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team canada wins the gold in hockey :D

my boys won gold! my boys won gold! my boyyyyyyysssss woooonnnnnn gooooollllllddddddd. :D

congrats to sidney crosby, joe thornton, dany heatley, patty marleau, dan boyle and the rest of team canada on their gold medal win. ahhhh i hearts my sharks... and sidney. lol.

and congrats to joe pavelski on his and team usa's silver. you guys did great too...

oh and super congrats to ryan miller on his olympic mvp. he was the best goalie of them all.
oh hey shawn.
looks like you found my blog.
good for you.
i'm. almost. done. yesssssss.

Mar. 14th, 2009

shitty week culminated in angry parents. yessssssssssssss.
i guess it wasn't a shitty week... just a shitty 3 days.
i got a lot of stuff done today though... mostly because i went to my brother's for a little bit. then came back and just did straight work from 12 until now.
sigh. now it's time to watch LA ink and rest my brain.

Mar. 14th, 2009

i need it to be spring break now.
i need my bed and my things and my space. away from here and the people.
i mean, 95% of the people are wonderful here, but there's 5% that i need a break from.
not a drastic one, just like... a week. for myself.

i have shit to do this weekend which i'm not happy about but it needs to get done.
which meanssssssssssssssss saturday i'm not leaving my room. precious.
sunday is aquarium. which i'm excited for.
monday is just a normal monday.
tuesday is my first final, which i'll be fine for.
wednesday is human sex final, which i'm sure i'll be fine for.
and thursday is a sharks game then home.

sighhhh and then there's the drama with home friends that i don't want to counsel them through because it stresses me out. and they've done this before so really they should know how to deal with it... and they need to get over the fact that when they have a problem, the world doesn't revolve around them. other people can have problems, or bad days, or security issues as well. there's always the other person's feelings. which they seem to never care about... as caring as they think they are, they never really listen and understand. they need to learn to care, and understand that not everybody will always have time for them and to not get hurt about it; they're not angry they just don't want to hear it that day. and that it's ok that their friend's don't want to hear it some days, but to expect to be treated the same way as well. or else it's like talking to a stool. i wish they would figure it out by themselves... they need to learn to do things by themselves or else they'll never learn and be spoiled for the rest of their lives.
oh. they're calling again. ><
i'm not going to pick up. they're second semester seniors in high school now. they can deal just this once.
the day they spot caring only for themselves and ask me or the other person that counsel's them genuinely how we are, is the day they'll learn. but for now, i guess we're it...
i'm just really irritable right now and i don't know why.
almost everything is getting on my nerves.
and i know it's partially my problem. i feel like bashing everything with a hammer just to make it all stop making noise and throwing a fit and kicking and screaming. but it won't help with anything.
so for now, i'm just going to countdown till thursday and deal with it all.
i'm tired of people thinking they know everything about me, when in actuality they can't even understand the most shallow emotions. i'm also tired of them constantly expecting to care about things and pay attention to them that i sometimes simply don't have the time or energy to care about.

Jan. 28th, 2009

i've been going through bouts of loneliness.
kinda annoying.
that and paranoia of people around me doing the one thing that i absolutely hate the most.

Jan. 21st, 2009

If there is someone on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.
sometimes i wish i could have somebody that i could run to and they would genuinely ask me how i am but already know. who i could always be sure would be there when i turn around.

like a mind-reader.