NO!!!!!!!!!
WHY????
POR QUE?????
Maryanne Blogging
hands that smell like onions
About the author
My name is Maryanne. I've been keeping this blog since the end of my eighth grade year (May 2009). I went to a private parochial school, and I was in the same class with the same people for nine years (K-8). I created this because I was so super scared about going to public high school and I wanted to document my journey for other people scared of high school. But here's what I realized about high school: it's not a journey, it's a transition. So if you're worried about high school, by the end of the first week you'll be fine. High school won't change your life. It's more like it exposes you to the real world (Take this with a grain of salt. I'm sure the real world sucks way more than high school. Of course, this could very well depend on your situation). This is too long. But I feel if you're to read anything from my blog, it's what you have just read. So. Yeah.
Elsewhere
No matter how powerful and real your feelings may be for someone, if that person cannot fully and honestly return them and therefore actively love you back, these feelings mean nothing. Being lonely, being alone, for many people, sucks. I get it, I get it, I get it. But still I have to say that yes, my belief is that being with somebody who makes you feel shitty or doesn’t honor the person you are is worse. Life is hard enough as it is without choosing someone difficult to share it with. You deserve to be with someone who is nice to you all the time.
Thanksgiving!
It’s so good!
NO PLEASE! HAHAHA
PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE LOL
lollllllllllll!!!!
Gross Flashback
Ugh. That was so weird. I don’t know why, but Be Somebody came on, and I totally flashed back to summer. And I remember the heat, the waiting, the boredom.
It’s sunny today, but I like it. I just don’t like to think that it’s November. The sky is blue purple. I keep looking at it and seeing light blue and light purple.
Oh yeah, I finished this book called The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. It’s the greatest and the worst book ever. It’s so good, but so sad. I finished last night at around 1 a.m., and I had a sad dream. All my permanent molar teeth were loose and about ready to fall out. You know how you could feel them holding by only a few “strings”? Well, that’s what that felt like. They fell out, so I told my parents. And they were in a rush to get me to the dentist, but they wouldn’t let me bring my fallen out teeth. I tried to get them in my hand, but they’d always fall out of my hand. So I ended up going to the dentist. But, I woke up before I had to sit in the chair or whatever. Or maybe I just stopped dreaming.
On girl meets boy.
Here’s the story: girl meets boy. girl likes boy. boy is out of her league. girl and boy become friends. better friends. best friends. girl falls in love with boy. girl overanalyzes everything that boy does. this causes drama. boy eventually walks away from friendship. girl and boy get back in contact. girl tries not to be passive agressive this time and just asks him what’s going on. boy calls girl out for overanalyzing the shit out of everything again. girl and boy talk. girl gets upset and asks boy to call her. says she misses him. boy tells girl he will. boy never calls or anything. girl texts him a week later about something else. they talk. what the fuck is going on with the boy?
Boy likes girl. Boy doesn’t love girl. Boy will never love girl. Girl doesn’t want to deal with reality. Boy doesn’t want to deal with girl.
Taylor, I feel like this advice was sort of made for you about Conor. I think if you realize this, then you can be super duper happy with Bubby.
Pitchfork: I really like the cover of the record, which looks like a re-imagining of the famous RCA logo.
Julian Casablancas: I’ve always loved that RCA logo but it’s always made me super depressed. It’s called “His Master’s Voice” so I always assumed the dog’s master was dead and he was always listening to a recording of his voice like, “Hey, my master is in this machine.” The similarity between the cover and the RCA logo was almost a coincidence, though. We were just shooting the thing, and they were like, “Let’s take a few pictures with the dog.” That’s actually my dog.
Wow. I just can’t get over how much he’s thought that through.
Oh Crap. The Sun Came Out.
Dammit.
My Mom Bought This Spray Stuff For My Dog's Fur...
…and it smells so good that I started using it in my hair.
I like today because it’s cloudy and it’s November. November should always be cloudy. This morning a little glimmer of sunlight tried to come and ruin my day but I told it to go away. And it did. Sometimes I think the weather likes to listen to me, because I always like the weather. Do you think the weather listens to you too?
