Hips Don't Lie.
Feb. 22nd, 2006 | 12:25 am
mood:
awake
music: I'm singing the Get Up Kids in my head..
Grey's Anatomy with Ryan made me happy tonight. That and hearing Brand New in the car were probably the highlights of my night. Yip. There are way too many hot people in that grey's anatomy show. Except George.. he should have jsut hooked up with that old man with the smokes and the liver transplant.
I got my permit today! Woo. It was about time, too. So that means.. I can get my license in August. Superrrr. I just found some stylin bracelets under my desk that I haven't seen for about 5 years. I like them. I'm going to wear them. Tomorrow.
Ugh I feel like today was so stressful. It probably shoudln't have been and I probably just made a big deal out of nothing. Or maybe I didn't.. I don't even know. I should know. Ugh.
Alright.. I think i'm going to go play a little guitar.. or possibly practice piano. Whatever one has less chance of waking up the sleepy peoples in my house. I'll probably delete this entry when i'm not in the moment anymore.
Bye.
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Feb. 20th, 2006 | 11:09 pm
Alright, i'm going to try my hardest hardest not to make this boring, dragged out, and way too detailed. Because that is what I absolutely always do. Okay so I slept at Kendra's last night because my dad wouldn't pick me up. That was fun, we had some laughs. We discovered our new song: Hips Don't Lie, by Shakira. I love Shakira. See, me and kendra have random song days where we hear a certain song and we get temporarily obsessed with it for random reasons, and we sing it all day looooooooong. And sometimes people get annoyed. But we don't care. We usually hear it, and then sit in front of the computer listening to it over and over and over again, as we look at the lyrics. And we sing. Examples: Come What May -Moulin Rouge, Bedroom Talk- Starting Line, Dance Inside- All American Rejects. So now it is hips don't lie. It makes you want to dance. And trust me, I very rarely want to dance. SO blah blah, the point was a stayed at kendra's. Me and Ari had plans for today/ tonight. In the morning I talked to her and she wanted to go into Boston, because it was nice out and it was something to do. We invited Kendra, but she thought it would be boring, so she declined the offer. But you know what we had fun so pshh.
Funny story, even though you prob had to be there: Me and Ari are walking.. la la la.. and these two older guys were standing somewhere, and one was like "hey sweetie, got a pen?". And Ari was like no, and we kept going, but then as we're walking away we hear the other guy say, "What are you doing they're white girls?". Hmm.. this is funny because.. they were both white. They may have thought they were black, but i'm telling you they were definately white. They must have been fooled by the gangsta clothes they had on. I mean hey whatever clothes make you feel comfortable, your style is your style and that's cool, but it doesn't change the color of your skin. I kind of made that very confusing. If I told you in person, you would understand. Possibly.
In Boston I also ate the worst chinese food of my life. I didn't care because i'm not picky, and I was too hungry, but the lomein was so dry. And other reasons.
I'm very proud of myself because I just deleted a huge stupid paragraph. Woo woo. I went through quite a few moods today. Happy, hopeful, extreme boredom, annoyed, sad, sleepy, and bad. Sigh.
I really like to watch that Lisa Loeb reality show on E. It's good. And Lisa Loeb is so cool. That's pretty much what I want to be like when i'm older, except a little different. And hopefully I will not have her dating troubles. And her eyebrows. She has such cool style. Love it.
Tonight would have been the most perfect night to take my sister to see Harry Potter. Because I told her we would go soon.. and I really want to. Even though she just saw it like the other day. And that wasn't the first time she's seen it. But right now I am going to go watch a movie with her downstairs.. I don't know what. Prob a hp anyways. Even though I know i'll fall asleep.
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Feb. 7th, 2006 | 11:32 pm
mood:
happy
music: The Beach Boys
Today was a good day.
It was my sister's birthday. She turned fourteen. Her name is Anna. But not Anna.. you say it "Ahna". If you know what I mean. Yeah.. we all have weird names. Not like wacko-from outerspace-proabably random sounds just made into a names-names. But, not particularly common. For example I have never met anyone else named Pauline. I definately know that are many. But I am the only one in my whole school with the name Pauline. That is the kind of uncommon that I am talking about. My brother's name is Nathan. He is.. 11.. or 12 maybe. I'll go wiith 11. Either way he is in that wicked annoying age range. Middle school boys (Most of them) pretty much bug the hell out of me. Especially on the bus. There are always the 12 year olds who think they are incredibly awesome because they can take the bus by themselves. They prove their matureness by swearing as loud as possible to their friends, talking back to the bus driver, and throwing things out the window (candy, pencils, books, etc.). They love making a ruckess, and disturbing all the normal people on the bus, for just that small ounce of attention. This attention consists of old people talking to themselves about how diturbing the children are, the bus driver yelling to the back, and the other kinds of people giving dirty and dissaproving looks. If the crummy kids bother me, I tell them to shut up. They usually talk back, so I tell them they are annoying and really need to grow up, because they are small and stupid. I don't blame them, though. It's just a stage. Most of them will grow out of it. Everyone thought they were awesome in middle school. Most of us weren't. Oh goodness.. middle school was funny. We were so stupid. My brother is not one of those annoying bus kids, but you can definately tell that he is 11 years old. This is why I am so glad my sister is 14 now. We get along so much better now that she is older. I may have made up that word "ruckess" that I used a couple seconds ago. I definately made up the spelling. Just in case you were like what the hell is she talking about.
