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The Worst Kind of Headache [
August 22nd 2008 @ 11:47PM
]
[ mood | restless ]
[ music | Aiden - The Last Sunrise ]

 Whoa, random posting on a dead journal, WATCH OUT! Hey, hey...my birthday's on the 28th. What are you getting me? Kidding, kidding. I am content with nothing, or, maybe, just a hug and a quiet "Happy Birthday." No singing. If somebody sings Happy Birthday...well, let's just say I know where to find myself a butcher's knife real fast.

In order to make this post slightly more topical (or at least having some semblance of the title and the post actually matching)....

The worst kind of headache, for me, is the kind of headache that keeps me from going to sleep, because that's usually how I get rid of my headaches. Sleep. Sleep is good, yes, but guess what kind of headache I have right now. Yeeeaaah.

Ciao.

cmnt

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November 17th 2007 @ 7:27PM
]

I will scream bloody murder.

cmnt

So.... [
November 8th 2007 @ 7:47PM
]
[ mood | hyper ]
[ music | None. Watching Supernatural ]

Things that were said/done today before/during/after the Foreign Language Fair.

"How come a chicken doesn't wear pants?
\/
  \/
    \/
       \/
Because its pecker is on its face."


"That guy just had a chalupa in his hand."
"Chalupa is a funny word."
"Chalupa."
"Chaluuuupaaaaa."

"You like [dot] [dot] [dot] to [dot] [dot] [dot] lick [dot] [dot] [dot] the [dot] [dot] [dot] clit."

"So, put your hands in my pants, I bet you'll feel nuts. "

"In you eyes, I see my very first time" *succession of pelvic thrusts*

"This Grass Was Cut By A Small Business."
"That's nice to know...."
"I really wanna cut the letters G and R off that sign..."
"So you're one of those kids."

"Bloody Latte. Hmmm...Sounds good." In my defense, it really did sound good. o.O I didn't end up getting that, instead I got a 16oz Milky Way Latte...and I haven't crashed yet. My mom went to bed early 'cause I wouldn't shut up.

"Lizzy Borden...How does that go?"
"Lizzy Borden took an axe and gave her mother forty wacks. After she saw what she had, she gave her father forty-one."
"I love how you know that, Bailey..."

(So, somehow over the course of this year, I've become known as the demonic girl who might seriously pop a cap in your ass just because I can say the evilest of things with a completely serious, evil voice. Who'd have thunk it?)

1: "Wow."
2: "Yeah."
1: "Crap!"
2: "Mhm."

At the Foreign Language Fair they showcase the languages French, Spanish, and German. The whole time I was there, I said "Ciao" to people instead of "Au Revoir" look I should have. I didn't even do it on purpose...

cmnt

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November 1st 2007 @ 4:35PM
]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Head Automoatica- Beating Heart Baby [Chris Lord-Alge Remix] ]

I went to Bridal Cave down in the Ozarks yesterday as a Geology field trip. We also explored and climbed around a wild cave that they've been excavating and the tour guide, Chris, said that they had found Native American artifacts in. The wild cave was filled with red clay (and for those of you who don't know, that does not come out of clothes) and we got to climb/crawl through this tiny tunnel to get to another room. Guess who was the only one who slipped. Me. Twice, in fact. The first time, I screwed my knee up, I couldn't stand on it for a few minutes and it's still screwed up now. The second time, I fell flat on my ass. Fun stuff. I was almost as dirty as the boys who climbed all up the walls of the cave and got into a tunnel that nobody had been in for years. 
But it was still cool. I'd like to go again.

cmnt

Genetic Engineering [
October 10th 2007 @ 6:38PM
]
[ mood | lonely ]
[ music | Paramore- For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic ]

I live in a somewhat small, very religious country town and I understand that a lot of people's opinion are going to differ greatly from mine (me being not-so-religious and all), but the next person that tells me that genetic engineering is wrong because scientists are "playing God" is going to get a furry boot up their ass. 
I was reading my genetic engineering notes during Channel 1 and the girl that sits next to me said that g.e. is stupid (lovely terminology, by the way) because it changes what God intended. I countered with, "So if a child is suffering, but there's perfectly good technology that could end that child's suffering and help her live a better, more productive and meaningful life, you wouldn't try to end help her just because the technology was genetic engineering?"
You know what she said? She said, "Yeah."

RARGABLARGARARG!



I'm not so naive, my sorry eyes can see...

And, yes, you can be in a book. That's the magic of really good books.

