Saturday, May 26, 2012

Oh boy oh boy oh boy!

Not doing so good.

I am not great with school being over. I don't have a goal, or anything to grab me from being lazy.

And Savannah has spiralled out of control. Here is why I think that;

We went to science camp. In my opinion, she was at her maximum negativity! Seriously, she was groaning and moaning and winning about every little thing!

SOME OF THE STUFF SHE SAID AND WAS COMPLAINING ABOUT:


  • "My feet hurt! Uhhhhh, stupid hike!"
  • "Stupid bus! My neck hurts!"
  • "My bunk sucks! I hit my head on it and now there's a bump on my head! UH! Stupid bunk!"
There is WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY  WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY more. I almost killed her. I could've taken a tree branch and have it "accidentally" fall from somewhere, and have it "accidentally" hit her head and kill her, but no. I'm a good girl! 



I asked her if she wanted to do a blog with me (when I wasn't trying to make it look like she committed suicide) and she said yes. Look at this post she put on there:

SERIOULY!!i know that u viewers are out there, in Russia and Indonesia and Germany and everywhere else, but it couldnt hurt to leave a comment or SOMETHIN'!

Can you believe her?! So on our blog email, I sent her an email:


"I'm not gonna do the blog with you anymore. I don't like that you are writing mean, negative things on the blog."


I really hate her. I also realized that she was using me. In another post I'll tell you how cuz' I gotta move on.


Since it's summer, I decided to make a list of stuff I wanted to do:



  • Clean out bin of stuff to do
  • Organize desk
  • Make thank-you cards
  • Make a list of people to make thank you cards for
  • Send texts to every phone number I got in my yearbook
  • Play 30 min to an hour of Kinetic every day
  • Make another list of stuff to do this summer.
So ya. I HAVE to make sure I get bizzy this summer!



Sunday, May 13, 2012

ROLLINS!!

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!! Well actually YAY!

Well both.

Turns out 'mac' was Rollins.

He is STUPID!!

 And my mom is really mad and said that he is no friend since he pranked me like that and tricked me.

I totally agree.

But I am over it and I am just not going to txt Rollins.


I am so nervous. The letter to see if I am in honors is supposed to be here.

But it's not! Probably because I live in a different district then my school, so it takes longer.



This is creepy, weird, and freaky...

I am going into the panic room. Well, kinda. Not really but you catch my drift...

Mac just txted me!

I think he did anyway.

I mean, I have recently given Rollins my phone number (he is a FRIEND) and he is a bit of a trickster/prankster, so he could just be pranking me for the first txt.

But "mac" did send me three of them, so either Rollins is being very consistent on his prank/trickery, or it is REALLY mac. Please let it be Rollins.

                                                              oy vey...



If it where mac, then I would be annoyed. ANNOYED BECAUSE MY STUPID CRUSH WHO I AM TRYING TO STOP CRUSHING ON IS TEXTING ME!

Now, you may be wondering how Mac got my phone number...

I was stupid in my last grade.

Mac saw these phone cards I keep with my so people have my phone number and email on my desk and asked if he could have one. I should have said,"NO WAY!"

I should have hidden them.

I should have acted as if they weren't there.

BUT I DID!! Bad Bojo...

It was the last day, too. SO on the last day of school, I got home, and oped around waiting for a txt from whats-his-face. Lame.

And today didn't go so well either. Ima just start from the begging:

You hopefully all know how I applied for honors for school. And this week I am supposed to get a latter telling if I got in. NOT. i DON'T LIVE IN THE SAME district as my schools, so I guess I am getting it later. Now I am moping around again waiting and hoping for the mail man to drop by the mail, specifically a letter saying," Bojo, you got into honors. CONGRATS!!"

But no luck. So I am worried, and Savannah already got hers, and she got in. Making it worse cuz' I wanna tell her if I got in too!

Then other stuff hapened that was fine.

Then mom and I got home from errands, I was SUPER tired, so I slumped down in bed.

