That pretty much sums it up.
>_>;
Lol.
It feels like it's the middle of the night right now. I woke up at 5 a.m. versus my usual 11 a.m. vacation wake up time. I obeyed Black Friday and bought a camera card and a flash drive at Wal-Mart. Finally, I am away from the floppy disk lifestyle.
My fingers are feeling amazingly numb and slothful. It's very cold, especially for a house with a heater. My parents don't use the heater because they say it costs too much. I only have mittens. I wouldn't be able to type.
There's nothing wrong with my life since Keroppi's been reported safe and sound (uh. i'm too embarrassed to give the background story to that) but I'm grumpy and tired because I'm really full from going to Hometown Buffet. I'd rather be lying down. Yet, I'm blogging. GG
I feel like napping. I am also savagely procrastinating on my Physics hw. There's so much of it. ;_;
i'll bbl
lolk
As much as I love my middle school and have a lot of "Cougar Pride", I've been in blatant refusal to join the Ocala Middle School blogring for a while on the basis of its ridiculous Xanga blogring description:
"hey ppls !f u go to ocala m!ddle sko0 then jo!n th!s r!ng , or !f u d!d
go to ocala a hella long t!me ago well then jo!n !t hah n !f u want to
support ocala then jo!n th!s blogr!ng!!!!!!n !f u
...................haha nvm well just jo!n th!s blogr!ng bcuz of wut !
sa!d up thrr so JO!N!!
(n !f u jo!n,!ll g!ve u candehhh!!!)*hands candy over)haha"
No thanks. >_>;
I have my middle school pride still alive in my heart, with the fun, intelligent people that I knew there, brimming with potential and high hopes for the future. And that's exactly why I simply cannot join a blogring which refers to my wonderful, bright junior high as "ocala m!ddle sko0".
I have the pride. Just not the link at the left column of my magical Xanga modules.
lolkthx
mew
Arrr. I'm so nervous for tonight's performance of Anon(ymous).
D:!
I'm stage manager for the play, but now I'm also giving the cues for lights and sound (lol which i was just assigned to do the day before closing night, wtf), and I performed really poorly last night because of.. various reasons. >_>; I didn't even know I sucked bad enough to get lectured by Miz Townsend, the play director, until after the performance. I'm extremely bad at taking criticism and confrontation, so I got really emo after Opening Night even though my performance was apparently understandable, so claims the people that comforted me after the lecture, while other people were telling the audience after the show -- "We did awesome, it was just the light and the sound!" (though it was true, xd). Regardless, Miz Townsend understands my position and that I really did try my best, considering that this was my first night even having all of the cues (we were missing the second act cues on Thursday; I did fine for the entire first act last night), and is confident that I'll do better here on out.
People that really know me know that I secretly hate the responsibility of an entire life, an entire project lying on my shoulders alone. I can usually handle that situation if I don't realize that I'm that essential, but it really struck me during the lecture given to me last night. The entire technological aspect of the play rides on me, which makes me like... never wanna go back ever. T_T! I know that it's cowardly, but lol. ._.; Anyhoo, I don't have a choice anyway, so I'm hoping that I get into the mindset of "omfg we're gonna be awesome today and i'll do so much better omgz omgz i'm so awesome" by the performance today. Since last night I've just been emo. I accidentally woke up at 2 a.m. this morning and couldn't go back to sleep for maybe two hours because I was so distracted with how much I messed up. I usually don't screw up that badly. >_>; Perhaps it was the taboo that no one told me to "break a leg". lol. Grossness.
So I just came to whine. mew
bah for nao
