 |
|
wwhen the stars go blue |
|
|
 |
Today this girl is
and/but
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wSunday, August 31, 2003 |
|
|
|
And the sun can rise to shine.
And I believe in you.
Tonight was good.
Everyone should download the juliana theory- the closest thing.
wonderful stuff.
and...yeah. sleep, hallelujah.
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 12:53 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wSaturday, August 30, 2003 |
|
|
|
Ignore below section.
i am a really bad person sometimes and i really need to fix this.
i can never do anything right and however hard i try i always end up pissing somebody off and then i can't fix it cause most of the time im not even sposed to know i pissed them off and it just kinda sucks.
and i dont know if i should just like...apologize or something right now, just apologize for all the crap i do wrong and all the crap i'm GONNA do wrong cause to be honest, even when i try as hard as freakin possible to change it doesn't work cause i just piss someone off in a different way, or else i just end up totally unhappy.
i'm sorry though.
i'm sorry that i was in a really weird frame of mind last night and ended up kinda irritating some people, even though yes overall it was a really good night.
i'm sorry that i am who i am and i'm sorry that i can't just up and turn myself into somebody else.
i'm sorry that i obsess over little things and that i stress out for no reason and that i'm emotional. i'm sorry that i screwed up and i'm sorry, really sorry, cause i know it's gonna happen again.
im sorry that you have to put up with me and i'm sorry that i care so much about everybody and can't seem to get this across the way i want to.
i'm sorry that sometimes i'm bitchy and clingy and hypocritical.
and i'm really sorry that i'm even writing this, because i don't think it makes any sense and it sounds really stupid. and there's no real reason for it anyway, except for that i was thinking about the overall stupidity and predictability of my life in general and some of the shiz that went down last night, which really isn't that big a deal, except it kind of is in my head.
sometimes i just get frustrated, i'm sure yall all know how it is...
in fact, ok, disregard all of this.
--resume reading here--
In other news, this thunder is really freaky but also kinda cool. It's a good day for a storm. I might go out and have dinner at Atlanta Bread with Deeds tonight, I think that'll be a good time. Due to the fact that my parents try to put limits on how many 'social engagements' i can have every weekend, we're lying and saying we're going to starbucks to study spanish. Good gracious my parents are retarded.
In other news, my shoulders are achey now too. But earlier I reread an old letter from Claire that she sent me at camp and it was fun. I have done absolutely nothing productive today and I don't care.
Whoo, I feel better now.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 6:04 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
hello, world.
i think i am dying, for serious.
i am sick and i prolly got whatever elbie had and MAN i do not know how she managed to come to school on friday if she was like this.
yeah my nose is running like a fire hose and my head may very well explode and i sorta can't breathe and my throat is really really scratchy.
did i mention snot is coming out my eyeballs, for lack of a better way to explain?
i am really. really. really. hoping that all of this is just cause i'm tired and my body feels like sort of malfunctioning on me but good lord, it is gonna suck a really big kangaroo if i don't feel better by tomorrow because that would really just screw over my weekend.
ok i am going to go make myself some soup or something...
man, this sucks.
also i think i have a fever cause yo, it's burning up in herre.
and i can't find my glasses nor do i have the energy, motivation, or inclination to put my contacts in.
Ok so yeah...call me, i'm blind sniffly and hot.
nice.
sorry about the slightly overly informative explanation of my current situation...and the complaining, acourse.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 4:34 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
omg im such an ib loser but goooooooodnight im finally gonna get some sleep
and if somebody wakes me up i will kill them and they will die a thousand deaths.
ah my eyes are closing themselves
but HEY guess what it doesnt matter cause last night and such was really a blast despite the small piece of 2:30 am drama AND
it's a 3 day weekend so homework can fuck an emu...er, for right now.
HOORAY life is so yummy.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 1:04 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
Damn, ain't this the truth...
August 30, 2003
Somebody's busy these days. Whether or not you asked for this work, you have more than you can handle. Take a running start to get far up the mountainside. If the rock you're carrying pulls you back down, there's a mythological precedent that you're not sure you want to repeat. It would help if you had support from those who could make your life much easier. This only becomes necessary when you think about the fragile give-and-take that defines most relationships. Meanwhile, give yourself an 'A' for effort and then go take a rest.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 11:11 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wFriday, August 29, 2003 |
|
|
|
A hot boy by any other name would look as hot...
;-)
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 1:55 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wThursday, August 28, 2003 |
|
|
|
Auto response from csberryshortcake [7:19 PM]:
roses are red
violets are blue
and algebra ll homework sucks
posted by
Teresa at 7:20 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
More on the pain that is...MRS HEATH!
Softball7Az (5:35:12 PM): im dead serious when i say that i was lost the second after she said "good morning"
Softball7Az (5:35:24 PM): and then i got back not lost when she said, "have a good day"
Softball7Az (5:35:34 PM): so out of the whole class i think i got 7 words
Softball7Az (5:35:41 PM): maybe a few more here and there....but 7
posted by
Teresa at 5:38 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
The general consensus:
Miamigirl1288 : heath
Miamigirl1288 : chem
Miamigirl1288 : lab
Dancnqueen454 : bitch
Dancnqueen454 : hell
Dancnqueen454 : shit
Dancnqueen454 : (what i hear)
Softball7Az : omg mrs. heath
Softball7Az : is THE worst
Softball7Az : teacher
Softball7Az : ever
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 5:34 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
Lines that I couldn't change.
Ergh, way too much work. Although, I'm feeling curiously motivated. Haha, not taking advantage of it though...Gotta do my physics shiz. "The Physics of High Heels".
Niiiiice.
