my green prison

My room needs some redecorating. It's seriously plain and boring. I mean there are some ways that I tried *spazzing* it up a bit by printing out some nice photos and taping them to the wall but that failed. My dad walked in the first day I put up the photos on my wall and he started inspecting them. He had this real calculating gaze and he stared at the photos that had hearts and love and he swiftly turned to me, "Love, love, love." And I started laughing and he was like, "What's with all the love." And he glared after he had this knowing face. "Are you in...love?" And then I started shaking my head no, and saying the answer that all parents want to hear. "Eww." I really wasn't "in love". I just hate that my room is just so ughhh environment like. Even if I am in Eco-Exist club at school. Whaaat? Don't judge me ;)

Misleading Blog Name

I feel so pessimistic today. Nothing really looks bright at all. I stayed home from school and did nothing but watch Jerry Springer, the Big Bang Theory, and think of more ideas for my story To Belong. I could be doing so much more in my life and yet I choose to do nothing but sleep, watch tv, and read. I wish I had a sister. One that would stay with me.

Give Me an A+ or Give Me Death!

We got report cards back today.

Two Words.

Disapp...ointment.

<.> Yeah. I mean I got an acceptable average its just that reading it from chronological order, my grades sound out the sound of sheep.
BBBBBAA

So yeah, all's fair in love and stupid frikking school! Ehem, I MEAN war...

On a further note, I'm going to rant to you all about something that I cannot stand. People who take advantage of others' timidness.

So there's this oobnoxious doofus who sits next to me in Spanish and he has the intelligence of a squirrel. Literally, he does not know how to shutup. His mouth is constantly running on and on and on with his three best friends that sit by him. And oh God if you think he's bad, wait till you meet his girlfriend. I mean she's nice and all (Well I'm going to give it the benefit of the doubt since she stated that "all Indians are stupid") but anyway his girlfriend is like a bullhorn. She does not have an inside voice whatsoever. She's in my Chem class and coincidentally the teacher got his frikkin teaching degree in the local Kmart so he doesn't know how to properly educate a rock let alone students. I mean one day he started yappin about molecular compounds and then all of a sudden he started randomly lecturing us about how we shouldn't text and drive. The hell? Most of us are 15.
Anyway, since the teacher sits on his lazy butt in front of the computer, squinting at it like no tommorrow the obnoxious dudes girlfriend comes in like the deranged bullhorn version of Superman and demands that everyone call her Ms.Swagg or something of that sort and its so annoying because she screeches.A lot.
But going back to her boyfriend, he never does his homework so me being the nerdy shy girl he copies off of me every chance that he can get and today he got caught. And guess what the teacher said? Guess?
She REPRIMANDED ME!!!!Saying that I would get no points if I ever let him see it again. What? What? LIGHTENING, LIGHTENING STRIKE ME NOW!! The CHEATER should be the one whose in trouble, not the source!!! What do you guys think?

Don't Be A Douche

Guys, please. Please, please,please stop being jerks.

When a girl doesn't want to kiss you, just accept the fact that she doesn't want your lips to smash onto yours. You'll live, all right. You won't spontaneously go through combustion and melt onto the floor.

Never take advantage of a dunk girl. It's called rape, okay?
And don't ever use jealousy to win her back or make her yours. Just talk to her, and if she doesn't like you for who you are then screw her(figuratively of course, you dogs). She's a jerk. Something that you aren't.

And by the way, it's my birthday ;) Haha. Turned 16. WOOT WOOT!

Who doesn't like elbows?

Have you ever thought to yourself, hey, I wanna punch the voice in my head so bad right now. Coincidentally the conscience we have in our heads guides us through the rocky paths in our life but occasionally you wanna give ol' Jiminy Cricket a little two one two in the guts. What if your conscience told you to say hello to the cute model look like boy whose in your homeroom? What if your conscience sparked you with encouragement, "hey he looks lonely, go say hi!', and being the little naive child you are, you confidently stride up to him and listen to the suave voice inside your head.

The sexy man raises his gorgeous gaze from the highly sophisticated piece of literature that he was indulging in and turns to you with half interest, licking his dry pink lips while your conscience screams in your ears,"Say something, twirl your hair with your fingers, look at him through your eyelashes, FLIRT for all that is GOOD and HOLY in this WORLD before he loses interest!!!!!" You twirl a piece of your poop colored hair while shifting from foot to foot, in an attire completely innappropriate for coquetting which is of course baggy jeans and a laundry stained blue t-shirt. He dubiously raises his brows at you, concerned for your well-being or rather from the destitute state you appear to be in. "The bathroom is down the hall," He assures you, pointing to the space behind you. You frown, the evidence of disappointment leaking through your features. Your conscience assures you, "It's okay, try a different approach." The sexy homeroom guy is staring at you with mild amusement with a hand under his chin, the entire muscle in his arm bulging and flexing like a machine. You quickly blurt out without thinking,"I like your elbows." The spicy educated guy is now bored with you and he's turned his attention to the flamboyant red haired Swedish girl who enjoys flashing everyone a show of her double d's whenever she oh-so-subtly drops her pencil, despite the fact that each of her worksheets lack any visible trace of pencil lines.

"Dayyuuumm." Sexy homeroom guy hums. The Swedish girl bounces to her seat after picking up her pencil and coincidentally picking up every guys attention with it. The sexy homeroom guy and the Swedish girls' eyes lock and suddenly your heart stops. He's in love with the Swedish girl. Bells are ringing and your conscience suddenly sneers, "Really? REALLY? Elbows!!!"