Green dress, pink belt, new TOMS.
Its 11:40 at night and I haven't started my homework or showered. I am, however, forcing myself to stay up and study because I would otherwise be spending my time at the midnight premiere of The Hunger Games. I don't want to talk about it, I'm very upset that I cant be there.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Day 124: Karma?
Blue sweater, jeans, Uggs.
I have this theory that every time I insult someone, the thing that I am mocking becomes a part of my being. For example, if I said that someone had weird eyes, my eyes would get just a little bit weirder. Oh course, this cant be true, but in an odd way this concept stops me from talking crap about people. So basically you should scare yourself into being nice. That's my motto.
Oh and that picture, not me. But no one like disturbing photos this late at night and that's all I had for you.
I have this theory that every time I insult someone, the thing that I am mocking becomes a part of my being. For example, if I said that someone had weird eyes, my eyes would get just a little bit weirder. Oh course, this cant be true, but in an odd way this concept stops me from talking crap about people. So basically you should scare yourself into being nice. That's my motto.
Oh and that picture, not me. But no one like disturbing photos this late at night and that's all I had for you.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Day 123: Relationship Status
Winter shirt, circle scarf, jeans, TOMS, pink jacket.
Today is day 123, and that made me chuckle a little. Get it? 1, 2, 3. Whatever...
Without love, what do we have? Nothing would be a typical answer. I mean romance love by the way, not like mushy gushy grandparents love. In my mind though, without love we have oppurtunity. Without love we have room to sretch and focus on our goals rather than the goals of the whole. Being lonely and selfish is so much easier to be flexible with.
High school is a funny place where kids think they are old enough to make rational choices on their own when in reality they are ignorant, slow, lazy hoodlums who don't have a clue. You know what, thats what high school is for. Its made for mistakes.
The one thing I can't stand that high school kids do is think that they are going to marry the person they are in a relationship with. Sure, high school sweethearts do exist, but really how many can there be? Heartbreak consumes them when the reality sets in that the non-existent engagement between two high school lovers is broke off because the guy got bored and wanted to focus more on his X-Box then a relationship. Its sad how surprised they get too when something so abrupt happens.
Thats why you should stay single. No irrational futures.
Wait, that wasn't my point I don't think...
Today is day 123, and that made me chuckle a little. Get it? 1, 2, 3. Whatever...
Without love, what do we have? Nothing would be a typical answer. I mean romance love by the way, not like mushy gushy grandparents love. In my mind though, without love we have oppurtunity. Without love we have room to sretch and focus on our goals rather than the goals of the whole. Being lonely and selfish is so much easier to be flexible with.
High school is a funny place where kids think they are old enough to make rational choices on their own when in reality they are ignorant, slow, lazy hoodlums who don't have a clue. You know what, thats what high school is for. Its made for mistakes.
The one thing I can't stand that high school kids do is think that they are going to marry the person they are in a relationship with. Sure, high school sweethearts do exist, but really how many can there be? Heartbreak consumes them when the reality sets in that the non-existent engagement between two high school lovers is broke off because the guy got bored and wanted to focus more on his X-Box then a relationship. Its sad how surprised they get too when something so abrupt happens.
Thats why you should stay single. No irrational futures.
Wait, that wasn't my point I don't think...
Monday, March 19, 2012
Day 122: Scheduling
Striped shirt, jeans, Uggs.
Eat, swim, sleep, repeat. That should be the title of my life. Except for this week... This week it would be swim, school, swim, rehearsal, show, HUNGER GAMES, sleep, repeat. I should probably fit breathing in somewhere in there. I was at school for fifteen hours straight today. I'm so tired. When I'm tired my ADD kicks in and goes to the place where the thing happened and the prom was fun and I haven't eaten any sugar today, I like Gatorade, the sky is blue. Looks like its time for me to hit the hay.
Eat, swim, sleep, repeat. That should be the title of my life. Except for this week... This week it would be swim, school, swim, rehearsal, show, HUNGER GAMES, sleep, repeat. I should probably fit breathing in somewhere in there. I was at school for fifteen hours straight today. I'm so tired. When I'm tired my ADD kicks in and goes to the place where the thing happened and the prom was fun and I haven't eaten any sugar today, I like Gatorade, the sky is blue. Looks like its time for me to hit the hay.
Day 121: Prom
I thought that you would all be much more interested in seeing my prom photos then seeing my ugly outfit on Friday. Please, correct me if I am wrong.
Prom was a blast, I had an incredible time. Now thats its over, though, I dont know what the junior class in expected to talk about. I mean, all that weve been discussing for the last 6 months is prom. Thats it. You think Im joking.
So school should be interesting trying to rediscover how to have a conversation about anything other then makeup, hair, pictures, and our accessories... Woops, I meant our dates. Total joke by the way. My date looked quite sharp by the way. Thanks man.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Day 120: Lazy Day
Grandpa sweater, yoga pants.
Cut me some slack, its been a busy week. I cant even do my school work without going insane, how am I expected to get dressed?
Cut me some slack, its been a busy week. I cant even do my school work without going insane, how am I expected to get dressed?
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Day 119: Its Raining on Prom Night
Grey sweater, pink bandeau, floral see-through shirt, jeans, Uggs.
Hey Al Gore, where is this global warming you always seem to be talking about? Because it is full on raining outside. Pouring.
Hey Al Gore, where is this global warming you always seem to be talking about? Because it is full on raining outside. Pouring.
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