined my love of stealing paint chips with my love of gluing stuff together. I made 'art'. Will have to [maybe] photograph it and place [maybe] a picture somewhere....

So I sent out a lovely little email to a ton of people last, just to say hi. It was quite nice, if you ask me.

Did even one of them say anything back?

No. Because people suck.