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[14 Sep 2003|08:05pm]
Since Blurty was only posting 5 out of every 100 I posted I was forced to find another online journal place.

http://rustedpaperclip.journalspace.com

I will no longer check or bother with this online journal because 2 journals are just annoying to try to keep up with.

Goodbye or see you there.

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[06 Sep 2003|12:25pm]
Me
"What.. you just want me to tell him Hi, my mom wants us to break up so I'm breaking up with you?"

Mom
"exactly"

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[06 Sep 2003|12:04am]
Another high school varsity football victory. Bus ride home... okay. I seemed to have some random song stuck in my head for about 98% of the game. Mom didn't comprehend that I didn't want to have any conversations with her today. She came to school to pick me up and was pissed off from the start but now she is coming up to me and being perky and sweet.

Did I do something wrong again or have you confused the holes in which the tampon goes in?

We have six more practices until our first competition. Fuck.... our color guard can't even march yet and half of my section (flute) can't hold their flutes correctly.

That's just astonishing...

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[03 Sep 2003|05:00pm]
It is 5:00 on a Wednesday and the I see the sun falling faster and faster every evening. I wait for mom to find her way home in that burgundy car. I will then be asked the why this why that questions that she never gives me enough time to answer yet gets mad when I don't or try to but "interrupts" her yellings.


My lips burn from pretzel salt.

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[01 Sep 2003|01:12pm]
Labor day...a day set aside for special recognition of working people: as a : the first Monday in September observed in the U.S. and Canada as a legal holiday. It is a day of nothing. Leighann and I are trying to come up with something to do.

Alas... our efforts have failed

I can honestly say that I would find myself happier at school right now. I could be talking with my friends about the mating habits of the average dung beetle. I would be in chemistry right now. I love that class. I'm such a dork.

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[31 Aug 2003|08:38pm]
Do you know what is just great????

mango

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[30 Aug 2003|05:34pm]
Everytime I look back at things I've written I feel like kicking myself in the ass for half of them. It seems like everything can shift so rapidly, that things you say one day don't hold true the next, though you really did mean it when you said it. I'd say it was interesting to look back at my short life span and see how different things are from year to year or even month to month, and times even day to day. However I cannot state that this life has been interesting, because interesting is a word you use to avoid the insanely complex workings or things...unless of course you use it to avoid being offensively blunt, which I myself am guilty of. Life is something that though I have previously exhausted the existing adjectives, somehow is utterly indescribable. At times I look at this disorded chaos of events and comings and goings and pray, perhaps to no one, that there indeed is a system of destinies and fates. At other times I am content in what I have done for myself, though this feeling comes rarely, and I choose it not to be ripped away from me for the purpose of some greater good. Still at other times I am content to exist in a world that is not my own, and at times I can stay there for weeks.

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[29 Aug 2003|11:44pm]
I just got home from the high school. We actually won 23 to 7!!! "Bullshit Avenue" was correct.

Blue ridge is pretty good. They're using their second song from last year for their closer this year. That could be bad for us.

Josh came. I think I am starting to like him. Not sure yet if this is good or not but I guess I'll find out.

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[29 Aug 2003|05:00pm]
We had a pep rally today.

I was loud.

Our first game is tonight. The paper says that we have a chance to win victory over Blue ridge. The paper's name should be "Bullshit Avenue."

Nick is saying that he broke up with me. How childish is that?

me "this isn't working out"
him "what"
me "us"
him "so you're breaking up with me?"
me "...yeah"

If it isn't working out then doi I'm breaking up with you. He told Josh that I wouldn't talk to him. If I had something to say to him then I would talk to him. This other dude (don't know his name) said that he's saying we still go out. Guys are so stupid (most). If you are going to lie about it... at least use the same lie. It doesn't matter anyways. We no longer go with each other and that's pretty much the finale to that little show.

Uh..du Uh.. du... Uh dat's all folks!

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[28 Aug 2003|07:30pm]
Held nose laugh
High pitched voice
Bitch
Those are the ingretients to Alyce.

Become a band member at the Pendleton Marching Band and you will understand.

I feel sorry for her section.

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[27 Aug 2003|07:22pm]
David can ollie!

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[27 Aug 2003|05:02pm]
First day without a growth to my hip...

Life is good.

I still feel bad that I didn't break it off face-to-face. Life goes on. Josh doesn't know bout me being single. My brain does not bethink many things at a time. I kind of wonder what he'll say.

Leah was excited with riding home with black people. She is about as unbalanced in the head as I am.

