I reactivated my old BlackBerry Pearl 8130 while I wait for my mother to be able to make an insurance claim for me to be able to get another BlackBerry Curve 8530, which won’t be until she gets paid the week after this upcoming one.
It took so long to type out the tags for that post. I had to write them down on a sheet of paper. I’ve been using my iPod now since my phone is hosed. I’m using my iPod to tweet, text, and obviously Tumbl. One thing that sucks about my iPod now is that when I downloaded a new texting application, I updated some of my applications, and it seems to have brought back old games that I deleted. I was thinking, though, that maybe I never did delete them but maybe just never noticed them since I had them in a folder. Whatever way, most of them are paused, and I cannot delete them because they are technically not on my iPod yet and available for deletion. Well, I’m not completely sure yet if I’m adding tags to this post yet. I always get more followers when I tag my posts since I apparently never post anything worth reblogging. I need to reply to Aaron’s text. I made him wait long enough during the last post.
I thought yesterday sucked. At least I didn’t have blood seeping out of my vagina, and at least I had a working phone. The last part is what makes today the worst. I have never, ever in nearly four years of having a cell phone dropped my phone in a toilet until today. I got a brand new BlackBerry Wednesday. Today make it four days old, and it loses it’s life. What’s coincidental about this happening today is that my father gave me four days before I’d screw up my phone. My father is never incorrect. Either he only says things he is sure of, or he prays to God each time makes a prediction that he is correct. Maybe he is even God. My father is the coolest person I know. Maybe this is what I get for doubting the existence of a God. Well, when my parents return home, I will discuss the matter further with my mother. Maybe my mother and I can split the cost of an insurance claim. I was saving money for a new iPod Touch, but I’ll use my whole forty dollars to pitch in. At least if I get a new phone, it may not give me the same problems the now dead one did when I texted Aaron.
I missed the new episode of Degrassi: The Boiling Point last night, so I’m thankfully able to catch it again at nine-thirty CST tonight.
Also, I finished my two binder covers for first semester of this school year. I made a JAGK/GK cover for Advanced Math Honors, and I made an A Skylit Drive one for Chemistry I Honors. I tweeted a screenshot for each since the print preview was set to a kinky sixty-nine percent. Glamour Kills retweeted my screenshot of my JAGK/GK cover and gave me a FTW for Advanced Math Honors and a sixty-nine joke. It was he highlight of my day yesterday. Out of curiosity does anyone know who runs the Glamour Kills Twitter account?
I also realized yesterday that school starts in less than a week for me. I am excited and bummed. I’m excited because I’m tired of always being home, and I miss my friends. Also, I want to sport my new schoolbag, new uniforms, and new shoes, and I can’t wait to achieve another four-point-oh in every class every marking period this entire school year again this year. I also like listening to my iPod every morning on the bus on the way to school. I’m bummed because I’ll have to wake up at five-thirty a.m., Aaron won’t be at school this year, and I have no classes with Adam and Mark. Adam and Mark were my new brainiac friends from this year.
PS: I feel insulted by the complaining of influx of users on Tumblr. It’s rude.
I heard they’re supposedly over and that it’s all over Tumblr. I haven’t seen a single thing because my application doesn’t show my dashboard, and I’ve been too lazy to check via BlackBerry Internet browser.
Ohai, Dream Theater. :3 Yes, I’m awake, though. Awake is also a Dream Theater album, hence the mention of them immediately after the title, blahblahblah. I’m watching Spongebob Squarepants before Johnny Test comes on because there is no way I’m watching Scooby-Doo. I hate that show. It agitates me. I wish Aaron would wake up. I somewhat extremely and completely want to text my boyfriend. Yes, I called him my boyfriend. We’ll just call this long distance since we never get to see each other, even if we live something like five or ten miles away—maybe even less than that.x: Another morning without breakfast. I just haven’t been feeling it. I haven’t eaten breakfast since Monday and only because my lovely mother bought me McDonald’s breakfast. Well, it’s back to tweeting, waiting on Aaron, and watching Spongebob Squarepants.
I just finished eating lunch and a grape-flavored Minute Maid juice bar. My e-mail still does not work on my BlackBerry. One instance my account was suspended or something. Then, BlackBerry Internet Service says my phone is not registered, so I decided to register it, which ends up being successful or so it said. I go back to create an account, and it still says that it does not work. I gave up. I’ll ask my mother about it when she gets home. I also need to remind her to take a money bag out of the van and find her lime green silicone phone skin. Asdfghjkl;
It’s on, and I want to stay up later than usual even though I’ll somewhat regret it in the morning so that I can text Aaron. I could never completely regret staying up late because of him. Topher Grace is so hot on this show.
