Okay, so, today was a really good day.
I mean really good.
First, in Language, my partner had been absent, so she was finishing the book the whole class was doing a project on. I had been slaving for 3 days trying to get everything we [both] were supposed to do done. Doing two people's worth of work = NOT FUN. So anyway, I'm trying to do all this, and my teacher comes over, asking if I had done my inferences sheet (making 10 inferences from Tom Sawyer). Of course, I hadn't. So, I tell her that I got stuck on it, and couldn't do anymore.
Teacher: "Yeah, but you realize that you have to do the dialectical journal, too."
(I had this done.)
Me: "That's done."
Teacher: "Seriously?"
Me: (I take it out and show it to her, voila, it's done) (I nod)
Teacher: "Oh...well, since I know you've been working so hard, I'll replace the inferences with this, and all you have to do now is the plotline and your vocabulary."
Me: (I smile, knowing that I won't have so much homework now) "Thank you!"
So, now all I have to do is edit my vocabulary and work on my plotline at school and I will be done with the Tom Sawyer novel study! Whoo!
And, I'm not done. Since my birthday is on Sunday, my dad (and her mom) agreed to let us drive up for me to see my friend Sarah! I met her on the internet, but I've already met her in real life, so it's cool. Last time, we could only stay for an hour (since it's a 3 hour drive up there), but this time, we're getting up there earlier, so we might stay for a bit longer! I'm so happy about this! It's the best birthday present ever (well, it would be better if we could watch The Used in concert and Whitney, our other friend, could be with us, but I'll take what I'm getting)!!!
And so goes the end of my wonderful update. See you guys later, I will be prancing around my living room and then playing Guitar Hero.
Sincerely,
ANTIKIRA
Friday, February 8, 2008
Thursday, February 7, 2008
"I'm so far gone now, I've been running on empty." - Lunacy Fringe, The Used
I've been under a lot of stress. School and home stress.
I'm aware that I edited my other post to say that Priscilla wasn't that bad.
She is.
I just did that to make a friend happy.
I would not say that stuff about someone who RUINED my family! She's the one who made my dad start drinking again! She smokes. I do not need that. I am not shortening my life (aka inhaling the second hand smoke off of her fat ass) because my dad wants to have a drinking buddy. This is utter shit. I hate her. I really do. Sorry, Paige, I ain't sugarcoating this one.
I can't ask my dad for anything anymore, even when I really really need it. He'll go off to guilt trip me for needing it in the first place when it isn't even my fault. It's like dealing with a child who won't stop asking "Why?" after everything you say.
And as for school, I don't really care anymore. I'll fail Language and get switched to another class. I'm too dumb for level one, anyway. If my teacher expects me to do an inference sheet (even though it's only 10 inferences from "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer"), she's fucking insane. I don't even know what the heck we're supposed to do on it, and if I did, I would have done it by now. Make sense?
I don't know. Maybe I'm just in a bit of a bitchy mood for no good reason. I'm so far gone now, I've been running on empty.
Sincerely
ANTIKIRA
I'm aware that I edited my other post to say that Priscilla wasn't that bad.
She is.
I just did that to make a friend happy.
I would not say that stuff about someone who RUINED my family! She's the one who made my dad start drinking again! She smokes. I do not need that. I am not shortening my life (aka inhaling the second hand smoke off of her fat ass) because my dad wants to have a drinking buddy. This is utter shit. I hate her. I really do. Sorry, Paige, I ain't sugarcoating this one.
I can't ask my dad for anything anymore, even when I really really need it. He'll go off to guilt trip me for needing it in the first place when it isn't even my fault. It's like dealing with a child who won't stop asking "Why?" after everything you say.
And as for school, I don't really care anymore. I'll fail Language and get switched to another class. I'm too dumb for level one, anyway. If my teacher expects me to do an inference sheet (even though it's only 10 inferences from "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer"), she's fucking insane. I don't even know what the heck we're supposed to do on it, and if I did, I would have done it by now. Make sense?
I don't know. Maybe I'm just in a bit of a bitchy mood for no good reason. I'm so far gone now, I've been running on empty.
Sincerely
ANTIKIRA
Friday, January 11, 2008
"Just look at me. Look at me now, I'm a fake." - I'm A Fake - The Used
"Oh my gosh, she's so fake!"
If you look around enough, you hear this phrase more than enough. What do you see when you read this sentence on the internet, or maybe even a book or magazine? A tall, tan girl who's very thin and bottle blond, with fake boobs and wide hips? A girl who piles on makeup as if it were her very lifeline and looks foolish for doing it? A girl who walks around saying she's someone she's more than clearly not? Is this all it takes to make a fake? I don't think so.
I think everyone can be a little fake at times. I mean, we have to be; we don't want society eating our brains out for little things, so we make intricate masks to hide the shameful secrets we hold. It's quite simple, really.
So why are we making out just a small percentage of people to be "fake", while we ourselves hide the deepest feelings? Who knows, who knows? I'm just a girl, but look at me, look at me now. I'M A FAKE.
Sincerely,
ANTIKIRA
If you look around enough, you hear this phrase more than enough. What do you see when you read this sentence on the internet, or maybe even a book or magazine? A tall, tan girl who's very thin and bottle blond, with fake boobs and wide hips? A girl who piles on makeup as if it were her very lifeline and looks foolish for doing it? A girl who walks around saying she's someone she's more than clearly not? Is this all it takes to make a fake? I don't think so.
