Take Your Tears & Go Away.

I hate this.
Wanna know why I hate this?
Because I can't write anything on this stupid thing without having to hear about it a month later when even I've forgotten about it.
And you know what else?
I'm sorry I ever wrote anything of actual importance on this thing.
I guess I wrote it because I actually wanted people to know, but at the same time not.

But, anyway, I'm fucking done.

Oh, and?
Get a fucking life; you don't know shit.

Truth?
I'm so scared.

This Ship Is Sinking.

I like daisies.

I'm going to be in Stockton on Friday & Saturday!

I got my essay back; still failing.

I might not go into Algebra II if I can't raise my grade.

I ate so much right when I got home.

I'm so tired.

What do I want, what do I want?

The first German serviceman killed in World War II was killed by the Japanese (China, 1937), the first American serviceman killed was killed by the Russians (Finland 1940), the highest-ranking American killed was Lt. Gen. Lesley McNair, killed by the U.S. Army Air Corps - so much for allies.

Must Be Crazy

We ran out of creamer yesterday; bugger! It wasn't enough that I lost my happiness, but then my mom goes, "Agh, how could you use that whole thing in such a short time? And you waste most of it. Yada yada yada." Haha, damn, had to go back to using lame creamer. But coffee is coffee is coffee, yadigg? [=

So anyway, happy Monday cool kids! =D

I got mad that Lucas didn't sit with me this morning. I was planning on asking him some Q's! -_- Lame. Haha.
I did half of my homework in the library, and still got two points for it. (: Yee. Haha.
Just took hella long on the warm ups for geometry, so we have to do "remedial homework" today. Haha. Wtff, right?
Mrs. Jenkins gave us left over food from the Tiger Fest in English. [= Ahah. It was a bigass sugar rush hella in the morning. And then we had to take a Chaoter 11/12 quiz for All Quiet on the Western Front, but there were dozens of questions and so we had to stay late, and I still wasn't getting the answers (thanks Willie, who kept dropping my reading log after I so nicely lent it to him -___- !) and then I just got a pass so I would have to stop hurrying. I wish I took more of my time though, SSR in Biology fails. >=/ Hahaha.
Steven, Karina, and I all (we sit in one vertical row) didn't have our Biology books so we were just chilling, since Michele is at home because of her foot surgery! Agh! But yeah. It was coooo. Just Mrs. Gerughty, who gets on my nerves more than any other person in that class, and trusttt, that's hella saying something.
PE was so long! You don't even know. And there were frickin' four classes on the track, and that is just way too many. Severe claustrophobia!!

Someone stole Michelle's lunch from her locker... =/ It was the main topic of discussion for the beginning of lunch. And her locker's broken. Suchs major ducks, on the real!

History was useless, we had a meanie head sub. & I just hella wanted to watch the movie, remember how excited I was two blogs ago!? Oh hell no! Hahaha. Oh well, whatever. Just did work and chilled with Israel, Joyce, & Shteven, who is hella short. (: They were mean to me though! Hoes! [;
Switched seats in Spanish and Mrs. Guzman was being a dictator, hella! Hannah suggested anarchy, and I suggested mutiny. LOL. She is ridiculous though, freeal! That old woman is crazy, and rather impatient. Sarah has the same glasses as me, but where mine are green, hers are blue. *Note to self; stop wearing glasses.
PLAYED.

I got home, and I was supposed to go somewhere with Paula, but omfg. I was so fucking tired. I just got in my room, I didn't even take off my jacket, I just got in bed, and hella knocked out. And I didn't wake up until, like, 6something. Not cool. =/
Other than that, though, today was pretty fuh-fuh-freshhh.

65% of the candy that is produced in an year is consumed by American adults 18 years and older.

Hoping And Praying For A Single Way

You ever get to that point in life where you just stop worrying about yourself so much, not because you actually want to or anything, but finally, you feel like there are other people who need you to worry about them more than you need to worry about yourself? I know that was a mouthful, but I hope you understood it a bit.
I'm not really quite sure what I'm saying at this point, but I just thought I'd let myself know that there are all these people who really sort of need me. I can't dwell on my own past (because it seems every time I close my eyes, the most random of memories flood back to me, and it makes me relive my past horrors over and over again) because there are people in the present who need me to grasp hold of my sanity. 

