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I give a lot of information about myself here, but I'm supposed to remain anonymous. I figure none of you care enough to go to great lengths to figure out who I actually am. I'm at a boarding school. I think in an idealised fashion. Like most people my age, I've decided I'm more fucked up than I actually am. I like texts at midnight but I like getting letters more. I'm more intelligent than I appear on this blog, but I don't try as hard as I need to. I like boys. Try not to expect too much from me, I'm also a total flake.
Showing posts with label Bee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bee. Show all posts

Saturday, May 31, 2008

We Humped Like Gorillas

Gage & I are okay now.
Still awkwardly friendly, but I hate him less.

Just got back from Bee & Lucy's.
Turns out that we're okay now.
Hmm, this is good.
Julie, Penn, Henry, & Manny were there. As was my Angry Friend (shy, not v. talkative girl who gets mad easily, but is chill too). She's listener, like me.

Anyway, Henry was being flirty (hurrah!) but Penn was pretty cool too. Henry was better though. Manny was just sitting there shooting water at everyone.

This really fucky thing happened where Bee & Lucy's HUGE dog tried humping me (think like... 120 pounds). I started running, then I realised that my top had come untied. Everyone was on the trampoline watching me with my arms across me while being chased mercilessly by their dog. And I'm not the fastest person.

I couldn't stop to tie my top because then I would get humped. I couldn't keep running because my top would come off...

And Penn may have seen my nipples. I was trying to get a water balloon nozzle off the top of a hose and my top came untied. Ugg ugg ugg. They're really ugly, otherwise I would be excited by this. But I don't think he did because later, I was helping him tie a water balloon and he was able to look me straight in the eye while we were talking.

I have a love/ hate relationship with my bikini.




Turns out I don't get my phone back.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

HaRoOoOOo!

Okay, yeah, sorry about the title. I've just always had the urge to tYpe LiKE tHis.

You know the dealio!



So lately Penn's actually been paying attention to me. (thank Gage!)

Oh, and I'm starting to hate Gage. This has nothing to do with the random flirtatiousness, I just... dislike his character.

It might have something to do with the fact that yesterday, he pulled out a shitload of my hair.

I pull his hair.

Gage: Pull me up!

Me: Okay

(I proceed to pull).

Gage: OW, STOP!

Me: Gage, you're so softheaded.

Gage: Let me pull your hair.

Me: Fine.

Gage takes my hair, puts it over his shoulder and BENDS FORWARD.

crack. crack. crackcrackcrack.

After like two minutes:

Me: OW, STOP!

Gage: Hehehehe.

Me: Jesus Christ, Gage, that fucking hurt!

Gage: You had it coming.





WTF? But yeah, this dislike started before the hair pullage...

Oh, and I'm also starting to like Bee & Lucy (Bee more).



I'm glad that the schoolyear is almost over. I hate all the work we have to do.... UGH, but we're leaving. And that sucks.



Syd & I are better.



Sorry for the short posts lately, I hope this one was long enough.
(not that anyone actually cares, but humour me?)

Friday, May 9, 2008

Sprinklers...

Okay, so our school recently installed sprinklers in a field my mother and I walk by in order to get to our cars. For some reason, (EVEN THOUGH THEY WERE FREAKING ON), I hadn't realised that there were sprinklers didn't until I was drenched.
Ughh...

Anyway, Gage has been extremely flirty.
With me.
AND
WITH BEE!
Indirectly, this means me=Bee.
NOT COOL!

During English, I accidentally hit Nat's 5-foot-1 ex in the arm. He was like, "that hurt, kiss it!" So, I did. Then he accidentally hit Gage in the eye and Gage goes,
"Taffy, kiss it."
"No, Gage."
"You kissed (5-foot-1-ex)."
"Okay."
So yeah. I have no will power.
Multiple hugs.

