Thursday, December 24, 2009

Yes I am doing that "Emo" bullshit, I can feel if I want to!!

I'm all about the Growing Up Cullen stuff. GUC is a funny little thing that two girls came up with, which you can read here:

It's the funniest shit I've read in a long time. I think they get all of the characters spot on. Stephanie Meyer (or however you spell her freaking name) should read it and learn a thing or two.

Today is Christmas Eve. So, Merry Christmas and happy holidays to you all. I'm actually quite...sad. Usually I find christmas to be a very great holiday. But this year, all I can think about is how badly I've messed up in school. I failed a class. I'm too chicken shit to check to see if I failed the other class I was worried about. I probably did. Why? BECAUSE MY LIFE SUCKS. When something goes wrong, a million things go wrong at once. Isn't that one of Newton's laws? It should be. It seems to be how life goes. For me, at least.

I just want to get into the Army and get away from this stupid school.

I got my school ring earlier than I thought I would. I also got my senior pictures earlier than I thought I would. I'll post both next week. I'm still trying to find my cord to hook my camera up to my computer.

Well, I'm finally off to bed. Good night!

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Oh Really?

You know, I'm really pissed off with how my sister's in-laws are treating her and Pingo. Seriously? Fine, you want to not like Marine chick, ok, I can get that, but to turn your back on your grandchild? Fuck that. I swear, the in-laws better hope they never run into me cause I'll let them know how it goes. You may not like someone, but you sure as hell should respect, especially when they're family. Cause NEWSFLASH, Marine Chick and her dude aren't divorced, she's still his wife, she's still (and always will be) the mother of his son. That alone means she is worthy of decency. But then again, we are talking about a family who has no respect for anyone else. They let people walk all over them and talk shit about people behind their backs.

I've got no respect for any of those people and if I never saw them again it would be a day too soon. I've never liked any of them and I never will. I respect my sisters decision and choices, but crap man, she deserves someone who will actually give a crap about her. Not this douchenugget who shouldn't even be a Marine. He needs to man up and grow a pair before a 95 lb girl kicks his ass.

My sister has stuck up for me my whole life, I'm more than willing to return the favor.

And now in happy news, I took a better picture of my hair.

And also, I'm totally in love with Metallica right now and the only reason I'm currently not listening to Metallica is because my Storm CD came in the mail on Monday, so I've been listening to that for two days. It's SIGNED! THEY SIGNED IT! SERIOUSLY? AMAZING!!!! I will no longer complain that it cost me $30. THEY FREAKING SIGNED IT YA'LL!!! I <3 The Storm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much. They've seriously moved into my top 5. Black Luck is an awesome CD.

But anyways, Metallica. Right, so Metallica. <3 this band. I <3 Death Magnetic.

Dudes, Papa Het (James Hetfield, singer of Metallica for the sadly uninformed) is my dad's age, 46, and still looks amazing.

I'm throwing this picture in because it makes me smile.


That was just your life.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

New Haircolor

I got my hair dyed today. It's not as bright as I'd like it, but I do loooooove the color.