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October 8th 2007 @ 3:28AM
]
[ mood | awake ]
[ music | Paramore- Misery Business ]

 Of Plymouth Plantation
The Crucible
Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God
The Puritans sucked, plain and simple. 

~~~

Thin air and empty shadows.

cmnt

rargablargararg! [
October 2nd 2007 @ 11:14PM
]
[ mood | blah ]
[ music | tick, tick, tick.... ]

Today was the field trip to UCM for the Theatre Workshops and Othello, the play performed at the university. These are the thoughts that occured to me today:

Before Trip:
-Lunch ladies are Lucifer's minions...
-Maybe he's just retarded...

During/After Trip:
-Damn I'm good (at the whole Shakespearean pronounciation and getting into the rhythm of the iambic pentameter, that is)...
-Maybe he's just retarded...
-Why...is his butt clenched like that? (Someone on stage.)
-Blow your goddamn nose!
-Take my seat and I will drop kick all of you...

I looooved Othello (A Shakespearean Tragedy (ALMOST all of the key players died. Almost. It was close.)). 
The man that played Iago, quite a few of his lines were quite explicit and he made that VERY clear in his actions. Like in the scene where he's talking to Cassio about Othello and his wife not having hit the sheets yet.
In one scene, he started out sounding like he was crying and then he went into this extremely maniacal laugh (<3). He then proceeded to hump the bed he sat on. It was splendid. Splendid, I tell you. 


Anywhoooo....Bailey has a headache. GOODNIGHT!

cmnt

Awake. Aware. Functional. Pick One. [
October 1st 2007 @ 3:42PM
]
[ mood | Functional. ]
[ music | Moulin Rouge OST- Nature Boy ]

I can really do without the commentary...

~~~

Does anybody know where I can download good opera music? 
What about the Firefly Series OST? Is there even a Firefly OST? =/

cmnt

Gah! [
September 29th 2007 @ 6:48PM
]
[ mood | apathetic ]
[ music | Fall Out Boy - This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race ]

My mom is paranoid beyond belief and such a kill-joy.




Colleges I'm Thinking About:
William Jewell (cost the most ;;_;; AND is the one I want the most)
Stephens College (Like, woah! I was surprised too, but they offer a scholarship for creative writing.)
DeVry University (or does this one cost the least? I'm sure what the tuition is for this...)
Northwest State University (costs the least)
UCM 


I am an arms dealer, fitting you with weapons in the form of words...
I'm not a shoulder to cry, I digress...
Bandwagon's full, please, catch another...

cmnt

Musing... [
September 25th 2007 @ 6:18PM
]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Panic! At the Disco - Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks ]

If there's no such thing as a stupid question, then what kind of questions do stupid people ask? Like, I don't know, do they become intelligent just in time to ask that question or what? I can't seem to wrap my brain around this...

*nibbles on her sarcasm*

cmnt

Sooo... [
September 25th 2007 @ 4:06PM
]
[ mood | Odd. ]
[ music | Head Automatica - Nowhere Fast ]

The one time I don't say "Allo" or "Bonjour," I do it in French class, of all places. I said "Hola" instead. In French class, yes. I didn't even mean to say it, I just did. I got a "shame, shame" type of scolding. XD It was funneh. 
Also in French class, Valentin (that's his French name) had been sent out of class yesterday for being "insensitive" for calling someone Emo and saying she slit her wrists. Well, from what I hear, he got yelled at  for it. Today, he was being all sensitive and polite. And nobody got that he was just being a smart ass....
He wrote avaler (don't ask me why I even happened know what that means...) on the white board and pretended to jack off behind some one when they made a comment about him being soooo sensitive today.

A boy at school, Stephen, said he would like to see me when I'm tweaked. I don't do that stuff, just so you know, but he said he'd like to see it anyways. He also said, "I bet you'd be, like, crawling on the walls or some shit like that."  American History was an odd class today.

OMG, Quote(?) of the Day:
"Hope your game is as tight as our Spandex."

~ <--- that is called a tilda. *nod*


I got away with murder last night in the parking lot.
Italics
is your friend. Buahahahahaha! *coughsputter* Hahaha! *hack* 
x_X

cmnt

09.19.07 [
September 19th 2007 @ 3:56PM
]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Miyavi - Koha Posshuhon ]

Yes, this all happened today. 

