Are you restless like me?

A How-To Video

My brother says it's so me.

It's my birthday and I'll do what I want to.
Fuck you, it's my birthday, a special holiday only for me, so do what I say.

-- "Happy Birthday To Me" by The Vandals

(In no particular order.)

-Got my driver's permit, and thus learned to drive.
-Learned to knit.
-Took a lot of pictures.
-Had two hotel parties.
-Took the SAT.
-Became a page editor for the school paper.
-Saw a few friends come and go from my life.
-Bought a lot of scarves.
-Went to quite a few concerts, but less than the year I was 15.
-Dyed my hair blue-green, again.
-Became a pirate.
-Learned how much it hurts to live someone else's lie.
-Learned not to trust people very easily.
-Realized I'm tired of high school.
-Found out how much fun shop class is.
-Became even more cynical and misanthropic.
-Decided to be a journalist/editor when I grow up.
-Saw just how stupid educated adults can be.
-Reinforced my belief that age should not alone warrant respect.
-Got and fell in love with an iPod.
-Walked down Telegraph for the first time.
-Went downtown, a lot.
-Refused to give up on a completely impossible crush.
-Went to a midnight Harry Potter book release.
-Bowled for 4 hours.
-Didn't get enough sleep.
(The list goes on...)

Here's to an even better 17th year!

Tomorrow is my birthday.


I'm gonna shop for pirate decorations today. I hope to have invitations made by tomorrow.

Janelle's party was fun. I <3 her.

Instead of being crazy and going shopping today, I put up Christmas lights and watched too many shows about different ways to blow stuff up.

Happy Thanksgiving!

My birthday is on Monday!

I'll be 17!

I <3 Robert Patterson!

2030

It's times like these that I wish I had gotten my license sooner. So I could leave.

My room is cold.
Only 8 full days until my birthday. My mommy is going to make me a special breakfast.

Lani and I went downtown yesterday and got Thai iced coffee then met up with Giselle. We ate hot dogs at the donut shop then went to the book store. I bought The Elements of Editing, finally, I had been looking at it every time I went in there for months. I love it so far. After looking at romance novels we went to the little-asian-store and giggled at things.
I miss going downtown all the time. I love wandering around and wasting time.

Oh, new color scheme. More winter-y. And anchors. The grey and black was depressing.

Today was the best day I've had in a long time. Now I just hope I have good dreams.

Gilmore Girls is back. :)

I have to talk to Mrs. Moon tomorrow about getting out of her class. Shit. She's probably gonna be all nice at first, then get bitchy when I don't give in. If she tries to call me a wimp or something like she did to Susan then I'll have no problems calling her an egotistical, stuck-up bitch. She wants the shirt that says "I'm talking, you should be taking notes," for Christ's sake! Even I'm not that full of myself.

Hey you, let's take a walk.
Let's stroll past cars to the middle of it all.
I'm not the boy I used to be,
I'm not the kid you used to see.
I'm different now,
and everything is fine.
So take me for a little ride, enjoy the night,
it's nice outside.
Tell me all the things I'll never be.
Make me laugh and make me smile,
tell the truth but kinda lie.
Make me feel alive inside.

I just want to fly again, want to shine again, want to shine again, want to shine
I just want to fly again, want to shine again, want to shine again, want to shine

I know you always thought
I'd come around and figure out
what I was doing wrong.
I bet my life you'd be
disappointed.
So maybe it wasn't bad to do,
you did what you had to do,
maybe I'll still see you around.
Playing with my little rock band
in some empty room one night,
you might find out that you
never really knew me.
But by that time
we'll both be someone else,
and you won't know us from the last big thing
that never was a big bang.

I just want to fly again, want to shine again, want to shine again, want to shine
I just want to fly again, want to shine again, want to shine again, want to shine
I just want to fly again, want to shine again, want to shine again, want to shine
I just want to fly again, want to shine again, want to shine again, want to shine

"Shine" - The Benjamins

I just found that CD again. I love it. (I'm gonna leave a copy in Joey's car.)

(In no particular order.)

--Subscription to The Nation
--LED Belt Buckle (and belt)
--Black pea coat
--The Briefs' new CD "Steal Yer Heart"
--Alphabet stamp set, like a little kids one
--Spraypaint
--New blades for my X-Acto knife, size 11
--Lumpia (not the bunny, the food)
--Scarves, but not ugly ass fleece ones
--Bracelets
--Size 7.5 Converse slip-ons, brown
--American Apparel blank t-shirts, men's medium, any colors
--Glitter, beads, glue, paper, buttons, superglue, ribbon, sequins, stickers, etc.
--Cute fabric
--A car
--Blue twin sheet set, preferably with stripes, maybe flannel
--A basic watch with a black or brown band, not digital
--Stuff for the car I don't have yet (?)
--Starbucks card
--Silly but warm hats like the one below

I got a new hat. It has ear-flaps. I feel it needs tassels or pom-poms.


I untangled Christmas lights. How early is too early for Christmas lights?


Two of the best things about the holidays:
+Peppermint mochas from Starbucks.
+Christmas decorations in the Village.

I wish I could save everyone I love from ever feeling sadness or pain.

I want to protect everyone, but I don't know how.

I feel very naive.

I fell asleep while watching the Christmas on QVC special sale thingy. I love Christmas decorations, they make me feel all calm and cozy.

Won't you come in and help me with these cuts of mine?
I disconnected my heart and cut myself on the wires.

"Josephine" -- The Wallflowers

Here is one of two gloves. It's impossible to take a picture of both of your hands without using a self timer, or a mirror.

You're all jealous.

I think the SAT was easier than the PSAT.

And thank god Chris (from Haypress) had an extra calculator, or I would have cried.

I made gloves, or "handwarmers" since they don't have fingers. Maybe I'll get a picture tomorrow if I end up sitting around all day again.


No one should have to get up at 6:30 AM on a Saturday.

Throughout the past 24 hours, I was asleep for 18 of them.

I'm tired of being tired.

I wish I hadn't taken AP English. I really don't see how it could be anything like a college course, even my brother doesn't have this much homework. People took English 1A at Chabot this summer (but not for credit?) and said it was hell of easy. Mrs. Moon is just one of those teachers who likes to make everyone feel like shit and grade everyone low at the beginning so that when the students improve at the end they can feel like it was all because of them.

I never have a problem with guy teachers, even when I correct them all the time and talk back, pass notes, talk to my friends, etc. They appreciate hte kids who do well.
It's the woman teachers that are bitches. They get too full of themselves and defensive about things and I have to struggle to get the grade I deserve. It's like they're intimidated by kids who come into the class with any sort of talent. Especially English teachers because people don't have to learn all the terms and everything to write well, so I guess if a kid has natural talent the teacher feels useless. Math teachers don't have that problem, not many kids come into a math class and already know all the terms and formulas.

I'm going to find a way to get something I write published or recognized or something before the end of the year, and rub it in Mrs. Moon's face. And I won't write a fucking rough draft and show that I "struggled with the question." No revisions!