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Friday, 03 July 2009

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    Shenanigans
    By Green Day
    Sick of Me
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    Hmmm.

    Summer's already pretty gosh-darned lame.
    Green Day's new tour is starting TONIGHT (!!!), and I can't go to anyyy of their shows.
    Absolute torture.
    Just plain cruel of life to do this to me, I tell you.
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    Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

    HOWEVERRR.
    My bro was awesome enough to finish his first year of med school today.
    ALSO.
    He's coming over here from Kentucky right now.
    Awesomeee.

    Gonna party-hardy for his birthday on Sunday (even though it was actually on Tuesday...)
    I never blog anymore. :(
    Such work!

    Might make a Facebook thingamabob tonight.
    Might not.
    Only time will tell.
    Hmmmm.

Thursday, 11 June 2009

  • Currently
    1,039/Smoothed Out Slappy Hours
    By Green Day
    Disappearing Boy
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    Rant

    ONE MORE DAY.
    COME ONNNNNNNNNN.
    I'm gonna miss everyone in school over the summer. <3

    Gah. I found out who my physics teacher next year is going to be.
    NOT Freeman!
    I was ready to cry when I heard from him.
    I have Mr. Curran. Room 501. He's supposedly a really nice and good teacher, but still.
    Freeman was the only thing I was looking forward to next year, especially because the Six Flags trips are gonna be canceled.
    LAME.

    I had like one good moment today. After this random math test, I opened up the school newspaper for the first time and actually read.
    I FOUND A GREEN DAY REVIEW! It was amazing. I don't exactly agree that much with the freshman who wrote the article, but hey. At least it was positive.
    Gave Mr. Chesnoff (my favorite sub/my old English student-teacher [not the Vin Diesel guy]) a happy birthday card (albeit a day early) and Ms. Siber a "Thanks for teaching. We'll miss you. Have fun retiring" card. Haha, I just hope she checks her mailbox before fifth period.

    My tummy hurts.
    I have so much hw. :(
    Teachers cram too much stuff up until the last minute.
    Blahhhhh.

Tuesday, 09 June 2009

  • Currently
    21st Century Breakdown
    By Green Day
    Christian's Inferno
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    Oh my God.

    I can almost breathe again.
    Green Day is absolutely too amazingly grand and beyond fantabulous for me to even freaking describe with words.
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    THEY ARE TOO GREAT.

    *sings*

    I have a million pounds of homework that I should be doing.
    Oh well.
    COME ON, FRIDAY!
    I need you. Now.

Saturday, 16 May 2009

  • Currently
    21st Century Breakdown
    By Green Day
    Peacemaker
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    FML

    I wrote this yesterday on my other blog, but I wanted to share it here, too.

    I'm nuts for pistachios. (Bad pun, I know.)
    It's pretty much impossible to stop listening to my amazing new copy of 21st Century Breakdown. Sheer brilliance. I did not think Green Day would be able to top American Idiot.
    Shows how dumb I am.

    Today was utter crap except for Green Day. It was supposed to be one of the greatest days of my life.

    I missed my boys at the signing at the Best Buy in Manhattan earlier. Apparently, the next (and first) time I'm seeing Green Day will be six years from now, when the boys'll probably release their next album (stupid 1-more-year-for-each-album-release progression). Lovely. My only solution to cope with it right now? Blog about it at 1:47 in the morning.

    I burn with ardent rage.

    I deserve to see them. I won't die until I do.
    That's a promise.

    Probably seems like I'm "just another teenie." Utter bull if you ask anyone I personally know, including myself. But what can you do?

    *breaks out into song*
    What can you do? What can you do? With a brat like that always on your back, what can you do? Lose?

    I think too much for a kid. It'll kill me one day, probably.
    Psychosomatic diseases will probably get the better side of me. Mental stress needs to die.
    It's Saturday. I'm a teen. I should be hanging out with someone or doing something with a group of people as opposed to faking a philosophical aspect of me that never existed.

    I need an antacid.
    "Jinx" (nimrod.) by Green Day is the only highlight of my day.
    My futile efforts to spread the word about the amazement people will experience after listening to 21CB with thwarted by side conversations.

