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| whoa..this is weird. check out the previous entry date... Nov 2006.
and right now, it's what? Jan.2008!! k bye.
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| *dun dun dun*argh. dammit. dammit.
it sucks having an older brother.
it sucks sharing the same peoples/"friends" with him because apparantly, he has eyes everywhere.
and when he gets bored, he thrives on my punishments and the scolds i get from the 'rents for his mere entertainment. in other words, he instigates unecessary things that leave me in a rut of explanation and clarifications. he gets information really quick. it's surprising. it's info. that im sure he'll break out when he's in need of amo. against me. geez, and everything that comes out of his mouth automatically cling with it such negative connotations. and so, i learn to be careful and mindful of what i do next. that includes during my bday. i assure, the room will be 'clean', safe&responsible company, and blah blah blah. gawd, gets me worried. it's no fun when i've got a brother who can nark on my every move. hmm, but don't get me wrong. it's not like i do anything bad. it's just that the simplest things are/can be viewed differently by the 'rents especially.. *dun, dun* | | |
| blog blog blog.
it has been a while since i used xanga.
but i find now as a perfect time for my usual blogs of nonsense. so.. school. friends. family. life? changes. isolation. happy. sad? being 17 and looking everything but. the days. the songs. the messages. the comments. the ipod and celly. the time. *siiigh* i should get out more. it'll keep me from thinking.
[and silly as it sounds (and it's been proven), but shopping serves as one of my best remedies to feeling so.. blah. then ice cream comes second to that.] aii. i just need to get over this laziness and feeling so lethargic. no uh-oh, take me out! thursday night was the first time in a long time when i didn't have to drive out. thanks to both kuulei and mariel. and it was good dinner. great catching up with the Tamuning ladies. mhmm. so why not have more of that?
right. next weekend..hopefully. okay.. quick edit.. just when i thought i was content with this weekend's slow pace, i was bombarded with news and mixed emotions. okay, at first it was complete boredom. but super happy that i got a laptop. and a little frustration from an english assignment. then after a short call from a friend, i found myself stuck in the middle of a relation/friend-ship complication (which i know will be a difficult fix, especially trying to please both sides.) i mean, oh my, as if MY "relationship" status isn't confusing/complicated enough.. *siiiiigh* and then i check my e-mail, it's a reply from this place i applied to. i just need the courage to tell and persuade my parents to let me work. i know that'll be hard. i've mentioned that topic before and damn i didn't expect their response. they were set on me NOT working and just have school. blah, precal test on tuesday. english hw. communcations speeches. art stuff i have to catch up with, since i skipped class last time. in shorter terms it's, bored, excited, nervous, CONFUSED, overwhelmed, anxious, worried, tense.
it's one hott mess im not ready to face. the relationship ones being the most extreme.
to think, the situation is complicated enough, but having it all kept jumbled inside my head is craaazy.
and so i shall resort to my music(ipod) as an escape from it all. hmph.
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7 more school days, ladies and gents!
s.e.v.e.n. =]
[ ...for us JFK seniors] yay?
7 more days of that dreaded feeling of being forced to wake up 6:15 in the morning.
7 more days of being blinded with the NEON green walls/hallways.
7 more days of HIGH SCHOOL stress.
7 more days of "seminar" time.
7 more days of guaranteed lunch time hang-outs with friends
7 more days until freedom?
7 more days until we all go our seperate ways?
7 (or) more days until we finally be considered ALUMNIS of JFKHS.
*whoot-whoot*!
c/o two thousand six -almost therrre!
enjoy it all while it lasts. =D | | |
| *SiiiGH*
highschool for a moment..
oh my, it's been a while. it's been soo long since i've talked to Jolene on the phone.. err been so long since i talked to her, period. it was relieving. for once, i put ms.moore's work & frustration to the side and just talked. we remembered so many things that have gone on throughout senior year.. and throughout h.s. it was funny how most of our statements began with "ooh, and remember when..." , but of course there was the typical unusual random-ness when we'd just burst out laughing. oh, just talking to her brought back so much memories of our little friendships, our little gang of Jose Rios kidds, our little birthday parties and gatherings, our little mall-ing days, our little fights, our slowly falling out of the group, and our little BIG changes. the "slowly falling out of the group" part saddens me so much. we could've, shoud've hung out more, i could've, should've skipped those lunch meetings and free up my time to catch up with them. and now it's the end of senior year.. the time of the year to reflect and regret. no, no regrets. but to just cherish every second, moment, experience that comes our way. when it all goes down, your memory is probably the last and only thing that can stay with you forever. ugh. i've missed her, i miss them.
hm. let the good times roll?!
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