I'm hanging out (well, sort of? I don't know) with Sophana, Cindy, and Juditte in Mr. Westcoff's room in Lynn Classical. Tomorrow is the last day of school.

Some creepy kid is depending on me to leave the computer and let him go on. Uh, no. Please go away, thank you.

Currently Playing August and Everything After By Counting Crows Time and Time Again see related

It's been a while since I've updated this THING.

A long, long while.

My Constantine fandom is officially over.

Anyway...

I'm bored.

Haha.

My camera is broken...

Everyone's journals = lag city. Mine = LAG FREEEEEE

Anyway...

I need guy friends to subscribe to.

Johnny doesn't count.

Currently Playing Across A Wire: Live In New York City By The Counting Crows Have You Seen Me Lately see related

My parents kept me home, sick, today because my head hurts and my throat hurts really bad. It's 11:17 right now... four more hours until everyone's out of school...

I could go for some soda right now.

Mm, soda.

Corey Feldman was in town yesterday. He was standing on the sidewalk, a box or sign or something in front of him, and he was preaching about animal rights. That crazy cat. I laughed really hard.

You know what? I've determined that repeating freshman year won't be so bad. I'll be in classes with new, confused kids much younger than me. Maybe I'll even do better than them in class. I don't know what got into me this year. I just can't get good grades.

If you think that I could be forgiven... I wish you would.

So, Xanga, huh? Yes, I've jumped on the bandwagon. No, I'm not abandoning my LiveJournal. I'm just curious to see what it's like to have an Xanga. So, yeah, I'm sitting here listening to A Long December (Live) by Counting Crows, which is typical of me. I'm a Counting Crows freak. Adam Duritz is a genius. Yadda yadda yadda. I'm not exactly sure how to work this thing...

So I've heard a little shit by the name of Jared has been going around, spewing his psuedo-awesomeness like crap everywhere. Apparently he's God and everything great, like Pizza Combos or something, and everyone just yaks yaks it up when he says something. On the night of the semi-formal, which I did not attend because I didn't feel like going, he went over Adam's house and they went on the computer. How social of THEM. He accuses me of having "no friends" (which is not true, I have friends. What an asshole.) The he goes, "Haha! You don't have a date to the semi!" And I say, "You're hanging out at fucking Adam Craig's house, chatting to people online."

Wow. What a cool kid. Now he sits at the other end of our lunch table, every day, and he launches bottlecaps out into oblivion. To quote Sarah, "HAHAHA! Those kids are so cool. *eyeroll*" 

I hate fucktards.