FINALS!! I did fairly well on my first two. Math and science. My worst subjects. Well, bio isn't so bad, and neither is algebra really, it's just I haven't really been keeping up with the homework of late. I like the material, it's just I'm having various mental break downs and inner apocalypses, etc. So, the bio test was somewhat easy, I knew a lot of the stuff. But I spent so much time studying the earlier stuff I forgot to study the more recent stuff! ATP?! What's that?! Actually, there was a little diagram of an ATP molecule on the test and it said "Name this molecule". At first I put "amino acid", then saw the three phosphate groups and went WHUPS!! The algebra final was so incredibly easy. We got to pick the questions we did. So I did 10 questions in all, because they were higher point questions. Instead of doing 25 5point questions I did 5 5point questions and 5 20point questions.
My nail... Mon petit povre pinkie nail... It's wrapped in glue. First I got a glue stick and got some glue under my nail so it would be glued to the rest of my nail. But now it's glued to my pinkie. Then I got a candle and dripped hot wax on my nail so it would be held together. But the glue is holding the wax on so it won't come off. Then I got some Elmer's glue and rubbed it on top. But now that glue is holding everything in place, like a hard, casing, cocoon thing. The wax is green... it looks like my finger is molding...
There's always a reason for nicknames. Sweety is no exception. He's so unbearably sweet! It's like one of those too-sweet-to-eat frostings. I feel kinda bad sometimes, and others I just feel loved. He makes me feel so... wonderful! He's kinda awkward sometimes but others he's so thoughtful... The way he looks at me...with pure, unrequited desire. With love. He can always cheer me up. He makes my day. And I love him, but I'm not in love with him, and he's ok with that. He feels bad that Red Delicious doesn't want me, and, as far as I can tell, he wants Red Delicious to want me. So I can be with him. Even though that would mean not being with him. Sweety. He'd give up his own happiness for mine. I'm so grateful. I've never been loved like this before. I wish Red Delicious was as grateful for me as I am for Sweety.
Yay, we're in a love triangle!!
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It would be arrogant to post anything serious here... except that the pinky looks seriously funny.
Hey!! You've been looking at my pinkie?!
I don't think it would be arrogant... Well, maybe a little. ;)
Um... you said "look! my pinkies wierd!" so of course i looked...
Oh... bother...
You have me there. :)
"You can have me anywhere..."
I remember! allegedly from James Bond...
Said by...?
Peter? remember. you did quote it.
No! In the movie. It's said by his girlfriend! Duh! Gosh... :)
I hadnt seen the movie and Peter explained that whole scene to me after he quoted it and i blanked out.
Heh, loser.
:D
:( i just have no free time... hence my blog spam (that made sense before i wrote it). Im also too lazy to make my own blog, which will never happen.
I can see that...
Ha ha! Your like Pun. the only reason you made a blog is to talk to a girl :P
But this isn't my blog... and i was forced to post.
Bwahaha!
You weren't forced! I asked why you didn't comment on my blog. You said you didn't know how. I told you to ask Buddha if you didn't know. Here you are, SPAMMING my blog! And you say you were forced... tsk tsk *shakes head*
YAY! PETER!! *hug*
But excuses are fun and don't get me in trouble unless people notice they're full of holes... fine. I retract my earlier statement, im only spamming the blog for fun.
YAY! Admitting you have a problem is the first step.
I hope suspicion is the next step, cause then we can go to step 3: denial of help.
God you're hopeless...
*smirk*
back to step 0, then? this is easy as long as i can make it up.
I'm glad you're spamming my blog instead of my cell. I'm gonna have to pay hundreds of dollars for the next bill... you evil cheap man whore...
calls between verizon phones are free though... and you start almost every one of those conversations you (pauses to copy and paste) "you evil cheap man/woman whore". They cost me every bit as much money. Im not convincingly angry, am i? Buddhas music is just too happy.
Oh my god, I can only imagine. What song are you listening to? I've always wondered what it's like in that hippie hole.
And...
You have Verizon?! That means I have unlimited texts with you!!!!! YAY! *no longer has reason to be upset*
*does a jig*
Now for my real last post: its U2.
Heh heh heh...
Buddha's hippie music...
Gary, if you are who I think you are (and the picture makes it quite clear if I'm not mistaken), your style of writing seems different from your style of speech. Is that just me?
A little different. Then again, I'm with him 24/7... And we're always texting, so I guess I'm used to both. I love how I'm responding for him. But I can always hear his voice whenever I'm readin something he's wrote. I don't know...
But you, too, Peter, write differently than you speak. VERY differently. Moreso than Sweety. More than me! At least I think... But I don't know... How am I?
When you write, you sound like you think more carefully about what you want to get across, with a more even kind of a tempo… there is sort of an edge to your writing. Not a bad edge, it just seems more pointed and more focused than the way you speak. You still have Lilithy tangents when you write, but they seem more linear, or something. You know what I mean? Probably not. But anyway the way those tangents come about… are more clear through your writing . Your ideas seems to be more elaborate and expressive, and your voice more playful, informal, and impulsive. Both are good to hear.
Well, usually one doesn't take out the time and effort to write all the "um's" one would normally say during a conversation. I generally write better than I speak, I don't usually think out what I'm going to say before I say it.
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