I think everyone can be a little fake at times. I mean, we have to be; we don't want society eating our brains out for little things, so we make intricate masks to hide the shameful secrets we hold. It's quite simple, really.
So why are we making out just a small percentage of people to be "fake", while we ourselves hide the deepest feelings? Who knows, who knows? I'm just a girl, but look at me, look at me now. I'M A FAKE.
Sincerely,
ANTIKIRA
Thursday, January 3, 2008
"I buried myself alive on the inside so I can shut you out." - Buried Myself Alive, The Used
Okay, so school's sneaking up on me again like the sneaking thing it is. I only have three days of vacation left to goof off, and let me tell you, it royally sucks. I only have three full days of peace (or not, if my dad's girlfriend keeps coming over) before I have to worry about tests and drama. Oh joy.
But it's not all bad; I just got the 2 other The Used albums I needed (The Used and In Love and Death), and...that's about it. :/ I just hope that this semester won't suck as bad as last semester. And I start taking Gym. Oh, joy. >_>
Okay, so I might have said some bad things about a certain person here...I have actually changed my mind about her. She's actually not that bad (I mean, come on, would a bad person be nice and give you ice cream?...Don't answer that); I think I didn't like her because I thought she was going to try to be a replacement for my mom, and that's not the case. I admit it! I was wrong! Also, I'd like to say that I was also a little bit jealous that my dad's attention wasn't fully on me and my sister. *attention whore* But, Priscilla isn't as bad as I make her out to be.
Sincerely,
ANTIKIRA
But it's not all bad; I just got the 2 other The Used albums I needed (The Used and In Love and Death), and...that's about it. :/ I just hope that this semester won't suck as bad as last semester. And I start taking Gym. Oh, joy. >_>
Okay, so I might have said some bad things about a certain person here...I have actually changed my mind about her. She's actually not that bad (I mean, come on, would a bad person be nice and give you ice cream?...Don't answer that); I think I didn't like her because I thought she was going to try to be a replacement for my mom, and that's not the case. I admit it! I was wrong! Also, I'd like to say that I was also a little bit jealous that my dad's attention wasn't fully on me and my sister. *attention whore* But, Priscilla isn't as bad as I make her out to be.
Sincerely,
ANTIKIRA
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
"So this is Christmas...and what have you done?" - John Lennon, The Used
Okay, so today is Christmas. Am I supposed to feel any different? If not, then I must not have gotten the memo, because I don't. I'm not sure whether to fake being happy and cheery or to just let it go.
A little bit about me, seeing as this is my first post; My name is Mia (aka ANTIKIRA), I'm a bit of a weirdo, and my favorite band is My Chemical Romance. They didn't "save my life" or anything like that, I just like to listen to them. I admit, I do care a little more for the guys' well-being right now, and I have that right, because they're wearing themselves out doing all this touring. I mean, what's a fan supposed to do, sit back and watch their self-destruction and pretend not to notice and demand even more out of them? :/
I can't go without saying: I love the series Death Note. I could talk (or in this case, type) all day and all night about it and not get tired. I just love the characters and the plot and everything about it. My favorite characters would have to be Mello, Near, Matt, and of course, L. I would say I'm a bit like Mello, but not as smart or homicidal. Or addicted to chocolate (although I do love sweets now and then, but I digress). My least favorite character?...Misa. I know, a lot of people don't like her, but she gets on my nerves. How about this? What if Kira wasn't Light, but someone like, say...Watari (sorry, Watari). What would she do then, huh? Matsuda's totally cool, too. Just throwing it out there.
I love to laugh also. It sometimes varies how much it takes to make me laugh, and the easiest time has to be around 11:00 pm - 2:00 am. Also, anything having to do with Death Note that's utterly hilarious makes me laugh easier too. I have to be honest here; I have a spaz laugh. It just sounds really weird and people laugh at it, but I love it. It's my laugh, why shouldn't I?
I don't have anything else to say, really. I'll update when I feel like it, or when something totally outstands me to where I totally have to write about it.
Later,
ANTIKIRA
A little bit about me, seeing as this is my first post; My name is Mia (aka ANTIKIRA), I'm a bit of a weirdo, and my favorite band is My Chemical Romance. They didn't "save my life" or anything like that, I just like to listen to them. I admit, I do care a little more for the guys' well-being right now, and I have that right, because they're wearing themselves out doing all this touring. I mean, what's a fan supposed to do, sit back and watch their self-destruction and pretend not to notice and demand even more out of them? :/
I can't go without saying: I love the series Death Note. I could talk (or in this case, type) all day and all night about it and not get tired. I just love the characters and the plot and everything about it. My favorite characters would have to be Mello, Near, Matt, and of course, L. I would say I'm a bit like Mello, but not as smart or homicidal. Or addicted to chocolate (although I do love sweets now and then, but I digress). My least favorite character?...Misa. I know, a lot of people don't like her, but she gets on my nerves. How about this? What if Kira wasn't Light, but someone like, say...Watari (sorry, Watari). What would she do then, huh? Matsuda's totally cool, too. Just throwing it out there.
I love to laugh also. It sometimes varies how much it takes to make me laugh, and the easiest time has to be around 11:00 pm - 2:00 am. Also, anything having to do with Death Note that's utterly hilarious makes me laugh easier too. I have to be honest here; I have a spaz laugh. It just sounds really weird and people laugh at it, but I love it. It's my laugh, why shouldn't I?
I don't have anything else to say, really. I'll update when I feel like it, or when something totally outstands me to where I totally have to write about it.
Later,
ANTIKIRA
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