So, Just a random update on what's going on with me.
Hoping to go see the new Harry Potter movie with Kim tomorrow :] And the Emmas, if they can come. Sleeping over at Emma the First's house on Saturday :D Way excited about that. <3
My birthday's in eleven days :> Though it's on a Monday, and nobody will be here because of Thanksgiving.. x_x Hoping to have a sleepover that weekend with Kim and my Emmas. I wanna do something with the group on Friday, because we haven't in a while and I miss them D: And it feels like we aren't as close as we used to be. :c
My tourettes have been getting REALLY bad. I'm mean like horribly bad. It's annoying the crap out of me. There's that and this weird thing that's going on with my eyes- It's like sometimes things are blurry, but like a motion blur. Like my eyes can't focus or something. It's weird. And kind of dizzying. Oh, another thing! I've been getting irritated really easily lately- like someone will do something really small, maybe not even notice they're doing it, and it'll just make me so angry. It's weird D: And I don't like ittt. But yeah. Probably side affects of the aderall... Oh well.
My laptop keeps doing this weird thing where it tells me it's on caps lock when I try to log in, but it's really not... I was spazzing like crazy. Cause it was all "Caps lock is on!" And so I pressed the caps lock button to turn it off, but I actually turned it on, and it kept telling me my password was wrong... o_o Then when I restarted it it actually WAS on caps lock.. xD
So I'ma go. Ily, blog <3 Tata.
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Tuesday, November 16, 2010
D:< Rant, Part 2
Okay, so two things.
One, I HATE people who always think they're so freaking perfect and that they can do anything and they're good at Everything. They think everything they do is great, when really they suck at most things and you just want to tell them off about it but you don't want to be mean... Ugh. It annoys me so much. Then they act like they're better than you, because of course everything they do is amazing so how could you catch up?
I hate those people.
So much.
SO. MUCH. You have no idea.
Another thing:
I went to the guidance office again. She thinks I'm going to commit suicide or start cutting again :/ I admit, I may have lied a little, but seriously- Why the hell would she say that? And when she asked me if I'd ever "Self-harmed" I said yeah, three years ago. And she goes all, "Oh, well that's pretty recent, don't you think?" And she said "If someone was going to commit suicide, they might write this. Are you sure it isn't a cry for help?"
I hate her, too.
I hate very few people- But those two are definitely some of them. :/
One, I HATE people who always think they're so freaking perfect and that they can do anything and they're good at Everything. They think everything they do is great, when really they suck at most things and you just want to tell them off about it but you don't want to be mean... Ugh. It annoys me so much. Then they act like they're better than you, because of course everything they do is amazing so how could you catch up?
I hate those people.
So much.
SO. MUCH. You have no idea.
Another thing:
I went to the guidance office again. She thinks I'm going to commit suicide or start cutting again :/ I admit, I may have lied a little, but seriously- Why the hell would she say that? And when she asked me if I'd ever "Self-harmed" I said yeah, three years ago. And she goes all, "Oh, well that's pretty recent, don't you think?" And she said "If someone was going to commit suicide, they might write this. Are you sure it isn't a cry for help?"
I hate her, too.
I hate very few people- But those two are definitely some of them. :/
Omfg. Creative Writing teachers SUCK.
So, I'm really angry right now.
My stupid Creative Writing teacher sent be down to the guidance office because of this story I wrote for the class. It was a fictional story, it's not like I'm actually going to do everything I put in it. Yes, she set herself on fire. So? Do I LOOK like I'm going to kill myself, or anyone else for that matter? I'm a pretty damn happy person. I write horror, that's what I'm good at. That's just what I like to write. I'm not funny, so I suck at anything comedic or lighthearted, and I wrote a love story for the first short story assignment, so I figured I'd do something else.
Does this make Steven King a violent individual, or any horror writer out there a danger to society?
Everyone except like two people wrote about either depression, abuse, or death. But who was the only one that was sent to the guidance office, the only one that "bothered" him? Me, of course.