20 minutes later, I hear yelling, screaming crying, and a little bit of fowl language...

MY PARENTS FIGHTING!!

Yay. -.-

This went on for about 2 hours, while I sat on my bed in my room, played games, cried, and had to get through my stomach feeling like it had the flu.

That was just from me being nervous.

Then my dad comes in my room and is all like," I am so sorry that we are fighting." and then some more while he higged me.

It made me feel a little better, but not much. Is my mom okay?

Ya she is, but she had red eyes and is clearly in A TON of pain from allot of what my dad said to her. I heard him say some pretty mean things.

Of course they both did, but it seems like he REALLY MADE A DENT.

So ya.

Then my dad had mom open her mothers day gift, and it turns out her and I are going to get a spa treatment.

YAY!






Friday, May 11, 2012

How the dance went...

The dance was okay :/ but not the best.

So first, I felt like I had to plaster this fake act on myself, because stupid Mac was there. I don't understand why I try, cuz no mater what he will always ignore me. Well, let me refraise. He will always ignore me unless I have a super model body, I am rich, and the most popular person at the school.



Plus they didn't have the best music. I mean, sure they had party rock and Hannah Montana and Justin Bieber, but that was it. And some adele, but I love it will rain, and what makes you beautiful, so that was it.

And I guess I wish more of my class mates where there.

And less younger kids who where acting obnoxiously stupid.

And less Mac.

And less overrated populars.

I did enjoy the EXTRA LARGE pixie sticks. :D



And the soda.



And those of my friends who where there.

And dancing to the music, even though I S-T-I-N-K at dancing.

So I would rate the dance a 5/10

Eh.

Maybe a 6/10

Somewhere in between that.

But seriously, when Mac is there, you see a blob of people and he is in the middle of it. He walks one way, his groupies make sure they are there with him.  SERIOUSLY he could run around the room at hyper speed, and they would stay stuck to him.

At least next year I will go to a middle school that I am sure none of my friends will be going to, so he will hopefully not be there.

If he is (so unlikely) I will freak, go crazy, and come to the assumption that I am cursed. BUT HEY, WHAT ARE THE ODDS?! lol

It will rain:


Wednesday, May 9, 2012

AFTER SCHOOL NOTICE...

So after school Ima be going to Savannahs house! She is fun to be around when she isn't annoying...

Trolla la la la la....

Friday, May 4, 2012

DANCE CONTINUED...

Omg we r about to leave for the dance and I know this sounds weird coming from myself but I think I look good, cute, and a little hot... LOL! I need to send myself flowers...

Wish me luck on busting the awesome moves!

DANCE!!!

SO. TONIGHT IS THE DANCE AT MY SCHOOL!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

It's not like," Ohhhhhh let's slow dance..." Or people asking you out it is just a fun dance party kind of. They serve pizza, candy, soda, and play awesome music, and you get to buy raffle tickets. I. CANNOT. WAIT.

Then after that my parents and I are gonna go to sports authority( I need new shoes), and have dinner.

I am gonna wear a cute pair of jeans, a black plain shirt, and put a blue type of jacket kinda over it. Ima gonna look so beachy. Plus, I will be wearing my favorite sunglasses, a cute necklace, white flower earrings, and this type of metal hairband.

I just kinda hope Mac won't be there. He always ruins my fun, making me feel all self conscious, and I know I don't have a chance with him (nor do I guess I really want to, since he kinda anoise me now), so why do I worry about it! Ugh, this is so complicated!!!!!!!!

Thursday, May 3, 2012

OMG

SO sorry! I need to post more, I am just so caught up! I am not super sick anymore, but I still am, so I have to go to bed earley... and i get SUPER sleepy... SO ya. Me and my friend Hannerz have made a song. It is actually kinda short, but funny! Here it is:

I can walk on chicken
I will die
I will keep on roasting till I fry!

Forgot the rest dirpty derp derp...