This afternoon, my mom picked me up from school and broke every traffic rule in the book getting me to Cotswold on time. I laugh. :-)...oh, but I did get a chocolate brownie frappucino. The ultimate savior.
Okay, gotta get to work on that physics stuff.
Dancing where the stars go blue
Dancing where the evening fell
Dancing in your wooden shoes
In a wedding gown
Dancing out on 7th street
Dancing through the underground
Dancing little marionette
Are you happy now?
Where do you go when you're lonely?
Where do you go when you're blue?
Where do you go when you're lonely ? I'll follow you...
When the stars go blue
When the stars go blue
When the stars go blue
When the stars go blue
Laughing with your pretty mouth
Laughing with your broken eyes
Laughing with your lover's tongue
In a lullaby
Where do you go when you're lonely?
Where do you go when you're blue?
Where do you go when you're lonely ?
I'll follow you...
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 5:26 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wWednesday, August 27, 2003 |
|
|
|
Say what I mean but I don't mean what I say...
Alrighty, I think the topic of the previous entry has been resolved. In other words, I don't particularly give a flying fuck if my parents think I should drop, and I have every intention of sticking with IB (and my friends) until it kills me.
That should be around next week.
In which case, Claire can have my hoodies, DD can have my favorite jeans, and Lauren can have my computer. Um...yeah. And...donate my brain to Mr. West. It would be fun to gross him out.
Good deal, kids.
In other news, I no longer hate my piano teacher. Because today, even though I had NOTHING on my songs, and she KNEW I had NOTHING on my songs, she was really nice to me. And she talked to me about my life, and she helped me waste the half hour. It rocked my socks :-).
In other other news, TWO AND A HALF WEEKS, dear god! Er, yeah, if you get it you get it and if you don't, well, ya don't. Sucky, man.
In other other other news (wow, that's getting old, isn't it?), I must go study for world history. Due to the fact that, if I fail, that will bring my humanities quiz failure tally to 3 for 3.
Don't get technical with me, Claire, I KNOW they're two subjects. ;-D
By all usual standards, today blew.
However, I am in a curiously pleasant mood.
And, I'm actually gonna get some sleep.
Also, I've discovered that even though A-days are EASY academic-wise, I like B-days about twice as much. DD says we're opposites on that.
Tomorrow's the last homeroom till like...report cards.
Sob, goodbye for now, Mr. Douds.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 9:17 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
This is one time-
this is one time
that you can't fake it hard enough to please
everyone
or anyone
at all.
Well, just for the record, I guess I figured out why things have been so bad with the parentals lately.
Mom told me today that she and Dad have been "talking", and, in effect, "we don't think IB is necessarily the right choice for us".
Who the hell is us?
I am in IB. I intend to stay in IB. I've never had any second thoughts thus far, and I have no plans of ever dropping out. I don't particularly care what college I get into as long as I find a good fit for ME. But I sure as hell want the feeling of graduating with that IB diploma under my belt.
I don't get it.
They want me to drop humanities before the ten days or whatever are up...
I like humanities, even if the two english quizzes have been bitches to me. I can fix it.
Can't I?
I don't know, I've never thought of myself as someone who couldn't handle IB.
Not that there's anything wrong with that.
But it's just always been in the plan for me, and then...this, out of nowhere.
I'd rather get a C in humanities, and fight my ass off for it, and try my damn hardest, than get an easy A in some lower level English class.
I caved on the Methods/Studies thing, yeah.
But they can't MAKE me drop IB, can they?
I like it, I don't care how stupid that is.
And all my friends are in it.
I like the community of it, and the classes, and the teachers.
I don't know.
Something's gotta change, I guess.
Damn.
I feel like crying.
~~always~-*teresa*
posted by
Teresa at 6:07 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
I'm in Physics. Mwahaha, I'm a student mode rebel.
Tired though.
Piano after this.
More later, of course.
Elbie says hey.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 1:50 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wTuesday, August 26, 2003 |
|
|
|
I'm exhausted and overloaded with work. I don't have time to take a nap because of the insane amount of chemistry and physics and math and other stuff I can't think of right now that is currently my lot in the world.
So, obviously...it's survey time.
If I were a month I would be: December is the first thing that comes to mind, obviously...I don't know though. Maybe June or September. What's the average of those? 12 and 6 and 9...wow, did i mention my whole life is threes? That would put it back at September. So yeah, September or December, I believe.
If I were a day of the week I would be: Thursday
If I were a time of day I would be: 10:45 pm
If I were a planet I would be: Mercury
If I were a sea creature I would be: a starfish
If I were a piece of furniture I would be: the high chairs at DD's kitchen counter.
If I were a sin I would be: all of them? Hah, I don't know. You tell me.
If I were a liquid I would be: pink lemonade, fosho.
If I were a tree I would be: a gardenia tree.
If I were a flower/plant I would be: a forget-me-not.
If I were a kind of weather I would be: the first snow of the season.
If I were a musical instrument I would be: guitar, or so i'd like to think.
If I were an animal I would be: a...i don't know. i'm not really an animal person...some kind of bird maybe? a flying purple monster, perhaps!
If I were a color I would be: haha, 'teresa pink'. well...some shade of pink...depending on my mood.
If I were a fruit I would be: watermelon, yum.
If I were a berry I would be: raspberry.
If I were a sound I would be: E flat.
If I were an element I would be: after a careful survey of the people i'm actually talking to online right now, i've got one vote for air and one for fire. make of it what you will.
If I were a car I would be: a jeep cherokee. sky blue.
If I were a food I would be: milky way midnight.
If I were a place I would be: truro, cape cod. fosho.
If I were a material I would be: cotton...the fabric of our lives :-D.
