Rant on exams
What is it with one exam being piled on top of another, teachers need to understand how we cope with this is almost impossible even in breaks and holidays it’s revision revision revision! They say your school years are the best of your life but I beg to differ! My extreme anger on this subject is making me forget punctuation so that’s not helping either. Send teachers back to school and make them re-sit all their exams with today’s ‘full on approach’. It will be hilarious to see them cope. Now the rant is over I can ironically go back to studying and stressing
I just listened to “Wedding Bells” and it breaks my heart into pieces.
To think that after like 3 years of Miley and Liam dating, he finally comes out and basically says that he’s not comfortable with the idea of it.
I know how awkward that feeling is, the feeling of not wanting someone to move on.. The feeling of not wanting someone you love to be with someone else.
But it’s worse because he’s displaying it publicly, which is ballsy on his part, mainly because he knows he’s going to be called all sorts of things for “reaching out” to a soon-to-be married woman of whom he once had.
Oh well, good on you Nick, don’t hide those emotions, let em flow~
You are a moving photograph in my mind, with your huge eyes and dark lashes. The baby fat that you still have on your cheeks, the alarming look inside your eyes. The slouched posture of your being. Your muscular physic despite the fact that you never work out. The paleness of your skin that brings out your blue veins. The deep tone of your voice. The pout of your lips. They’re all things I’m always want to remember, and everything I want to forget.
On the last day we were all together you were standing next to her but in between us. And I was looking in from the outside and she was wearing those darn boots that you loved so much but I was just wishing she’d step all over your heart with them and she was looking at you and I was wishing I was her height-just short enough to fit perfectly in the crook of your arm and when you put your arm around her I imagined it turning black and shriveling up and blowing away in the wind and then I smiled-and you looked at me and smiled-and I’m glad we left things on a good note-even if I was just secretly wishing for you to be withering in pain-and armless. Yeah.
I seriously refused to watch the stupid movie Monte Carlo because the minute I heard that Selena Gomez was going to be in it, I already knew it was going to be dumb, but when I found out that my longtime lover Pierre Boulanger was going to be the love interest in this stupid movie, my mind was blown and my world was falling apart. Like, literally I ran to my friend’s room and started screaming on her bed when she told me. No, no, no, this couldn’t have been the Pierre I adored, starring in a shitty movie with Selena Gomez out of all people? I’ve been obsessing over this beautiful boy here since I was like 13 years of age, when I first saw Monsieur Ibrahim, and he was like what, ten in that movie? I could barely ever find pictures of him online ‘cause he wasn’t so popular for a while and then BAM Selena Gomez decdies to come along and steal Lizzie Mcguire’s old movie plot as well as my man </3 I was so obsessed with him I wouldn’t even tell people his name, cause I didn’t want any other girl to find out about him lolll. And now everyone’s like “omgahh monte carlo he’s my new obsession Aahh!!!~~~” I saw this coming. My heart is broken, but it’s okay. I’ll go to Paris one day and hunt him down and then we’ll get married and live happily ever after.
Here Goes Nothing.
I had a sort of heart-to-heart about my looming university decision with my old religions teacher today… it was unnervingly honest. He told me that not a day went by when he didn’t regret not going to graduate school, and about how he resented somehow ending up in a suburban, middle-class life that he didn’t really ever want.
I told him that there was something to be said for putting one’s family before one’s own aspirations… that being a provider is equally as important as individual success, but even though he agreed, he still said that he felt as though he was missing a sense of fulfillment.
I don’t want to sound like a teenage nihilist, but what is really the point of all this? Move out of the suburbs, go to university, only to return a few years later with a degree in hand and mountains of debt? All I’m doing is paying a ridiculous amount of money to get an education that will only lead me right back to the suburbs.
Here, then There, then Back again.
The day ended with a philosophy class skipped to have an honest two hour conversation with a friend, and a random slow dance to Wake Up by the Arcade Fire in a nearly empty office.
Today has been very odd, but, somehow, I feel a bit different.
Less than a week now before I have to make a decision. What to do.. what to do.
The comfort of a relatively easy life has made me terrified to fail.
It’s one thing to reblog quotes about fearlessness, but it’s something else entirely to find the courage to live it.
The theme of my day seems to be honesty, so, to be honest, I’m all talk and no bite, and I’m worried that people are going to figure this out.
Alright, my cliche of a teenage rant is done. Now I’m just patiently waiting for the catharsis to kick in.
I don’t think being infatuated over someone for their looks isn’t really liking them. I feel like when you really, really like someone, that you don’t even notice their looks. All you see is the great personality that made you fall for them. I don’t know. I guess stereotypical perfect guy just isn’t my type. A funny guy with great taste in music will do.
I have been DYING to know what happened to zuko’s fucking mom and that little girl goes and interrupts katara before we find out…like I’m really upset right now.
I don’t care if she’s a fictional character
I don’t care if they’re all fictional characters I am distraught over this all and I want to ring that child’s neck
Rant about music
I wish more of my friends listened to the same bands as me. Whenever we are sharing my ipod, no one knows any of the songs/artist i have. I listen to bands like I Am Empire, Children 18:3, Eleventyseven, Icon For Hire, The Rocket Summer, Thousand Foot Krutch, and more like that. The only ones i can talk to about music are my youth pastors and occasionally my friend’s younger brother(who im kindof friends with but im good friends with his sister). I just need someone to fangirl with…
How many kids in my English class actually know who Mariah Carey is? Do they know anything beyond “she is female, married to Nick Cannon, and sings a Christmas song.”
The amount of kids of my generation who pridefully declare and assert their label as “90s kids” without actually knowing much of the pop culture that happened in the 90s…
Reason I randomly bring this up….my fat, bald freak of an English teacher has an odd obsession with said 90s popstar and the kids just laugh and nod along…like….
You are getting pop culture lessons from a middle-aged man, evaluate your life choices….
What do they think of Jennifer Lopez?
*returns to listening to Daydream*
Yes . Okay. Yes I miss you. I miss having someone always there for me. Yes. I’m lonely. I don’t have anyone. But when I had you I always had someone who cared for me, who listened and made me feel better when all I wanted to do was cry. Now that I don’t have you, I’m always alone. I don’t have anyone who cared as much as you did. When I felt like this, you would always be there. When my day just went from bad to worse, at least I knew I would have you a night to talk to and to cry to. Yes, now I cry alone. But I don’t miss you as a boyfriend, I miss you as my bestfriend. Because that’s what you were when I really needed it, a bestfriend. Now, you don’t care about me. And I know because if you did, you would talk to me. If you cared you would check on me the way I check on you. The last time I felt this alone was 2 years ago, before I had you. I have to start over now and hopefully I’ll find someone someday you cared like you once did. I hope your happy, because I still love you and i still care. And I miss you.
I’m so sick of everyone, I don’t think anyone will ever fully understand. Fully understand how you have a great family but you just can’t get over your grandmothers death, she was your best friend. Fully understand that you don’t think your better off without him, you miss him, he showed you beautiful things. I just want it to be tomorrow so I can come home and listen to Edge Of Glory, buy it off i-tunes and then sit in my room with ice water. Sounds nice.
okay teenage rant inserted here...
ok do you know what pisses me off , rumors. Those things that ppl make up about you that everyone in the whole universe thinks is true when really its just a plot against you from one of your so called ‘allies’. Its incredibility annoying and lowers peoples self esteem. It also makes the person who created the rumor seem like a jerk and when the real facts get out the creator of the rumor is seen by all as a lair and a bitch. I also don’t understand the point of it all it just causes hassles that you don’t need and doubles your enemies that you already have . I also find it completely pathetic.
rant over :D