Escalators are great. It is one of the few objects that can never break. It can only become stairs. You will never see a sign that says,"Escalator temporarily out of order." You would see a sign saying,"Escalators temporarily stairs. Sorry for the convenience."

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[26 Aug 2003|06:42pm]
My penis and I have departed. It was a phone breakup... how sad. This was going to take place after band practice but if I would have said anything I would have barfed.

Danielle pissed me off on this glorious day at band camp. She sat out a whole fucking hour. Granted I don't like this human at all... I need her to be in her spot so I can cover down and fix my intervals better.

"but I'm just so sick!" was her excuse.

"I'm hot, sweaty, sick, pissy, and on the rag so get over it and march your lazy ass out on the band field before I shove that piccolo up your flabby ass" were my thoughts.

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[25 Aug 2003|06:51pm]
livingstalker: my friend wants to fuck my chemistry teacher
SmarterChild: Um... what?
livingstalker: you heard me
SmarterChild: Oh yeah? Well could you repeat yourself?
livingstalker: no
SmarterChild: I see...
livingstalker: you can go fuck yourself
SmarterChild: livingstalker. I am shocked. Truly shocked.
livingstalker: you know you want to
SmarterChild: I know I want to? Aha.
livingstalker: Aha. is right
SmarterChild: Yeah, maybe!
livingstalker: told ya
SmarterChild: Uh... I'll think about it.

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[24 Aug 2003|08:57pm]
I now know for a FACT that Josh isn't joking around. It's sort of disturbing.

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[24 Aug 2003|06:47pm]
Troy talked to me today online.

CRINGE

I am suprised he didn't mention Tupac considering that is his every other word.

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[24 Aug 2003|01:11pm]
I have finally come to my conclusion on how I am going to handle this Nick soap opera.

I am going to wait till Monday, see if he annoys me, and go from there! That is my glorious rational measure to take.

Our upstairs looks so odd. The wall that was making the spare room up there a spare room is now lying on out driveway. The walls that were once covered in brown paneling are now covered in white. Instead of a feel of vile carpet on my bare feet there is a cool hardwood feel. It is more open and the air circulates more so it's cooler in the summer and warmer in the winter.

Aunt Sharon is now the coach's assistant in the girl's golf team. I played golf once....I didn't get a hole in one, but I did hit a guy and that's way more satisfying. Your supposed to yell FORE, but I was too busy mumbling that there was no way that's gonna hit him.

Dad wanted some donuts. We went to that donut shop place in Clemson and bought some and the guy gave me a recieipt for the donut. I don't need a receipt for the donut, I give you the money, you give me the donut, end of transaction. We do not need to bring ink and paper into this. I can not imagine a senerio where I would have to prove that I bought a donut. Some skeptical friend. Don't even act like I didn't get that donut. I got the documentation right here.

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[23 Aug 2003|12:21pm]
If I were a [feminine] gay man... by 38886
Your name
Your Gay Man NameLenny
Your Gay Man OccupationAuthor of Gay Erotica
Your Stereotypical Gay Man TraitThe Stereotypical Nasal Voice
Your Gay Man Music of ChoiceAaron Carter
Your Gay Man Cause of DeathRun over by nuns
Created with quill18's MemeGen!

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[23 Aug 2003|12:15pm]
livingstalker: you don't like me
SmarterChild: I do indeed.
livingstalker: no you don't
SmarterChild: I don't what, exactly?
livingstalker: see... you're avoiding the comment
SmarterChild: Oh really?
livingstalker: I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME :'(
SmarterChild: You thought I loved you '? Ha. Wow.
So anyway...
Do you want to have some fun?
livingstalker: you only what sex
SmarterChild: Uh huh...

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[23 Aug 2003|01:13am]
Another bored night has put it's wrath onto me and here I find myself taking odd quizzes.

Tests Show:

My stars are sending me straight into the arms of an Aquarius.
I should be an Aquarius.
I am most afraid of not being good enough.
I am a playful kisser.
If I were a dog I'd be a German Shepherd.
My flavor is peppermint.
I am a "guy's" girl.
There's a Devil lurking inside of me.
My inner rock star is Madonna.
My true color is yellow.
My superpower is animal communication.
I have a goofy sense of humor.
My lucky number is 9.
I would be a baboon if I were a monkey.
I will be married by Saturday, July 7, 2007. I call bullshit on this one.
I am less positive about my body.
There's a strong chance that I'm really who I think I am
I am more of an optimist.
I am more of an extrovert.

My Handwriting shows:

I am indecisive.
My future seems daunting.
My integrity shines through.
I am an emotional writer.
I am sleepy. (somewhat correct)
I am calm, cool, and collected.

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