-There was this kid in American Literature (CP) that looked like he was digging for gold...in his nose...
-Sick people make the most disgusting sounds: sniffling, snorting, sneezing, coughing, hacking, hocking, loud breathing, throat clearing, swallowing, moaning, groaning... It's all very disgusting. 
-In study lab (in the ceramics room), one of the pottery turn tables things randomly turned on on its own. It was weird. The room was completely silent except for the occasional page flipping and then all of a sudden this soft whirring sound started up. Everbody kind of stared at it a while before someone finally got up and turned it off. 
-By the way, who's brillian fucking idea was it to have a study lab in the ceramics room? Do you know how hard it is to write while someone is pounding clay on a table? There aren't even real tables, just clay and muck encrusted platforms. That is not what I would consider a desirable workspace...
- En Français, Valentin rit de Madame tous le temps elle dit "prendre une douche." Il est très bête...
(The syntax is probably all screwed up...)

FRENCH LESSON!
En Français = In French
rire de = to laugh at
tous le temps = every time
dire = to say
prendre une douche = to take a shower
bête = stupid

Random fact of the day: Graphite and Diamond have the same chemical compound. 

Methinks that is all.

cmnt

Comment ça va? [
September 18th 2007 @ 5:56AM
]
[ mood | sick ]

Ça va mal! Je suis très malade!

And she uses the excuse that she doesn't have a phone to call with. Sometimes I think she let the phone service expire on purpose. 
She said I either have to have a fever or be throwing up. Well...I almost threw up last night. Apparently, that's not good enough.
How the fuck am I supposed to concentrate on school work when I can't even concentrate on this screen? HOW?!
Maybe she'll be happy with letting me stay home when I pass out at school and she has to leave work early to pick me up.

cmnt

[
September 14th 2007 @ 7:42PM
]
[ mood | aggravated ]

"Stop touching my face!"

I snapped at my mom. 
I hate it when people touch my face and most people understand that, but there's this one boy who refuses to listen and he's constantly touching my face and covering my eyes. I boiled over and mom was just in the wrong place, at the wrong time. And she shouldn't have touched my face. She definitely shouldn't have pointed out the scars I have from pimples...  



But now I'm on mom's black list. In all honesty, she should be on my black list. 

She's a hypocrite, y'know.

cmnt

Here's A Word For You, Kiddies: [
September 12th 2007 @ 5:05PM
]
[ mood | blank ]

 So, you remember dear, old dad, right? Well, guess what.



He was the only one that got me a real birthday present this year. 
He got me my class ring.

I am so discombobulated.

cmnt

What Do You Have To Say? - Music: My First Favorite Band [
September 12th 2007 @ 5:04PM
]
[ mood | amused ]

What was the first band you became a fan of?

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N*Sync, 1999 (I was nine, give me a break.)
XD My taste in music has changed drastically (to better things) since then.
My first Hollywood crush? Lance Bass.
And he ended up being gay! D`= 
cmnt

Who Want To Be A Superhero? [
September 6th 2007 @ 10:05PM
]
[ mood | aggravated ]
[ music | KoRn- Fuck Dying ft. Ice Cube ]

WHAT? The Defuser!? Aaah, Hell no. No...no...Just no...

Hyper-Strike, you are my superhero.

cmnt

Hm... [
September 4th 2007 @ 6:20PM
]
[ mood | awake ]

     I experienced something rather strange today in CP American Literature. As I walk into the classroom, Brandon (a very loveable type of guy, however weird he may be)  yells, "People! Take showers!" He hugs me and then proceeds to pick me up, carry me to my chair, pull the chair out with his foot, set me down in my chair, and then he opens my folder. Then he says, "If you have anymore transportation needs, you know who to look for." Odd, n'est pas?
     For some reason, I think Madame (French teacher) thinks I need "positive reinforcement," or whatever they're calling that these days. It's worrysome...
     Have you ever seen someone so serious that they've got their face all scrunched up and tense? I have, and it's funny as Hell. It looks like they're constipated. Maybe that's why they're so serious? They want to get the job done all fast and serious-like so they can visit the little men's/lady's room and not have to wait until break. 
     Since I've nothing to do, I think I'll organize my file cabinet. It needs a bit of cleaning out. Who knows? Maybe I'll stumble upon an old idea that I can use for NaNoWriMo. Most likely not, though. 



....there I go again. Being the eternal pessimist. 


P.S. I hate spaghetti and I dislike the smell of cheap garlic bread. Is that so bad?

cmnt

[
September 4th 2007 @ 12:29AM
]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Fall Out Boy- Calm Before the Storm ]

 J'adore "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang."


cmnt

AH! [
September 3rd 2007 @ 10:19PM
]
[ mood | weird ]
[ music | The Fratellis- Vince the Loveable Stoner ]

I can't take all this negativity!
It's eating me alive! ALIVE, I SAY!
AH!

cmnt

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