We also used to do this thing while walking to/from English where I'd stop and he'd walk right up behind me so his crotch it touching my ass.
It happened again today...
I sped up really quickly and kept walking.
And then on the way to a class meeting, he decided to ask, "Is it yellow today?"
UGH!
YOU PIG!

Yeah, that's my rant.
Plus, I've decided that Gage has no personality whatsoever and is a less cool version of Chuck. Except chunkier and less sexy.

And Penn is being flirtier again (thank Gage!). Today he kept sitting on my lap in P.E. then wrapping his arms around me.
HURRAH!

The end.

Oh yeah, I forgot,
Gage also mentioned something I said about him kissing like a fish...

Friday, April 25, 2008

Hot for Teacher

DAMN IT! No real talking with SBT :/.

Right now I'm texting Aubrey. She just saw Pierce (weiiiiiird ex- boyfriend) at the movies. Apparently she doesn't dislike me. Good to know.
Bee and Lucy on the other hand...

GAGE IS GOING OUT WITH BARBIE! I always thought that his crush was on Kate! The theory is that they're only together so that they can get "experience". Hmmm...

Henry or Penn.
(not that I actually get a choice, but if I did...)
Nat, I know you think our boys are geeks,
but I like them better this way.

Penn has many good qualities. He's a tad (just a tad) more honest than Henry, though. Not in a good way. In a blunt "I'm an honest asshole!" way. And he cracks lots of jokes under his breath. We've been counting our pointless hugs this week and so far, we're up to 38. Today, I was sitting on his lap listening to his iPod. I then went to talk to Natalie and when I came back, I ended up sitting on the chair next to him. The conversation proceeding went like this:
Me: Hey, sorry for sitting on your lap earlier. Was I crushing you?
Penn: Sort of.
the end.
And the whole time during play practice, I realised that my crush may be going on him...
(two school crushes= BAD)

Henry is easier to talk to, methinks. The conversations just flow better. Idk, his hugs are not nearly as good as Penn's though. (it might have to do with the 10 inch... HEIGHT DIFFERENCE!) He can also be an asshole though. Ugh.
Two conversations today:
we were talking about calling people back
Me: ...so have you ever asked for a girl's phone number?
Him: Yeah. So normally I call once and then I don't talk to them again. So I delete their numbers.
Me: You better not delete my number.
Him: I will never delete your number.
AWWWWWWWWW!

texting:
Me: I'm hot for teacher.
Him: I've got it bad.
Me: Bad, so baaad. Haha, yeah, I'm cool.
Him: Your learning. Taylor's chode. Cough cough. G2g. Placement tests manana. Adios Conchita.
yeah, I forgot to tell you. Henry knows about the penis pictures... Conchita is this character in this Spanish soap opera we watch in class. Now that I think about it, it's kind of an insult. JESUS, WHAT AN ASSHOLE!
Me: Adios, Rafael.
Character weirder than Conchita. But they're in this little love thing sooooo...
Him: Haha, Yo me gustan las chicas simpaticas que quieren la musica. Adios.
Translation: I like funny girls who love music.
STUPID FLIRT! I wonder if he's figured out that "gustan" in Spanish has more of a romantic conotation...
Crush is officially on Henry.

That's the end of my rant. I hope something happens by the end of the year... BUT, I doubt it.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Normal, I Suppose?

AH, so today with Alice it was completely normal.
No lingering hatred.
No uncomfortable silences,
HURRAH!

I also blocked Ross on AIM & MySpace.

Anyway, Alice I have to admit that for a period of time, I was paranoid (okay, because I am a slightly paranoid person) that you were out to get me...
Yeah....

So Gage and I shared an IM today about how now we're going to try to have normal conversations. (yeah, righhhhht).

I don't have much more to say. OH! Wes is going out with Lucy now. AND HE'S STILL FLIRTING WITH CHERIE! AND SHE'S FLIRTING BACK!

Bee is going through major friend drama with Aubrey...
And Julie (my closest friend in the Stewards) is going to tell Cherie about me and Gage and our little... M.O. session. Which reminds me, I HAVE TO CALL HER!

