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Creative Writing starts again... [Aug. 20th, 2006|05:45 pm]
The Biteage Kid
[Current Mood |annoyedannoyed]
[Current Music |"Cannon" - The White Stripes]

Things that I rather dislike.

1. Chipped nail polish.
2. Wisdom teeth extractions.
3. Losing the ability to speak clearly after a wisdom teeth extraction (not that I can do that anyway). This happened to me, and it's still happening to me. I turned to my mom not too long ago and attempted to ask if we could have some more bland, soft, tasteless mashed potatoes for dinner, and it came out as (insert noise here).
4. Dropping food on myself when I'm eating.
5. Crumpled or bent bookcovers, notebook covers, papers, etc.
6. Waking up before 1 PM.
7. Slugs. I know I say this all the time, but I really couldn't have a list of things I hate without my #1 phobia on here.
8. Scratched DVDs or CDs.
9. Having to take sick days because I actually am ill. Sick days are made for sleeping late and playing video games and watching good movies and eating ice cream, not laying in bed motionless and shitting yourself.
10. Burned food. There are few things quite as sucky as retrieving cookies from the oven only to find them black and ruined.
11. This one is something that only the kids that were in Creative Writing with me last year may understand, and it's very high up on my hate list. Every Friday last year, a very annoying young woman would fulfill the class's need for complete crap with another chapter of what she called a novel, "SKY." It was terrible and lengthy and while she was babbling for 30 minutes I usually spent my time cursing under my breath and using sign language to tell my friends how much I wanted to kill myself. Mr. Oliver probably thinks I'm just plain mean for saying this, but he's entitled to his opinion and I'm entitled to mine, which is: Sky Sucked.
12. Interrupted oral pleasure.
13. The first dirt streak on a new pair of shoes.
14. Dentist or doctor appointments. The give me the heebie-jeebies and I spend the whole three days before the actual appointment, no matter how mundane, panicking and dreading it.
15. Penicillin. For God's sake, don't take penicillin if you can help it. It makes your piss smell weird. Stay away.
16. Dial-up internet connections.
17. Know-it-alls. I'm sorry if you think you know everything there is to know about everything in the fucking universe, but sharing it with me just because you can will only make me want to shove a fork in your eye.
18. My dad when he's had a bad day at work.
19. White shoes.
20. People that call Domino's without a clue in the world what they want to order.
21. Any song by Bob Seger.
22. Child molesters, obviously.
23. Boys that can't kiss, especially if you're dating them.
24. Zaxby's.
25. Getting in my car, only to realize that there's no gas in the tank and no money in my wallet.
26. My little brother.
27. All the times my little brother tried to hang out with me when my friends were over.
28. All the times I yelled at my little brother when he was younger and made him cry. Talk about feeling like the biggest pile of shit that's ever walked the planet.
29. Rain, because it makes my hair frizzy and big.
30. Kids that call themselves emo.
31. Confrontations and arguments. I'm terrible at talking shit about others to their face when it comes right down to it. Give me about an hour and I can come up with a witty comeback, but in most cases I just ramble senselessly and trip over my words when I'm trying to make a point.
32. Messy handwriting.
33. Nights when I'm home alone and I find out all my friends are working or are out with someone cooler than me.
34. Break-ups, even when I instigate them.
35. Songs that I can't figure out the words to.
36. Citizen Kane, even though it's said to be the #1 movie of all time.
37. Being called into work. I'm a pussy and a bad liar, so I find it hard to say I'm already busy if I'm not and I end up going in and being pissy all night.
38. The one kid in every class who generally gets on everyone's nerves. I hope it's not me, but tell me if it is.
40. Needles. That means I'll probably never shoot up.
41. The fact that I am a very jealous person and I always have been. I usually don't let on about it though. In fact, most people think I'm rather indifferent about things that make me jealous.
42. The color yellow.
43. Dirty shoestrings.
44. Being single, because it really gets old after a while.
45. Black coffee. Bleah.
46. Mrs. Harper.
47. Typos. I strive to use correct grammar, spelling, and punctuation when I'm using online messengers. It bothers me when I don't capitalize and punctuate and all that junk.
48. Being broke, but who really likes it, anyway?
49. Melted ice cream.
50. Homework, which means I'm glad this list is drawing to a close.
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Flippedy ferk. [Aug. 15th, 2006|10:54 am]
The Biteage Kid
[Current Mood |soresore]
[Current Music |"Mandy Goes to Med School" - The Dresden Dolls]

I'm currently eating ice cream with no pants on in a house that I have to myself while my friends are in school.

This is the flippin' life. n_n

But not really, if one looks at the big peekture. This'll be the third day I've missed Document Creation Design and Mythology, and make-up work just isn't my thing.

Document Creation is sort of pointless all by itself... Mizz Justice doesn't know what she's doing, and I get the feeling I'm not going to be able to take Web Page Design next year at the rate that class is moving.

Greek Mythology is really interesting, but I really don't think Mizz Perry knows what she's doing either. All we do in class is read out of the book, then read some more at home and answer questions.