If I were a taste I would be: cheesecake.
If I were a scent I would be: the way my hair smells after i wash it and then put it up and then lay out and then take it down again. basically, herbal essences...only really sunnyish. lol.
If I were a word I would be: good lord, that is a hard one. i just spent like 10 minutes thinking about it and yeah...i've got nothing. one word! too hard for me :-).
If I were an object I would be: mascara.
If I were a body part I would be: eyes.
If I were a facial expression I would be: ;-D.
If I were a cartoon character I would be: i have no idea.
If I were a shape I would be a: a heart.
If I were a number I would be: 3. my entire life comes in threes, i swear it.
Okay, that was an effective waste of almost an hour.
Which leaves me with two and 45 minutes to do a physics paper, some chemistry problems, and...oh yeah. think of an entire math project.
I would like to join Will in saying
Damn you, IB.
Thank you.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 6:22 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wMonday, August 25, 2003 |
|
|
|
Crazy as it seems
I don't wanna be
Anywhere but here...
Um, today. Morning, overslept. Humanities, can we say zero on the quiz? Yes, apparently we can. I guessed, like stabs in the air guessing. So yeah. Assembly, typical. Soo Jin and I studied our butts off for chem. Chemistry, got 100s on the past two quizzes. She missed me spelling erlenmeyer wrong. Wahoo. and I think i aced this one today, too. Score. Lunch, same old same old. In a good way though. Man, second week and I'm already saying 'same old same old'. Bleh to that. Math, easy. Aced a quiz, wahoo! And...still have to figure out a project idea, so bleh to that as well. Physics, good stuff. Cool people in there, man! Got a lot of work done too. Afternoon, missed the bus. Chilled with Joanne and Deeds...went home (ride from Joanne's mom), had my icecream bar, went to MY home, started homework, fell asleep, slept for three hours, woke up and felt more tired than before. Talked to elbie and deeds...talked to ian, ate dinner, talked to ian while doing chem hwk, battled with gabby and chad for a shower slot (why can't i be an only child!), and now here I am. Gotta go read some world history stuff though...while trying not to fall asleep. Lovely.
Life right now...hectic. Hectic as all hell, but wonderful. Good lord I'm busy though. Four months till Christmas, hooray. Four months and five days till my birthday. Doesn't that just rock your socks? :-D
Today in Chem I decorated DD's planner for her birthday. It was exciting.
Did I mention life is, in spite of itself, actually quite wonderful?
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 10:30 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
csberryshortcake [10:19 PM]: oh wow, i feel SO very spayshall...the blog AND the profile, in only TWO DAYS
csberryshortcake [10:19 PM]: wow
csberryshortcake [10:19 PM]: thats the shit right there
csberryshortcake [10:19 PM]: not shit, but THE shit
posted by
Teresa at 10:21 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
Miamigirl1288 [10:12 PM]: DIE WORLD HISTORY DIE
csberryshortcake [10:12 PM]: oh god yes
csberryshortcake [10:13 PM]: it needs to be pulverized with an egg beater and thrown to the bisexual moose
csberryshortcake [10:13 PM]: thank you, you may refer to me as "princess random"
posted by
Teresa at 10:14 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wSunday, August 24, 2003 |
|
|
|
I've written a note...
It's pressed between pages
That you'll read if you're so inclined
It says, "Does he ever get the girl?"
But the hours, they creep
Patterns repeat
Don't be concerned
You know I'll be fine on my own
I never said, "Don't go."
Tonight has been a night. Today was a day, life is life, high school is high school.
I spent the evening watching a cheesy romantic movie...Two Weeks Notice, and then I cried when they told each other "I love you". Sandra Bullock was crying...so I took my turn too. :-) I'm such a cheeseball.
Ask me if I care.
And...talked to Ian and a good friend from camp. So no, ladies and gents, I will NOT die from lack of talking to human beings. Everything WILL be okay, hallelujah.
Tomorrow I will go to church. The first time I've left my house all weekend.
Lovely.
Next weekend had better beat this one :-P.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 12:43 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wSaturday, August 23, 2003 |
|
|
|
Man. This sucks. Get me out of this place, yo.
Auuuuuughhhhhh. I. Am. So. Bored.
And, mostly, frustrated because in about an hour and 15 minutes I have SOMEWHERE TO BE. And will I be there?
Why no, I will not.
Where will I be, you ask?
Oh. That's right.
At. Home. Sitting on my ass. Watching a movie. And wishing I was out. And about. And HAVING FUN.
While I'm sure I'll find something to amuse myself...
It's just not the same.
I SHOULD NOT BE AT HOME TONIGHT.
Whoever thought up the idea of grounding kids should die a thousand deaths, slowly and painfully, and burn in hell.
This. Sucks.
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 5:46 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
Stranded behind a horizon line
Try to be something true...
Good morning, world. Today I woke up at a time too early to be written up here under a date containing the word 'Saturday'. Then I lay around in bed. Then I got up and ate some yogurt and waffles and cereal and tried to read the most boring thing on earth, that being the intro to 'epic'. Then I watched tv. And now, here I am.
Oh, also I raided my parent's CD cabinet just to make sure they didn't have anything good and lo and behold, I found some Joni Mitchell and James Taylor and such so good deal for me.
I think my life is a combination of Santana collaborations and Michelle Branch songs. Lovely.
Everything I say to you comes out wrong, it never comes out right...
Speaking of which, or rather to be totally off-topic, I think I may switch to livejournal. I don't know. Or maybe just put comments up here? We'll see.
I desperately need to get out of the house. I think I'll walk down to PDS.
Oh, and the math project is gonna kill me. I have zero zip nada ideas.
