Well once again, im going to complain about how much i hate school. im sure it gets annoying, but i just gotta let my feelings out.
dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. there isn't one single thing i like about school. not one. its sooo boring sitting there for an hour and a half in each class listening to an annoying teacher. a lot of the teachers i have are either crazy, or dont teach you anything at all. if im having to go there to learn, i want to learn. not sit there and be bored for an hour and a half.
the next thing that's on my mind is BREAKING DAWN. now i understand that a lot of you think the book's and movie's are way overrated. but you know that all of you are going to go see it, just because its twilight and you need to. i also understand that she isn't that great of an author, my mom could kick her ass in writing any day. but im just saying that you all know that the twilight author is a good at story telling. you cant tell me that you've read the books and weren't interested in them. And the fact the i'm backing up Stephenie Meyer isn't normal for someone like me to do. I. HATE. READING. but she did a very good job at doing her job as an author and keeping my attention.
the last thing that im going to complain about is the fact that im getting sick. i don't do good with sickness. in fact i know all i do is complain when i get sick. im not good at handling it. every time i get sick i swear im going to die because of how gross i feel. i keep coughing, and each day it gets worse and worse. i can feel the sickness going up to my head and nose making it all stuffy. this is not fun. thanks to abi calton (my best friend) she puts up with my complaining and is very nice to me when i get sick. so thank you abi, you're the only one that cares.
thanks for letting me vent. god bless.
one day i'll fly away
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
what sucks? school sucks?
oh, how i hate school. I hate the smell of school, and the feeling you get right when you walk into the building. There literally is nothing fun about school. I have never ONCE woke up in the morning and thought to myself: "wow, i would REEAAALLLYYY just love to go to school today." that my friend will never ever happen.
i went to Florida with my family for my sister's senior trip on the 22 of September. It was indeed a lot of fun, but because of me not being there my grades went rocketing down to hell. and i feel like i will never ever be able to get them up, even though i know i can if i work hard enough.
i don't do good with stress when it comes to school. when my grades are bad, i just want to sit and stare at a wall and do nothing. I miss the days when i was little and didn't even know what stress was.
the only thing that is nice about going to school, is going with my awesome best friend abi. if i didn't go to school with her or if i didn't even know her, i wouldn't have anyone to complain to. And when i'm having a bad day, she always finds a way to crack a joke and make me laugh till i want to pee. which is a nice feeling because that's a sign of having fun and having an awesome friend.
so a wish of mine that i would really like, is for some super duper smart person to come out with a chip to put in our brains that will make us humans very intelligent . then after that, the president of the united states of America will give me permission to burn down EVERY school in the state of Utah.
THE END
i went to Florida with my family for my sister's senior trip on the 22 of September. It was indeed a lot of fun, but because of me not being there my grades went rocketing down to hell. and i feel like i will never ever be able to get them up, even though i know i can if i work hard enough.
i don't do good with stress when it comes to school. when my grades are bad, i just want to sit and stare at a wall and do nothing. I miss the days when i was little and didn't even know what stress was.
the only thing that is nice about going to school, is going with my awesome best friend abi. if i didn't go to school with her or if i didn't even know her, i wouldn't have anyone to complain to. And when i'm having a bad day, she always finds a way to crack a joke and make me laugh till i want to pee. which is a nice feeling because that's a sign of having fun and having an awesome friend.
so a wish of mine that i would really like, is for some super duper smart person to come out with a chip to put in our brains that will make us humans very intelligent . then after that, the president of the united states of America will give me permission to burn down EVERY school in the state of Utah.
THE END
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
grass
im really starting to just hate grass. dont get me wrong dad, i love working with you but damn grass is just getting way to old. yes it feels nice to look at those strait lines and the short grass.
its also nice because you get a decent workout. i mean pushing a mower for a couple hours isn't always easy. especially when its hot out, but its always nice to have that feeling of satisfaction when your done mowing.
I'm just so ready for grass to stop growing and for it to cool off already. I'm sure I'm not the only one that thinks that either. i want to wear warm clothes and be able to bundle up in my blanket without being warm, i want to wear sweats without having people look at me like I'm a freak because its so hot out.
I. HATE. SCHOOL.
The end
its also nice because you get a decent workout. i mean pushing a mower for a couple hours isn't always easy. especially when its hot out, but its always nice to have that feeling of satisfaction when your done mowing.