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

let's talk about Gage...

Btw, In case anyone was wondering, I'm not Chinese. I HATE being called Chinese and I get incredibly pissed off when people call me that.

Ah, so Gage.
He has pretty much been forgiven, we're talking like normal and he's gone back to his pervy self. The whole time during English, he was looking up my skirt. When I realised this, I crossed my legs and pulled my skirt down. Then he left to go talk to Bee and Lucy.

UGH! Stuff like this is why I get mad at him. He's also SUPER hypocritical about Cherie, half the time he's always talking about how he hates her, then whenever he's around her he's this huge flirt. Same with Henry. And I seriously think he's embarrased by me. Honestly, I'm happier when I'm not talking to him. At least then he's trying to keep this friendship going. Other times he just takes me for granted and makes me feel really insecure. Like he says the rudest stuff, and he always ditches me for the Stewards, who ALL OF THE GUYS PRETEND TO HATE.

It's ridiculous. If I ever do make the decision to really end it, I'm ending it for real.
It may sound like I get pissed at him for no reason at all, but it's the little things...

Saturday, March 8, 2008

oh wow!

i'm actually getting comments.
this is fantastic :)
considering
i got a sixty six on a math quiz
(i doubt anyone in my family has ever scored below an eighty on ANYTHING)
and
i haven't spoken to either
red
taylor
or
SBSG
since... forever.
its official, i don't have guy troubles,
i'm simply insane.

yesterday, i went to the rodeo with my sister, frank (her fiancee), two of their friends, and jake (fiancee's sexy friend with an amazing accent).
I thought it was going to suck because they're all about twice my age. BUT, I was talking to Jake pretty much the whole time and he's a fantastic listener with a fantastic laugh. (No, I'm not considering anything). I managed to embarrass myself by spilling ketchup on my white coat... TWICE. Jake laughed and cracked a joke about me having the mind of a twenty five year old (thrilling) and the body of a nine year old (not so thrilling...). I also gained about five hundred pounds via deep fried banana blueberry twinky and deep fried oreo.
so worth it.
Anyways, I also ran into the main group of the cranberries there! It was incredibly scary and kind of depressing. Bee yelled my name and I turned around. I SWEAR, IT WAS AN AMBUSH!
Aubrey asked me which one Frank was so I yelled at Frank and he turned (lots of yelling...).
Then, Aubrey made sort of a face, but masked it quickly.

Okay, so Frank isn't the most attractive of all men ever... but he's not particularly ugly, so she had NO reason to make that face. The worst part was that I felt sort of embarrassed by him and ran off to go show the cranberries some amazing artwork done by a kindergartener. Which is sad because I'm pretty sure the kindergartener (or gardener... idk) was more talented then me. Then I said adieu and I ran back to the group I was with. Who were all twice my age and it was a Friday night, go figure.

Later on I realised how incredibly pissed at myself I was for my reaction to Aubrey's face. Ugh, I seriously need to stop caring what others think.

Towards the end, Gage texted me asking if I was going over to Henry's (business class boy) to watch Oklahoma (which I have a large part in, thank you very much) tomorrow. I was still majorly pissed at him so I said no.

My parents just got back from Chile today and I've already managed to disappoint them.
Fantastic, no?

ugh, Gage just sent me a picture of himself where he looks really hot.
i still hate him.

I'll explain the Airplane metaphor in my next post.

Monday, March 3, 2008

padded bottoms.

hmm, I've read over all of my posts and I cringe everytime I see a curse word. I've also realised that they lose their potency if overused. So now I'm cleaning things up. Lets see how long this lasts...

I'm fairly certain Red will need to leave his little cul de sac to come to the big city I live in this summer, which I'm incredibly excited about, although worried. Hmm, maybe I'll bring my little army of Eighth graders to meet him.

In case you haven't guessed, I'm a tad boy crazy (a tad being a lot) so this blog will be full of... boys.

