kay so. I agree with catie. I take the blame for some of it. I’ve been slacking. But…. we all need to give more effort, i mean im glad we are comfortable with each other but its common courtesy to comment on each others blogs to make sure we all know that we fucking have been reading them.
if this doesnt work im literally fucking a duck.
OMG IT WORKED. IMMA SCREAM.
kay so i got asked to prom today by this boy who i find extremely annoying.
he texted me during third period : text 1: “hey you want to go with me?” text 2: “from i****” (im hiding his name cuz thats embarassing)
and i was all, text a: “to what??” (even though i knew very well what.)
and he was all, text 3: “to prom. with me”
and i was allAGJSOIDFHIEOWSSJEKFSKFHEIORW
so i called my mom and was like WHAT SHOULD I DO OMG and she was all AWWEE MEGAN AWWEEE
so then i went text b: “thank you so much for asking me but I was actually hoping someone else would ask me”
and it took him like an hour to respond and he was all, text 4: “oh thats cool.”
i mean… i felt bad. okay? im normal. BUT I STILL WAS LIKE OMGWTF WHY WOULD I EVER SAY YES TO SOMEONE WHO TEXTED ME?
so i was talking about it in 5th period and this one girl comes up to me and goes, “when did i**** ask you?”
and i was all, “3rd period” and she was all
“ya he texted me during second asking the same thing”
LIKE WTF!? OMG. IMMA GO APESHIT.
whatever the deed has been done.
besides that things have been uneventful. i shopped online yesterday.
i tried out for the fall musical today. batboy. i got call backs. they are tomorrow. wish me good luck. i hope i get in because i really enjoy theatre and all it entails. i mean i cant imagine myself being on broadway. well… i can, but i cant imagine the waiting, for years, for the big break to start my career. Its so unlikly that i would make it that far.
We celebrated my grandmas birthday a week ago. The night before she went and saw my play… i talked to her about it the next day and she didnt remember ever going at all.
Its scary i guess… especially when it starts to involve my life. I almost started crying when she was like, “whats the wiz?” Just… crying for the life thats been lost. She’s lived her entire life, fully and happily, only to forget it in the time she needs it the most. its so fucking annoying. like why does life have to be that way for alzheimers patients? whats the point? whats the point of living if you are going to forget it all?
-cue megans sad music-
1.) i dream of color-coordinating my closet.
2.) I hate when people tell me i dont appreciate things. I do. almost everything.
3.) I still hate what i look like.
4.) uhmmm…. my hair looks like i havent washed it when i washed it like 6 hours earlier.
5.) I kind of want to make out in a bounce house.
Im back on that healthy thing i did before. i think im gaining weight so now i have to totally restrict my diet. Im gradually going back to that.. it takes a few days usually. i cant go over 130 or else im going to be really angry with myself and depressed. so0o0o0o0o0o ugh. i hate this.