I’m finally at fifty followers here. I am still at three hundred twenty-nine on Twitter. As savvy as I am at social networking, I sure do suck at popularity. This weekend and today has been pretty great. Saturday, my mother and I went to Lowe’s to look for stuff for the old house and ate out at Applebee’s before going to WalMart for paint and groceries and heading home. I really didn’t want to eat at Applebee’s, but I’m pretty glad we did. I had the best steak ever. Sunday night, my mother wanted to go to Lowe’s again, but it was closed. We did, however, go to Outback Steakhouse and ended up going to WalMart again. At Outback I got my usual salad, shared Aussie chips with my mother, a grilled lobster tail, an order of grilled shrimp, and split a steak with my mother. Since Applebee’s, I had been in the mood for steak. It was nowhere near as good as Applebee’s, though. We rode around to see if my aunt was still in Louisiana here or finally went back home in Mississippi. We checked my deceased maternal grandparents’ house, my aunt’s house, and my uncle’s house. She ended up being at my uncle’s. When we rode by my grandparents’ house, we noticed that the demolition to the actual house began. It was heartbreaking. I actually almost started crying, and I never cry for things like that. I guess the house being torn down was closure. I had never had such closure before after a relative’s death. It was just do unfamiliar to me. I ended up staying sleep with my mother at our old house last night to paint. We didn’t go to bed until 3 a.m., and I had to wake up at 7 a.m. for school orientation today. I was so tired. I got to do everything except take my yearbook pictures because today only seniors took theirs because of cap and gown. Then, my mother and I went uniform shopping for me. I got four school shorts and a pair of pants from American Eagle, four blue and one white polos and a new braided belt from Aeropostale, Clinique Happy and Godiva milk chocolate pearls from Dillards, two new bras (that make boobs look two cups larger) and five panties along with the free stuffed dog from Victoria’s Secret, black and white checkerboard classic slip-on Vans (the color I wanted was only available in child sizes) from Journey’s, and three CDs (Put Up or Shut Up by All Time Low, Black and White by The Maine, and The Emptiness by Alesana) from F.Y.E. It was totally awesome. Also, I got Vans Warped Tour Twenty-Ten Compliation at WalMart last night. I dislike that WalMart. It was full of negroes. I did finally get more metallic Sharpies, a nice agenda, a notebook of graphing paper, and a pack of one hundred twenty colors as well from WalMart. I was bummed about the crayons, though, because like I suspected and my mother doubted, it was not one hundred twenty different colors but a box that consisted of two forty-eight and one twenty-four packs. Eh, oh, well. One day, I will find that one hundred different crayons pack. I’m waiting for Degrassi: The Boiling Point to come on. I’ve missed most of Degrassi today, so for now I am not even paying attention to it. Eh, it’s been five days since I’ve last worked out.)x Tomorrow will be rough I’m sure. I don’t have any library books to read either. My father ended up returning our books two days late anyway. It’s all good, though, I suppose. We’ll just have to wait until this upcoming Saturday. I hope we do go.
I fucking fail at Tumblr. Today, I read, worked out, swept, mopped, watched Degrassi, started cooking a roast, and took an hour-long nap. I also fail at having a social life. It’s cool, though. I stay out of drama and trouble and blah, blah, blah. I don’t even know what to blog about. Well, this all … really.
Haha, every time I put “blah” anywhere, it makes me think of Aaron using “meh” all the time. Heh, he’s cute. ^^ That’s why he’s pregnant for me . . . what? Well, I am going to go to bed soon. I’ll give Facebook one more shot, though. It was being an asshole earlier, but hopefully, restarting my father’s laptop helped like it did for Tumblr.
Who got their free slurpee from 7/11 today? I didn’t because we don’t live around any 7/11s. Today is also Derek Sanders birthday.<3 Last night was amazing. I got Chinese for supper. I had three plates of Lo Mein. I think I died for that hour or so and came back to life as soon as I drank the fountain Coca-Cola, which I will say are the best drinks ever.<3 I love Lo Mein. I need to figure out how to cook some so that I can eat it whenever I want. The carrots are almost the best part. I don’t even care about the other vegetables now when I eat Lo Mein. I just scarf it all down. I really don’t have much to say tonight, but I have to keep myself moderately active on Tumblr. Ughh, I haven’t gotten on Dailybooth in a while, but I never have anything to Dailybooth about. I aodre the concept of it, though. I wish there was an app for BlackBerries for it. If my e-mail worked on my BlackBerry, I could e-mail pictures daily and be more active on it. Sigh, but that is too much to ask for, right? My mother is playing games on Facebook and talking to herself. Asdfghjkl; I will look up a Lo Mein recipe tomorrow and try it out. Zomg, tomorrow, Degrassi plays for twelve hours—eleven a.m. to eleven p.m. Zomg, I won’t even be done working out in time to watch it from the beginning. I always finish working out after twelve. I’m so scared to start working out about tomorrow. I’m going to have gained all my weight if not more back I’m sure. I haven’t worked out since at least Thursday, and I’ve been pigging out so badly since. Now that I never see the hot sales associate anymore, I’ve come to the conclusion that like women all across America, I fucking hate WalMart. Hmm, it looks like I had more to say that I thought. Lo Mein.