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Oct. 1st, 2009 09:59 pmWhy does my mother keep stalking my Facebook and asking me about my friends D8<
WORST DAY EVER.
I was not allowed by my mom to skip on my Senior Skip Day. So I was a loser and had no friends all day.
Then I did crappy on a Physics test.
Then my balloon car got thrown out by the janitors, so no extra credit. Which, yanno, could have helped with that test.
Then I had a diet bar for lunch. Yum.
Then I had the ending of And Then There Were None spoiled for me while I was reading it.
Then I got my period four days early, ruining one perfectly good set of underwear and putting me in a shitload of pain. I get cramps so bad that my ankles ache.
Just, I hate everything right now.
The only good things about today were playing pickleball (a fusion of tennis and pingpong) in gym and reading the week's manga chapters.
Day 1 of 21: more RL than you can handle
Dec. 4th, 2008 08:24 pmCalorie tally: roughly 1500.
Breakfast: Cheerios.
Lunch: Chicken Caesar salad, orange, milk.
Dinner: 180-cal Powerbar, large Arizona iced tea, and a salad with chicken on it when I got home.
I did pretty well today--I did splurge and eat about twenty french fries when I went with two friends to the McDonald's (I had already eaten the powerbar, and wasn't hungry. Well, wasn't going to eat), but comparatively, that wasn't all that bad. I also went to the dress rehearsal for our Library Christmas show--I'm part of a student octet singing "Sleep," by composer Eric Whitacre. We're so going to kick butt over the weekend, next to the Barbershop Choir and the chorale filled with old people.
I finally got to have a voice lesson with this woman who comes in to train with the college-bound singers. She immediately told me what I feared she'd say, and knew she'd say: my breath control sucks. Which it does, so now I can motivate my lazy-ass self to work on it, since I'm paying fifteen bucks a lesson. I'm doing this for District Chorus, so I can hold on to my first(!!!!!!) place.
( Don't click this: emo afoot. )
tl;dr My mom is filled with Christmas cheer, and also a side helping of batshit insanity.
Great Anger, I am having even more of it!
Nov. 27th, 2008 04:38 pmArgh.
Rargh.
Grah.
My mother.
After I go and get that Facebook she SO DESPERATELY wanted me to get, she has now invoked Parental Clause Epsilon, which apparently states, "If your child belongs to any social networking site, no matter if it's safe or not, no matter if YOU MADE THEM DO IT or not, that AUTOMATICALLY CONFERS UPON YOU THE RIGHT TO GO THROUGH THEIR GODDAMN EMAIL AND WATCH EVERYTHING ANYONE EVER WRITES ON THEIR WALL OR WHATEVER. AND THE RIGHT TO MAKE COMMENTS ABOUT HER FRIENDS."
My anger has left me speechless, otherwise I'd be voiceposting so you can hear my seething rage.
Also, apparently it is a BAD THING to have internet friends. Because every single person on the interwebz is a CREEPER. YES, THEY FAKED ALL THEIR SPEECH PATTERNS AND OTHER RL/INTERNET FRIENDS AND THOSE PHOTOS OF THEM AT CONS. THEY ARE ALL CREEPERS. YOU STUPID CHILD.
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EDIT: Also, Happy Thanksgiving. I am so thankful for this livejournal and all my wonderful creeper Internet friends. You guys pick me up when I'm down, and make me glad to have the interwebz. ILU all. <3
Rargh.
Grah.
My mother.
After I go and get that Facebook she SO DESPERATELY wanted me to get, she has now invoked Parental Clause Epsilon, which apparently states, "If your child belongs to any social networking site, no matter if it's safe or not, no matter if YOU MADE THEM DO IT or not, that AUTOMATICALLY CONFERS UPON YOU THE RIGHT TO GO THROUGH THEIR GODDAMN EMAIL AND WATCH EVERYTHING ANYONE EVER WRITES ON THEIR WALL OR WHATEVER. AND THE RIGHT TO MAKE COMMENTS ABOUT HER FRIENDS."
My anger has left me speechless, otherwise I'd be voiceposting so you can hear my seething rage.
Also, apparently it is a BAD THING to have internet friends. Because every single person on the interwebz is a CREEPER. YES, THEY FAKED ALL THEIR SPEECH PATTERNS AND OTHER RL/INTERNET FRIENDS AND THOSE PHOTOS OF THEM AT CONS. THEY ARE ALL CREEPERS. YOU STUPID CHILD.
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EDIT: Also, Happy Thanksgiving. I am so thankful for this livejournal and all my wonderful creeper Internet friends. You guys pick me up when I'm down, and make me glad to have the interwebz. ILU all. <3