I would KILL for some sort of solid food. Chicken nuggets sound especially delightful. =(

Blaaaah. I'm all tired and hurty. Sleep... yes... good...
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"Mmmph!" = "This totally sucks!" [Aug. 12th, 2006|07:25 pm]
The Biteage Kid
[Current Location |Murr... I don't really know.]
[Current Mood |draineddrained]

Hurray for the lack of wisdom teeth, because I think my jaws are on fire. Invisible fire, that is.

Ow ow ow ow.

Invisible fire that also makes it look like my face gained 20 pounds in two days.

OW.

I had a bunch of things to say, but I'm slightly doped up and fleeting is the best way to describe my thought process at the moment. This whole "keep a pound of gauze in your mouth at all times" thing kind of sucks, because it's messy and gross and it makes me sick. But sweet jebus, these pain meds are schweet. They're called Oxycodone, and they're basically oxycotin and hydrocodone mixed together. Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeeeeeeah. =D

The operating room was t3h_suck. I went in there and started crying and shaking and all this junk, and I really don't like nurses. This woman is like, "So what've you been doing this summer?" and then in this in this low undertone, "Doctor, I can't find a vein," while she's flicking my arm and stuff. Honestly... I know she didn't give two shits about what I'd done all summer. Grargh. The IV in was the worst part, but then I don't remember anything after that until I woke up at home.

Kim brought Sunny over! She's so big!

I've been living on chocolate vitamin shakes and saliva for two days, so I guess that explains why I feel like walking death. And if anyone has advice on how to make my face stop swelling, please be nice and share it.

I really wish I didn't have to miss school so early in the year.

And I really, REALLY would've liked to have been in Kreative Righting yesterday... it was yesterday, right? I'm all confuzzled. I wrote a poemy-type-thingie while I was in a medically induced stupor, but I lost it so I don't know how well it turned out. My guess is that it didn't turn out at all.

But eh, I have to read a bunch of junk for Greek Mythology. The class isn't so bad, it's really interesting, it's just that it's the first year it's been offered and I don't think Mizz Perry really knows what she's doing either.

But I didn't just say that.

I got a raise (of 30 cents) and my love got a job with me! YAY-YUH!

I want to spiffy-fy my layout but I look terrible and can't take a peekture. So oh well. All those comments and messages and stuff you guys left me was awesome. Huzzah!

Howl's Moving Castle is twice as trippy when you're on medication. =)

I'm bored and laying in bed isn't as fun as it sounds. I've got my cellular tellyphone on, so a text is always welcome. [/hint hint]

Love love love.
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-_-zzz [Aug. 8th, 2006|10:45 pm]
The Biteage Kid
Homework sucks the big one.

And homework that I've already decided not to do sucks twice as much.

I know this is the place where the big back-to-school post goes, but I'm worn out and I've got quite a bit of missed sleep to catch up on.
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Finish line. [Aug. 6th, 2006|09:29 pm]
The Biteage Kid
[Current Mood |blankblank]
[Current Music |"Wrong Way" - Sublime]

And so, summer draws to a close.

I'm hoping this was the last time.

I've realized that it's in my control, so...

I think that was the final incident. The End.

=)
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Dragon Days are no more. [Aug. 4th, 2006|11:54 pm]
The Biteage Kid
[Current Mood |uncomfortableuncomfortable]

My car was filled with water when the monsoon hit. Damn my car and the windows I left cracked.

Today sucked big time, and I don't know know how to start this so let's just get right down to it.

Here be my classes!

First-o semester-o
1) Astronomy (With Freeman! Huzzah!)
2) Creative Writing
3) Document Layout and Design
4) Greek Mythology (Double huzzah!)

Second-o semester-o
1) Sociology/Psychology
2) Web Page Design
3) English IV Honors
4) Government/Economics

You know what's REALLY fun? Shutting yourself in a bathroom for an hour and a half and ruining your best friend's day by whining and being immature.

Optimism apparently doesn't run in the veins of a fuck up.
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(no subject) [Jul. 30th, 2006|02:06 am]
The Biteage Kid
[Current Mood |irritatedirritated]
[Current Music |I can hear the third Inuyasha movie in the background...]

Let's see, I think I'll start with the ugly first. This'll sound stupid and whiny and immature, but it's bugging the hell out of me.

Work was completely terrible. If you want to get technical, work itself wasn't, the fact that Erin and I almost slit each other's throats was. It's a long-winded tale, my friends. Get some popcorn and sit back.

I worked last night until 9:30. And I worked the night before that. And I worked Tuesday. This is all fine, I don't mind. Erin worked Sunday only out of the last two weeks, and I don't mind that either. She had band camp. She couldn't work.

But tonight she was convinced that she was going to get to leave first. I went in the back to go to the bathroom and she thought I was getting my bag to leave, and she went into panic mode. "What? Are you leaving? ...oh, good. You had me scared, I thought I wasn't going to get to leave first." I basically told her to stop being stupid, I'd worked this week and this was the only day she'd worked since Sunday. She got fired up and said she was tired, she'd been at band camp all week and she wanted to leave first.

