Haiku #20

I wish we were each other's to have

You're teasing me with

untold jokes and kisses that

will never take place.

Haiku #7

Today I was on a boat (muthafucka) or Near death experience

Sir, slow the hell down -

Is you trying to kill me?

Fuck nautical life.

Haikus #5 and #6

Tonight I had really hard time writing something funny. Tomorrow I leave for college and I won't see a lot of people for a few months - which really isn't the worst thing ever on the list of possible heartwrenching stuff that could happen.

So here's one haiku that's actually a little serious and a haiku that's FOREAL. (it's not easy to think of a title for something meaningful unless it has something to do with nature, politics, babies or some other similar sentimental crap - so that's that... not going to explain)

Miss a turn/move 3 spaces back

I, dreading goodbye,

Exhale to gain composure

(comes out like a sigh)

Teenager at a graduation party

People, wagging their smiles

at my scared, spastic presence

are not comforting.

+ ironic t-shirts

I'm going to be straight with you and get some things off my chest. In all Honesty, I think you are stupid, ridiculous, NO ME GUSTA (if you know what I'm sayin). Sometimes it all bothers me and I don't find that it suits its purpose.

There are things out there which must be brought to our attention.
So here's to you, clueless people/ things to which I say DO NOT:


Yes, I'm talking to you, Brad.



Nessie, you're just so passe aren't you? With your in and out of the spotlight everybody is just clamouring over themselves to get a snapshot of you. Get lost, drama queen.


President's club (click it):

OK, get out of Obama's house now






Mannequins...so many things wrong with mannequins. I'm not going to go there.


OH YES - also I just ordered my quilted Cult Club purse from Itsumi, I'll post when I get it.

junk junk junk

Too much junkjunkjunkjunkjunk junk to do, I'll post something tomorrow perchance?
Sorry my hari, but then again I'm going to be making some money tonight, so I don't really feel bad about not posting or doing homework.

MONEY = POWER

not really, but it does pay for channukah presents.

I can have it please.

Cosas that I WANT

If I make enough posts about these things I'll get them eventually, right?

1.

A vintage faux fur leopard overcoat a la Mrs. Robinson.

3.

All Star Lights, They look better in the cloth. Oh the havoc I will cause in these bad boys.

3.

Every T-shirt by Rockers NYC. Puhhhlease you will give them to meeee?

4.

Mouth mold necklace wif a gold toof.

Once again...

Fuck my life
This isn't me trying to be cool or urbane or emotastic
Seriously it's tuesday and I'm already having the worst week ever.

MORE TEEN ANGST

Things that make me need to turn kimya dawson(non medicinal zoloft) up and avoid love songs even though I feel the rare twang for Coldplay:

1) I backed up into a firehiredrant today and tore up my bumper (haven't told rents yet)
2) Don't have as much money as I would like which creates tension between concert tickets and new pipe and winter clothes and birthday presents and fun
3) Person x who I thought liked me doesn't and I got all googly-eyed for nothing. DAMMIT high school really sucks right now.
4) I still have a seventh period and can't change that
5) money situation means I can't purchase more california green
6) It's really cold out and that is making me more depressed, I feel like the deaf-mute girl who no one talks to in some kind of romantic french pelicula
7) Soma is sounding really good right now if you know what that is and I'm such a loser for mentioning that.

If you read this post at least 3 weeks from now I'll be feeling a lot better.


Also the cold is adding to depressment, is it chillllly enough for me to wear the thigh high socks kat said I can't wear? almost and I'll wear them anyways.

In the news this weekend...

LOS PADRES WERE GONE THIS WEEKEND!
I guess you could say it was the worst time of my life in the history of ever.


NOT! (high five!)


On Friday night was the welcome back dance which was sports themed because our school only has like 4 themes that get rotated every year.

Respect the strength, oooh watch those muscles burn.
Also, yes. Of COURSE we get decked out.
(me, laura, kelly, milaina [missing dani and alexa])

After the dance where I acted a fool and made a huge ass out of my dumbshitself, I went to Villa de Lauren. A good time was to be had by all and so were some refreshers.

Oh my what an adooooorable batch of teenagers and OH LOOK! They're pooosing!

We were totally photogenic:

Way to be!

Some people say I'm an attention hog, I have no idea why!

And of course I mastered a great feat...

My ability to be a dojo will be hampered by nothing.

Saturday was the Power to the Peaceful festival in Golden gate park from 11:00 to 5:00, but me and the Kat(and her main squeeze) didn't get their until 4:45. WAY TO RUIN EVERYTHING TRAFFIC AND NO PARKING!
So I endured the rest of the night and weekend hearing about how superb it was and about how much smoking went down and how it was the best.thing.ever.!

O.K. yeah, well... you guys are not gonna be as cool when you don't get to stay for the Lovefest afterparty! (which i'm really looking forward to because it's laura's birthday)

go cry on your coconut cake

Today suuuucked.

People were trying to make me feel better but I wasn't having any of it, which is a shame. Don't even understand why I am so cranky. maybe I'll put on my "don't bother me I'm crabby" T-shirt.

Here's a list of things I was:

spastic

crabbby

anxious

nervous

frustrated

awkward

cold and hot(not spicey)

embarrased

cantankerous

annoying

ugly

rude

bitchy

godzilla

The only thing that can cheer me up now is a picture of Parker in extreme icey water shock.

best.picture.ever.

First day of school

Oh hi, nice to see you too. I wasn't expecting you, but hi. Oh well, I really should be going now... ok I'm leaving.

WHAT WHAT? You say that school has actually started and this isn't some kind of ill-humored joke?

balls.