And other stuff, but mainly the topic mentioned above. Natalie said that she believes I'll probably be having sex by the end of this summer; lets try to prove her wrong, eh?

Okay, so, today was incredibly awkward. I feel a lot better because Alice managed to get her anger out via her sister's angry phone call yesterday. Thank God, right now I'm trying not to mess up as much and figuring out how to be a better friend.

My Obsessions as of Now:
  • The Science of Sleep: an incredible movie. confusing, disorganised, but amazingly beautiful.
  • My Morning Jacket: picked up a CD from 2005 by them, have been listening to the songs for the past five days
  • The tray thing, still: I have to make sure all of the trays in the cafeteria are stacked correctly before I leave
  • Yellow: for some reason, I'm loving anything in this color
  • Taiwan v. China: hmm, pro Taiwan as a seprate country as of... fourth grade?

That's it.

So today, was... awkward. I got my period on Saturday (no, not my first time) so, for some reason, I wore a pad today to school. (sorry I'm making y'all read this). BAD IDEA. Had I been thinking this morning, I would have made another decision. Gage is sort of an... ass man. And before/during English class is the worst for it. We'll be walking in this semi- deserted hallway, and he'll grab for my ass (not a curse word, it means donkey). Normally, I'm okay with it, but today was really awkward. I would run forward right before his hand made contact and he'd make a funny face. Sorry Gage, but I'd feel extremely uncomfortable explaining the extra padding on my rear end. During English, however, he would keep going up to the front of the room to put his arms around Bee, and she'd sort of let him.

Normally, this wouldn't bug me, but Bee is part of the little group we like to call the Cranberries. This pissed me off. So now they'll think they've won and Bee will think that she's better than Alice (I know it), which she totally isn't, because Alice is gorgeous. And later on, Gage made a quiet joke about Bee being flat, which totally confused me. It's like, if you don't actually think she's pretty, then why are you feeding to their ammunition in the "war" (dramatic, I know)? Urgh, sometimes this really bugs me. Honestly, flirt with someone outside of that group. Also, all of the other guys Gage hang out with say they hate the cranberries. Seriously, why do you approach them all.the.time?

OH, and I'm also pretty sure Penn is confused/ mad at me because he found out what happened between Gage and me on Friday. Today was just sort of awkward because I'd try to talk to him and he'd sort of... ignore me? I've gotten into the habit of petting his hair, which is weird, but it's just so incredibly soft. Normally, he lets me and when I approach him in the hallway, he sort of tilts his head forward so I can mess with his hair. Today I went over and he was like, "Get off."

This caught me completely off guard. Penn's not a very angry person. I looked back at him to see if he was kidding but he sort of averted his gaze.

Augh, this is so frustrating. Penn's just so incredibly sweet and boyishly cute, and yes, I'm pretty sure I have a small crush on him. And he's really easy to talk to. Part of the reason I like Red is because he reminds me of Penn, just older.

In sixth grade, I had the hugest crush on Penn. I would talk to him in hallways, sort of... follow him around (this is sad, but now I think it's funny) and call his house phone almost three times a day. Obviously, now his mother is not so fond of me...

When asked if I "liked" him I would reply, "NO! Not at all, why would you think that?" When it was so incredibly obvious. I would listen to the music he liked to listen to (which I still listen to because I like it) and practice flirting tactics with him. My own mother (who I rarely talk to about my issues) managed to find out about my crush on him. Natalie also became really annoyed with the fact that I liked him so much, not so much that but by my denial of it.

"Penn's not really that cute," She would say, "I don't know why all these people have crushes on him this year..."

I would stare at her horror-struck and pretend to agree. That or defend him, "I don't know, don't you think his hair is super soft? And isn't he an amazing guitar player? I SPOKE ON THE PHONE WITH HIM FOR FIVE MINUTES YESTERDAY, and he was just so sweet. I think I can figure out why Lisbet likes him."

She would look at me, shake her head, and walk off.

I'm different now.