Too damn bad. Fuck, I want a pony, but I don't see that happening any time soon.

I said she didn't go to band camp today, she said, "No, but I went yesterday!" Excuse me if I'm wrong, but yesterday is not today. She got to sleep last night, hell, she called me today and woke me up. She made Sascha work tomorrow for her, too. For no real reason, other than the fact that she didn't want to work then either. And there she is STILL wanting to leave first after she got out of working Sunday.

We got into it and Cody told us we could both go home. It's stupid, it's just stupid. We aren't five years old.

I love Erin with all my heart, she's one of my best friends, but it just pissed me off beyond belief. I'm sure she'll read this and heartily disagree with everything I've just said, as most of you will. Call me bitchy or mean or dumb or spoiled or whatever, but I haven't said anything about it and I just had to spill.

SO, ONTO GOOD THINGS!

Hell hath frozen over. Because sitting next to me, fully tangible, is a new cellular tellyphone. MY CELLULAR TELLYPHONE! It's so shiny and pretty and fully functional I could cry.

Everything has a catch, though. Dad got it this morning when he took my old one to see if it could be fixed (it was fucked beyond repair, but I could've told him that), and he brought this glorious piece of technology home for himself. But I'm apparently the best daughter ever so he let me have it. =D

And mi padre, being the genius that he is, didn't make sure it was activated before he left. And it wasn't. So I can't REALLY use it until Monday, but hell, it's nice to look at. I'm gonna pet it and love it and keep it forever.

Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

Oh, and I have a vanity plate for my car! Fwee!

Don't make me beg for comments, because I'm not above doing it... [/hint hint]
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Begging for hellraiser rendezvous. [Jul. 26th, 2006|01:48 am]
The Biteage Kid
[Current Music |"Breathe Me" - Sia]

though it may sound disgusting, I truly believe the length of my fingernails is directly correlated to my happiness at said time that said fingernails are long.

Long = happy. Sad = chewed up.

They are currently really, really long.

And I am about to rip the motherfuckers off.

I've realized there is a void in my life, not a huge one, but it's there. And I realized too late that I've been trying to fill it with something else, something that isn't the thing that is lacking. There are parts to it, parts of this thing that I'm missing, and I'm trying to insert one of my favorite parts without including the rest.

Sensation of skin alone cannot do it. It needs to come with all the feeling, but I don't know where to obtain that. I've settled for less and it's starting to take it's toll.

Of course it's easy to say this now, but who really knows what I'll be doing tomorrow. I've got the feeling I'll be requesting one more shindig before summer comes to a close.

I know nobody ever reads lyrics, but this song is beautiful (and short).

"Breathe Me" - Sia
Help, I have done it again.
I have been here many times before.
Hurt myself again today,
And the worst part is there's no one else to blame.

Be my friend.
Hold me, wrap me up.
Unfold me, I am small and needy.
Warm me up and breathe me.

Ouch, I have lost myself again,
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found.
Yeah, I think I might break...
Lost myself again and I feel unsafe.

Be my friend.
Hold me, wrap me up.
Unfold me, I am small and needy.
Warm me up and breathe me.

Be my friend.
Hold me, wrap me up.
Unfold me, I am small and needy.
Warm me up and breathe me.
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I have a headache. x_X [Jul. 25th, 2006|11:02 pm]
The Biteage Kid
[Current Mood |nauseatedpained]
[Current Music |Something in FFX.]

I went to Nathan's today and tri-- hang on, my pants are vibrating. Let me answer the phone.

Anyway, I tried to burn a CD but his laptop went all screwy, and it only transferred some of the songs. What a bunch of suck.

We went to Starbucks! Huzzah!

I changed into my uniform in the same room as a gay boy. It's still kind of weird that it isn't weird to do that. =]

Work was pointless.

THE END.
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(no subject) [Jul. 21st, 2006|11:32 pm]
The Biteage Kid
[Current Mood |sleepysleepy]
[Current Music |"Wheel of Fortune" - Dead Man's Chest soundrack]

I went to the fair Wednesday and had FUN.

But apart from the subject of fun, I went to the oral surgeon at seven fucking forty five this morning. It wasn't bad, all I did was talk, and now I'm not so scared about getting my wisdom teeth out. I get valum before I go, then I get that gas that makes you all stupid before I even get put to sleep, so lemme get a nice big FUCK YES! =D It's not afterwards that I'm worried about, it's just all the waiting and knowing it's about to happen that scares the piss out of me. I'm scheduled for August 10th, but I don't know when school starts... so I may ask mom to reschedule it.

But enough about that, nobody really gives two shits.

ASHLEH BOUGHT THE SOUNDTRACK FROM DEAD MAN'S CHEST (and since the currently listening option is currently fucked, that's what she's listening to)!

ASHLEH SHOULD THROW A PARTY TOMORROW NIGHT, BUT SHE ISN'T COOL AND HER FRIENDS DON'T LIKE HER.

ASHLEH HAS NOTHING ELSE TO SAY.

BUT SHE WOULD LIKE COMMENTS. n_n
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