it's too bad you're so sad

date: february 7, 2001
time: 12:01 p.m.
listening to: dark blue by no doubt
talking to: no one
feeling: mad at my mom
wearing: baggy jeans, american pride shirt

goddamnit! my mom spilled fucking COFFEE on the keyboard this morning... and let me tell you, i've spilled numerous pops and whatnot on the keyboard, and NONE of those have fucked it up. why she had coffee by the keyboard enough to spill it all over is beyond me, considering i'm always yelled at for having stuff by it... but anyway, now it won't work properly. either the space bar doesn't work at all, or it works, but as the enter key. and the right arrow doesn't work, or it works as a space bar. GAH, it's so irritating! so now we have to get another keyboard. blaaaah.

i'm loathing most of your history. hesistation, but then you siphon me...

yesterday (fuck it's acting as enter again) i kept waking up from these dreams that nevie wasn't coming, or that at the last minute she couldn't come... or when she did come, she hated me.... :( it was weird in one of them, but i can't remember it now.

fucking space bar!

anyway. then my mom kept jinxing it and saying she didn't think nevie would be able to come. gah, i was like, "SHUT UPPPPPP!" blah.

okay this thing is driving me fucking mad.

brooke stole my compact back today, hahaha. we had a half day and melissa left her stuff in fourth hour (we had the pm classes today, each month we have a half day, and it switches between am and pm classes) before the bell rang, so brooke went in her purse and stole the compact... sure enough, it's mine. same broken piece and everything. *sigh* god, how fucking ridiculous. and i guess melissa was digging all around in her purse after i left (she seems to use it when i leave for the bathroom and such, so it's obvious she knows it's mine...) and asked brooke if anyone went in her purse while she was gone. jesus christ, could you please make it any more obvious that you stole it, and that you KNOW it was mine to begin with? it's not like i'm going to use the thing now, but still. baaahaha. i should take it out and use it right in front of her. *cackles* waaa, i'm evil. lol oh well.

if you lived here, you'd be home now.

yesterday i burned the fucking hell out of my hand. for some reason, all our bowls were gone. nowhere to be found. and i was hungry as hell, so i made some oatmeal in a pot. now, my mom's put pots in the microwave before (shut up), so i didn't figure anything would be wrong with it. after about 30 seconds, something starts smelling... i'm like, "what the fuck is that?" and i opened the microwave. the fucking pot handle was split down the side, and apparently this wasn't sposed to go in the microwave. so me thinking it wouldn't be hot after 30 seconds, reached for it, and totally scalded my hand. :( it fucking hurt like a bitch, man. waaa.

nevie called at four, too, and her mom seems to be doing okay, besides the obvious injuries. i'm glad, that scared me for a bit... i hadn't talked to nevie in a couple days and i was worried about what was going on. i'da called her but after the last four hour conversation without a phonecard, i'm a little leery, as our bill is going to be high. eeek. so anyway. i'm such a fucking klutz, while talking to her, i slipped and slide down the stairs. lol. and like, the week before that, i was talking to her and fell off my bed and slammed my head into the wooden support beam next to it. :X i am a kluuuutz. i think i fell off a chair laughing that day, too. lmfao. righhhht, al.

holy shit, tommy looked so cute yesterday. :X he was wearing this like, dark orangy-rust color sweater, eee. and his funny black like, hush puppy shoes. baahaha. melissa is getting the pictures of him she took developed today. :DDDDD oh yesssss. lol, slap me, i am a sick individual.

jeni puvalowski is the stupidest person alive. she is in her SECOND year of trig, cause she failed it the last time. same tests, same everything as last time. and she STILL doesn't get it. wtf, man. me and dawn are only in our first time, and we get it. plus jeni is a huge ditz, and i wanna fucking smack her. she hates me too, so yeah. yesterday she was being a stupidass and said something like, "oh wow, it's so tricky! like your military stuff, mr. wahl!" and i'm like, "NOT REALLY." lol.... she knew it was about that too, cause me and dawn couldn't think of anything to cover it... so i just stared blankly at my nails when she turned and glared at me. *shrugs*

oi oi. last night at dinner (ugh, my mom made me eat chinese, when she knows i hate it) my mom was asking me if i minded duane.... i'm like, "oh shit, how does she know..." cause it was totally random. i told her "beside the fact that you're never here because of him, or that he's here all the time, or that you two obviously kick me off the computer so you can fuck? nah, not at all." blah. she was like, "maybe i wanted to sleep! and that's why i kicked you out." but hello, if she wanted to just sleep, she wouldn't need to kick me out. *vomits* ugh, what a disturbing thing. she's been dating him, what? two months at best. and yet she's already fucking him? that's sick.

but enough's never enough to make a dent.

shit, i love this cd. return of saturn. i think my mom wants me to burn her a copy of it, but she can rot in hell. :X i've finished all of meg's burned cds (she wanted MON and SI cause she didn't have those ones), and i'm almost done with chrissy's... then i'll be done. well, i have to make a rock in rio silverchair and storytellers no doubt one for myself, first. napster really hated me last night, it took me like, seven times to finally get the last RIR file. blah.

don't gasp at the predictable, a comforting lie can't last.

that used to be my signature for a while. goddamnit. i have to keep slamming the keyboard down to make it work correctly. ughhhh, it's so annoying. and it reeks of coffee in here.

hmm, weird. i just took it off the little props, and now it feels so weird, cause i'm used to having the props up on it. aaaah. freakish. lol.

ummm, what else? bah, i'm good today, i forced myself to do my homework before i came on here. wheeee, that means my whole day is free. :D

alright, that's it, i'm going to take some pictures of the new walls in my room.

there's a ladybug climbing on the computer desk - what the hell, it's winter.

5:42.p.m.:...okay..my..keyboard..won't..even..space..at..all..anymore..i..just..wanted..to..say..that..
i..love..nevie..cause..she..sent..me..flowers!!..*scream*

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