Yo. So today I woke up at 1:20, which is the latest I have woken up in a while, usually never past 12...usually. But last night I was just blogging for four hours, which includes the two-hour waste before blogger ate it up with it's grubby little hands. Bitches. Yeah, I don't know why. And then in class today I was really emotional. I guess that's where all of my period feelings went, they're just late, arrived AFTER the period. Thanks, I appreciate it. I was wondering why I was zoning out, and what was I thinking about? I can't even remember, but I was damn near tears. Hormones. Idiots.
I did my "mini-pop" today on KPsiE. Because it was supposed to be persuasive, so I told them to not stereotype us, because we shouldn't be stereotyped, and I hate when people do that. I could have went on forever and ever but I think they were getting bored, and I was giving them hella information...the teacher always looks mad at me, I think it's because I skipped that one class to go bowling. Just skipping one class caused my grade to plummet to a C, which is whack because I got a perfect on the first quiz. PERFECT! A to C in one day. GDAMNIT.
Well, we got out early, like 730, I was so singing hella loud and proud today on the way to and from school. Usually I'm tired or I feel like an idiot, so I just hum and move a little. But yeah. "Suicide Medicine," "All Hail the Heartbreaker," "Jodie," and "Sell My Clothes, I'm Off To Heaven" get my blood flowing, or did today.
When I got home I jumped on the computer and my cousin IMed me wanting to go golfing. Man, I haven't golfed in like a month, so I said yeah. When we went to pick up Bryan and Gerald we saw the moon.
Hovering low. Orange moon. Like Erykah Badu...I'm an orange moon.
Anyway, back at the driving range, it was hella crowded. But yeah, got some hits in. I suck with the iron, but I'm pretty damn good with the driver. We took some pictures but they're dark because we are. Ilocano blood, ya know how we do. Anyways, when Manong's friends came we left and went to In-N-Out. I think we only spent 20 minutes there. Ate hella fast then left because my Tita was calling hella times to get the boys home. My family's hella overprotective.
So tomorrow I might go to Vacaville until Saturday if I choose to. If so, we're going to Six Flags Marine World on Friday. Which is cool because I haven't been there since they were just Marine World, and I swear every year we went I wanted the same little statue of a fuckin killer whale. That's if I choose to. But I have to give a speech on Monday...and Wednesday, and I need to research like a mofo. I can't believe it...the rest of this week, then next week, then on Monday, August 1, I'm moving back up. Well not to stay, just to move. My air matress. hahaha, but The summer's gone already....
My heart is breaking as I type. Goodnight ya'll.
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