Now onto the details of this journal:

i'm eighteen. david cook, kris allen, adam lambert, michael johns, matt giraud...somehow i became all about those american idol boys. i watched season eight of american idol with much wtf-ery and much rejoicing at times - the guy i wanted to win has won two years in a row :D uhm. i ramble quite a bit, i love love love music, and i'm probably really weird. i live in texas, and have grown to at least tolerate it, however i am going to virginia for school (hollins university!) i'm a slasher, so like...if that offends you, you might not want to read, just sayin' however, a lot of my posts are public. i'm deaf, profoundly so on my left side and i wear a hearing aid on my right side - there's a deaf post somewhere in here, so ch-ch-check that out if you want to.

agenda:
thursday august 27th 2009: new student orientation @ hollins university, roanoke virginia

I know it's weird for me to update twice in one day, but I don't really wanna think about crap right now. Obvious spoilers ahead for Glee, 1x11. :)

( Let's get (4)real )

I JUST CAN'T
HIS FACE.
PICK UP TRUCK
DINO JAW
GUITAR
PIANO
GIANT ASS CLOCK
HIS NAME IN LIGHTS
HES HOLDING A FUCKING FLARE
ABUSING THE MICROPHONE
INDIANA JONES!!!!!!
BENCH-HUMPING
FIREEEEEEEEEEEEE
SUNRISE!!!!!!!!!!

i dont wanna go to college.

what if nobody ikes me? what if i get stuck with the straight girls? what if i never get to talk to someone new? was going from a class of 117 to roughly 200 a good idea. what if it was a bad idea? i dont think im made for this college stuff.

im trying to be sensble, and grammatical and everything, but this is turning into a twat. i

i havent read my flist. im sorry. it's six twenty seven am. i'll get to you when i don't wanna blow my hair up. it keeps getting in my eyes and in my face and at this point, i feel like it's me, some annoying weird little kid that somehow lucked out with the ability to read. all  you did last night was save my life. now that you're gone the worry creeps back in.

my dad wakjed right past me. he doesn't look surprised. my head hurts and i wish i was anywhere but here. i wish i was in canada. i think id have friends in canada. i pulled myself away from most of them the minute i said i was going to hollins.

what if i dont make new friends. im scared. and i shouldn't post this. but im going to anyway.

Also, yes, I am supposed to be in England. Ignore that for the sake of this post. I actually am in England, p.s. I love it here. But not as much as Janna!

kissoffools
you are even more awesome than kris.

alltheseheroes
ci[jvfjfjfibjfbfjbb
that is like the best compliment ever and i am beaming k.

kissoffools
gooooooood cause it's trufax.

it's twelve am you guys and i'm beaming sfm right now.

having the worst day in a long time.

as of this week, these are all the songs i have going in my head at a pretty constant rate. checccccck it out?

( five youtube videos! )

well fuck.

things that make me happy
- my girlfriend
- waffle fries from chick-a-fila
- papa johns being on idolatry as i was eating papa johns
- watching bootlegged copies of twilight
- seeing a poster for 17 again and saying in reference to zefron's face: "it looks like airbrush had an orgasm all over his face."
- my gaydar being amazing.
- jonathan buying me chocolate bubble tea and asking me if i was having fun with the balls.
- additionally, jonathan carrying me everywhere because my knee was failing on me again.
- songchoice

things that make me sad
- my knee failing on me.

it's been a good day. :)

WHAT THE EFF TOP CHEF, ELIMINATING MY FAVORITE CHEF?

HERES TO YOU FABIO.......MAY YOU DRESS UP IN WOMANS CLOTHES AND FLIRT WITH EVERYONE YOU MEET AND BE HAPPY.

songchoice is so much fucking fun, btw.

i have spent twenty four hours at school over two days. i have left my house at six o'clock and not gotten back to my house until six o'clock, because of the national honor society carnation project. FLOWERS ARE A BITCH AND A HALF. yes, we made over two hundred dollars, however, my brain leaked out of my ears.

but fun times were to be had, actually
- road trip to kroger to pick up flowers: nobody knows how to read a map, so what should have taken us twenty minutes, took us nearly an hour! gaining muscle from carrying the flower bouquets. threatening to chuck jonathan overboard for changing the music from green day to spice girls (seriously, we went from "WHEN MASTURBATION'S LOST ITS FUN -" to "YEAH I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I REALLY WANT"). hannah took a corner a bit too fast and I JIZZED IN MY PANTS.

- delivering flowers. i sat on the cart, holding the flowers (i was the flower girl) and cradled the beautiful flowers /sarcasm. they pushed me in quite royally, and then i hopped off and walked around the classroom to deliver. it was quite nice, because we got to go into the teacher lounge to get our flowers, and someone had left out a cake. national honor society claimed it, cause we bitches like that. we are now attempting to create a gang sign; nhs, throw it up!

(waiting for mom to come back to continue fotc marathon)
mc: what's that book?
dad: john grisham....the firm...the firm what? seems like half of the title is missing...must be the firm handshake

senior auction -
my song was livin' on a prayer
i did david's top 24 dance as an entrance
worked into klc's top 24 dance
and then the sharp dressed man dance
and generally danced my way
to EIGHTY FIVE DOLLARS.

rest of the day -
generally epic. everyone was surprised at me dancing
apparently i am the quiet girl who reads all the time.
SUCK IT BITCHES.

FUCK ME I HAVE TO MAKE SIX HUNDRED COPIES OF A SINGLE SHEET OF PAPER DOOOOOOO NOT WAAAAAANT.

- david cook coming to tyler, texas. on a weekday though :(
+ i am kicking ass in survivor europe. 29 points!
+ ap psych - drawing a brain on elizabeth's swimcap, and making it look like she was bleeding from her head.

(quizzing mc on parts of the brain)
elizabeth: (pointing to the sensory cortex) what's this?
mc: the genitals cortex.


stoled from matertenebrarum 

Rules: It's harder than it looks! Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real... nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

( hear him scream your name' )

GOOGLE VERB MEME:
google your name with a verb and take the first thing that it gives you.

( carry me down.. )