Nice.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 11:41 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wFriday, August 22, 2003 |
|
|
|
lilac6887 [9:57 PM]: MR WIGGS IS GOING TO TRICK YOU
lilac6887 [9:57 PM]: he will promise to tell you what his sn means on the last day of school
lilac6887 [9:57 PM]: its LIES ALL LIES
lilac6887 [9:58 PM]: we asked him on the last day and hes like NO
posted by
Teresa at 9:59 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
Stuffness to download on Lila's suggestion...because I am too lazy to pop up Kazaa and such right now.
-ccr
-velvet underground
and ohmygosh, I just received the MOST random phone call from the football game EVER.
And wow, have I mentioned how wonderful my friends are?
Hahaaaa maybe I won't die of social deprivation after all YAY.
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 9:52 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
I laughed...you should too. It's good for you. It's the full extent of my personal fitness regimen.
WillHeel [8:02 PM]: having fun?
Miamigirl1288 [8:02 PM]: haha no
Miamigirl1288 [8:02 PM]: well sort of
WillHeel [8:02 PM]: aww sorry
Miamigirl1288 [8:02 PM]: but not as much as i'd have at the ftbl game
WillHeel [8:02 PM]: yeah
Miamigirl1288 [8:02 PM]: lol 's ok...its not your fault its my STUPID MOMS FAULT
Miamigirl1288 [8:02 PM]: :-)
WillHeel [8:02 PM]: just think it's probably rainging
WillHeel [8:02 PM]: raining*
WillHeel [8:02 PM]: and everybody got wet there
WillHeel [8:02 PM]: and it was better that you stayed home
Miamigirl1288 [8:03 PM]: ohhhh yeah!
Miamigirl1288 [8:03 PM]: good point that is encouraging :-)
WillHeel [8:03 PM]: what you need is a massive bowl of ice cream
WillHeel [8:03 PM]: and cheesy romantic movie
WillHeel [8:03 PM]: and a hammer
WillHeel [8:03 PM]: eat the ice cream
WillHeel [8:04 PM]: and then beat the movie with the hammer
WillHeel [8:04 PM]: or beat and then eat
WillHeel [8:04 PM]: either way it will work
WillHeel [8:04 PM]: or any movie of your choice
WillHeel [8:04 PM]: it makes you feel good
WillHeel [8:04 PM]: i beat up "bill and teds excellent adventure" once
This is my life. Part of me is ecstatic about that fact, and part of me wants to cry.
I think while I am grounded for this weekend, I need to do some writing or something. I don't know. I read these posts by random people and such and it makes me feel so sad. How can these people write stuff that is so freaking inspiring?
Man, I would be upset but I'm too happy.
Have I mentioned how annoying that is? I try to be angry to make a point, or sad because I FEEL SAD, and I can't do it. Happy is me, I believe. Like even when I'm crushed and pain and grrr inside...I end up laughing on the outside. I don't know what that means. I need a little self-expression pill. Then I could pop it and go find someone (who? don't ask.) to listen to me pour out my soul. And for once, their name would not be DD...and they would understand exactly what I was talking about. And even though DD understands so much better than the rest of the world, she still doesn't understand everything perfectly.
Then again, that's probably an unfair expectation.
I love you guys though because...different ones of you get different parts of me and...sometimes, you can fill in the spaces when they need to be filled in. It's nice. I don't need it but it helps.
Wow, time for me to stop talking.
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 8:10 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
We'll fast forward to a few years later...
No one knows except the both of us
I have honored your request for silence
And you've washed your hands clean of this
What part of our history's reinvented and under rug swept
What part of your memory is selective and tends to forget
Oh, with this distance it seems so obvious...
Ooh, this could be messy
Ooh, I don't seem to mind
Oh, don't go telling everybody
Overlook this supposed crime, yeah...
I must say. Things were so-so a little earlier and...man, I love the way my friends cheer me up. It just makes my day.
Speaking of daymakers...I love having spanish at the end of the day. It is such a cool class with some supercool people and I just love it, yes I do. It currently has the capacity to make an apparently so-so day into a super day, and an awful day into a so-so day. It's magnificent.
I think the best way to describe my life right now is...poignant.
Everything is so suspended. It seems like for the longest time lately...I just keep finding these moments, like tiny surprise gifts, and they're everywhere, and I find them but I can't figure out how to hold onto them.
Which I guess is always the problem, when you really think about it...not finding things, but holding onto them.
Today was a lovely day. A lot of bonding with a lot of people. Homeroom was two hours of Sarah, Soo Jin, the new Sarah and I just talking a bunch. Nice. :-)
And Gym was actually fun, just walking the track and such...that class sucks but I think we can make it fun. Maybe.
And lunch was pretty decent. And spanish, such a great class! Oh, and have I mentioned recently that even though Paul Walker is the hottest guy alive, Ashton Kucher is an extremely close second?
Mmhmm. Yummy.
So, due to my awful groundedness, tonight will be a story of a bubble bath and a chick flick. My Best Friend's Wedding...or maybe Two Weeks Notice, depending on how I feel.
Wow, life is good. Fantabulistic.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 7:57 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wThursday, August 21, 2003 |
|
|
|
Music.
I amaze myself greatly, in that I succeed in confusing myself with meaningless nonsense for no apparent reason at the most random times in the entire world.
I believe it's the music that's doing it. Chords and tunes and, of course, lyrics...I don't know, they take you places. I can scroll through my Kazaa and turn on a song and be in a different place, a different time, a different version of myself. And I think it scares me.
I said it once before, I believe, and I'll say it again- It's insane, the way putting in a CD isn't even safe anymore.
Argh.
