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That makes me think of the obnoxious peanut butter jelly time

I'm just bored an I have no motivation to do homework since I've missed the last two days of school, I'd rather creep TIF.

Psycho, I seem to be submitting new posts immediately after yours prior to them showing on my screen and it amuses me

My calorie intake for the last four days probably doesn't reach that since I've been sick.

Or makes sleep deprived mortals say ridiculous things without realizing how insane they sound Teehee timing

I understand normally not staying up till 5 AM, but in certain situations it's just so entertaining depending on who you're with.

Granted. You get called up and taken as the new top executive in charge of Pokémon, making you in charge of the franchise's mind. And, by commutative property, in charge of your own mind. I wish someone could define the difference between when a person is being "fake" and "real", not referring to acting or existence.

As Charlie Sheen would say... WINNING

Last year when a group of my friends was hanging out, we all split into vehicles to drive to a guy's house. The guy whose house it was rode with one of my close friends to go pick someone up and direct her there, I was riding with another close friend behind a guy who doesn't normally associate with "good" people like us. We didn't know where we were going, so we had to follow him. He told us, jokingly, we'd have trouble keeping up. Taking the challenge, my aggressive friend decided we were going to fly over the solid line getting on the highway. The guy didn't take this lightly, he flew past us and eventually went over 100 on a winter Saturday night. We followed at 90 and eventually slowed to 80, watching his tail lights. We noticed we had to exit a bit late and came up the ramp at about 85. Once we got into the neighborhood, we were following through the hills and turns at about 45, still 10mph below him. Once we arrived, I was informed that one of my friends basically had a panic attack and squeezed my other friend's hand to death. I was alright since I was with someone I trust with my life, but my other friends were not. I don't drive, but I understand the adrenaline. But, in most situations, the cliché "safety first" should be applied. Especially in bad conditions, in a car that you don't own, in neighborhoods or on busy roads, or with people you care about in the vehicle.

Over. I switch it at other peoples' houses if it's the wrong way. No joke.

I was one of the gifted kids in elementary school, got awards, blah blah almost same story as everyone else on this thread except my school didn't give letter grades, just some number scale deal. In middle school, the only B I got was first quarter of sixth grade, I remember I spazzed out about it because I used to be a little perfectionist. Also, I was upset sixth grade year because they didn't put me in accelerated math, which I was put into the next year and caught right up. And then there's high school. At the end of freshman year, I had a 4.0, which was great but I was only in 3 honors classes. Then sophomore year my dad left during 2nd quarter and since then my grades have varied, I was upset and skipped homework and got a couple Bs and a C. Pure devastation. I've never gotten my dedication back, haven't worried too much about grades. I did most of my homework till now (with the exception of math, but I'm no longer in math). This semester, however, I've decided to go for straight As, which shouldn't be terrible since I've only got 5 classes, which yearbook and Spanish are automatic As for me. I guess I've learned now since I've been accepted to college that I shouldn't have killed my perfect GPA, or I should have tried to fix it instead of having the mindset that it was too late. If I would have made top 5% of my class, I'd have a much better scholarship since my ACT score qualified for a higher one. I'll have to maintain a 3.5 for the scholarship, so getting my dedication back while it's easy now is best. I guess moral of the story is I regret letting myself lose dedication and feel that lower grades were okay. It's good to not kill myself over lower grades, but setting the bar higher for myself would have been preferable.

School today was average, as well as yesterday. Haven't done homework since last Thursday, I should probably get on that. My interesting days were this weekend, I babysat my best friend's siblings and a couple other kids, got paid as much as she did when she was working, stayed up with her till 3 that night, slept till noon, and went to The Walmart and Subway to make obnoxious comments. We ran into the guy we had a fun random night with this summer and called him the appropriate name that rhymes with "rut" due to the fact that he thinks it's cool to make out with two best friends in one night, psshhh.

Maybe try detaching yourself gradually. The relationship won't completely die, but if you get her to be more independent and less reliant on you, along with not going out of your way for her, when it does end, she'll be able to look back and say oh, I guess it hasn't been all that great lately anyway. She'll still realize it all at once, but it might help for her to see it's been a long time coming.

Soo. A close friend of mine (who has been slipping away from me for months, which is beside the point) goes to a different school and currently is super into her boyfriend (or having a boyfriend, not sure which ranks higher.) She's been complaining of her school friends there and saying the group is falling apart in the final year and such, and that she's basically replaced them with her boyfriend's friends. Does anyone else think that sounds like a slightly unhealthy idea? Cutting ties with people who will back you up doesn't seem like a good idea, even if they're being replaced since the people she talks to more now are the guys her boyfriend talks to. And, in reality, it's high school. I don't see the relationship lasting. I can't say it to her, but really, it's true, especially for him moving six hours away next year. Thoughts on if this is a problem? Or how to approach her? Our friendship has been slightly turbulent since the introduction of this boyfriend, but I'm not fearful of sharing reality with her.

