Re:Holy Shiznaps, its almost time.

hehehehe.
I would panic with you but my choice was to stick with the nerd.
Me and rob- I mean rayne BARELY did anything

I'm just going to panick the entire day tommorow while I am making last minute decorations to stick on the board and the project which we will have until friday to work on cause I ran in there in the morning to turn in the paper which has our names on it and you know me, I practically looked like an idiot...

Well, I still look like an idiot, considering the bogus haircut and the retarded glasses and biology which tells me I have to wait til july to grow this short hair out. Lovely.

Well, I'll wake up at 2 am to work on my projects and completely screw my sleep schedule up... again. Hopefully I wont seriously die this time. It is shortening my life span, but I dont really give a damn considering the fact that I wont need too much life to live. I only have til the end of high school anyways. Then a guy named andrew transfers into our class and the world as we know it, ends. And I will go up in a firey mess of a maytr and have the universe know that 2012 is a really bad day.

You know what. At 12/21/12 I will be setting my alarm to play bad day. > <
That would be fun.

I wish someone made a TV show about me with my monologue and what not. Plus this blog of course and all it's readers packed inside this little word. It would be titled "As If" if it isnt taken. There would be always the irony because irony just HAPPENS.

As I sit next to Matt and diagonal to Rose in Baron's class. Rose, who hates matt and calls him a douchebag which he is inevitably immune to as he is to everything perverted or human (he has to be religious, there's no other possible explaination), asks me a question after a long discussion about nothing except everything random.

Rose: So, who are you all dressed up for?
Me: What?
Rose: C'mon. Who's the guy?
Me: A guy? Me?
Rose: Is it Matt? *laughs*

and SCENE. See. RIGHT THERE. IN MY FACE.
IRONY STAMPED RIGHT THERE.

I look over to Matt sitting awkwardly RIGHT THERE. NEXT TO ME. The look on his face when I looked at him was cutely michevious and embaressed. Me, being unable to say anything at all to him non-professionally, was utterly speechless because his head was on the table staring at me and at that exact moment in time I thought, "Gawd. If this was any less awkward, I would kiss him. But this would never be any less awkward because he is Matt, my idiot friend. Friend. I hate how that tastes in my mouth. Matt is my awkward friend who cant talk to me at all without not cracking a smile. Am I that boy-ish?"

But I was speechless. And a second later, after Rose had noticed that I was staring at his face, she said: "You wouldnt do that. Even if you were stupid and drunk, you would never do that."

But then again, I would do that. I would do that sober. I would say I would do him sober, but I wouldnt. Never. Maybe in Vegas when I am WASTED and high, but not in real life. Because the only frickin explaination for his superbly chaste behavior is the religious path. Not dissing the religious people of course, but it's Grif- I mean MATT.

Maybe in a thousand years we'll meet again, but that's a long ways away. In Paris again, playing around on the Eiffel Tower...

Which reminds me, I called him the other day (yes I have his number which is sooo extremely stalkerish, but it's for "project" and "homework" reasons ) and his little brother picked up. His little brother is sooo EXTREMELY CUTE. I WANTED TO SNUGGLE HIM THE FIRST TIME I SAW HIS CUTE LITTLE SELF. > < Yes, I've seen his little brother. THAT IS PRETTY STALKERISH, BUT HE IS SO CUTE. I wanted to hug him to death like a little teddy beawr. And he had the cutest voice. Matt, however, sounded like his regular old self.


Irony.
There is so much more.
SO VERY MUCH.
Retarded history that will never be uncovered, hopefully.
It pains me to think about it.
And that wound is sealed so do not scratch the healing scab or it will leave another scar.
*sigh*

Point: Must get started on making baseballs and stuff of the sort to decorate the rgb.

-Juliet

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