First taste of escape

I figure it is time to blog.

So the seniors are gone now. Well at least until they actually graduate. But it seems like they're gone. And I almost forgot there was more school. Then I remembered I had to write an essay for Catollico, memorize a skit for Espanol, and work on my group presentation for English. Anyway, Tuesday will be a breeze. I won't have to bring anything. Not a pencil. No scrap of paper. And Wednesday, I won't need anything either. Just Thursday. Damn Thursday. I love the band, but I hate the day.

Voy a ir de vacaciones con mi familia. We're going to Universal Studios and Vegas. Leaving on the 22nd and coming back the 28th I think. Universal Studios. I'm not into it. Not much. I just want to get out of this city. Everything about this place sucks. And I'm sad to say I live in such a place where such heinous things go on. This place sucks. But then, welcome to reality. What doesn't suck?

On my hit counter it says that 13 people visited my site today. Okay i'm not very popular so that's a pretty fat load. And I feel bad for being so unentertaining lately. Things have been quite uneventful lately. On Saturday I went to my cousin's graduation. She goes to a Catholic school. She graduated from eighth grade by the way. It was three hours long, I think. Gee whiz. First part was mass. My other cousin who is kind of a jerk kept farting and acting rude the whole time, and it never even occured to me that I didn't pray once. And this morning I was worrying a lot because my parents went to church without us and I felt like I had to pray. Oh yeah, the other morning my alarm clock went off and guess what song came up....guess...BIZARRE LOVE TRIANGLE. Yeah. So I was torn. I didn't know whether to switch it off and go to back to sleep or stay and listen. So I stood there half-asleep and listened a while with my hand on the snooze button. And I even tried to cha-cha to it, and I could. PRJ, you're right. And I said, "Hey, you can cha-cha to it." out loud to no one. And then I pressed snooze and went to bed.

So yeah. Why does anyone like Bizarre Love Triangle? Fuckin easy. Everyone wants what they can't have. And so there's this triangle. And everytime you see that person falling, you get down on your knees and pray, because you're just waiting for that final moment that they'll break the triangle and say the words that you can't say. You feel me? I love that song, because it is totally symbolic for everything in my life. I'm quiet and passive Vanessa. Hi. Yeah, you Mr. Perfect, why don't you just keep ignoring me? Color me stupid.

Dude, this pain in my side will not go away. Its eating at me. I hope you're fucking happy Pain-In-Side. You suck. I'm going to take some pills. Later ya'll.