Today I saw my kitten on the deck of the house behind ours. I went up there and called him, silly kitty was all excited to see me, as usual. He hopped down and I figured I'd have to carry him home or he'd run. I quickly noticed that the hill I was trying to walk down was icy, and, being the klutz that I am, I decided I needed my hands free. I called Carlos (the kitty) every few seconds and he happily trotted behind me home :)

Yeah I know how the relationships work, especially with her. She's had quite a range and always comes back to being herself. But I'm not wondering if the damage that's been today has been irreversible, I'm just a bit down. I haven't dated, I get judged when my dating friends catch my complaints or criticisms. But it almost takes an outsider to see more than those inside, I'm sick of being treated like I don't understand. I know I'm not the smartest or experienced in the ways they are, but I can think and be receptive. More people have been letting me in lately, but now the most important is shutting me out. It was so much easier not having one person more important than everyone else, but things are set this way. I apologize for my rant. People lately suck.

Today. Normal drowsy day at school, now arguing with my best friend and trying to stop crying about it. Woohoo.

Lately, I've had more and more issue with my friends and heard about all their issues with each other. I'm currently arguing with my best friend about how she's completely absorbed with her boyfriend and thinks of nothing else (we are 17). Anyone have friend issues they want to discuss or get advice on?

A lot of these remind me of other things I do. Witty comments definitely make me smile, more than most people. And puns. I'm a fan of puns, they blow my mind. Oh, of course I also smile when I hear especially biting insults. They're beautiful.

I can never contain smiles at some pretty random times. Yeah, I smile at normal happy things, but a few quirky things always seem to get me. For example, smiley faces in text form. If someone texts or IMs me a smiley, I smile like a fool. Which is awesome in public. Also, certain people ALWAYS make me smile. A couple are old friends I don't talk to much, and my closest friends make me smile most of the time even though they're really good at making me mad too. Predictably, when people compliment me or tell me they love me I beam as well. I still think the receiving text smileys one is the best though, since I always have to explain myself for it. How about everyone else, what can always put a smile on your face?

I used to only have the music from the CDs my family owned. I then began going to my friend's house to get music from her. All of her music is either from physical albums, purchased on iTunes, or taken off CDs from the library. I figured this was just as good as buying it, but really, taking music from my friend or from the library is still only coming from one source and ending up on many iPods. Now, I borrow music from that friend still and get pirated music at a different friend's house. I find a song I like free, YouTube the artist, and decide if I'll buy the album. I'm in with the people who support the artists they like best, and for those others I take one song from, I'm sorry if it means anything at all to them. I know all of us sharing that attitude can have a larger effect, but doesn't the artist want to affect as many as possible? I hope I'm not ruining anything for anyone. But I'm 17. Take that for what I intend to say, that I have only a little money to support the people I like best, or take it for I don't care because I'm young.

I was upset when I wrote this, as evidenced by the content, but it helped me figure put what I wa feeling and writing calms me down. The structure is odd with poems at the beginning and end and a rambling bit in the middle, but I'd like to see what people think of it. It's not you, it's me. I push you You push back And instead of getting back up I take another step back I dig the hole Jump in And yell at you from the bottom Acting like you pushed me Knowing you didn't And waiting for you To pull me out The dreams are just coming from someone with a sick sense of humor, mocking my every thought and giving me desires I'll never get, goals way out of reach, reasons for me to hate myself more, bringing me to tears when I taste reality. But if the people weren't spoon-feeding me the same things the dreams do, treating me like the baby I see myself as, if they'd just give me a spoonful of reality every so often - no, force-feed me, shove it down my throat - then I wouldn't be the baby anymore and I'd get over myself and stop thinking my opinions are right and understand the people I see now as idiots. If I didn't set myself as greater than, if I set myself as equal to - no, less than or equal to, or just less than - I'd look around better and see that the majority rules, they've gotta be right, I'm not smarter or even as smart as. I don't know anything except baby food and bottles, if I ate something substantial and drank straight alcohol, if I ran around with them in groups and partnered up and told myself things I see as mistakes were the right things to do, if I pushed harder, if I stayed quiet, if I did what I had to and then what I could do, if I did what I shouldn't do, maybe I'd make it. But probably not, because I'm me and they're them and I stepped into that hole and they ran up a mountain. I curl up Into that position I take Like a baby And instead of trying to get up I close my eyes I fall asleep Dreaming Screaming out from the pain Acting like I didn't ask for it When I know it's my fault And wishing I could be strong And stop waiting for someone To save me

Always. Do you like Ke$ha? What a sluuuutty drunk. But her music ish my guilty pleasure :)

*cries* I'm not big! FALSE. TPUM has a cat.

Granted, but your attic is composed of highly flammable insulation and wood. The firebreathing dragon sneezed. I hope nothing important was up there... I wish I was a baller. (since, upon receiving [garden tool] in HORSE basketball, it was established that I gotta be a [garden tool] 'cause I can't be a baller.