I'm just so ready for grass to stop growing and for it to cool off already. I'm sure I'm not the only one that thinks that either. i want to wear warm clothes and be able to bundle up in my blanket without being warm, i want to wear sweats without having people look at me like I'm a freak because its so hot out.
I. HATE. SCHOOL.
The end
Monday, September 5, 2011
ewww
the first thing that pops in my head when i hear the word school, is ewwww. school is the dumbest thing ever. who really wants to go sit in a hour and a half class and learn? NOT ME. its soooo hard to sit still for an hour and a half. im the person that everyone hates because i click my pen, tap my pencils, and tap my feet on the ground.
i miss summer. not the heat, but the part where you dont have to go to school. i miss sleeping in and doing nothing unless i had to work. i know, i might sound kind of lazy... and sometimes i totally am. i mean, yesterday i sat on my couch and watched jersey shore for 3ish or 4ish hours. but don't worry, thats not all i did. i did two BIG lodes of laundry. i was being somewhat productive right?
also some of the teachers shouldn't teach. especially when they try and change your opinion because of they're religion. you just shouldn't do that. strait. up. the only thing that's going to do, is get the kids mad at each other and make kids hate you.
so at the end of the day, school is stupid and we should have just been born with smart chips in our freakin brains. amen.
i miss summer. not the heat, but the part where you dont have to go to school. i miss sleeping in and doing nothing unless i had to work. i know, i might sound kind of lazy... and sometimes i totally am. i mean, yesterday i sat on my couch and watched jersey shore for 3ish or 4ish hours. but don't worry, thats not all i did. i did two BIG lodes of laundry. i was being somewhat productive right?
also some of the teachers shouldn't teach. especially when they try and change your opinion because of they're religion. you just shouldn't do that. strait. up. the only thing that's going to do, is get the kids mad at each other and make kids hate you.
so at the end of the day, school is stupid and we should have just been born with smart chips in our freakin brains. amen.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
i was bored so i made one of these thingys.
i have been told to write about random shit. because i didnt know what to write about. so. here. i. go.
well right now im with my older sister nina watching my grandma (bestemor) at a care center? sure lets call it that. my bestemor is the strongest person ever born. she beats every super hero out there. its true. so all you super hero's and bestemor's out there should be ashamed of yourselves.
it is now 10:53. i came to this care center because:
1. i dont have to go to church tomorrow
2. sounds pretty fun?
3. i get to catch up with some things with my sister
4. if i were at home i would be watching jersey shore, so its probably a good thing im here
5. there aren't many other reasons
this is changing subjects (i do that a lot by the way) school sucks. if there is one thing i hate the most it would most defiantly be school. but on the plus side im going to school with my one and only best friend abi. she freakin rocks. she is a great friend indeed. she has always been there for me, and i can talk to her about anything and not get worried about being judged.
people always say i need to hang out with more people and not just my best friend. (abi) i really get annoyed when people say that, because, i've done the whole "hang out with a group of people" and honestly i dont like that. i much rather hang out with someone im comfortable around and can laugh with and not feel out of place. im not sure if that made much sense. so please for all its holy, if you know me, quit telling me to hang out with more people because its getting really old to try and explain myself. so thank you abigail calton for being the friend i've needed for a long time and have wanted for a long time. thank you for always being here for me i truly do appreciate it. i KNOW we will be best friends forever.
to my family
well lets start out with i love you all very much.
mommy
mommy... your freakin awesome. your very smart, and very pretty. you've helped me through a lot. and you'll always love me no matter what. and i thank you for loving me and making me food and taking me shopping when i need it. i love you very much.
daddy
you got me to love sports. thank you for supporting me in the choices i have made to stop the sport playing. i know that im kind of throwing my athletic ability away, but i just want to be done. but thank you for understanding. thank you for loving me and thank you for letting me play football for 5 years and being my coach. also thank you for letting me work with you. now that the football playing is done, its another way for me and you to spend time toghether. so i dont hate mowing to much, but im not a fan of grass anymore. I love you very much.
