Rants, Raves, and Other Stuff

Oh, God..

It's about 4 in the morning and I've been up nearly all freaking night watching YouTube videos. It's hilarious, and all, but what I'm doing is just pathetic and bordering on weird. Well, no, I do believe I've crossed that little border of weird-ness...

Anyway, I've done virtually nothing since graduation. I've been sitting on my bum-- either on my bed, on my couch, or on my remotely uncomfortable desk chair, it doesn't matter-- and watching crap on YouTube. Mostly anime (which is AMAZING.... ahhh... nice...) or... comedy people. I didn't realize it was so fun... I just hope I don't turn into Noodle and start looking up tip vids on how to apply the perfect amount of mascara, or how many brush strokes to do when applying eyeshadow..

Anyway, I've been thinking about whether I should post about all that's happened in the past I dunno how much time so I won't regret this in the future, but I'm not gonna decide now, I'm kind of exhausted.... I d0n't feel like adding tags...


SO many nighttime noises I usually ignore. There are BIRDS who chirp at all hours of the night. And my neighbors NEVER turn off their back porch light, and I have thin curtains, so the light STREAMS into my room like sunlight... Too many dogs... too, too many. The neighbors' cats sound like demons..

So this slippery slope of events started out yesterday when I decided to play hooky with my mother's permission, and my friends called me during their class time to invite me to the mall after school. I, of course, being the social butterfly that I am, pounced at the chance to go to the mall, and there. [Fill in girly blank and imagine a ton of whack-o teenaged girls having a fawesome time at mall] In any case, the trip to the mall got me a dress -- which my friends insisted was prom material, though I had to differ 'cause the cost was 25 bucks and I looked 5-- which is pretty cute for French Banquet, but not prom.

Anyway, I got home almost at 11, which was bad because I had to take a test the next day. So after fighting with my mom because she's a total witch with a capital B when it comes to me picking clothes because she insists that she still has a fashion sense despite the extremely weird flowery shirts she always buys. Anyway, it all boils down to the fact that she wants to help me pick my prom dress out-- no one else but me and her. Which will not end up well, lemme tell ya, I can just feel it in my freaking intestines.

So after all that mess, I went to bed and woke up promptly at 4:40 the next morning to go take a gd forsaken test. I got there, blah. I made an aquaintance. I had to take both tests even thugh I only needed to take one. Blah. Dad picks me up. I go home. I read. Daniela calls and says the deadline for housing apps is Mon. I have a panic attack 'cause I don't work well under stress. Dad swoops in and saves me and there.

The highlights of my day were napping, going to Toys R Us with my daddy and getting glow-in-the-dark stars and bubbles (which I used by rolling down the car window and blowing as many bubbles at every red stop-light as I could-- which got me a couple of amused smiles by passersby, which was nice).


anyway.
stuff.
stopping.
byeee!!

:P
- D

Good evening and konnichiwa!! :P

Happy EASTER!! :P HOPE Y'ALL GOT LOTS OF CHOCO BUNNIES AND EGGS!!

Before I start with my BS, I'm going to give a really happy announcement! My last blog got TWO comments! WHOOP!!

(Yesss, that is new, I didn't give out my link to every friend of mine in hopes of getting a billion comments per post).

In any case, my uncle (the one i strongly dislike), went to visit some family on Saturday. He stayed the night, and some family came to pick his stuff so he could stay with them for a while, and they also came to visit. My grammy's sister came, along with a Foster kid of hers and her daughter, Alice. I don't remember those people at all, considering I last saw them when I was about 3. Needless to say, I was extremely quiet and shy throughout their whole visit. It didn't help that my mom found the dude kind of attractive, and since he isn't exactly family, she tried to nudge me his way in hopes of some beautiful romance to ensue. I, of course, payed her no mind. My mom is desperate for me to have a romantic life, and I am not about to listen to her psychobabble.

Anyway, they stayed for quite a while, as my mom and, um, my aunt wanted to reminisce and catch up, or whatever. We also took them to dinner despite the fact that they'd had a BBQ earlier on in the day, but they seemed to enjoy their dinners (yes, i was quiet throughout the whole dinner. i am SO awkward T_T).  Yes, blah, blah..

OH, I also noticed my uncle's, um, 4 fingered hand. It looked like they ripped it off, and he got burned, and... oh, ew... I'm sorry. I'm stopping. Gt distracted.

Bye

- D

C GOT A BLOG, WHOOP!!

AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH! Can you believe the audacity?! Well, whatever. It really wasn't "distressing" (is that a word? distressing? well, whatever, maybe that's why they didn't accept me :P) in the least, in fact, it was really quite funny. Whoda thunk that a  UC school would make such a horrible mistake? It actually looks like a prank, but whatever, it was all in vain. It really was disheartening being rejected by some schools, even though I had no intention of going to them (the few i'd been rejected by, that is). Whatever, man, this was just something I stumbled into while checking my e-mail minutes before I logged on.

