Fun fun fun day!

I don't usually blog about daily events because nothing really happens so I figured I don't want to make my blog boring by putting in a bunch of shitty "today I woke up, ate too much, felt bad and horrid then went to sleep" posts.

But yesterday was an exception because i actually did something relatively un loserish!

Speaking of which I was in Taiwan the past couple days and damn the food is great! My parents brought back lychees and mangoes and I just ate like 20 lychees because I couldn't resist temptation. Gosh I bet I'm gonna have like a face full of zits tomorrow. Ah well.

Anyway I went to some mall at Orchard yesterday and I went there with (gasp!) other people! Not just one person, but TWO! TWO FRIENDS!

Okay I know I sound insane but usually I never go out except with my family or Lisbeth. It was pretty awkward because they kept whispering to each other and I just kinda shrank back. Well, actually maybe they were speaking at normal volumes but my ears couldn't catch. I think my hearing went kaput after I got my mp3 player.

Oh yeah new diet. I'm trying to include more carbs because I really think without carbs I can't think right and I'm super tired. I'm actually making my own diet and incorporating components from all the other famous diets out there. If it works I'll call it the Jojogorgeous diet. Yay! 

Anyway we watched Spiderman with the guy from Never Let Me Go and man he looks sooo much better with hair! And we kind of just walked around and had dinner with awkward glances every once in a while. 

It was really really fun though! It sounds stupid when you're actually summarizing it but it was nice.

Afterwards I walked around and looked at everything then my stupid shoes gave me blisters so I started limping and it was bad until (double gasp! a nice singaporean!) a really, really, kind lady gave me two band-aids. 

I decided to just go home then since everything was so expensive and the clothes weren't that nice and got lost. -_- For like 10 mins I wandered aimlessly on very loose directions but eventually I found the bus stop and went home.

I reached home at like 10 okay. I was like dead beat but still stoned on the comp for like 2 hours haha. 

Oh super great news I GOT INVITED TO PLAY DOTA 2!!!!!!!!!

Oh man this is super nerd but I was like kind of upset because I really wanted to play with my cousin and I thought they wouldn't pick me since my cousin put 0 experience for everything. Which is true but, you know.

Bad news is now my cousin doesn't want to play anymore. 

Sigh.

okay idk what's wrong with me but i just started crying because i couldn't open a pack of cheese i think my hormones are going crazy or wtf

Poetry

I honestly have a very, very limited grasp on poetry. I can name a few poets but I can't say I'm particularly enamored with their work. Like, once I came home from the library with a Leaves of Grass  in one hand and this collection of Edgar Allan Poe determined to start this poetry notebook and write down poetic smart shit and become this well-read, well-bred high class girl. I ended up just reading Poe's stories and like the first poem of Leaves. Wait wait, I found the notebook. The only poem I wrote down was One's- Self I Sin. Hey, it's actually a pretty good poem. But anyway, so far there's only like 3 poems that I actually love and they are Annabelle Lee, Oranges and The Highwayman. If you're familiar with these poems you'll know why I love them so much. It's actually a super shallow reason and that's because they're all about sweet, pure love. *Hides in shame* You know how books these days are all about some pretty girl and a nerd boy obsessed with her? Well these are usually American but I hate those kind of books.

I like sweet, pure love when like the guy's so sweet khbfa. That's why I like Asian movies and dramas so much because the love is so damn sweet! Like omg have you watched Byakuyako??? And Genya? And god do I love Little Manhattan and and and requiem for a dream but they don't really belong just saying though the love is so sweet! Art of Getting By love!!!!!!!!!!

Okay tangent. Umm, so basically I was looking at writing prompts just now and one of them said use the last line of a poem you like as the first you make.

So here goes. I'm using Oranges (mad love springboard for intro-ing me)

i was making a Fire in my hands

the Winter wind was biting

Actually, you were making the fire

your Hand, in my Hand

my body was wrapped in Layers and Layers of wool, cotton, coats

i felt like a sheep in those clothes

my feet were covered by mismatched furry socks that boasted 100% polyester from china

