Holy Fuck

Right now, you might be like, "Man, self, I wonder where that crazy pan chick went." Well, I've been everywhere. I've been to the ends of the Earth and back. Not really, unless the end of the Earth is Ann Arbor Michigan. I've met a shit load of new people, who are all so amazing, and to be honest, I've learned so much about everything! It's so great, since I've met all these new people, I've changed so much, but don't worry, my blog won't change. I'll still complain, because the world still sucks eggs.

Back again

So, just in case you've NEVER read my blog before, my life, it is a bitch. I probably offend like, all of America in this blog twenty times over, all in one sentence. I'm a very anti-religious person, and a high school student. I don't really love high school, but I don't really hate it either.
My family is wonderfuly horrific. I live with my mom, older sister, a chihuahua and whoever feels like staying with us for awhile. Usually it's my Aunt and cosins, with their obnoxiously hyper dog.

How's life going, kid? You might ask. Life is going good for me, but terrible for everyone else (or so it seems). Break ups are in the air.

Mimes?

So, today for Drama (which I am (thankfully) not in, people have to be mimes. If I had to be a mime, I would kill myself. I can't not talk for a day. Except maybe if it was a LGBT Day of Silents, because that's for a good cause. Mime-ism on the other hand, is not. Is that even a word? Anyway, let's see if I can get some real blogging done, shall we? Well, believe it or not, this week has been fairly good, aside from almost getting killed in the middle of Freshman hall, by some douche-berry that thought I was a Freshman. I AM NOT A FRESHMAN. I'm just short. Til next time friends/enemies/somewhere in between.

Physics Fail

This class. These computers. THIS SCHOOL. Like, c'mon dude. This class is such an epic fail sometimes, actually all the time, thanks to the people who are in it. More later, cos I think we've leaving the computer lab, maybe.
In other news, MOVIE NIGHTS, Thursday, October 28th and Friday, October 29th, I guess, if you're interested, comment, if you live in the area and want to see Rocky Horror Picture Show, Sleepy Hollow and if you'd like dress up in your Halloween costume, (that one's on Friday).

Anyway, the girl that's sitting next to me keeps reading what I'm typing, don't worry honey, if I was typing anything bad about you, I'd do it on my own time. And it sure as hell wouldn't be done at school.
I can't believe it's already Thursday! Oh, balls, where has the week gone?!
The smells of Bake Shop are making me really hungry, I'm glad I have "A" lunch.

With love,
-S

OMG.

Chinese on a Tuesday?! WHAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN. So, today was an epic fail, and I didn't get a chance to blog about it, cos I only had two real hours of school. But, there was a tornado warming in the area I live in, and I had to sit in my World History class with a bunch of strangers (which, to be honest, I didn't really mind), but, we watched this horrible movie about people from Jersey that were trying not to be so "wasteful" let's just say. And every other word that came out of their mouth was a swear word. I was like, "Really? They're showing this in school?" It was pretty bad. Okay, really bad. I have no problem with swearing, but when it's what people are watching in school, it makes me want to commit suicide.

OH GOD, WHY?!

I just found out that my mother thinks the lead singer of Sick Puppies is "good looking." If that acid trip-esq picture didn't make me puck, that did. Then my mom made me listen to Eminem ft. Rihanna (or however the fuck you spell it), anyway, I know I've been lacking on my postings, but, all in good time, children, all in good time.
Oh, how I love sitting at home twice in a row on the weekends. I mean, am I that terrible? Because, not even my dog wants to sit with me. FUCK MY LIFE. I love being avoided like the plague.
Ew, Weezer. UGH. I've been trying to hang out with one of my friends for like, two weeks, but she's looking for a dog, or secretly hates me. Maybe I should start painting again? Eh, whatever, I'll figure out something to do.

Really?

Does any one really, I mean REALLY know what goes threw a cheerleader's head?