Thursday, June 26, 2008

Russia vs. Spain 0:3 - crap.


The Russian soccer team really sucked up until this year. They got a new trainer i don't remember who and they did really well and made it into semi-finals. Too bad we couldn't get past Spain - we already lost to them once although it didn't get us kicked out of the tournament. The weather wasn't so good either - it was raining that whole time. So the game ended 0:3 - better luck next time and good luck to Germany and Spain (preferably Germany) in the final game.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

What's going on?! D=


Ok this is really not cool. I'm not trying to act like something im not... It just sorta comes out that way automatically... I'm trying to make my life seem more..... idk like i'm actually someone. While hanging out with Aliss and her friends we were like talking about ruining certain ppls lives and stuff.... And how like ... idk how to put it in words really. Like now i always try to keep my room at least somewhat neat looking, and i like having pretty clothes (even if its like emoish looking which is the kind of style i like) and just looking good myself. Then the way my friends and i talk about things like what we are gonna do later and just things like that makes it sound like im turning into a what is nowday called "prep" if we're talking stereotypically. And im talking about not like buying the stereotypical hollister and abercrombie and fitch clothing but kind of the way im starting to act maybe? Oh i know how to describe my behavior lately - Bitchy.....slutty...? something like that... =( its not like im trying to act that way its just the way everything comes out. So im kinda confused....

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Today


Today is my best friend's birthday. So Erin/Aliss, Happy Birthday!Altho i'm going to her house tomorrow i can still update the blog and everything because im coming back around 1.. so yeah... I never have any deep thoughts to put into my blog. i dont know why. i only get really deep things when im in a conversation with someone, so the teenagers blog that i posted yesterday were copied parts of a conversation with one of my friends. Hmm. I guess i can make a blog about me not being able to make blogs about deep things unless I'm talking to someone. I guess the reason that I'm like that is that i need the other person to take some part in it too not like i'm talking to no one. That i actually need someone to sit there and hear me out. And usually support me and back me up on my thoughts. I guess i find it easier that way, plua uaually something in our conversation triggers my mind and sets it off to talk about something, and the only way i can still support the flow of my thoughts if i keep the conversation going.


Here is a quick thing about my blogs. It's not only so people/friends could read them (which i doubt they do), but so i could record my thoughts and then read over them later. Well i bet you're thinking " Isn't that's what a diary is for?" well a diary is more like recording your private thoughts, and sometimes i still hope that maybe someone reads these things, plus i don't write anything really personal in here.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

What Teenagers we are


i feel like i'm such a classic teenager
just another teenage girl
and i want to do something that others dont do
like as lame as this sounds
i think i would feel better
if i had some sort of super top secret spy like mission O.o that i had something other to do
than u know the general teenage stuff that makes life seem so lame and like i'm so pathetic
just like when u sit here
doing your nails
while chatting on AIM and updating your facebook or blog
and talking on the phone about the party you are going to tomorrow with your riends on a threeway
and what you are going to wear
and everything
while i know that there are bigger and more important things in life
like the government could be meeting with alien forces from outerspace discussing a canceled operation
or discussing the future of our planet
while i am just sitting here helpless pathetic and unsuspecting while other major things that im clueless about are going on
so it makes me feel so stupid
i feel dissapointed
because of a reason i can't explain
its one of those things
where let's say you think something is so awesome
or you think you are so unique and special because of your interests and how your life is turning out
but then you get on the internet
and lets say you watch a video by a band you like
and then you read the comments that say things like
"OH MY GOD I LOOOOOOOOVE THIS SONG SO MUCH THIS BAND ROCKS!"
and you dont feel so unique anymore because now you know other people like it too and feel the same way
so you are just like others
and then like you wear a shirt you really like
and come to school
and see a whole different person with a whole different life
that you dont even know
is wearing the same shirt
hanging out with their friends and everything and experiencing things you experience
and you dont feel so unique anymore
you know you have your own thoughts and feelings yet that doesnt make you so special
there are millions of people like you out there so it feels like you dont count
and so life doesnt seem all that exciting anymore

First Entry

I'm happy today. It's summer, I made my site and pretty much finished most of it (www.freewebs.com/uncalledfor08), going to a friend's house tomorrow for some party, and now I just made a blog. Exciting huh? Ok not so much to you but it keeps me pretty statisfied - knowing how I'm usually in a half depressed state =/ So yeah. I'm just going to be posting things about my life here. Not too detailed so that anyone who bothers to read this could track me down and stalk me but you know what I mean.
Here is just some things about me:
I can be deep and I can be pretty pointless. If I get hooked on something it's kinda hard to stop me from doing that. Once I start talking about something I can go on about it for hours and hours up to the point where I bore you to death but not myself of course. I can talk about a sertain topic for quite a while, bringing up all sorts of different examples over and over and over just to prove a point (even if I already proved it). To sum it all up I'm pretty annoying O_O"
And yeah I admit it too and can't/won't stop and that's the sad part.