.:Thursday, June 3:.

..:hmph...:..

okay, before I start bitching, I must say: KT, your new hair looks, okay? Almost 40 inches off, but still very pretty. I kinda liked the long hair better though... sorry...

Now on to the bitchfest.

First off, that shithole kid Damon STILL owes me 52 bucks, and Jen owes me 30 bucks and bry owes me 20 bucks.... I am 100 dollars short and I'm REALLY fucking angry about this. I need the bloody money to pay for necessities such as gas and timmies dammit!!

Second order of business. I can't go see the new HP movie tomorrow. I am really quite mad about this as I've been looking forward to going for a long bloody time. But my parents see fit to inform me TODAY that they are headed out for the weekend and I need to stay home and watch the dog and the house, so the only time I could possibly go see it is in the afternoon, like directly after school. One problem: no car and no one who can go directly after school and then give me a ride home kind of cancels out that Idea.

On a rather strange note, I was talking to Jules and aparently she was on the phone with Natalie a while ago. We all remember Natalie. The bitch queen who fucked me over in school by not telling me she was dropping out and informing me that I no longer had a ride to said school.

So anyway, Jules was on the phone with Natalie and Natalie tells her that she and her mom are moving to Alberta. That night. With no prior planning or anything sensible like that, they just took off and now reside in edmonton.

Note to self:
AVOID EDMONTON AT ALL POSSIBLE COSTS!!!!!!

stupid bint.

Today was also funday at school. Wee, what fun, look at me go. (think of this being said in my most sarcastic tone of voice.)

I also noticed while looking at my blog that about half of my posts from the last week are made up of bloody quizes.

god am I sad.

I hate school, hate everything right now.

Really just want a fucking break to relax at some point. Maybe I'll go visit my brothers this weekend, that might help...

on another note, saw all the following lyrics on Brynnes LJ and thought some of them suited my mood pretty well, so here ya go:

If a picture paints a thousand words
Then why can't I paint you?
The words will never show
The you I've come to know.
If a face could launch a thousand ships
Then where am I to go?
There's no one home but you
And now you've left me too.
And when my love for life is running dry
You come and pour yourself on me
If a man could be two places at one time
I'd be with you.
Tomorrow and today
Beside you all the way
If the world should stop revolving
Spinning slowly down to die.
I'd spend the end with you
And when the world was through...
Then one by one, the stars would all go out.
Then you and I, would simply fly away.
-"If", David Gates

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

(Chorus)Now I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

Chorus

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
A silver thorn, a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Chorus
-"Starry Starry Night", Don McLean

Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
Hand held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news

(Chorus)So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She's no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

Chorus

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea last an hour
Then he wanders home alone

Chorus

And have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears.
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care

Chorus
-"Streets of London", Ralph McTell

Some say love is like a river that drowns the tender reed
Some say love is like a razor that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love is like a hunger, an endless aching need
I say love is like a flower and you it's only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking that never takes a chance
It's the dream afraid of waking that never learns to dance
It's the one that won't be taken that cannot learn to give
It's the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember that in the winter, far beneath the brittle snow
Lies a seed that with the sun's love, in the spring becomes a rose
-"The Rose", Amanda McBroom

Meru at 10:17 PM