Aiya. South Park has been so popular on dA drawn Japanese-styled. It isn't a bad thing though? Aha.
Look at my totally awesome rainbow socks, bitches.
I realized after cleaning my room that I have A LOT of art supplies. I even have Sakura Pigma markers, which are the ones I've always dreamed of buying because they are super expensive, but it turns out I had them and lost them. I'm amazing, I know. Well, I finally started cleaning up my/sister's room because I want my own. Yeah, right when my mom said that if I cleaned up our shit, she'd move the rooms around. She isn't buying me a bed though; a futon was given to us by one of my uncles and the mattress is memory foam, so I'll be pretty happy with it. I already have at least six bags of trash and shit. My family just loves keeping old things, which I could tell by the 60% of cleaned up were my baby books and toys.
I finally got my book for Summer reading but I only got My Antonia by Willa Cather. I'll be sure to get the other later; I can read pretty fast anyway and get the assignment done well-- decent. I just don't want to do two essays since I'm pretty lazy.
Friday I went to see Shrek: The Final Chapter in 3D with Derrick. The lady selling the tickets gave me a pair of 3D glasses that was impossible to put on ANY human being, but I attempted to wear them during the movie anyway. Afterward, Derrick and I popped his glasses and I popped my lens out when I got home. I put it on this bear that he gave me for Valentines day; it's adorable!
Today, I went to see Get Him to The Greek today with my uncle, cousin, and sister. My mom split off from us and watched Killers. When we got into the theater, the four of us were the only ones in there, so my cousin and I decided to run laps and sit in every single seat in the room. I was pooped out afterward; I need to work out more this Summer. I swear, I'm getting fat. My uncle was acting dorky too. He stuck a Peanut M&M in his nose and then ate it. Get Him to The Greek was funny-ish. It wasn't exactly as funny as I thought it would be; it was just full of sexual jokes. You could only hear my uncle and I laughing within that theater. (Probably the person I get my twisted mind from. Aha.)
I'm running out of things to write about. Summer can get really boring.
I need to get a job, do some sports, finish homework, and get my mom to get my freaking longboard. A new skateboard at least. The cousin that she gave my old one away to doesn't even use it! Apparently it's sitting in their basement gathering dust. It's sad. My sister needs to move her two old acoustic guitars out of the room; I can't even get out without hitting one by mistake with the door. My black electric Eposh is gathering dust too, well it'd be because I barely know how to play guitar. I know how to play ukulele, but I fail at guitar. My amp is dead! It drowned in bunnies over the years. If my cousin saw how badly I treated my guitar, she'd probably murder me and fix it herself. I plan on getting it fixed this Summer and actually LEARNING how to play it. I've been a little more active on DeviantArt and starting to learn more songs on my ukulele. (A.K.A my other boyfriend)
Well, I'll be sure to keep my blog updated every few days or so. I'll try my best to keep it to every single day since I'll be bored almost every single day.
I'm glad that Joannie and I started talking to each other again. I really like Joannie; she's always there for me and I really feel like I should do better as a friend and be there more for her. She's also a good and caring friend and somebody I can trust with a lot of things. I'm just sort of upset that I couldn't formally make up with her before Summer started and for that I'm sorry. Thank you for being there for me, Joannie. No matter what, you still stayed by me even if I changed by a lot this year.
Aha. I hate looking back at the past, but I realized that I did a lot of stupid things to lose friends. Well, I can't really fix them anymore because of how stubborn I could be and how I hold a lot of grudges, but I wish I could go back in time and fix it all. I truly do miss those friends, but it happens I guess. I know I could act like a jerk, bitch, or selfish bastard, but I'm blinded by other things. I can't control myself sometimes. People can tell me that I can control that shit, but really, I can't no matter how many times you say it in your mind or to my face. But now, I'm moving on. I'm trying hard to change that all, but at the same time, I'm focusing on what's important: grades, family, my future. This is now and that was then. I'm stepping up and turning a leaf. I'm becoming a new person whether they like or not. Years will past and some won't realize it, but they'll change too.
This isn't bullshit, it's the truth. It's life.
“Stop living a life like a trapped or caged animal. don’t just stand around surrounded by many people. but reach your hand out and reach for the sky. be in a place where people aren’t. keep looking up. even if you can’t grasp anything.(:” -Joannie Nguyen
Au Revoir.