    Me (wearing Green Day's "Working Class Hero" tee and a Kerplunk! pin): ...
    Random Girl #1: You like Green Day?
    Me: Apparently.
    Random Girl #1: He's so hot.
    Me (eye roll): Okay.
    Random Girl #1: (atrociously repulsive and annoying voice) On HolidAYYYY!
    Me: Mhmm. (leaves)

    I wanted to smash her head in the doorway she was standing in.

    Another.

    Random Girl #2: Green Day?
    Me (after a completely horrendous day that was supposed to be one of the greatest days of the year because of the release of 21CB): Hm? Yes, what about them?
    Random Girl #2: Aren't they doing that recycling thing?
    Me: (stares because they have not updated anyone as far as I know about endorsing a recycling program and/or being eco-friendly as of late, and I knew there would be no way that she knew more about them than I would)
    Random Girl #2: Ohhh, I just got it. You're talking about the
    group, aren't you?
    Me: I wasn't even talking to you initially about them...
    Random Girl #2: I thought you were talking about an actual DAY, like for recycling...
    Me: I told you before, I wasn't even talki--
    Random Girl #2: Yeah. I've heard about them.
    Me: And?
    Random Girl #2: (leaves)

    Again.

    Me: (trying to avoid this chick as much as absolutely possible because all she does is invade your personal space and try to relate to you by trying to act "cool" or whatever when she has absolutely no clue what she's talking about half of the time)
    Random Girl #3: OMG what's your shirt say?
    Me: (about to walk away, but turns around because I try not to be rude, but attempts to hide the writing on my shirt anyway because she honestly wouldn't get it and try to alienate me by making it seem like she has power over me by assuming I'm odd [nothing wrong with that] because she doesn't understand a thing I say) Hi.
    Random Girl #3: Working.......................... Class?
    Me: (thinking "Wow. I can't believed you missed the biggest word on the shirt that I wasn't even hiding.") Yeah.
    Random Girl #3: Whaaat?
    Me: "Working Class Hero" is a song by John Lennon. It was covered by Green Day.
    Random Girl #3: Oh. I don't listen to that music.
    Me: I know.
    Random Girl #3: LOL (she actually pronounces ehl-oh-ehl), but I'm more emo than you!
    Me: (thinking WTF. When did I give off that vibe? And why is she talking to me?!) ?!
    Random Girl #3: Yeah. That's right.
    Me: Um. Okay then.
    Random Girl #3: So I listened to Fall Out Boy earlier for the first time. They were AWESOME. I love all of their songs!
    Me: EW. Fall Out Boy is just pop garbage with a terribly failing attempt to make them seem like they have a bad-boy image. Disgusting crapola...
    Random Girl #3: OMG Yeah. I know, right? I only like one song by them. (goes on a rant about them where I tune out)
    Me: Mhmm. I have to go now. (leaves happily)

    And once more (this actually happened before all of them, but I'm too lazy to rearrange the conversations):

    Me: (trying to concentrate on something really important)
    Random Girl #4: (in THE most annoying voice in the world, I swear) SOSULTANAOMGYOULIKENEVERTALKANDYOU'RESOWEIRD
    BUTITSOKAYBUTYOURESTILLREALLYWEIRD

    (few seconds later)
    OMGGGG
    Me: (thinking about the consequences of stabbing the chick with the wire cutters I'm holding)
    Random Girl #4: SOYOULIKEGREENDAYOMGTHATSSOWEIRD
    YOURESOWEIRDHAHAWEIRDOLOLZ

    Me: (REALLY trying to keep my anger in) ...
    Random Girl #4: LIKEOHMYGODYOURESOWEIRD
    Me: (messes up because I honestly wanted to murder her at this point [as if I don't every day already])
    Random Girl #4: OHTHATSTOOBAD
    Me: (walks away without saying a word to her once in the process)

    If I had the chance to kill her without any guilt/offenses, I probably would.
    I can't wait until the last day of school. She'll learn how I feel then.

    *clenches fists*

Thursday, 14 May 2009

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