I really am in a content sort of place right now. Sure, tomorrow I might be a wreak once again, but right now, at this moment, I am content. I am satisfied. There might be things that I wish I could change in the future, and in the past, as well. But right now, having it being written down, I want myself to know that I will try my hardest to make sure that this is the life I want and the person living it is the one whom I want to be.

And I guess I'm just writing this because I need to know that you're making the right choices.
I guess I need to know that you won't regret this later on. 

Jesus Christ, this is so vague, I bet in a mere week, I'll read this and go, "Dude, what the hell were you talking about?"

All my love,
Nazara Ali.

When you sneeze, all your bodily functions stop, even your heart.
"Agghh, that sneeze was the worst sneeze of my life. It made my brain hurt!" - Christian, PE.

So I Can Walk With You

I swear, one of these days, I'm gonna see Mr. Rink &, like, faint or some shit. Ahaha.
This morning, Christine and I were walking down the inside stairs from her locker on the third floor to the library on the first floor, and I see Mr. Perez so I was very cheerful (because I also saw Mr. Rink going down the stairs when we were going up...) and said, "Hi, Mr. Perez!" But maybe he didn't hear me or he just forgot me, but either way, he didn't reply, and I scowled. But then Mr. Rink is behind him and he looks at me and smiles. Oh man. Christine's the only one who ever hears me giggle that girlishly. Ahaha. And all because of him. Oh man oh man. It is so sad! LOL.

Spanish first period, I was simply finishing up my Geometry homework, when Mrs. Guzman gives me a pagame! And so I say, "But, I'm not done..." And Jake says, "Yeah! She's not done!" (: Haha. Ehh. I guess he's going out with someone again, but he isn't going to prom because he wants to save money. Idkizzle. + Idcizzle? Haha. [=
I was going to buy candy from Gabely, even after all of my complaining about him and his money obsession, mostly because I was tired of him being so annoyed with me and other things, but then he didn't have change. Which I was secretly grateful for anyhow.
We had a beautifully grand total of eight, yes eight, people in my English class today. [= It was fun, and we had it SSR period so we were in Mrs. Jenkins' room for quite a while. Haha. The vast majority of the class was doing something that had to do with AP Euro. We talked for the whole period and took a hot word test and ate cookies. Haha. [: It was lovely. "Well, I mean, everyone who matters is in the room right now," Mrs. Jenkins when she was talking to Mr. Minshew on the phone. OMG, teacher gossip is scandalous!!
I hella do not like Bio. Mrs. Gerughty gives me a fucking headache, like, every day. & that ukulele. And I was hella claustraphobic today because everyone decided to go near the back. And uggh. I don't wanna sit there anymore. I've been thinking about alternatives, but I don't think any of them will go that well. -_-

Lunch was alrightyo. I was with Joyce, Julie, Anabel, Sherry, Jamie, Shanice, and someone else I don't remember. Haha. I mean, we were all the same vicinity, but we were mainly in pairs talking. Haha. Joyce [: ! & Sherry's a fucking horndog! Omggg. LOL.

Mile for PE, but Kat, being injured and all, was marking how many laps we ran. So her blessed soul allowed Joyce, Andy, Victor, and I to just run three (: Pobre Rhenzie! She's gonna have to run on Monday by herself without the aid of Kat )= Aww. Joyce and I were walking the track and Victor and Gabely were behind us, and you know what they were doing?? They were singing! Well, Victor was singing, and Gabely was filling in some places. It was so cuteee! And then we turned around, and Gabely gave his shy little smile, the one I like, and wouldn't sing/fill in anymore. Haha, aww. But it was adorable.
History was alright. We watched a movie; Julie said it was hella boring and that she slept through most of it, but I thought it was actually really interesting. =/ Haha. I love the way Hiroshima and Nagasaki sounds aloud. I take every opportunity to say them, haha. But if you're wondering why I ever mentioned that, it's because the movie was a Peter Jennings documentary-thing about the reason why the atominc bomb was dropped. How it could be considered downright treason the way the Smithsonian was portraying the Enola Gay and the Japanese; how President Harry S. Truman was considered highly inadequate compared to President Roosevelt (and I couldn't help but wonder if he would have chosen to drop the atom bomb on Nagasaki) and how he was reasonably untrustworthy, and that whole episode about not telling Joseph Stalin about the entire weapon; and lovely things of that sort. I want to finish it.