The woman was in a meeting with a parent when he sent me down there, so I sat there for 20 minutes before being sent back up. I didn't talk to my teacher for the rest of the class, except to tell him they sent him an email.
Apparently my story got at least one vote, which surprises me because everyone seemed weirded out by it. He didn't even read it properly- He kept stopping and asking me questions, and he read it as if he were bored and just trying to rush through it. So he ruined the whole thing, and then decided I was unstable. I'm really beginning to hate that guy. :/ I started crying, too, because I cry when I'm angry. I wasn't actually crying- I was just really teary and I had to keep wiping at my eyes to stop them from falling. I feel kind of bad for the lady at the desk, though, 'cause I'm sure I was a total bitch to her.
Aside from that, I'm actually enjoying a book we're reading for English. Usually I'm okay with them, but I don't particularly love them. Someone dies in everything we read, whether it be a book or a short story. The poetry is always depressing, though it sometimes contains death as well. We're reading The Catcher in the Rye, and I love the style it's written in.
Hah, as I was typing that she started talking about how everything we read is depressing. Apparently we'll be reading a lot of war stories. Lovely.
My birthday's in 13 days- not that anyone will be here, no one ever is. It's because of Thanksgiving. So I'm probably having a "party" the weekend after, even though I don't really want to- my mom's making me.
I wish it would hurry up and snow already, I'm getting so sick of this place and I just don't want to be here anymore. There's that, and the fact that the guidance counselor will probably call me down either sometime today or tomorrow. I really could care less- I'm not even nervous about it, I just don't feel like explaining myself to her. I kind of just want to tell her off- And my creative writing teacher. Seriously, I could put together a pretty damn good speech if I wanted to. I've been to see people like this way too many times, I'm used to it now. Back at my middle school they thought I'd either kill myself or bomb the school, and I guess they do here too, now.
I'm gonna go now, this stupid girl next to me keeps caughing REALLY loudly, and she's doing it on purpose because she's laughing about it with her friend behind us. Ugh. I really don't like her. The girl on my other side used to be really nice to me, and we talked a lot. We were friends I guess. She never says anything to me anymore, so I guess that's gone.
Yeah. So, I'm done.
My stupid Creative Writing teacher sent be down to the guidance office because of this story I wrote for the class. It was a fictional story, it's not like I'm actually going to do everything I put in it. Yes, she set herself on fire. So? Do I LOOK like I'm going to kill myself, or anyone else for that matter? I'm a pretty damn happy person. I write horror, that's what I'm good at. That's just what I like to write. I'm not funny, so I suck at anything comedic or lighthearted, and I wrote a love story for the first short story assignment, so I figured I'd do something else.
Does this make Steven King a violent individual, or any horror writer out there a danger to society?
Everyone except like two people wrote about either depression, abuse, or death. But who was the only one that was sent to the guidance office, the only one that "bothered" him? Me, of course.
The woman was in a meeting with a parent when he sent me down there, so I sat there for 20 minutes before being sent back up. I didn't talk to my teacher for the rest of the class, except to tell him they sent him an email.
Apparently my story got at least one vote, which surprises me because everyone seemed weirded out by it. He didn't even read it properly- He kept stopping and asking me questions, and he read it as if he were bored and just trying to rush through it. So he ruined the whole thing, and then decided I was unstable. I'm really beginning to hate that guy. :/ I started crying, too, because I cry when I'm angry. I wasn't actually crying- I was just really teary and I had to keep wiping at my eyes to stop them from falling. I feel kind of bad for the lady at the desk, though, 'cause I'm sure I was a total bitch to her.
Aside from that, I'm actually enjoying a book we're reading for English. Usually I'm okay with them, but I don't particularly love them. Someone dies in everything we read, whether it be a book or a short story. The poetry is always depressing, though it sometimes contains death as well. We're reading The Catcher in the Rye, and I love the style it's written in.