I completely devoured a book today. I missed that feeling, that completely hooked feeling i get whenever I pick up a good book, and no matter how much I try, I can really never stop thinking about it until I finish it. Which is what I did today, this girl at school, D, had this Sarah Dessen book on her desk. And of course, since it's Sarah Dessen, my interest was piqued, so I picked it up and read the first chapter during class (not good, considering that was math class and... distractions in that class are fatal). So I read the first chapter, gave it back, and then proceeded by checking it uot during lunch and reading as much as possible for the rest of the day. Right after school, I picked right where I left off and only took a break when I called C so we could both wish our friend, Siddy, a very happy birthday (Happy Birthday!! ... Thugh I'm sure you;ll never see this... Hmmm... Whatever!! :P), and then I just read until half an hour ago... I finished my book, and I am completely satisfied... Good feelin'... Manga's fine, I get hooked on manga, and I can read it all day, but it's nothing compared to a really good book... Ahhhh ;D Bliss on a stick...

woah, that mnster paragraph probably makes no sense. Whatever. Not gonna re-read it and fix it. No one reads this, it desn't matter.

~ D

P.S. P.S. P.S!!
Night School is canceled this week! Whoop!! :P

The weirdest thing happened on Saturday. Maybe it was because I was extremely exhausted, or because Noodle was getting over a terrible flu; but for the first time since we started hanging out, instead of yelling and giggling on the permanent sugar high we seem to be on whenever we're together, we actally sat down, sipped our latte's calmly, and had a very quiet, chill conversation. It was actually pretty enjoyable, if not a little terrifying.

That same day, I had another moment with Lupe. Lupe had invited me to go to the park, where she goes with her church every week or so. Lupe had taken rollerblades, so I actually got to skate for the first time in years. It was really fun. And somehow, on that one Saturday, it kinda felt like I grew closer to both of them.

All right.
GTG, I'm in class. :P

- D

Wow, LJ isn't blocked in the school computers.Why is that? Is it 'cause people read and write in these things? I dunno, but now I have something to do. :p

In any case, sorry blog. I've been neglecting most things lately, and it really sucks. I have like this serious case of Senioritis and I don't want to do ANYTHING. I have to force myself to do my homework, and I never ever sign on to messenger (I'm sorry, C, I love ya). It's really weird, all I ever wanna do is watch Marmalade Boy on youtube (it's so cute!!).

Every day, I come up with a topic to blog about. I even write it in my head, and then I never sign in.Waah! D;

I hate senioritis, it's really scary.

SO my friends and I decided not to go to the Senior Banquet this year because not many people are going. There's a chance that the Banquet may be cancelled next year, which kinda sucks for C/O 2010. We're thinking of going to Knott's instead. Whoop!

It's a good thing that my friends and I didn't find any dresses when we went shopping last week, 'cause then we'd be forced to go to the Banquet, or something.

MY stupid uncle came to visit again, which sucks. He brought a friend alng with him, and I think he's sleeping on the living room floor. Hah. I hope they never come back. ...>_>




GOTTA GOOOOOO!!1

- D

Because I got a D in the second semester of Coord. Science 3-4 on my Sophomore year, I had to take up Night School this semester. Dandy, just dandy. Really, truly fantabulous. Not only am I stuck in a science lab with nothing but butt-numbing stools to sit on fot THREE GLORIOUS HOURS, but my teacher, Ms. Mego (had her for AP Environmental last year... curse all science...), has us working like Mexican immigrant farmers picking strawberries (I'm allowed to make such an analogy 'cause I'm Mexican). It's not as bad as that kind of laborious work, but good golly gosh! She had us working on one thing or another for the entire three hours! The past night school teachers that I've had before weren't even that bad (and considering how bad my grades were my freshman year were, i've had quite a few night school classes). It was hellish. Mostly because it's SCIENCE, and we had to learn about CELLS. =\ Curse cells.

After night school, I bumped into S. Actually, S ran into me because as soon as she saw me, she screeched my name and zoomed towards me like a bullet. She's so adorable. =P Anyway, she walked with me for a while and after I complained of being hungry, she gave me this absolutely delicious sandwich her mommy had made her for lunch (she said she'd made her two, so it was ok that I eat it). @_@ That sandwich was soooo yummy, I ate the whole thing, even the tomato. And I abhor tomato. o_o

In any case, I walked home. In the dark. And it was scary. And I was paranoid. And the bus DOES pass at 6PM. =\

Screw the ozone, I'm making my daddy pick me up from school every Thurs. There's no way in hell I'm walking home in the dark.

