Payday
what normalcy.
i’ve been reading radiohead’s blog. especially captivated by thom yorke’s entries.
check it out.
Raindrops.
Feb 22
Dec 09
God, there are more important things in my life than this.
Nov 29
Due to unforeseeable circumstances…
I can’t see my people tonight.
Nov 26
Oh, what the heck
Things I love:
Waking up and wishing I was still dreaming
Walking at Ox Bow
When dogs sit on my feet
The sound of banjos
Board games
Getting lost with G Fitz
Being tickled (Secretly, because I feel it is the best type of attention)
When my mom rubs my feet
Haircuts
When my nephew says, “Nana” and wants me to play with him over “B” and “Kaytee”
Playing video games with my brother
Pretending
Realizing
Being in room 140
Talking to teachers and feeling as if they like me more than other students
Finishing books
Shopping with my mom
Thursdays nights with G Fitz, Ty and Erin
Beating the system
When others appreciate me
My boots
My bangs
etc etc etc etc
Nov 21
Nov 17
Once again…
My feeble attempts to do things get done, but aren’t good enough.
Cool. It’s not my fault Spencer’s story was very long and Kelly’s wasn’t long enough and the graphs were ugly and didn’t fit anywhere on Spencer’s page and it’s not my fault there was no art for Kelly’s story.
Yeah, Alix could have done something with it. But she’s better at design than myself. So I did what I could.
Spenc, don’t beat yourself up over this. Remember when Laurie forgot to set her alarm and we didn’t get the papers distributed until 2nd hour? Remember “Blank Blank (?)” and “Insert better title here?” I do. We all make mistakes as editors. My mistake this week: Being distracted. Judson should not have come in early on Friday to finish up my job, but I was fed up. I gave up. WE can’t give up. If we do, we fail. Also, if you needed a right hand man, why didn’t you ask me? I’m not going to lie, I try to steer clear from you. You make me feel like a piece of shit most of the time, so why would I want to be around you? Anyways, when it comes to something like this, don’t hesitate to ask me for help if you see me doing nothing. I can’t read your damn mind, and I don’t plan on it.
That goes for everyone: If you need my help, just say something. I’m not going to bit your head off, ok?
Nov 16
Hmp
So it goes…
I’m distracted.
I use the excuse that there is more important things in life than studying and getting good grades, keeping up with responsibilities and doing my job. But I have become distracted by a person, yet again. I started showing up to work late. I used to be there at least 10 minutes early. Then I started being 10 minutes late. Just so I could spend 10 more minutes with someone? Rather than work on AP homework or things for Hi-Times, I’m somewhere else. I admit it. I had to admit the fact that I did have to start on smaller things. If I can show I can handle those, then I can move up to smaller things. I didn’t/still kind of don’t think it is fair that people who have been there just as long as me get more responsibility. But, they’ve shown they can handle it. I still may not be able to.
I’m still very distracted.
Nov 12
I have a iMac!
G Fitz is jealous because it (I haven’t thought of a proper name yet, so Mac=it) will be taking up my lap area. I said they (G and it) could share, but I think ever since G got Todd (ukulele), he (G) hasn’t needed my lap. The puzzle (deserves a name, but probably won’t get one) isn’t helping situations either.
I smell a falling out between me, G, it, Todd and puzzle.
I also smell victory for it and myself.
G can have Todd and puzzle. I just want it.
Nov 06
This sounds terrible but…
I just think it is time for high school to be over. Give me the real world. Give me a job I hate and some beer in my fridge.
Give me a crappy apartment with my friends.
(I’ve been thinking of Drew a lot. He still won’t answer my calls. I can’t go insane without him there, I really can’t.)
I just want all the stuff I thought I wanted.
Oct 21
Spencer
You are disgustingly too honest.
