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I've been feeling different lately.
School's going fine, things have cooled down. A's, B's, and one damned C in AP bio. Thinking about getting out of that class next semester if I can't pull her up to a B. I'm actually passing an AP class with an A....AP Lit. It's amazing, because that's supposed to be my hardest class. Well, besides AP bio. I guess it's like Foster said. Some people can put no effort into a class and get an A while others struggle for a C. English just comes natural to me. I've been writing since childhood. Books, poems, songs, everything. I love reading and studying literature...it really pisses me off when people say they don't read or don't like to. Have fun in life, assholes.
*Inhales deeply* Hmm. Life's alright. Well, actually, it's pretty shitty right now. But I can't be bothered to be emo and angsting right now. No reason why. I just can't. It's Satuday night, I've got the PS2 going behind me, just studied half a page of Russian, and finished looking through my whole picture folder for an avatar I made of Vitas from Crane's Crying. Couldn't find it, go figure. Haven't a clue where it is. But, I dunno. For some reason I'm feeling content right now. Estoy bien ahora. Mmm...un poco consada. Pero es normal, porque es noche. Pero, un interesante cosa, yo quiero hablar en Ruso en este momento. Desgraciadamente, yo no se a mucho ruso. Y yo triste porque yo no lo se.... Por que es tan dificil para mi? Necesito un profesor, lo necesito mucho. O un nuevo computadora para mi Rosetta Stone.
Now don't tell me I don't practice my languages.
Went to the pet store to mess around today. There was a gorgeous dog...something like a pit bull or a boxer, I don't know. I'm terrible with dog breeds. Her name was Emma and she was sooo beautiful...she just sat there and would come up and put her paws on me to sniff me. She was so sweet. But since we've got cats and ferrets, a dog would be impossible. And there's no way in hell mom would even look at one. She hates dogs with a passion, so does my dad. No reason. Well, I guess because they bark. Yup, I think that's a pretty darn good reason to hate an animal, because it makes noise. Mum and dad never did like noise...they used to yell at me and Jen all the time when we were little because we shrieked or screamed while playing. They had no patience. And iof you've got no patience, why do you have children? I never really got that. Maybe I'm just ignorant and stupid or something.
Anastasia wrote a letter to me. We're planning on testing out the postal system before we exchange Christmas presents. I seriously can't wait to get her letter...should take a couple weeks. I wrote out hers and put it inside a bubble envelope for SUPER protection against the elements. I was just worried about dropping my card and letter in the mail. It would get bent or torn....I really don't trust the post system. So I put enough protection on that baby and got ready to go to the post office. Haha, best part. Mum told me they close at noon on Saturday. It's like 8-12. And when she finally got up, it was 12:15. Of couse, there's no post on Sundays so I won't be able to send it tomorrow. I've got to wait until monday. That really, really pissed me off. I want to send my letter to Nastya! Gah! You know what....it's probably going to get directed back to me. It's just my luck. I probably adressed it wrong and they'll send it right back to me. If they do, I'm seriously doing to go to the post office, fly over the counter, and throttle the b***h behind the desk. I will ******** destroy her.
Dad's on half pay right now. We seriously need to dip into his retirement (he said once that he doubts he will even make it to retirement) but he won't let us. He's got all this money hidden away and all these secret bank accounts but mum, Jen, and I will have none of it. Mum says we're "counting pennies" because she argued with Jen over a can of tomato paste. Jen wanted organic for 70 cents. While mum wanted artificial flavorings and preservatives for 30 cents. Mum won that battle. Next day, at Kroger's, mum buys a 30$ bottle of brandy for dad. That's a whole ******** tank of gas, right there. And Jen's filling up every week to get down to Oakland and back every day. Mum is so two-faced, she's a ******** hippocrite. I spelled that wrong. But dad was a bitchin for some brandy to go with his cigars, so dear old mum went running out to serve him. I swear to God, right here and now, I'm never taking that bullshit from any man. No matter how much I "love" him. I'm not going to let anyone run my life and make a servent out of me. I'll kick his balls up into his stomach before I wait on him. Haha, no one will ever marry me. XD
Gemini records is releasing a Vitas CD whis January, 2008. For the first time for sale in the US, one of Vitas's CDs. English AND Spanish subtitles! I was pretty excited. I can't wait to be able to buy one of his CDs here in America instead of buying them off Ebay and Amazon. Vitas is brilliant, I'm so thrilled he's coming to America. I've heard that he's releasing an English CD this spring/summer. That will be unbelieveable, him singing in English. When he does, his voice seems much closer, like I hear his voice differently when I can understand what he's saying. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Russian sounds so beautiful and his voice is undescribeable, but English is kinda boring to me. I don't like it much. I hope that doesn't change my view of his singing. Haha, it'll be so cute, listening to Vitas with his heavy Russian accent trying to sing English. I wonder if his English songs will be as poetic and beautiful as his Russian ones. 'Cause both languages are so different that something in Russian might sound gorgeous but in English, it might sound lame. He's also got an album coming out on the 15th. 4 days from now. I'm excited, I really want it. But since dad's on half pay, I doubt mum will buy it for me. And I applied at Michael's last weekend and never heard back...so I'm bez a job. Where am I going to get the money? s**t, I want to know whether or not I'm hired there. I bet I'm not, since I got no response. But you'd think they'd want someone working weekends there, that's when they're busiest. Plus, the holidays are coming and they'll need the extra help. But it's alright, I guess. They're hiring next door at Bath & Body Works and also across the street at Meijer and probably down the strip at Target. So, I've got some other options. I just wish Michael's hired me. I know that store like the back of my hand and I'd love to work there. Whatev.
This entry isn't anywhere near as long as I want it to be. But my hands are getting tired and so are my arms. Maybe I'll just go play a little playstation and head off to bed. I got a charlie horse last night in my right leg....3 in the morning. That sucked a little. So now I'm scared because I think I might get another one. Seriously, at the cottage, I used to get one every weekend. Mostly because I have a twin sized bed there and a full here. I get cramped up and my muscles are all wonky. That can't be good for me...all those charlie horses. I think I need more exercise or something. Maybe I should start walking or hiking or sommat. IF I WAS AT THE COTTAGE THIS SUMMER, I WOULDN'T BE IN SUCH BAD ******** SHAPE. Spaiseba BAM, douche bag. He ruins damn near everything.
Slova, slova, slova... Ya lublu moy slova. I'll leave you there for now. It's 12:32...and I'm officially tired even though I'm jacked up on Dr. Pepper berries & cream. Good stuff, good stuff.
Name: Arkadiy Age: 19 Location: My warm, soft, huge bed... Flower: A single white rose Stone: Torquoise Sneh ili mechti: Teper...sneh. Ezvanite, mechti. Nu, tak shto? Estoy consada!
ThaddeusTheThird · Sun Nov 11, 2007 @ 05:34am · 2 Comments |
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