Something's missing. And I am always, always, always trying to find it in all the wrong places.
Every day is a new risk...and, goddammit, I can't even say what I mean anymore.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 9:46 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
SoooFine247 [8:11 PM]: (sing to the tune of the alphabet song)
a, b, c, d, e, f, kill me, h, i, j, k, school can go to hell, q, r, s, fuck college, w, let's all eat ice cream. now i know my abc's next time let's all just skip school.
posted by
Teresa at 8:12 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
Keep on whispering in my ear/ Tell me all the things that I wanna hear...
Ah, sweet life. Nothing's particularly fantastic but...nothing's a bit bad, either. :-)
Ooh, except for I definitely can't take the IB exam at the end of Studies, due to the lovely fact that I am a sophomore...so er, yeah. And, since technically you're not allowed to get CREDIT for an IB class unless you take the exam (in math, at least), Ms. Webb is off to pull some strings for me. Lovely.
In other news, don't you love that feeling when you meet someone and you just...connect, so to speak? Niiiice. :-P
B days are sooo very tiring. I have SO MUCH stuff in my bag too. Five binders, Chem book, Physics book, math books, World History book. Argh. And that last walk from Math to CB is just...man, killer. Ah well, nothing I can do.
---
iiii'm back, fresh from a quick snatch of sleep and a lovely hot shower.
So yes, you get the idea, a pretty good day.
And now, I'm off to do humanities. Time to make a very sad and IB-y to-do list.
1) Humanities- map, terms, study notes for wh quiz
2) spanish- finish convo
3) figure out what stuff to do in hrm tomorrow so i can bring it.
Well, that was nice.
Mmk, that's it for now.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 3:52 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wWednesday, August 20, 2003 |
|
|
|
Don't know how true this is, but...make of it what you will.
"You must remember this, a kiss is still a
kiss". Your romance is Casablanca. A
classic story of love in trying times, chock
full of both cynicism and hope. You obviously
believe in true love, but you're also
constantly aware of practicality and societal
expectations. That's not always fun, but at
least it's realistic. Try not to let the Nazis
get you down too much.
What Romance Movie Best Represents Your Love Life?
brought to you by Quizilla
In other news, today was good. Drama and Spanish are both fun stuffness. Gym is okay...Humanities, same. Lunch is a little weird, but I think that's just cause it's such a random group of people all sort of...tossed together. Cool random people but random people nonetheless.
Did I mention spanish is really quite a blast?
Oh, I did sorta get in trouble with Mrs. Petta for forgetting my children's book though. Ah well...our group is doing some random book no one's ever heard of due to the fact that no one had a book except for Lawrence, basically. So yeah.
Um...did my physics stuff. Must study for chem. And I should prolly get some of my map done. I'm finishing the epic intro in hr tomorrow.
Wow, what a fascinating entry.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 7:32 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wTuesday, August 19, 2003 |
|
|
|
I would love for you to make me wonder...I would love for you to pull me under...
Okay. So here's the rundown of the new classes, starting with yesterday:
Humanities~ Looks pretty good. Looks pretty hard, too, but I like it. Mr. Wiggs is tres cool and him and Mrs. Goodloe bickering seems like it'll be good for some laughs. And, I sit next to DD. Hahaaha. I actually feel quite guilty, just because I know we'll eventually get into trouble...or make some, or something. :-P To paraphrase someone...(claire? ian? chris?) at lunch: "It's like the devil working for you two." Mwahaha. ;-D But yeah...we got that map/terms thing assigned today and it looks like a pain. No fun!
Drama~ Petta is also verrrry cool. I like her a lot. And the whole binder decoration thing, it's a good assignment, better than the usual mundaneness. Plus, the class is bunches of cool people...the same crew as last year, with a few additions (Dasha!) :-). So yeah, I think this'll be a good one.
PE 9~ It's basically Lauren (ross), myself, and three or so other sophomores and then all the little freshman (so cute :-P). Dressing out is guaranteed to be a pain in the ass but...hey, it's not like it's gonna be a tough class. I just gotta get through it, it's gym. No biggie.
(Lunch)~ Good. Good people, despite the fact that I managed to forget my lunch the first freaking day, lol. Only me, hm? It's a small group and no really close friends but I spose in a way that's good. So yep, it all works out.
Spanish~ Mm, I actually like Demera a lot! And, once again, good people. Haha, but she's lying to herself if she believes that stuff about how Benzenhoeffer and Banerjee were teaching us at the same level...ah well. The listening activity seemed to confuse us all pretty equally. So us ex-Banerjee students should manage to scrape by until we're brought up to snuff.
And, b-days...
(Humanities...)
Chem~ Wow. Dontcha love that kind of class? Where you walk in, and you can tell about...oh, 15 minutes into it that it's GOING to be your least favorite class. I don't like it. I don't like Mrs. Heath. And, I doubt I'll like the subject material. So wow. Hopefully it just won't be bad enough to be considered Horowitz all over again. Agh, that's an awful thought.
(Lunch)~ Very good. It's nice cause it's the ONLY thing I have (right now, that is) with Claire and Ian and Az...so yep, it's gonna be an all-around good time! :-D
Math~ Seems so-so. We got our project today...there's something to look forward to, all you studies-one-ers. Lol. Actually, it shouldn't be too bad once I figure out some kind of topic. Er, if anyone happens to have any ideas of anything I should survey or investigate or statistically analyze...yeah.
Physics~ Fisher's awesome. A little too energetic if that's possible but...no, just overall good. But, of course, I expected it from what I'd heard. Ooh, and I had a project idea, so that's awesome too. Yayness.
