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Nanana,nananana,nanananana heyyy jude...
YES, i like the beatles. my mom hates them, and my grandpa loves them. i guess that's how it goes. if i have kids, i hope they like the beatles too. if not i'd probably have to beat them to death. haha no, that's pretty morbid. i'd do it more humanely. Like lethal injection.
haha i'm kidding.
i'm never having kids.
i'll either die young or end up a crazy lady no one likes to talk to.
eh.
i saw this show the other day called "walking dead" and it was so good, it sucked. i can't watch it any more or else i'll start steal it's ideas for my book and that's dumb.i can do it by myself...insert whimpers..
i hate texting people when im depressed..it always ends with me not putting in the emotes and then my clever replies just sputter out until i dont answer all together. and that's always rude but who cares.
i listened to bruno mars' song "grenade" recently. if it wasn't so overplayed, it'd probably appeal to me.
overplayed songs are kinda sad. like old people.
there's a line in that song that goes something like "i'd put my hand on a blade for ya"
and my friend is convinced he says "i'd put my head on a plate for ya"
i mean...maybe it's just me but anyone could put their head on a plate and not be too upset about it afterwards. but maybe my friend thought like, " i'd put my decapitated head on a plate for ya"
though that's slightly more impressive than putting your hand on a blade, it's quite unnecessary and a few too many syllables.
my other friend said that song is about overkill that he was being melodramatic. he just needed to get over the girl.
i disagree but i didn't say anything. didn't wanna seem emo.
i'm bored with break but i don't want to go back to school.
OH! i went to nita's jamboree yesterday. as usually, all the people we invited along bailed on us and mckenna and myself were the only people who showed. because we're not flakes. and we're awesome.
i am number four was an okay movie. i think the whole super-natural teen thing has been done by now though. we went home and made delicious pizza.
they dragged me to the stake dance. i hate stake dances. the only reason people go is because they think their crush might be there. deny that, you may but it is true. the music consists of the top 5 hits and country music. oh and the chacha slide and the cupid shuffle. can't forget those...
i'm lucky. i only got forced itno going two times, and no one asked me to dance. i did my best to blend in. and it worked. i'm really good at being invisible. i'm not very noticeable.
that might make a normal teenage girl get all weepy but you should know this by now, im not normal. i have no desire for most of the things people want at my age. i just want to get the frick out of school, out of this state, and hopefully off the planet by the end of graduation.
school makes me angry. it's so pointless. i haven't learned anything useful since i was in seventh grade. i started learning trig and i realized i already KNEW it. it's ridiculous.
but i guess it's good that my school's computer based because most of the jobs today use computer programs we have to learn.
i kinda want to be a 911 operator because i can type fast. but i dunno.i also wanna be a psychologist, or at least get a degree in psychology.
i need to get points for knowing how to spell "psychology". Haha.
i hate this emote: =3 it irritates me.
argh. well. everything irritates me today. im in a bad mood. i have problems. i mean everyone gets sad. we all have to occasional blues. but other people can get over it. they're HEALTHY. i just wallow in it. i think i have depression but im a teenager. maybe it's normal.
i was in a bad mood at church and they thought i was tired. hah im not grumpy when im tired. im usually just more hyper. that's why getting up for seminary is such a breeze.
not that anyone at church would know that. honestly. and some of them claim to be my friends.
none of them talk to me outside of...fricken...
im not even going to go into it.
i'm glad i got to see nita, i was beginning to feel lonely. i still miss gilbert though. im going through withdrawals.
haha this red headed kid named Cameron was supposed to give me his email addresss before he left because he's moving to illinois but he never did, so i have no way to contact him, and i promised him i'd keep in touch! when i took my nap this afternoon, i had a dream that i saw him and i ran towards him but he turned around and was apparently a zombie.
freakn unreliable redheads.
one of the best upsides of writing this zombie story are the dreams and seeing my friends as zombies. i mean, they look great with their lips and the skin around their eyes all decayed and their teeth full of human flesh and their guts spilling out everywhere. it's awesome.
haha once in a dream after i escaped from a horde of zombies, i stole a prius. A PRIUS?! really, annabelle? i woke up laughing.
ah.
okay well. i'm going to go now. you have fun with your life.

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