Okay, Day 2. A picture of a moment/day in 2010 that you will remember forever. Man, i wish I still took pictures of drama… but since i don’t, here’s a picture of the VTOTA, where we performed Testing, Testing last month, and rocked it!
Okay, so this isn’t exactly a picture of a specific moment, but I don’t have any recent pictures uploaded to my laptop yet, and as you know, my phone’s being a bitchwhore, so here’s a list of 10 other things I’ll never forget from 2010:
- Danny bellydancing in drama.
- Singing in the musical.
- Getting my permit (a year later then i should have, but whatevs).
- Reaching 10,000 hits!
- Giving Willow my phone number.
- Getting a lead (ish) part in a show!
- Getting two new cats.
- Being sick AND having it on Thanksgiving.
- Reading Les Miserables in three weeks.
- Baking pumpkin bread, successfully!
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But because I’m impatient, you don’t have to wait ten days to get all of it.
Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
- I miss you.
- I want to hug you until your face falls off.
- You’re really, REALLY cute.
- I’m sorry we don’t listen to you more. You’re really funny.
- I can’t wait until I never have to see your face ever again.
- We’re never going to be 100% okay, are we?
- One of these days you’re going to tell me i deserve to die, and then it’ll happen.
- I lied to you.
- If you died, I’d do anything to join you.
- I was, too.
Nine things about yourself.
- I’m short.
- Not all my scars are accidental.
- If I had to, I would kill someone.
- I like being fat.
- I hate when people ask me how I can be so happy with how I look.
- I’ve never had a boyfriend.
- My first kiss was in the 3rd grade.
- When i was little, the only story my mom would tell me before bed was The Highwayman, which is how I justify my weird ideas of love.
- I don’t think I love my family.
Eight ways to win your heart.
- Hug me.
- Don’t be afraid to tell me I’m being an idiot.
- Treat special needs people with respect.
- Laugh when i do something funny, purposefully or not.
- offer to give me a ride home, even if it’s way out of your way.
- Compliment my shoes.
- Tell me I’m pretty.
- Have a good personality.
Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
- I think I’m a hypochondriac.
- My sister dresses like a whore.
- I miss my cheerleading legs.
- Glee’s on tonight!
- I should paint my toenails.
- As soon as she leaves, I’m going to bed.
- Whatever she’s yelling about, I hope I don’t get dragged into it.
Six things you wish you’d never done.
- Quit cheerleading.
- Cut my own hair.
- That one time where I went a month without shaving my legs, just to see what happened. (Surprisingly, you couldn’t even see the hairs until the wind started up.)
- When I rode the bus home from camp and had to pee the whole time, only to pee my pants as soon as i made it to the bathroom stall.
- Every time i’ve ever tried baking.
- Every time I’ve ever tried using a crockpot.
Five people who mean a lot.
- Jamie H
- My mom
Four turn offs.
- Socks and sandals.
- Picky eaters.
- ‘Christmas is evil’ people.
Three turn ons.
- Good noses.
- Green eyes.
Two smileys that describe your life right now.
- I steal.
Why, oh why do parents always have to be so complicated all the goddamn time? i told my aunt/mom/thing that i had a drama meeting after school, and she starts whining about if it wasn’t her night off she’d’ve been so pissed and stuff. she’s the one who told me that if i quit cheerleading like she forced me to, then i’d have to do something extracurricular. that’s what I’m doing, and yet… I’M the bad guy!! it’s not even like it costs her anything. and she won’t even be home when the meeting’s over, so i don’t get it. I’m telling you, this woman is unpleasable. she guilts me into quitting the one thing i had going right in my life, and then she tells me that she’ll never forgive me if go and get all fat because i’m not doing anything! As if it was my idea! I hate parents. i really and truly do. Fathers leave you, as if you were nothing more then a spare sock to them, while mothers whine about how hard it is raising three kids, and get congratulated for it! “oh, you’re just so strong, taking care of your sisters illegitimate children.”, and “i could never be that strong.”, and then, a personal favorite when done in baby voice while directed at teenage girl, “you’re so lucky to have such a loving mother.” and of course, the whole time the frigging mary poppins brigade is cheering her on she just sits there, like it isn’t the whole reason she even kept us. she doesn’t know it, but i know just how close me and my sisters got to being put up for adoption. i found the papers in her desk when i was nine. like anyone would adopt a nine year old. they want cute little kids and teenagers to help take care of said little kids. Anyone in between is forgotten. And yet, i think that would have been an acceptable alternative to being where i am now. practically a teen mother without even having the pleasure of sex. which so isn’t fair. if i’m going to be saddled with kids at a young age, i want to have the wild, sweaty monkey sex you see in movies. if no wild monkey sex, then screw it. (heehee, funny pun.)