and damn were they Warm

my head in hair and hoods and a panda hat you gave me for valentines

despite all that compared to the temperature in my hands it was as if i was

swathed in layers and sheets and blocks of Ice

not pure ice like the nail polish which btw sucks shit

but Ice like the slushie we shared

my uncovered, unmittened hands were the hottest part of my body

random kinetic movement of particles wise not attractiveness

i liked holding your hand

walking down Dirty streets

like we owned them

Change

It's raining outside and for once the wind is actually coming through my side!
It seems that my room has become my safe haven once again.
Funny how things change so fast.
I remember loving my plants so, but now I keep forgetting to water them.
My pumpkins even have flowers now! I think they hate me, since when I went to touch the flowers it fell off in my hand as if to tell me to fuck off.
School is over now and wow, I actually miss everything about it except for one teacher and waking in the morning.
I don't know why but I keep stereotyping my high school as some nerdy, unhappening school. I don't know. I guess I've changed a lot too.
I think I'll miss my crazy friends and doing crazy things. Well, mostly watching them do crazy things.
I don't know. Somehow I've come to accept all sorts of wrong things to be normal.
Maybe before school starts next year I should try to see why my friends have so much fun doing what they do.

Hey dude

I don't care anymore. This entire post is dedicated to my little crush/obsession with you

That is our theme song, except you didn't date a trash girl. Instead, I'm pretty sure you only have a crush on this nice, pretty skinny ass girl.

Remember that time we were playing Tarzan the Monkey Man and my friend only suggested the game so I could sit next to you and touch your hand? And I kept doing the hoverhand because I felt my hands getting sweaty and clammy and I didn't want you to feel that and become disgusted? And then you grabbed my hand and wouldn't let me let go? And my mind twisted that incident into some important incident to remember and I was in the best mood the whole day?

You were rush studying poetry terms and called the girl next to me a "hot, fudge sundae in the middle of the desert" which dude, is the most cliche shit I've ever heard but coming out of your mouth my little crushing heart crushed and tore and minced and all the cliche letters to crushes crap. Then you called your friend some pbj sandwich when you're really hungry and then called me! a wildflower in your backyard and I got mad and retorted something weak that went along the lines of "You're a sheep that I would shear the fur off then cook you and eat you" and you were stunned but I didn't care because every single thing you makes me over react for reasons unknown except the really obvious one that's because I have this crush on you. Then a few days after we had a slight altercation which mainly involved you placidly taking my little i-have-a-crush-on-you-why-you-call-her-sundae blows about the wildflower remark then you called me a rose.

And you know how I get loud and embarrassing at lunch it's so klfcsfndshgd oka this is too embarrassing but it caused that fucking bitch Teresa and her shit friends to gossip about me on the last damn of school and I barely know them like wtf I've literally never talked to you except maybe once to say I like your shirt and to volunteer my seat so your dumbass bitch friend could sit and that was super nice okay FUCK YOYA FDSFDDF TERESA FUCK YOU I HOPE MR. CAHOON YELLED THE SHIT OUTTA YOU BITCH AND YOU TOO ALEXIS YOU CONFUSE YOU'RE AND YOUR DUMBASS AND YOU TOO FELICIA FUCK YOU ALL BITCHES I HOPE YOUR IDIOTIC ASSES GOT HELD BACK

Bahh anyway and then I wrote in your yearbook "I've a crush on you. You were the nicest person in 7th grade" and you didn't (or pretended not to) read it at that time so there was no confrontation and then you wrote like 2 sentences more in my yearbook than this pretty girl an that made me feel so good even though it was so damn loserish. And then on the last day of school my whole homeroom ate pixie sticks nonstop and we were all so hyper and I think someone was cutting pubic hair or armpit hair and I kept listening to Electric Feel so I felt super brave and told you right to your back "Dylan you know I have a crush on you right?" and your friend started laughing or something idk the music was so loud and I think you replied "Yeah I know" and I say "Okay, just saying" and there was about 3 secs of awkward silence then you got onto your bus.

I hate the way you're so different around your friends. Actually I wouldn't know if you really change around them because I don't know you all that well anymore. I don't ever think I did.
All I know is that you were the nicest guy, person even, in 7th grade and even the teachers knew I had a crush on you and Ms. R kept making us sit together.

I remember we had a project and my usual nerd partner found another girl nerd but you actually wanted and asked me into your group with the really really popular girl and gave me a part that was really unneeded and didn't fit so I could have a part and I screwed it up then you got my stationary bck argh.
All the feelings.
There's probably loads of stuff like you saying hi to me (that's big. that's really big) that made me so so happy but now the feeling's passed and I'm tried of this crush. You've rejected me like how many times? Yearbook, bus, candy shop, asl. That's like 4.
Damn.
You are such a great rant to rant.

Yearbooks

No matter how much you hate your schoolmates, when they sign your yearbook with HAGS and all that shit it always makes one feel good.

And if they're your friends it's much better