And then after school Claire and I went on a crazay excursion to get school supplies...the suicide part of the suicide party got cancelled. This soph ib stuff can prolly be stuck out a few more days. :-P this weekend, perhaps? :-) Saw lotsa people too...including Mrs. Anliker. Buying binder rings for sat/eoc cards. Sigh, the memories.
Well, I'm off to decorate binders and sort out all the papers I've managed to acquire in the past couple days. I'm exhausted, too. Must go to bed super early tonight.
Sigh, it feels like Thursday. The week should so be over.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 5:20 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wMonday, August 18, 2003 |
|
|
|
A quick back-to-school shakedown, to be enhanced later...
Things are great. Perfect mix of old and new. And much better than I expected.
However, the new goal of the parentals is to ruin my life. It's nice, lemme tell ya.
Ah well. Tomorrow is back-to-school supply shopping with Claire. And a great lunch. And hard classes but...nothing's hard the first day of it.
It's allllll good.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 9:16 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
So long sweet summer
I stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays
So long sweet summer
I fell into you
Now you’re gracefully falling away
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 7:02 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wSunday, August 17, 2003 |
|
|
|
A little bit weaker than you used to be...
Wow. My brain feels like it's trying to work while being pounded on with a sledgehammer.
Arrrrrrgh. Now I remember...it's not the going back to school that I dislike, it's going back to the mundaneness- the routine, the workload, the ugh ugh ugh.
There has to be some other way to procrastinate.
I need Starbucks. I need Dad to wake up from his nap so he can drive me and DD there, to be more precise.
And while we're on topic, I need my driver's license.
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 11:37 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
Good morning sunshine
I'd like to say how truly bright you are
You don't know me but
I know you, see,
You're my favorite star...
Ah. The last day of summer, any way you happen to look at it.
And, I am a very very melancholy girl.
I need a frappucino.
Very, very badly.
Tomorrow will be Goodloe, Petta, Stoddard, Demera...3rd lunch.
We'll see how everything unfolds, I suppose.
I feel like this is some alternate reality.
Twilight Zone music...
Everything kinda goes by in a daze.
Wow, sophomores!
:-)
~~always~-*teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 10:42 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
But that don't coincide with the things that you do...
Today would be
- fixing things, because they really were broke
- exploring the mysteries of the bathroom scale
- laying out even though it wasn't really sunny
- watching the osbournes even though i hate that show
- finishing my summer reading!
- putting off my editorial... :-P
- dinner at Atlanta Bread and shopping! (because when a teenage girl shops, all is right with the world.)
- looking for receipts that don't exist
- keeping a jacket that almost got returned, because the Atlanta Bread clerk is now the bringer of all important destinies
- watching 'just married' and dreaming about ashton kucher
- spelling names wrong, because it's a small world
- bingeing on icecream, just to spoil all my hard work
- reminiscing about 'shoe dropping'.
Wow!, the world is spinning my way.
Tomorrow is editorial day, and a starbucks run with Deeds, I believe, and...just getting ready for school.
Ack. Time flies, time dies.
Which is really all that's left to be said, in the end.
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 12:06 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wSaturday, August 16, 2003 |
|
|
|
Summer days are gone too soon
You shoot the moon
And miss completely.
And now you're left to face the gloom
The empty room that once smelled sweetly
Of all the flowers you plucked, if only
You knew the reason
Why you had to each be lonely
Was it just the season?
Now the fall is here again.
You can't begin to give in
It's all over.
When the snows come rolling in
You're rolling too
With some new lover...
Will you think of times you told me
That you knew the reason
Why we had to each be lonely-
It was just the season.
posted by
Teresa at 12:08 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
I can feel you falling...
Ah. The last real day of summer...to me at least. The weekend doesn't count.
Woke up around 8, grabbed breakfast and babysat...
Do any of you remember that board game, Pretty Pretty Princess, the one with the jewelry and such that you win if you land on the right spaces?
Yeah well...I used to love that game. I played it again today with these little girls, 3 and 5, and realized...it kinda sucks.
Sigh, the destruction of illusions.
Got $42 (read- not enough) and came home to watch two sets of movie plans fall through in quick succession...ended up going to grab pirates of the carribean with ian.
It was so good!...Orlando Bloom, yum! I never really saw whatever it was dd and lauren did in him before now but...man oh man. Not bad at all. :-D
I really need to clean out my Kazaa. Wow, I should definitely do that before school starts...ahh! So soon! :-(
Tomorrow will be finishing summer reading, hopefully doing my editorial, and doing a bit of shopping (or something to that effect...) with Lauren. I think we need some...'friendship repair', so to speak.
Listening to 'what a scene' (goo goo dolls)...man, it amazes me how just listening to a song can not so much bring back memories as the entire feeling of a totally different time. Then again, that was only like three, four months ago...amazing!
Time flies, time dies...
I wonder if people have changed over the summer.
I haven't...not in any perceptible ways, at any rate.
Innocence looks good on you...
I should get some sleep tonight...did I mention that I went to sleep on the couch while I was babysitting? :-p
I oughta do some writing too. There wasn't any time at camp...plus, pain and frustration and whatnot is always way better motivation than just overall satisfied tranquillity. Which reminds me, I should change imood...then again, relaxed and ready kinda says it all just as well as it did six, seven weeks ago.
Ain't that insane.
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 12:02 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wThursday, August 14, 2003 |
|
|
|
My depth perception must be off again
You got much closer than I thought you did
I'm in your reach
You held me in your hand...
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 5:39 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wTuesday, August 12, 2003 |
|
|
|
Here in this diary,
I write you visions of my summer.
It was the best I ever had.
Well, I guess now is as good a time as any to stop posting lyrics that probably mean little to nothing to the great majority of you...and start talking about my actual summer.
