For Those Who Feel The Need To Share All of Their Banal Details Part 3 — Page 19

Every day that's gone by in the past... five or so, around this time late in the afternoon, I realize what a bum I've been, and how much time I've wasted and how utterly, sadly bored I am. I'm kind of mad at myself for just sitting around, yet every morning when I wake up, I just continue to sit around and waste time. I know I should get out, get my sh*t together and just get back to being productive and useful and... myself in general -- just get on with my life -- but it's so much easier to roll out of bed, feel like crap, grumble about it and just keep laying around. Certainly can't do this forever; every day I'm just like "oh, tomorrow," but it never happens. Of course, all the while, my list of things to do just keeps growing and becoming more daunting.

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Updated On: 5/17/06 at 05:04 PM

I set goals and then ignore them, because why do it today when you can put it off til tomorrow?

I got another interview, so I guess I'll have to haul out of bed eventually. I think it'll be like a domino effect, though; once I get going, I'll be okay.

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Updated On: 5/17/06 at 05:36 PM

I have a terrible headache.

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My friend knocked me over before, and now my hand really hurts.

My aunt called telling me I have an interview at 4:00 tomorrow at the bakery around the corner from me.

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I was just going to type what jlc and Mandi typed.

I haven't eaten all day and have a terrible headache. Plus my back hurts.
I just made a baked potato but I am not even hungry- but...I hate to throw it out.

That myspace picture of my friend really is still fresh in my mind and I hope it goes away soon- it ruined my night last night and all day today.
Worse, myspace e-mailed me back and said it is not possible to trace back and find out who started it and so it cannot be deleted (which I find BS.) Then they said that if I use any third party codes to track it down, it is a serious violoation of myspace terms and my myspace will be deleted.

WTF? I don't even know how to do that! And personally, them not being able to delete that really makes me wonder. If they said that if I use any third party code to track it down..etc...obviously it is possible! AARGGG!!!!

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Thanks Emcee- that's what I'm saying.

They are telling me that it's against myspace rules to track the code down..etc...

Just saying that makes one know that it is 100% possible.

I am trying to eat some potato. I guess some if better than nothing.

I hope you feel better too!

Edit: I think we should have an "Our Life Sux" meeting.

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Updated On: 5/17/06 at 06:51 PM

AGGGGH my mother. She is IMPOSSIBLE. I'm begging her to stop tormenting me, and she just keeps sending me these IMs and these emails no matter how many times I ask her to please leave me be. All she does by giving me these lectures is make sh*t worse. AHHHHHHHH.

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That picture may not be the meaning of obscene most people think of, but...it IS obscene!

Dictionary.com

ob·scene Audio pronunciation of "obscene" ( P ) Pronunciation Key (b-sn, b-)
adj.

1. Offensive to accepted standards of decency or modesty.
2. Inciting lustful feelings; lewd.
3. Repulsive; disgusting: “The way he writes about the disease that killed her is simply obscene” (Michael Korda).
4. So large in amount as to be objectionable or outrageous: “local merchants in nearby stores get hammered by stratospheric rents and obscene taxes” (Joe Queenan).

I don't know how to bold but it number 3- "RUPULSIVE; DISCUSTING.

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Updated On: 5/17/06 at 06:55 PM

I just saw my dad, and he goes "well, I'm not going to lecture you, but..." and gives me this whole thing about "we're sacrificing a lot for you to be here..."

I get that, but maybe I'm just too stupid to do any better. I suppose that's what they want to hear.

*screams into pillow*

Why is everything such f*cking TORTURE? I can't handle this right now, not with every OTHER relationship blow I've been dealt lately. I'm sick of being clobbered by people I'm close to. I'm dealing with problems I can't even *tell* my parents about because they'll have me committed or tied up or something, and what they're putting me through is not helping.

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Updated On: 5/17/06 at 07:01 PM

Yay, my friend just got home from college so I'm going to hang out with her instead of going to a movie by myself.

During Christmas break when we were all bored/depressed, we planned a trip on the Adam thread to a deserted island. Maybe we should revive the plans.

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Now my mom's all sad and sorry; she says she's sorry, but she's not going to do anything differently, so it's worth nothing to me. She's sorry, and she just keeps pushing my buttons. ARRRRRGH. What's the point? She's sorry that I'm mad, not for what she's doing.

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Updated On: 5/17/06 at 07:13 PM

I'm watchign the "My Favorite Broadway: The Love Songs" DVD, and I've come to the conclusion that I'd rather hear the Nathan and Adelaide from our school production of Guys & Dolls sing "Sue Me" instead of Nathan Lane.

That arrangement was AWFUL, although I do love me some Darius DeHaas

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Practice didn't happen this entire week, and I went on another secret binge. Not so secret anymore. Must not get kicked off the team (Okay, so I'm protesting the fact that I haven't been played since I cut practice during AP week. I wasn't in the f-ing play this year because of soccer. DIE. Did I mention my couch is an ass? *end rant*) But yea, he's been a little ass this year, and benched me on several occasions. I think I really died when he benched the girls on the state team because they missed psal practice for state practice. Are you on f-ing drugs? Then he doesn't play me at the Bryant game. o_0. Truthfully it's the only time I get a real chance to score some goals without ever trying. It's sad that I had better stats as a freshmen (and got more game time) with the old couch. Yea, athletics awards...I am going...I better not sporadically get kicked off the team this week.

I'm figuring out how to radically raise my overally average 5 points so that it mirrors my overall average, and don't get a speech and f-up collge apps in the fall. I've already forged signatures on my report card, and somehow my mother forgot I get 2nd term grades. Letter grades, then faux letter grades, and then the grades that count. Somehow things I brush off without trying are now the bane of my existance. Spanish Lit (a class I loooove) is death, and so is Calc, French, Latin, and of course Physics. And if my grade in English drops because I don't have inane questions to ask in class because I actually understand the sound and the fury, I am going to kick some ass.