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| Hey everyone, or..er.. whomever is reading this.
Not much has been happening lately (that's mainly cause I'm stuck at home with nothing to do with everyone yelling at me to do something but setting up a curfew for me)
But! I did get to go to Spamalot on Wednesday with Cindy, Colby, Magali, Julia, and Michael (*gasps for air*).
The day started with me cleaning up my/bro's/sis's room so that if anyone came in they wouldn't see my sister's underwear and bras lying about. Cindy and Michael came first and we started to play Halo 2 because Cindy doesn't play, then I went down to get Julia and Colby. So that's......3 times I had to ride our weird elevator that doesn't want to open its door whenever it gets to the third of fourth floor.
Around 1:30pm we went down to start walking to the theater where Spamalot was being performed. Kind of awkward for me because Cindy + Colby = couple, Julia + Michael = couple, so that left me as the fifth wheel. X.x
But for a while, us girls walked in front of the other two so we were able to chat a bit and laugh at how easily Cindy would get lost.
Once we arrived at the theater, we met up with Magali. Yay! Sixth wheel! I don't have to be alone! (Ironic how we sat at opposite ends once we got our seats ._.)
There weren't as many people as I thought there would be at the theater and our seats were okay even though they were cheap (forty bucks *dies*).
I really like all their scenes, they were colorful and had that Monty Python kind of feel to it.
Luckily, the musical revolved around Monty Python and the Holy Grail rather than all of their movies because I didn't watch them all. Their songs were really good, too.
After our two hours of siting in plush chairs we went downtown to Borders and walk around before Magali and I had to leave (we both had a set time when we had to be home by, well, for me, I had to go to my grandma's).
So yeah, I don't have much detail to this because I'm laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy. XP
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| Just starting us off today with something that I've been laughing about for a while.
I've never been in a huge group of friends but I'm in a little dork group nonetheless(dorky in a cool way :P), and there are always other groups at school that everyone can pretty much make out.
Everyone has their own little area in the courtyard where they sit. Preps here, Filipinos here, Skaters towards the middle, Gangsters in the arcade, Nerds are off here, and Freshmen are, of course, all in the cafeteria.
So...there's always the more outgoing/artsy kids hanging out outside near the flag pole or sitting in the grass doing whatever. During the beginning of the school year there's two of them that start to go out.
Imagine it, you have this huge group of kids but only two of them are lovey dovey and kissing, holding hands and stuff in front of their other peers. Imagine what is going through everyone else's minds at this point.
As the months progressed, more people from that group begin to start to date the other. First it's one, then it turns to four, then seven, and eventually everyone is with someone. Yay! It's just like the psychedelic days with their freelove.
Hilarious. Really.
I wonder how this all works... Is it jealousy? Or some weird hormone thing that passes in the air? I'm never getting close to those people either way. So no weird hormones for me! Yay-yuh!
And for those who want to know. That first couple broke up and the group kind of dispersed their new half and halfs.
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| Boo!
Seven more school days and I'll be free of all this...going to school and dealing with a jerk load of shitheads and putting on this mask in order to talk to anyone. I can't fucking wait until I'm out of here. I guess I wouldn't be saying stuff like this if I wasn't born here but I hate the city, I don't like being a city girl. I don't even ACT like a city girl.
Gah!
It's a shame. I won't have a chance to leave until this 5 year limit is up. Still got a year...next year to be exact...to feel literally and figuratively old, and 2 years of more general education when I've already had twelve and a pinch already. And then there's the start of my education that will lead me to the rest of my life.
...Can't wait until I'm out of here. *attempts to run but crashes into a wall*
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| Why do parents have to set standards for my future significant other? I'M the one that is deciding to spend the rest of my life with whoever he is, I have standards, too.
This only come up cause my parents are tired of hearing my sis's bf, who is chinese but doesn't know any. So it's hard for them to communicate with each other. So my parents want me to find someone who can speak cantonese/mandarin.
Which is stupid, they are basically telling me that I have to find someone chinese. I want to be able to choose who I want to be with, not based on his ethnicity! And too bad for them because I already have my eyes on someone....and he is not chinese.
I'm actually tired of city boys and seeing chinese people all the time. I don't have real problem with it but I guess from seeing the abundance of them throughout my short lifetime I've become less and less attracted.
So hah! Take that mom and dad!
By 2014, I'll be as free as a bird and I can move away and live my own life without their boundaries.
And I can just visit, rather than staying and having them complain about everything. I'll cut my shirts the way I want. I'll wear more black if I want to. I'll buy the clothes I want, set my own schedule, make my own decisions, eat the way I want to eat. I'll write on my hand if I want to. I'll dye my hair if I want to. And I'm freaking living the rest of my life with someone that I want!
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| I hate the idea but he's right.
He fucking sees everything. I hate it. Not him though. I hate it, and myself.
I hate putting a mask in front of everyone, pretending to be nice and stepped on like a fucking doormat to make others feel better. Why should I care that other people will possibly dislike me? Why should be friends with people I hate?
I need to start being brutally honest and stop being so friendly. I'm not getting anything out of it.
I'll ignore the loneliness by reading book like I did before. I will start going to the library again.
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