Man. It was wonderful. A slow start, to be sure, but still some fun times here at home with all of yall. Hah, I feel an incredibly strong urge to correct myself every time i say 'yall' now. How sad is that!
And, of course, then it was off to the cape. I don't know if I can describe how magnificent it was. I actually got sleep, I took evening walks on the beach, I learned that -yes! my family can learn to tolerate each other for two weeks in a six-room house with nowhere to go!..., and yeah...it was just nice. To realize that there's some places you can always get away to, and there really is nothing to worry about or deal with or...nothing new at all, come to think of it. Gives you a bit too much time to think but...it's all gravy, of course!
And, then, of course, it was off to the wonderful world of cty. I wish I could just explain the feeling of it to all of you but...it truly is indescribable. No past, no future. There's only us, there's only this, forget regrets, or life is yours to miss. And in the real world, that's not something you can say. You screw things up- you have to deal with it. There's so much...stuff staked (staken? ) on everything, and no matter how much you try there's no way to leave that behind. But to know that there is a place, even if it's only for a few weeks, where you can go and there's...no harsh consequences, no expectations...it's just refreshing.
Sigh. I love it, darlings.
As for coming back home, it's alright. My room is painted, pale pink and just like I'd wanted...today we (Mom, myself, the handyman) moved the Dell and accompanying desk into my room, and hopefully the internet'll get set up by the end of the week. It'll work out.
Tomorrow is the big back-to-school sleepover with Deeds. Ah, tradition. Things are so good right now...
There were choruses and sing-alongs,
and that unspoken feeling
of knowing that right now is all that matters.
All the nights we stayed up talking
listening to 80's songs;
and quoting lines from all those movies that we love.
It still brings a smile to my face.
I guess when it comes down to it...
Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up:
These are the best days of our lives.
The only thing that matters
is just following your heart
and eventually you'll finally get it right.
Breaking into hotel swimming pools,
and wreaking havoc on our world.
Hanging out at truck stops just to pass the time.
The black top's singing me to sleep.
Lighting fireworks in parking lots,
illuminate the blackest nights.
Cherry cokes under this moonlit summer sky.
2015 Riverside, it's time to say, "goodbye."
Get on the bus, it's time to go.
Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up:
These are the best days of our lives.
The only thing that matters
is just following your heart,
and eventually you'll finally get it right.
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 8:33 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
Sing about that-
Oh, love is a brittle madness,
I sing about it in all my sadness-
It's not falsified to say that I found God
So inevitably, well, it still exists,
Pale and fine, I can't dismiss
And I won't resist, and if I die, well, at least I tried
And we just lay awake in lust and rust in the rain
And pour over everything we say we trust
It happened again, I listened in thru hallways and thin doors
Where the rivers unwind, rust and in the rain endure.
The rust and the rain are sins
And I'm in like Flynn again
So go on place your order now cause some other time is right around the clock
You can stand in line- it finally begins just around the clock
You can have your pick if your stomach is sick whether you eat or not
And there is just one thing that I never forgot
And we just lay awake in lust and rust in the rain
And pour over everything we say we trust
It happened again, I listened in thru hallways and thin doors
Where the rivers unwind, rust and in the rain so easy
Oh, these are the comforts that be
You see well I'm feeling lucky- oh well, maybe that's just me
You should be proud of me- oh hell if you could only see
That we're gonna grow on up to be, ah yes
We are thick as thieves
Oh love it's a brittle madness, I sing about it in all my sadness
It's not falsified to say that I found god
Inevitably, well it still exists pale and fine and I can't dismiss
And I won't resist and if I die well at least I tried
And we just lay awake in lust and rust in the rain
And pour over everything we say we trust
It happened again, I listened in thru hallways and thin doors
Where the rivers unwind and the rust and the rain endure
(the rust and the rain endure, I'm sure.)
I am insofar to know the measure of love isn't loss
Love will never ever be insofar to know the measure of love isn't loss
Love will never ever be lost on me.
Love will never ever be lost on me.
~~always~-*Teresa*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 5:35 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
one shot to your heart
without breaking the skin
Auto response from LilShellieZ02 (12:24:47 AM): dressy tessie tura
is so much more demurer
then all those other strippers because
u gotta get a gimmick
if u wanna get applause!
luv u tess
(ps- log and dog so do rhyme!)
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 12:33 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wMonday, August 11, 2003 |
|
|
|
LilShellieZ02 (11:25:33 PM): but...youd have 2 hide me from all ur southern friends....theyd shoot me and my litte dawg 2
LilShellieZ02 (11:25:55 PM): lol..well actually i dont have a dog but u get what i mean
posted by
Teresa at 11:29 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wSunday, August 10, 2003 |
|
|
|
Life is so unpredictable.
I miss the way feet feel when they're black on the bottoms and the arch is achey from wearing no shoes on the glass pavilion tile.
And, just as a side note, I love...everything.
Sigh for summer nights, the way they flit away.
And it never ceases to amaze me, the fact that I did nothing at all to deserve the most fantastic people in my life.
~~always~-*Tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 11:50 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
Ah, I miss it.
The disgusting food...the pachi, the wwjcd?s, the "bubble!", the panstes, the love.
Big thoughts are looming in my head but they are sort of stuck there.