Sorry, so anyways this morning I was not late to school, but let me just tell you that it was a close call. I still think it was a literal miracle that I was on time. But I was. I'm trying to think of anythign interesting that happened today. But nothing really happened.. especially during school. I'm sure I can srounge for something. Something stupid and completely unimportant that everyone could care less about. Well.. I have some for after school. Okay, I got home and ate some cherry garcia ice cream. I wasn't intending to have the rest of the container. But it was one of those times where you don't intend to, but then three minutes later, you already have. I ate it as I put some new stuff on my ipod. My dad just got that newest coheed and cambria, and he got some clash cd that he didn't have. I put both of those onto my itunes. I listened to the other clash stuff that my dad had and I really didn't like it all that much. But he said that he doesn't like that one either, and that this is the good one. And I trust him, because he has good tatse. But UGH. Because I still couldn't figure out how to delete song from my itunes, and it couldn't fit all this stuff. I do have a lot of things to delete. I tried for a while, but I couldn't figure it out. And Ari had called a little while before, telling me that she was working at Quebrada, and that they had some cranberry banana muffins.And I had told her I would come and get one. But time had passed quickly while I was trying to update my ipod, so she called again, and told me to hurry up. So I was like, okay ugh I give up on this for right now. Then I walked over to Quebrada. I love Quebrada. It is the best bakery ever. Ari gave me my muffin for free. Yay. Then I had a craving for tea. Ari was having Chai tea.. so I was like hey give me some chai. But I don't think i've ever really had chai tea before. I think i've tried the dunkin donuts one.. but I feel like that's different. Then she had to deal with a customer that came in.. and by the time she was done and free to make my chai.. I had changed my mind. In the end she was like how about some hot chocolate? And I was like YAY. She also mixed in a couple shots of espresso and whipped cream. And I was happy. I did have to pay $3.75 for that. I gave her a 50 cent tip. In the nice glass tip jar. This guy Andy is always working also. And me and him and Ari always have good discussions. And we all have black nanos, and we created the black nano club!! Woohoo. Wow I am so happy right now. But it doesn't really feel like it should be described as a good mood.. I jsut feel happy. Why do I always misspell "just" when I am typing. I really do misspell it every time. I never go back and fix them either. I don't know why.. it just doesn't seem important. I am listening to The Beach Boys. And having so much fun. Oh but I didn't finish my story. So then I invited Ari to come over for dinner, because it was Anna's birthday, and Ari is basically our other sister, and I knew Anna would love her to come. Anna was also having her friend Diana come over. She is spanish. She speaks like 3 languages. (This becomes important later in my story). So I got home, did laundry while listening to my ipod, and then cleaned up the house a bit. Everyone came for dinner, including Diana and Ari. I think Ari had had one too many cups of caffinated coffee at work.. because she was quite talkative at dinner. The bad thing about this is that she will say anything around my dad. I mean, my strategy with my dad is to avoid any subjects that may get me in future trouble or anything. Like if alcohol or drugs or anything come up, I just pretend that I have no idea what they are basically. It works too. But Ari talks about it likes shes talking with her friends.. and it puts ideas in my dad's head. And that is bad. And when I give her, "change the subject" glances, she says stuff like pauline shut up, whats the big deal. It's not like my dad freaks out about it or anything. I just really try to avoid those kinds of discussions at all costs. It's kind of hard to explain. You proabably don't knwo what i'm talking about. That's alright though. Jeez, this entry is very long. And i'm tired. I'm going to skip some of the thigns I was going to put in here. they were stupid anyways.
Ugh this whole entry had a point, but I can jsut stick it into another entry, because I am getting kind of tired.
One point of this was originally to say that Anna just gave me some socks that she bought for me. They are wicked long with blue, purple, and pink stripes. That made me happy.
Oh, and Ari also told me that Andy said i'm pretty much a five year old. Probably because I asked them if I could have some of their Quebrada logo stickers.. that are supposed to be taped on bags and stuff. I can't help it though.. I love stickers. And side ponytails, and polka dots, and cheap rainbow jewelry, and striped socks., and disney channel. Oh well. :)
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Feb. 5th, 2006 | 10:51 am
mood:
aggravated
music: Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Wow, I am writing another entry. This is going to be a very stupid one. Oh goody.
I really need some new jeans. But I get really frustrated, for about 10 different reasons. First of all, I really can't find a pair that looks exactly what I want them to look like. No where has the style that I am looking for. Another thing is that it is very very hard to find a pair that even fits me. Because I am very small. Ugh. I know exactly what I want my jeans to look like. Boo clothing stores. All I have to do is either magically become a professional sewer, so I can make my OWN jeans.. or find a Pauline Store. That makes all clothes, to perfectly fit me. Alright i'll go with one of those. Yip.
I can't wait until college.
It actually makes me really frustrated how I can't sew. Because my mom was like an amazing sewer. She could make anything. But seriously.. I have tried sewing quite a few times. And it does not work out. I have broken every single one I have touched. I'm not exagerating. I'm sure they can be fixed.. but when I tried to fix them, it didn't work. I guess that it is jsut not my talent. Yeah.. and that is something that I still haven't found yet. Hmm.. anyways.
Me and my dad just got in a fight. He makes me so mad. But now I am home alone. And I love it.
I keep hearing a beeping. It's a "charge me!!" kind of a beep. But i'm not exactly sure where it's coming from. It's close though.
Alright... I guess that's all. Everything in this is so random. Probably because I am tired. Four and a half hours of sleep last night. Hopefully. I didn't check the clock.