- D

The very selfless person you all know by the name of Darlene did not have enough iron to donate blood today. Seriously, this didn't happen last time. Apparently, I haven't been eating healthily enough. It's weird, but whatever. Beans, lentils, and legumes, here I come!!

At least I got to miss 3rd period Geology. ;D DIE, GEOLOGY, DIEEEE!! I also got to miss Am. Gov't, but I actually kind of like that class.

Also, I'm going to apply for my first scholarship ever! :P I know, I know, took me long enough, but I'm just sooo lazy. D;

I also signed up for night school, as I got a D in sophomore year coordinated science, which majorly sucks 'cause I'm gonna take the class with Ms. Mego, my old Environmental teacher. I just hope I know someone in that class.


Ummm, my uncle left today. He actually came to give me a good-bye hug, and everything... Made me feel really, incredibly guilty for being a selfish brat.... Ugh, I'm sorry, tio...

All right, that's all for today,

- D

My glorious, marvelous 18th birthday was a huge, complete disappointment in itself. Not only that, but today was a complete disaster, as well. Not only did my own dad fail me yesterday, but one of my closest friends failed me as well, and what really sucks is that they probably couldn't give less of a shit.

My uncle had his way yesterday, and my dad drove us to SB, which is two hours away from here. My dad took my uncle to this church where he was supposed to preach, and of course my dad wanted to praise the lord and make me go too when I hadn't eaten anything all day. After I glowered at the front seat for like ten minutes, my dad finally got the message and abandoned my uncle at the church and took me and my mom to this place where we were supposed to look for a restaurant. My dad, of course, wanted to drive around for like ten hours so we can find the perfect restaurant, while I would've just been content if he took us to a god damn Mickey D's. Later, we finally just went somewhere, and I ate, got made fun of by the waiter because my mom thought that 18-yr-olds could, in fact, drink alcohol, we finally left. The whole day wasn't that bad, really, but it was so dreadfully regular that it was just disappointing.

Today, Lupe bailed on our City Walk trip 'cause she has guitar and singing lessons, but she totally told us about this before hand, so it's completely our fault and not hers. Yeah, thanks a lot.

Being 18 sucks.

- D

That FUCKER. That scrawny, hideous, usurping SOB!!
=\
How DARE he.

I know I said I wasn't mad because he came-- and I wasn't, and I wasn't going to be.

But when my dad told me that I wasn't gonna be able to follow through with my plans because that POS wanted a ride to some fucking place, I just lost it. I am really wounded. I'm not even mad, mostly. I'm just really sad that my dad is willing to lug that pasty-faced SOB around like he was his child instead of me on my own BIRTHDAY, it's just... It just... It makes me feel a little unloved. And I KNOW that isn't the case, I know my dad loves me and spends a lot of his time just driving me and my friends around, and I KNOW I'm really selfish, but... I don't want him to abandon me in the middle of my birthday so he can drive my uncle around... I want him to stay with me all day and take me and my mommy to dinner to Olive Garden 'cause I've never been there and I want to be happy and with my parents all day.

And my mom's laying down on my bed watching Sabado Gigante because she's mad at my dad and felt bad after I kinda broke down when he walked out on me after he told me he wasn't gonna be able to spend all day with me.

I know I'm not making any sense right now, and it's mostly 'cause this huge wave of emotions just crashed into me, and I'm like below the surface, breathing in lung fulls of salty water, just waiting for the wave to calm down before I can emerge again and finally be able to breathe.

I'm going to stop now, I've taken a break and calmed down, thanks to C's really weird, dark story, which was quite interesting, to say the least. Love ya, C.

So my glorious birthday's tomorrow. :\
Whoopee...

-D

Guess whaaat?!

I got my PERMIT!

WHOO HOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

This is the second time I took the darned Written test, and I just BARELY passed. I'm like deliriously happy. :P


Anyway, that's all. :p

LOVELOVELOVE,

- D

He's baaaaaaack...

That's right, my very lovely uncle, whom I once said I abhorred with every fiber of my being has returned, 9 fingers and all (though I didn't get to catch a glimpse at it, as it'd be really rude if I blatantly gaped at his hand). I feel so incredibly guilty for saying such cruel things about him-- but what can I do? Que sera, sera. Or however that saying goes.

In any case, Daddy said he'll be staying for a week. Or at least that's what he said. I dunno.

I have nothing else to say.

