I miss this blog. Finally, as it's already been a weekandahalf after HC madness was over, I'm finally updating! Woot. I even changed the theme/design a few days ago, hoping that it'd make me post. I didn't. Big surprise. (:
Now that I'm doing this, I'm not too sure what to write about. I guess I'll just go over my last list of stuff.
october 3rd
This was a good day (: Jon came home! Such a surprise(: I miss having him around all the time. He drove up here cause he said he missed home, but I think it was cause he wanted to spend my birthday with me :D It was super fun! We all went out to BJ's together, where he successfully convinced me to apply to USC again, then he took me to my last illegal R-rated movie. It should have been my first LEGAL one (YAY 17!), but there were no midnight showings ): But District 9 was uber good! I kinda wish I hadn't had so much pizookee at dinner and that the smell of butter in the air wasn't so strong so that I could've concentrated more on the movie and less on trying not to hurl, but it was still good. I need to watch that again, anyhow.
october 4th
17! Nothing special, though. I've come to learn to not expect much from my birthdays. I always psych myself out, thinking that my friends are going to throw me a surprise party, or that everyone's going to get me a gift, or something spectacular of some sort happens to me, and I always get disappointed when nothing happens. This year, I think, is the first year where me telling myself that nothing's going to happen actually worked. No expectations, no disappointment. Although, now as I'm writing this, I still feel kinda down \: WHATEVER. I'm happy for those who gave me cookies and wished me a happy birthday (: Esp my lovely officers! Thanks for that wonderfully delicious "cupcake". Oh yeah, Jon went home. ): I really miss having him around.
jealousy
I've always had a super hard time controlling this particular emotion. What sparked it this time? Spirit's football tailgating party. I was glad that they succeeded, as Spirit is and always will be my baby, but I was kind of jealous at all the attention they were getting. From Ms. Moore, that is. After everything I did for that commission last year, I feel like I almost never got any praise or attention from her or from the lship class. (i mean, we didn't even get a freaking kudos the entire year. at all.). This is going against my view that I do things because I like them, and not for the recognition, but it's still good to have, right? I just don't voice this side of me very often, and I'm pretty good at keeping it on the D.L. I think HC stress weakened some barrier inside me, though, and I let myself feel that. But it's okay. This was a long time ago, and my emotions are under check again.
homecoming
Well, talk about your notsoaverage roller coaster of emotions. At least on rally day. We lost the rally to the sophs (congrats, btw (: ) + emotional and physical exhaustion = not easy to hold down. But I kept it together until the afternoon, where I almost lost it after realizing that I couldn't find my crown. I went through like 3 hours of doing as much as I could for the float: making the banner, loading/securing the float to its hazardous trip to Cup, loading my car, driving to Cup, unloading my car at Cup; then going home&back @ 50 mph on a 35mph road, getting ready in 3 minutes w/ no makeup, hair, whatnot.; all in one piece, and then I realized that I couldn't find my crown (which, btw, fell into the parking lot when I was unloading all the crap from my car), and I nearly lost it. The tears, I mean. But it's all good, everything worked out in the end, and I'm just crownless in some pictures. No big deal (now, in hindsight.) Other than that, I'm just glad that homecoming is over.
Although it's not really good that hc is over. I seem to have lost all passion for everything since October 9th. I barely do hw, I don't care about lship and octagon, and I really wish that I could just go to college. It's NOT good. Senior year has definitely changed me, and not in a good way. The person I am right now is a lacksidaysial (i have NO idea how to spell that), lazy person who doesn't care about anything and doesn't want to DO anything, and that is definitely not who I am or who I want to be. \: Really, the only things that I can get my happy pills for are dance, and scrubs reruns (which i'm starting over from season 1. SOGOOD. i had forgotten how amazing they were.)
So much for following that list. Haha whatever, I'm done. Hopefully my passion for this blog stays alive, since I really do enjoy writing here. (: And as of right now, I'm not really thinking as I type, which I guess is a good thing! I'm disclosing everything that I truly feel, which is actually kind of surprising to me right now, as I read the words that I'm typing. If that made sense.
I'll bet it didn't. I need to work on my blogging skills.
david rush ft. lmfao, kevin rudolph, pitbull shooting star
- edit - iono why tumblr is being so weird and is randomly bolding stuff in my post. ):