Joy Sun, you are way to damn beautiful to be in my life, but hey, thanks for blessing with me with the miracle of your friendship ;) I hope all is well, and that we possibly get closer this year? I feel as if we've parted over these past 3 years as strangers, and I don't like it! I hope to see you around more honey! I miss you! <3
HAHAHA, LEANNA! Where’d this come from? (‘:
My friendship is no miracle, but thank you for saying so. & of coooourse we can get closer, haaaah. I have plenty of empty spaces in my life for new people. Well you’re not exactly new since I’ve known you since middle school, BUUUUUUT, you know what I mean (:
She’s hurt, and you’re okay. She’s crying, and you’re having fun texting the new girl. She’s thinking about you, and you’re wondering what you’re going to wear on your first date. She’s checking up on your Facebook to see how you’re doing, and you’re posting away how happy you are with your new girl. She misses you, and you don’t even think about her for one second anymore.
I have spumoni ice cream so you can go screw yourself. EXCEPT spumoni is Italian, which makes me think of…stupid things
Irene and Arnold came over to visit me ^___________^ EXCEPT they spent the majority of the time kissing each other and i sat there like a pumpkin and kissed my hands cuhs I had absolutely nothing better to do but kissing reminds me of more stupid things
I have absolutely no homework to do which is wonderful and marvelous EXCEPT that gives me too much time to think, and you know, i’ll think of plenty of stupid things
I HAVE FUCKING PUPPIES TO CUDDLE WITH. EXCEPT I keep calling them liddo foofoos cuhs they seriously are little frickin foofoos, which reminds me of lots and lots and lots of stupid things
CHUCK CHUCK CHUCK CHUCK CHUCK starts tomorrow. There is no except this time, because Chuck is perfect therefore your argument is invalid.
& I actually TOTALLY forgot Season 5 was starting tomorrrow…but Eddie reminded me today, all “It’s going to start soon!” “…what is.” “Chuck?” and that single sudden realization made me jump up and down like a loser.
LOLOLOLOL THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY LIFE IS MY FAVORITE SHOW STARTING; THE PATHETICNESS IS TOO MUCH TO HANDLE
…Hmph, I don’t care I don’t care I don’t care I have spumoni ice cream, and this week’s Dexter to catch up on. HMPHHMFPFHFUFFHFHMPFHT
I’D GASP EVERY TIME “FUCK” WAS MENTIONED, DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO SAY “SHUT THE HELL UP” AND THOUGHT ANYTHING PAST FRENCH KISSING WAS GROSS
Talking to old people you haven’t talked to in a while—even if they hang up on you repeatedly (I still hate you)—can make you remember that. HAHAHAHA AND THEY MAKE YOU FACE REALITY AND CALL YOU OUT AS THE FUCKING LOSER YOU ARE.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU!?"
Ohmygod, the world has upped and stomped all over me is what happened to me.
SO LIKE. I know I haven’t tumblred in awhile, and I know all my stalkers are just dying to know what other pitiful things I have to say…like Irene, because she checks my tumblr several times a day everyday, cuhs she lubbbs me.
monday; moaned all day til Arnold showed up on my front door & my mom got him to take me to Panera Bread cuhs we were out of food & Irene is an understanding person who realizes that I spent literally the entire conversation complaining about how much everyone sucks and Arnold sympathizing cuhs he is a great BFF who took me out for food & leeched off me, but it’s okay cuhs he took me there & listened to my whining. tuesday; BUCA DI BEPPO with my cousin (= it’s also called self-inflicted pain cuhs spending time with my chinese cousin and her half italian/half english fiance is not very fun, because they are so fun and goofy and lovey and cute and are gonna have little devil babies and I just can’t stand being with them because as much as I love them…they’re painful to look at because they remind me of things that hurt when I get reminded of, but then again, “even things that have nothing to do with THAT remind you of THAT”. HAHHAHAHA. but I had lots & lots of fun & I had Italian soda and it was wonderful and I swear to god I’m going to live in Italy short-term one year and eat all the gelato and drink all the italian soda in the world. wednesday; stephen came over and played with Tofu, & I had a long meaningless phone call with a hanger-upper who said “MAN I MISS THESE POINTLESS PHONE CALLS, WHERE THE OTHER PERSON JUST TALKS AND TALKS EVEN THOUGH YOU HAVE NOTHING TO TALK ABOUT” ^__________^ AT LEAST SOMEONE MISSES MEEEEEE. You can’t deny it, I know you do.
GOSH, there must be more people than I think who love to listen to me whine. That’s literally all I do now. Eat sleep whine, repeat.
LOL WHAT IS SCHOOL EVEN
I am so not up for the rest of the week. I feel like even though life is moving, I’m still stuck in the same friggin’ place and I’m telling my legs to movemovemove, but they won’t let me because everyone’s moving on, and I’m just not.
I was just, you know, being a masochist and comparing our beginning to, well, their beginning.
Our excitement is the same…
Probably cuhs he just, has that effect on people. You know the right words to say because you fucking mean the things you say so you make us all mushy and fuck
except I’m much more girly about everything. Can’t help it. So many posts in my June archive about hyperness, squealing, new adventures, and then in July, everything progressed because then it was all “official” and shit.
How the fuck is anything supposed to change for me when I’ve got THIS
FUNNY HOW THINGS LIKE THAT CAN CHANGE IN A MONTH RIGHT ?
i am having these incredulous inside jokes with myself
…..fuck you guys i make me laugh okay ?
life sucks because
i have no priorities…
because i really only care about things that dont care about me
and i have no friends
except for the loser i love who’s coming to watch PLL with me saturday night before church cuhs we’re both too scared to watch it ourselves cuhs we’re. easily scared, let’s leave it at that. and the other loser who’s not coming because she’s going to go VOLUNTEER…I hate you, Joanne.
and i have no life
except for tumblr.
and i have no nothing
because i threw everything away this summer
LOL LIFE IS WONDERFUL.
…I think I need another Encounter God Retreat. Except oh please Lord not in SouthGate. That city was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too ghetto for this ayshun !
also I spilled chocolatey coffee all over my keyboard. It’s fine, obviously, but my room now has a sickeningly sweet truffle aroma. Nice for the first couple of minutes, but after that…just headachey.
See? Nothing’s going right anymore.
Little things like spilled coffee and a sticky keyboard and certain other things…add up to the worst mood in the world.
Even though that mood is actually a constant now. Hmph.