Hah, as I was typing that she started talking about how everything we read is depressing. Apparently we'll be reading a lot of war stories. Lovely.
My birthday's in 13 days- not that anyone will be here, no one ever is. It's because of Thanksgiving. So I'm probably having a "party" the weekend after, even though I don't really want to- my mom's making me.
I wish it would hurry up and snow already, I'm getting so sick of this place and I just don't want to be here anymore. There's that, and the fact that the guidance counselor will probably call me down either sometime today or tomorrow. I really could care less- I'm not even nervous about it, I just don't feel like explaining myself to her. I kind of just want to tell her off- And my creative writing teacher. Seriously, I could put together a pretty damn good speech if I wanted to. I've been to see people like this way too many times, I'm used to it now. Back at my middle school they thought I'd either kill myself or bomb the school, and I guess they do here too, now.
I'm gonna go now, this stupid girl next to me keeps caughing REALLY loudly, and she's doing it on purpose because she's laughing about it with her friend behind us. Ugh. I really don't like her. The girl on my other side used to be really nice to me, and we talked a lot. We were friends I guess. She never says anything to me anymore, so I guess that's gone.
Yeah. So, I'm done.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Long time no Blog.
So. I'm actually in a really good mood, but I'm going to rant about a few things :]
For one, people don't seem to know what tourettes is. Yes, that's how it's spelled. No, we don't just randomly shout things. Yes, I have it. It bothers me that people always talk about tourettes like it's some kind of strange disease that makes you scream a lot. No. -_- There are verbal tics, then there are physical tics. You must have at least 2 physical and 1 verbal to have tourettes. A verbal tic could be something as small as making a little noise with your throat, or humming, or clearing your throat. Very few people with tourettes actually scream like that. Me? I make a small noise with my throat that's barely noticable.
Tics are things that we can't help doing, and the more we supress them the more we have the urge to do it. It's not like, "Oh, I feel one coming!" It just happens. Mine: I do this weird nose twitchy thing sometimes... The other one's just kind of creepy, so I'm not going in to that. Not like, weird creepy, but like "o_o That's... Odd." creepy. Hard to explain. Another thing!
I was asking my friend if this story I wrote was PG or not, and all she did was make fun of it as she read it. "LOL, did she have sex with him or something?" No. No, she did not. That's all she did- nothing about "Oh, I like that part" or "Eh, that sentence needs a little work". All she did was make fun of it. So that hurt. A lot. I have to read it to the class on Monday and now all I want to do is trash the whole thing and take a zero... Thanks, Kim.
So, it's To Write Love On Her Arms day. I have it all over my arms, Lol.
Gonna go nooow.
For one, people don't seem to know what tourettes is. Yes, that's how it's spelled. No, we don't just randomly shout things. Yes, I have it. It bothers me that people always talk about tourettes like it's some kind of strange disease that makes you scream a lot. No. -_- There are verbal tics, then there are physical tics. You must have at least 2 physical and 1 verbal to have tourettes. A verbal tic could be something as small as making a little noise with your throat, or humming, or clearing your throat. Very few people with tourettes actually scream like that. Me? I make a small noise with my throat that's barely noticable.
Tics are things that we can't help doing, and the more we supress them the more we have the urge to do it. It's not like, "Oh, I feel one coming!" It just happens. Mine: I do this weird nose twitchy thing sometimes... The other one's just kind of creepy, so I'm not going in to that. Not like, weird creepy, but like "o_o That's... Odd." creepy. Hard to explain. Another thing!
I was asking my friend if this story I wrote was PG or not, and all she did was make fun of it as she read it. "LOL, did she have sex with him or something?" No. No, she did not. That's all she did- nothing about "Oh, I like that part" or "Eh, that sentence needs a little work". All she did was make fun of it. So that hurt. A lot. I have to read it to the class on Monday and now all I want to do is trash the whole thing and take a zero... Thanks, Kim.
So, it's To Write Love On Her Arms day. I have it all over my arms, Lol.
Gonna go nooow.