Ugh.

I hate not having a backbone.


I have a disease where I can't say "no" to anything, and it usually always leads to no good in the end. Yay.

Interstates and Jewish Debates.

This weekend I've come to realize a few things, that will help my in my everyday life;

1. Never go on interstate for the first time without a GPS and person other than yourself that has the worlds worst sense of direction, and make sure you know where the crap your going being entering an interstate or else your screwed for an hour and a half.

2. Chelsea and I have Dude-Bro radar.

3. Nobody understands that Jewish is both a religion AND race.

4. I make strange noises when with Chelsea.

5. Never piss of a black lady at a gas station.

Aggravation.

I find it annoying that when you finally think everything in your life is going amazingly, then all the sudden there's something or someone there to mess it up. Someone who you know is only being nice to you because they think if they keep being nice they might be able to get something out of you, when really all you want to do is tell them off and let them know what an asshole they really are. Because you know that their real intentions aren't to hang out with you because they miss the friendship you had together, it's to see how far you'll let them go, how much they can take from you before you realize what their doing. And even though as much as you might be annoyed with that person, you wont ever have the heart or guts to stand up to them. To tell them they've blown you off and hurt you too many times to even care about them anymore. But at the same time standing up to them seems impossible, so you go along with it anyways when you know it's outcome wont be so great.

Edit > Undo > Delete.

I wish life was like a word processor, on a computer. Whenever you do or say something that you know should'nt have, but did it anyways and never realized how stupid and foolish you were being, till after the fact, you could have the chance to click the "Edit > Undo" button and everything you just screwed up would no longer exist and you could start a clean slate.

Oh how amazing that would be.

Word Vomit.

I've realized that I talk to myself out loud more than I do to actual people. That sounds strange, but whatever. Most people think I'm odd because, I'll be in line paying for something at the gas station or whever I am at the time and I'll just start laughing really loudly because I'll have thought of or just seen something that reminds me of something, or I'll say something that I know is extremly clever and witty to person standing next to me and they'll just stare at me like I'm a crazy person. Even though, I know they know that what I just said was in fact quite hilarious, they just didn't want to admit that my imature humor was amazingly funny at that moment.

Though, I may be quite witty I know that I'm really obnoxious and that my filtering system when speaking to other people is non-existant, so I've decided that if I had a Flux Capacitor, It could help me travel back in time and re-visit all the times I made a complete idiot out of myself. Until then, I'll keep rambling about nothing out loud. Maybe some day someone will understand it and laugh with me, not at me. Hah.

Justin Bosak.

Bosak. I love you a lot.

We talk constantly, he's the brother I've never had and the best lover I'll ever have.

Our love is strange. We get into a fight almost daily, about absoulutely nothing. We have sick demented humor that only we think is funny. He's the only person other than Elizabeth that fully understands all of my really strange quirks and the only person who actualy understnds my movie refrences. He's saved me from being stalked many of times. He taught me the important things in life like, how to play 6 Degrees of Kevin Bacon and every dirty joke I know. Without those things, my life wouldn't be the same.

Procrastinators; Leaders of Tomorrow.

Ugh. I officaly, have 31 days to finish up my senior year. Why so soon? Because in order for me to see my bestfriend Elizabeth, in the second week of May for a whole week I need have completed everything. It's killing me. I seriously have no idea at all how I'm going to do it all, I don't even know where to start. Maybe I should start by not posting blogs when I should be taking exams and writing essasys?

I can't help it really. Procrastination runs through my veins. I blame it for putting me behind in school all these months and making me write this blog right now.


Well, I'm off to go read things I'll never remember. So I can see my lover in a another state. Until then, I'll be going mentally insane.

Productivity.

This weekend has been expectionally boring and unventful. But, on the bright side I've become really good friends with Nyquil and gained a lot of sleep. Which I needed because I sleep like 14hours a week, or less. Sometimes I like doing nothing other than sleeping and watching movies for days at a time. Needless to say, the only productive thing I've done all weekend is edit pictures and download amazing music.

The World Spins Madly On.

Growing up scares me. Everyday I get closer and closer to living life on my own, and I'm not sure if I'm ready for it. All of my priorities are out of sorts and I'm having trouble keeping everything in balance. I can slowly feel everything getting out of control, and I'm trying to put a stop to it before it gets to be too much to handle and I seriously start regretting things.

Liz Muffin.

Elizabeth Michelle Mahoney; You're my best friend in the whole entire world, I love you to death. I've known you since the 8th grade and you've always been an amazing friend. Never once have you let me down. You're one of the most loyal people I know and always there when I need you. We've been through so much, and I'm glad that I have you to depend on. You're the only person who really understands me and knows what I'm thinking before I say it. You know more about me than I do myself. Some of the stupidest things I've ever done have been with you, like the time we decided it would be really fun to run around your neighborhood in our underwear at 10 o'clock at night or our three year prank calling phase. I expericed a lot of "first's" with you, like the first time I ever went on a plane was to see you for Christmas, and the first time I was ever in a car crash was with you, when you smashed my mother's van. You taught me it's okay to be slightly physco and not worry about what other people think. Even your family has always been there for me and treated me like their own. Back when we used to car pool everyday and I would spend my Saturdays going to your soccer games to watch you never play soccer and just make fun of the people on the other team. You're the greatest person I know, and no matter how far apart we may be, just know I'm never going anywhere. I miss you a lot, and I love you tons.

Letting Off the Happiness.

I got a new puppy this weekend, his name is Jett Jackson. You know, after the Dinsey Chanel show "The famous Jett Jackson". Hah. My dad named him Jett, because he's "jett black", (note; my dad isn't very creative) and when he told me what he named him I was like, "DAD, his middle name must be Jackson. Don't ask questions, it just needs to be done." I told him why, he laughed and agreed. So now my puppy has an awesome name and I'm quite thrilled.

In other news, this weekend was pretty fun. Minus me being really sick and not being able to much. Also, Chelsea and Bosak are my favorite people for entertainment.

First Time for Everything.

This is my first post in my blog, beacause I was too lazy to make one because it's a lot of effort to make one, so I had Bosak make one for me because LiveJournal SUCKS and I was constantly having the urge to punch it in the face. It takes forever to load, and it's really annoying and ugly.

Anyways, this past week kind of sucked. I was deathly sick all week, which made my weekend crappy because I was too tired and sick to do much of anything. Yesterday was really fun though, minus it being a holiday. I hate the holidays.