Oh, oh, oh
For the longest time
Oh, oh, oh
For the longest time
If you said goodbye to me tonight
There would still be music left to write
What else could I do
I'm so inspired by you
That hasn't happened for the longest time
Once I thought my innocence was gone
Now I know that happiness goes on
That's where you found me
When you put your arms around me
I haven't been there for the longest time
Oh, oh, oh
For the longest time
Oh, oh, oh
For the longest
I'm that voice you're hearing in the hall
And the greatest miracle of all
Is how I need you
And how you needed me too
That hasn't happened for the longest time
Maybe this won't last very long
But you feel so right
And I could be wrong
Maybe I've been hoping too hard
But I've gone this far
And it's more than I hoped for
Who knows how much further we'll go on
Maybe I'll be sorry when you're gone
I'll take my chances
I forgot how nice romance is
I haven't been there for the longest time
I had second thoughts at the start
I said to myself
Hold on to your heart
Now I know the woman that you are
You're wonderful so far
And it's more than I hoped for
I don't care what consequence it brings
I have been a fool for lesser things
I want you so bad
I think you ought to know that
I intend to hold you for the longest time
~~always~-*Tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 12:53 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wSaturday, August 09, 2003 |
|
|
|
Well I know that you're in love with him
Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues...
Hahaaa what would I do without a girl like Ali?! ;-D
dancerchic1219 (9:31:17 PM): he cant get long distance ass
And...don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got till it's gone...
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 9:38 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
Haha, I've been home for almost a day and still haven't unpacked a thing.
Hooray for me.
The Quote Board!!
*WWJCD?
*One time at smart camp...
*A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men. -Willy Wonka
*Boys are like portapotties-they're either taken or full of crap.
*I
n
c
h
by deliberate inch
*Silliness is the normal state of life. Seriousness is what comes when you're done being silly; until you're in a normal state of life again.
*That could sound so wrong in so many ways! (About everything) -Alyssa
*"Me 'n Gracye are gunna double team!" -Anstes
*I like to smell like butt -Martha
*"It's not sex, it's a reeses" "Same thing, my dear" -Ali and Alyssa
*My snocks are seaky!
*Orange socks!
*The clasping kiss
*Hysterical kisses
*Bubble!
*Score!
*Pocce! (Or pochie, or poche, or however you wanna spell it!!)
*It's like a metaphor for sex! -Anstes
*There's only us, there's only this. Forget regret, or life is yours to miss.
*There are two kinds of people in the world--the kind who divide the world into two kinds of people and the kind that don't.
*Off-the-bed!
*Her skin flickered
*To say that guys suck would be a major understatement
*Boys are yummy!
*It is better to let people quietly assume that you are stupid than to open your mouth about it and remove all doubt.
*CTY food sucks
Ah, and of course:
What would Joe Cox do for a Klondike bar?
posted by
Teresa at 3:31 PM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
elbie8901 [11:36 AM]: oh my goodness
elbie8901 [11:36 AM]: you are the luckiest girl alive. no doubt about it.
elbie8901 [11:36 AM]: gosh,
elbie8901 [11:36 AM]: just dwell on this good feeling for a long time.
elbie8901 [11:36 AM]: its not gonna fade any time soon :)
Meow, meow.
Happy girl.
Woke up this morning expecting to see the cheap wood of a college dorm cabinet and my little alarm clock...expecting to feel my skin sticking to the cheap plastic mattresses, expecting to hear showers going and music playing from upstairs, expecting to see Ali getting up, rubbing her eyes, grabbing her face towel...expecting to get ready for breakfast, expecting to go lend out detangler and leave-in conditioner and sprayee stuffs...
I miss it but oh, I wouldn't change a thing.
Today will be a day of unpacking and much catching up...everyone should call me.
Cty-ers and at home-ers alike...
It's lonely getting dressed without ten other girls always barging in to get advice or chat or borrow sprayee stuff!
7043668201.
When the world keeps spinning round
My world's upside down
You and I wouldn't change a thing...
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 11:56 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
w |
|
|
|
I'm back.
And, strangely enough, at a loss for words.
How do you describe what it's like to roll all of the emotion and all of the attachment and all of the good times and all of the love of at least a regular school year into only three weeks with some of the best people on earth?
Exactly 24 hours ago, I was sitting on Ciana's bed talking with Ali and Anstes and Chele and Caitlin and Kate and Nikei...and Vick, half asleep on the floor, and Margeaux, on the phone...
I wish I could figure out some way to explain.
And the weird part is, I barely have a chance to inhale-exhale and miss everyone because...schedules came today and school starts a week from Monday and there's summer reading to be finished and room reorganization to be taken care of and loads and loads of unpacking...
So denied
So I lied
Are you the now or never kind?
In a day
And a day love love
I'm gonna be gone for good again.
Are you willing
To be had
Are you cool with just tonight?
Here's a toast
To all those who hear me all too well
Here's to the nights we felt alive
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry
Here's to goodbye
Tomorrow's gonna come too soon
Put your name
On the line
Along with place and time
Wanna stay
Not to go
I wanna ditch the logical
Here's a toast
To all those
Who hear me all too well
Here's to the nights we felt alive
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry
Here's to goodbye
Tomorrow's gonna come too soon
All my time is froze in motion
Can't I stay an hour or two or more
Don't let me let you go
Here's a toast
To all those who know me all too well
Here's to the nights we felt alive
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry
Here's to goodbye
Tomorrow's gonna come too soon
Here's to the nights we felt alive
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry
Here's to goodbye
Tomorrow's gonna come too soon...
Tomorrow already came too soon.
~~always~-*Tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 12:46 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wSaturday, August 02, 2003 |
|
|
|
I miss you people and all but...damn.
I could stay here forever and there's too many moments lately that have just made me think
"I could die happy right this instant".
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
And you bleed just to know you're alive
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
See you in a week...unfortunately, or fortunately, or...
I'm all mixed-up in the best way possible.
~~always~-*tess*
;-D
posted by
Teresa at 9:45 AM
|
|
|
|
|
|
|