Car Bombing

There are reports (credible but unconfirmed) that there may be another terrorist attack on 9/11. They think it's going to be a car bomb and it's going to be a "lone ranger".

I kinda knew this was going to happen. I hope they catch him though.

Am I old?

I was listening to the radio today on the drive home from school, not so strange right? The radio station I listen to regularly has two commercial free hours, one at 3 PM and one at 6 (which is great because those are the two hours in which I am driving home). During the commercial free hour at 3, they also have a retro 3 at 3. Usually the songs are from the 80s. Today, the three songs they played were Kryptonite by Three Doors Down (2000), Hella Good by No Doubt (2001), and Roll to Me by Del Amitri (1995).

Wait, excuse me? I was alive for the release for all these songs. I was 5 when Kryptonite came out, 6 when Hella Good came out and about 5 months old when Roll to Me came out. I'm 16. How is this retro? HOW?

A Little Messed Up

So I've come up with a new rule, no coffee after 5:00 PM for me. It seriously fucks up my system. I don't care if the awesome, local coffee shop is having a special on Pumpkin Spice Lattes. I don't care how delicious said lattes are. I don't care if they are, at the current moment, selling them for the week. I can wait until the morning, or I can go right after school.

Oh, hey Kristina

Can someone please invent a machine to make me as cool as Kristina Horner? I mean she's kinda badass and awesome and I want to be like her.

So, if you're an inventor, please hurry up with that machine. Thanks.

It's happening again

So after months I finally found someone I actually like.

WHHHAAATTTT?

Yes, that's right. I found someone I like. It's not like I'm going boy crazy or anything, it's just that this kid is so adorable I just can help it.

(Oh, yeah, he's like a year younger than me, fuck)

Y U NO CHILL?

There's this girl who is seriously stressing me out. She needs to cool her shit. She complains about every little thing.

"There's a test tomorrow? OHMYGOD! When did we know about this? Last week! Ugh! That's not enough time to study, that's so unfair! I have to go stress eat!"

I mean come on! I'm in all the same classes she is (except I think she takes choir and I take theater) but she doesn't do anything after school. I, on the other hand, have play practice and I don't get home until 7:00.
Somehow, my grades are better than hers. I actually snapped and yelled at her the other day. I told her to shut the fuck up and get over herself.

She started crying,  but, actually, I don't think that was my fault.

Maybe she needs to be more chill. No, wait, she better chill the fuck out or else I will punch her in the face.

So ok

I've changed quite a bit over the past couple months, and I've decided to take up this blog again. Who gives a shit if anyone bitches me out? It's their problem.