- D

P.S. (or shall I say, PMS? AHAHAHAHAHA. Sorry, inside joke.) In celebration of my big one-eight, my friends and I will be going to City Walk (Universal Studios) to watch The Curious Case of Benjamin Button-- I can't wait. :)

P.S.S (Or is it PPS? I forget D;) Turns out that retarded book I stayed up 'til 2 in the morning finishing on Sunday was NOT due. It was actually a STORYBOARD, which I was forced to do during lunch on Monday. </3

Is it retarded of me to get the inspiration to blog after watching someone on the telly writing on their diary/journal? And is it pathetic of me for WANTING a diary after watching someone write in an actual book instead of typing?

Those questions are totally rhetorical. Answer them and feel my wrath.

In any case, school starts on Monday. And I still haven't finished the book I mentioned before. D; I'm so stupid.

Happy New Years, BTW. >_> <_<

I'm really sorry, I always forget to say these kinda things.

So on that note, Merry Christmas. :P

I'm almost a legal adult. I'm almost old enough to buy a pack of cancer sticks. I'm almost an old, wrinkly HAG.

Wow, blogging for me is kind of a one-sided conversation. Instead of typing complete paragraphs and pulling really witty and interesting stories about my day out of my ass, I'm just.... typing fragmented sentences with emoticons plaguing my entry.

I'm on my period. I am cramping. I am not very happy. I am anxious, I feel like vomiting, and I need to pee.


- D

I'm procrastinating. Like crazy. I have quite a bit of homework-- not too much, but some. o_o I have to write a children's story, and the scenes are just NOT coming to me... They REFUSE to come to me! This would have all been fine and dandy had I started on that stupid ass book TWO WEEKS AGO. But no, I'm a procrastinator. Still procrastinating. Will procrastinate. And it will eventually be my downfall. Maybe in college, when instead of doing my homework or studying, I'll be partying or just sitting on my ass watching mindless telly. I'm an idiot. >_<


In other news, my mom's probably gonna disconnect my celly, on account of the bill. Which was a ridiculous amount of money. Cell phone bills should NOT go that high, it's ridiculous (oh gosh, my hands feel cramped). So there, I'mma be cellphone-less soon.

School starts in a week.

 

Darlene is not happy.

There are always so many things I feel like talking about, I never have just one thing to say. So I decided to just say it all instead of forcing myself to stick to just one thing(in no particular order):

- Beto (auntie's ex-hubbie who I get along with like oil and water) needs me to take care of B because he works and has no one else to leave him with. It'd all be nice and dandy if he hadn't been trying to pick a fight with me the day before over the stupidest things. He also called me lazy, a nun or a closet lesbian, and worthless in so many words, which made me want to tell him to take care of his kid himself if he was gonna be such an ass about it. But I love B, and I love Mita, and I feel indebted to her because she used to take care of my when I was a kid (really well, I might add). But it's kind of a hassle, considering he's a boy and extremely picky. My cousins R and A always manage to find something to entertain themselves with (namely me, my internet, and this little Pluto dog I have that moves around). In any case, I'm baby-sitting Bryan (who has been knocked out on my bed for the past 5 hours or so).

- I didn't pass the effing permit the first time I took it (23/12/08), so I'mma have to re-read the manual, study, and go back. >_< My daddy gave me my first driving lesson a couple of days before that, and it was super rad. I'm also in dire need of a job. Someone get me a job, please.

- I... am going somewhere over Spring Break. Will I jinx it if I talk about it? OK, I'll be vague--- I need money for a trip. Hence the need for a job. I am also VERY, VERY EXCITED!!!!!!! :D

And now I've lost my train of thought.


'Til next time, Blog!!

JE T'AIME!!

- D

    Wow, I haven't posted anything in what seems like forever. That's OK, though, 'cause no one other than me reads this baby anyway. *curses friends for not being interested in Darlene's thoughts* Then again, that's mostly my fault for not flinging my LJ link out everywhere in a crazy attempt to get readers, but that's mostly 'cause I'm sure no one's interested and I do enjoy the fact that this baby is mostly private though welcome to everyone.

    In any case, life has been a bit hectic as of late. What with college apps deadlines looming in the near future and all of my idiot teachers making us suffer like they have a freaking right and me finally gaining a bit of a social life slowly but surely, everything just accumulates and gets me all frazzled. Not to mention, I haven't even started on that damn personal statement which I think I'm just going to completely ignore and set my sights on nothing but Cal States. A huge waste considering I've got mostly everything else for UC's except that hideous personal statement. Curse you, brain!!

     I haven't been doing much, just reading, watching telly, working on my apps at an incredibly slow pace that will probably kill me...
Gahh, too much thinking.

STAB THE BRAIN, STAB IT!! *stabs brain in a futile attempt to shut it up*


>_<
Giving up.

sorry, blog.

love,

d

Today was a good day.










:D

has a major case of Writer's Block.

"Happy Endings" Imitation Story is due tonight.

What I have so far?

The equivalent of NADA.