Make Plans To Break Plans.

Make Plans To Break Plans.
Heavy Heart.

Side note: saw a monkey at Observatoire. I was hallucinating I think. I can't even hallucinate something cool. I guess monkeys are cool. cartman kindof.

ah, conne je suis.
Tiens, une cervela. Cela dit je prefere les merguez. C'est plus compacte.
Happy Birthday Jordan. I would invite you over, but since you have a penis and I have a vagina its clearly morally wrong [ and there you have the laws of nature according to my parents] That, and you're in prison.
Feel guilty. Must Repent. Nah, too busy stalking people who don't take the time to exist. Damn you, because without the vital knowledge of your whereabouts, I cannot bring myself to continue.

Tieps, je sais, avant que tu le dise, parce que je lis dans tes pensées, ou plutot, j'ai les memes.
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# Posté le mercredi 10 septembre 2008 17:08

Apologizing is not something I know how to do. Nevertheless, it must be done.

Excuse my crudeness and above all my harshness. To imply that some one is not worthy of anything is silly as much as it is selfish. So I apologise to my best friend, and also to a person whom I may have described as "a gigolo". I have no excuse judging people on how they dress when I show up to school looking like I do, right?

Anyways.
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# Posté le mercredi 10 septembre 2008 12:18

I Tell Her Because She's Me.

[ Let Go is a great album, Just saying.

Clostrophobia is a big word, in meaning, implicitly. I feel stuck here, when I'd much rather be somewhere else, but I have too much space to feel safe.
Is this making sense to anyone?
Sometimes I lock myself in the bathroom and just sit there, because that is my space, I control it, nothing can happen to me while I'm in there you know. But sometimes I look at myself, the way I walk, talk and dress, and just need to get away, don't really want to face myself all that much. Maybe if I try harder, it'll all go away. Ou pas.

Ou pas.
Ou pas.

Man, Headaches, like permantly. I try to believe you, but I dont.
We are who we're told to be.
If we'd just accept it already, then I don't know what would happen.
Defeatist, I know.
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# Posté le lundi 08 septembre 2008 15:23

Magical? Are you fucking incompetent? epic.

Magical? Are you fucking incompetent? epic.
So I went to the cinema with the person who is supposed to share this stupid blog with me, but who clearly isnt, because she actually cares, something i never really do.

( Yes it's Sarah. Just sayin')

Back Soon was an incredibly good film, so funny even though it was in whatever language they speak in iceland. Laughed like 2 idiots but was good.

Conclusion: Javi we miss you and you've changed since we met you, which is entirely a good thing ( and you're mine. Yea, marriage does that sucker.)

Coldplay on monday. I remember when we bought those tickets, we were freaking out and now its finally here i dont care that much. Last concert I went to was The Police in auburn hills and that was wayy epic.

Omg spray paint is the best thing ever. Banksy is like my role model. I know. Wrote a bunch of other stuff I don't feel like sharing to the 4 people who actually read this self aware crap. Its just that personal :p

Cause the girl that you want is everything I'm not.
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# Posté le vendredi 29 août 2008 17:21

Modifié le vendredi 29 août 2008 17:41

So Its been Awhile.

So Its been Awhile.
Bon, honnetement, j'ai supprimer tous les articles de mon blog.
J'ai aussi supprimer tous mes amis. SORRY BITCHES.

So here's me attempting to write normally again. First attempt was the mother of all fuckups ( you know i stole that line). So here's the second.

Summer was everything it's supposed to be, or maybe I don't know what it is supposed to be, but it was good. Everybody left, no one called, and I had time to think. Think about stuff I normally overlook because it's too important for me to actually go through that pain ( would it be more politically correct to say pang?) you get when you realize the importance of matters put into your own hands.

Reflection of self, a if not the most boring way to spend time. But I had to do it and now it's done.

Earlier today my mom and I were talking about why I didn't go to a private school. My mom says its because she doesnt like the crowd. I say it's because she doesnt want me jetting off to gstaad every spring from now on. Whatever.. But I am going ro Paris with my best friends. Bonus: I get to fiendishly ( try selfishly) hog all the attention, because I will be, after all, the birthday girl. In October. But that's besides the point.

Lifestyle. Avoid it and Run, it'll always catch up to you.

So homeboy went to uni. Actually, they all did. What was once the boy paradise that was my narrow road is now and abyss. Only old people. But i'm ok, i was the bitch in the first place. I've done it again, been cold. but the person knew me so well (or so little- you decide), that my methods of self exclusion have failed.

So to resume the nonsensical sentences I have just written, I learned some things:
1. Iceland guys do it better.
2.Friends do not call you a whore, because that would be unfitting to the description of "friend"
3. I make like a zillion mistakes, but I'm not that sorry ( living life unapologetically is the new pink)
4. The mouse at europark is evil and mean and I shall be suing his ass once i'm done suing walmart.

I miss you.
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# Posté le dimanche 24 août 2008 19:59