nina
thank you for all you have done for me. i remember when we would pull all nighters pretty much every Sunday when we went to Weber. twas a good time. thank you for always letting me come to you for whenever i need it. i really do appreciate it. i know we aren't as close as we used to be, but thank you for still being here for me. i love you very much. "every night in my dreams, i see you... i feel you... that is how i know you go on. far accross the distance and spaces between us, you have come to show you go on... near far, wherever you are, i believe that the heart does go onnnnnnn. once more you open the door, and your heart and my heart will go on and on." sorry i wasnt really wanting to finish the song. haha
gunder
i know you wont really know how to read what i'll be typing about you, but your soooo cute. and your personality is very funny. i love you buddy!
changing subject once again... holy piss im tired and its only 11:25. and my butt truly is getting numb from the floor. the mat im sitting on isn't doing ANYTHING. thanks. for. nothing. dont worry though, only 9 more hours. im sure my butt WILL fall off by then. oh well.
the laptop im using is my mothers. it smells like its going to start on fire. i dont think i should be worried though... because there is a bathroom right next to me. so worse-case-scenario i would take the laptop and whatever else were to catch on fire and throw it in the sink and turn the water on full blast.
i think im going to be done blogging right now. im to tired to type any longer. L.O.V.E thats love. god bless.
well right now im with my older sister nina watching my grandma (bestemor) at a care center? sure lets call it that. my bestemor is the strongest person ever born. she beats every super hero out there. its true. so all you super hero's and bestemor's out there should be ashamed of yourselves.
it is now 10:53. i came to this care center because:
1. i dont have to go to church tomorrow
2. sounds pretty fun?
3. i get to catch up with some things with my sister
4. if i were at home i would be watching jersey shore, so its probably a good thing im here
5. there aren't many other reasons
this is changing subjects (i do that a lot by the way) school sucks. if there is one thing i hate the most it would most defiantly be school. but on the plus side im going to school with my one and only best friend abi. she freakin rocks. she is a great friend indeed. she has always been there for me, and i can talk to her about anything and not get worried about being judged.
people always say i need to hang out with more people and not just my best friend. (abi) i really get annoyed when people say that, because, i've done the whole "hang out with a group of people" and honestly i dont like that. i much rather hang out with someone im comfortable around and can laugh with and not feel out of place. im not sure if that made much sense. so please for all its holy, if you know me, quit telling me to hang out with more people because its getting really old to try and explain myself. so thank you abigail calton for being the friend i've needed for a long time and have wanted for a long time. thank you for always being here for me i truly do appreciate it. i KNOW we will be best friends forever.
to my family
well lets start out with i love you all very much.
mommy
mommy... your freakin awesome. your very smart, and very pretty. you've helped me through a lot. and you'll always love me no matter what. and i thank you for loving me and making me food and taking me shopping when i need it. i love you very much.
daddy
you got me to love sports. thank you for supporting me in the choices i have made to stop the sport playing. i know that im kind of throwing my athletic ability away, but i just want to be done. but thank you for understanding. thank you for loving me and thank you for letting me play football for 5 years and being my coach. also thank you for letting me work with you. now that the football playing is done, its another way for me and you to spend time toghether. so i dont hate mowing to much, but im not a fan of grass anymore. I love you very much.
nina
thank you for all you have done for me. i remember when we would pull all nighters pretty much every Sunday when we went to Weber. twas a good time. thank you for always letting me come to you for whenever i need it. i really do appreciate it. i know we aren't as close as we used to be, but thank you for still being here for me. i love you very much. "every night in my dreams, i see you... i feel you... that is how i know you go on. far accross the distance and spaces between us, you have come to show you go on... near far, wherever you are, i believe that the heart does go onnnnnnn. once more you open the door, and your heart and my heart will go on and on." sorry i wasnt really wanting to finish the song. haha
gunder
i know you wont really know how to read what i'll be typing about you, but your soooo cute. and your personality is very funny. i love you buddy!
changing subject once again... holy piss im tired and its only 11:25. and my butt truly is getting numb from the floor. the mat im sitting on isn't doing ANYTHING. thanks. for. nothing. dont worry though, only 9 more hours. im sure my butt WILL fall off by then. oh well.
the laptop im using is my mothers. it smells like its going to start on fire. i dont think i should be worried though... because there is a bathroom right next to me. so worse-case-scenario i would take the laptop and whatever else were to catch on fire and throw it in the sink and turn the water on full blast.
i think im going to be done blogging right now. im to tired to type any longer. L.O.V.E thats love. god bless.
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