flying time

So as I was going through my February blogs, I noticed that most of them were basically me writing nothing. All the randomness and mess of a blog was just me typing without really thinking. I will admit that the only reason I’m writing these blogs is because I need the points from them. Got to bring that grade up =p . So here’s more of me being random.

I like the show House. But since the main character went to rehab (not in reality, I think...), the episodes aren’t too great. Right now I’m watching one of the newer ones but I’m still skeptical to say if it’s as great as it once was.

I painted a tee shirt for AYL and the paint is still stuck on my nails even though I’ve scrubbed at them. Paint is always fun to play with. AYL on the other hand isn’t always as fun. I don’t see the point in perpously making myself look stupid but I guess I have no say. I suppose I’ll just suck it up and get over it since it’s only for one day. I’m so close to dropping out of it… it just seems to waste my time.

Lots of things waste my time…. But I guess I waste most of it. Unless I’m dreading what I’m going through, time usually flys by. Nothing you can do to stop it, just as nothing can be done to speed it up.

say what???

This weekend was filled with lots of plan changes and sudden plans. I’m trying to plan for the next weekend already. Hopefully I’ll be able to go to Tennessee for a little while and meet up with my friend. I’ve got the ride back, just need the ride there. I haven’t seem my friend in such a long time and it’d be a fresh breath of air to see her again. Even though both of us keep moving from state to state, we still go back to the state we met in to meet back up. She never seems to change everytime I see her, it’s one of the reasons I love being around her. She makes every problem seem smaller and she’s always up for anything random. Don’t get me wrong, I love my friends here also. With all the inside jokes we have, I always end up busting out laughing in the middle of class. I gotta say, high school would be nothing without all the friends who have your back or stay up late laughing about nothing. A year and a half left, lets make it matter.

Fake it

How many people do we know who are fake? Or even fake things? Why is it that people feel the need to please others? I don’t know. I really just thought it was a cute picture. I thought I’d try to start something with the picture but it’s not happening. I’m really tired and I’m in the process of getting rid of a cold so I’m very relieved that half of the people I have classes with aren’t here. Now, today is basically a free day for me to catch up with my work. I’m stressing about the schedule for next year, no one seems to be able to answer my questions so I’m left in the dark for the most part. At the moment, I’m just sitting in the sophomore biology class while they’re taking their test. I wonder if the sound of me typing is bothering them. But then again, even if I knew it was I probably wouldn’t stop. They can just suck it up. They’re going to need to learn how to work with distractions because life’s full of it. SO GET OVER IT, and just stare at the very cute kitty =D

Tiny spaces

I love my friends and I always will but sometimes they get a little too close. I feel bad for saying it but sometimes I do like sleeping till 12 in the afternoon rather than getting text messages that start rolling in around 10. I usually always answer my texts and if I don't then im busy... don't turn to calling me right after. Seems kind of clingly... and I don't need more than one text telling me the same thing. Maybe I don't want to talk.... maybe i don't want to blog... well...maybe later =p

BooHoo

In the book of life every page has two sides: we human beings fill the upper side with our plans, hopes and wishes, but providence writes on the other side, and what it ordains is seldom our goal.

I’m the kind of girl that when you see me, you see this happy, smiley, Asian girl. Some people think I’m so happy when in reality I just strive for indifference. School life compared to my life is nothing. Everyone has stress from school, it’s nothing new. But no matter where I am, I put on a happy front. I’m not too sure why but it happens. All the things that should get me mad or make me cry, I just hold in and let it go. I rarely have moments where I explode with anger or any kind of emotional out bursts. When you break down and sob because you’re put in an awkward situation or because life isn’t going your way, I find you quite annoying. When I see you crying at the most irrational and random times, I want to tell you to suck it up. I don’t understand when people just blow it off and say, “oh it’s nothing”. I suppose I see it as something bigger and more private. I put on a smile and when others believe I’m ok, for a second I forget I’m not. Life’s hard but you’re not the only one going through the tough times. They may not be the same situations but they’re still obstacles. I think people should think of crying as more of a way to vent then just something to do.

pushed a little too far and a little to hard

You say no one will like me
But heres a newsflash which I'm sure others would agree,
Who’s the one with all the friends
Not sitting alone or with the dead ends?
There’s nothing wrong with being original
So try not to steal thoughts from your little criminal
Trevor the frogger is a logger
And he’ll be smushed by a blogger
So who else do you have, except this little frog
It seems your alone all lost in the bog
It’s your own fault
You let him take control and bring your life to a hault

You say I’ve got problems
Just look at your life and some
With time passing by you said you’d change
Instead now, things are somewhat deranged
But now I’m way passed waiting
And so close to hating
I may not be perfect
But my time? Now, you’re not even worth it
The wicked witch of the west
Was more of a best

You say you can fight
But that’s so far from being right
I know I can count on you
To go tell everyone about this too.

You can say what you want
But not me they’ll haunt
To be honest
Why should I even care at the least?
I’m done
And writing this poem was quite fun

I SAY, you’re a hypocrite
With rarely any wit
It’s actually quiet ironic
That your problems are chronic
Come say it to my face
Never mind that's just a waste
What else is there to say
except that I’m ok
Say what you want but I’m laughing the whole time
And this is way better than yours, because it rhymes


(rhymes added by others also)