i wrote Update Upon Request (be honoured, Maddie!) at
5:27 AM for you.
Note that this blogpost, being the first in many weeks, is just another one of those Jenniferhadabadweek posts. Here goes:
I HAVEN'T DONE ANY PT FOR TWO WEEKS OMG I MUST BE SO PITIFULLY UNFIT NOW. AFTER THIS POST I SHALL GO DOWNSTAIRS AND JUMP ROPE HAHAHA OKAY.
Anyway! Block tests over. Then again, there is the trauma of getting the marks back. Fight's not even over yet D: The battle's just around the corner and I'm like, EEEOMGNOI'MGONNADIESOBADLY. (Sorry this post may have a lot of caps.) Sorry, I'm not the valorous or the great or even the moral or the wise. Guess the world will have to rest on some other pillar. (That came from Dune, so it's okay if it didn't make sense.) (:
So my life is now dominated by the Magnums sitting in the fridge just waiting to be eaten (oh, Magnum, Magnum...WHY YOU SO FAT OTHERWISE I EARLY EARLY EAT YOU ALREADY) and the Ministry of Law Debate Challenge. I took one look at the British Parliament format and I went ACK WHAT IS THIS. It looks awful D: Apparently my coach is my coach's coach, which makes him my grandmaster. I hope he doesn't bully me. I'm so easy to bully. (Maddie, this is NOT an opening for you to launch a verbal attack at me--or for that matter any kind of attack. So back off, li'l bugger! :D).
I'm reading Dune again to try and understand it better. A-Lit part of me taking over! (Mr. Tan should be so proud of me. HAHAHAHAHAHA.) I don't like Paul but I will admit that he is FREAKING COOL when he wants to be. I like Gurney and his songs. He actually reminds me of the Bao! Bursting out into the right song at the right time. (: In the meantime, I HAVE to find Catcher in the Ryes and read it properly. I love Holden. He sounds like the really pissed-off version of my blogposts. :D When I read his stuff I feel so innocent and so proper. Not that I'm not innocent and proper. 8D (You see Stella! The main difference between him and me is the SMILEY FACES. Look at all the smiley faces I have!)
I think for two totally different people to have a relationship, you have to be prepared for snarky people with snarky comments. Some will come from people you trust; the rest will come from people who really have too much time on their hands (in which case, GO FIND SOMETHING TO DO). I have my fair share of raised eyebrows and "uhh..." comments when I tell people about my relationship, and that's okay, because I don't care. They might know me well, but they don't know him at all, so who are they to judge? Likewise, if people know him well but don't know me well, where is the relevance in their comments, especially if they are annoyingly snarky? (I don't know if snarky is a word. It just sounds good. And it gets the point across 8D). Of course, peer pressure is a factor. Big one. And it's not easy to handle that. But if you believe in the relationship, if you're committed and you're sure of it, it shouldn't sway you. It doesn't sway me. If people are happy for me, then I throw my arm over their shoulder and we walk off friends. If they go, "I don't think he's right for you" when they have no idea who he is, I go, ah well, and I put my hands in my pockets and walk off alone. A relationship doesn't have to be accepted by everyone. Even if your closest friends aren't sure of the relationship, it doesn't matter as long as you are. So relax, okay? I know some of your friends' comments are grounded because we don't really see each other much, and I wish that could change (so keep wishing!), but for the rest of them who really just want to get to you, I feel sorry for them. If their idea of a relationship is so physical and so to-the-eye, they really need to think about what they want for themselves. I know what I want. You! (:
Yes okay I NEED TO GO AND JUMP ROPE NOW I FEEL SO UNFIT D: I've gotten skinnier over the past few months (HAHAHAA) but it doesn't matter unless I put on some MUSCLE. Sportspeople must have some sort of standard. I'm clearly nowhere near sportsperson standard, so I have to do something about that. 8D (JI INN LET'S GO RUNNING TOGETHER SOMETIME. I SAY MACRITCHIE.)
Take care y'all--and steel yourselves for the ensuing trauma! D: (I can just imagine. "I'm very disappointed in you girls. How could you say that the house is a metaphor of the man? It's so obvious that...(insert metaphor here)." [Upon which I will groan and say, IT'S A HOUSE.]
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PROFILE
this is where i let rip, so be warned that you might not like everything that pops up here. but i do, so deal with it. (: .
loves
this is so subject to change that i'm not even gonna bother listing them down.
hates
too many, and the list would be extremely volatile, anyway.
wants
a place in Oxford University (good luck, jennifer.)
for someone to know that he has a special place in her heart!
to survive in HCJC next year
not to have so many wants (but who's counting?)