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Friday, April 16, 2004

Mood: | Pretty messed up
Music: Bombs Over Bagdad Bai Outcast
Social: Cheena and Gar-bear

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This be the year that you won't forget....
....One nine nine nine


-- Day Three hundred and Twenty-Six--

I can't believe it. I had such a fucked up daii todaii, and it started off so fucking good! I can't believe mai fucking luck. Iight lemme take you back some.

Lately I've been talking to Shaz. We actually started talking on...I think....was it Wednesdaii...?? Iono I can't remember but yeah I started talking to her because one of our friend Miyana got us to talk and we were willing to start talking again. For those that don't already kno meeh and Shaz weren't talking cuz of some shit that happened last year but I won't go into that. Let's just saii dat's ish over and we're back to talking.

Well, todaii I was bored in Geo class and I was passing a note wiff Shaz, and keepin busy. I did mai HW for Geo class todaii thanks to Shaz so fucking Mr. Leeka can't saii that I don't do mai work!

Anyways, after that, I went to nutrition, talked to Launch for a while and then we went back over to Homeroom. Talked wiff Miyana a bit, hated Mr. Igoma and then went over to fourth period. Nothing important there.

Then lunch rolled around, had a nice LONG talk wiff Bra and Launch about something, and then it was time to head over to sixth period.

...That's when all hell broke lose.

See, in case you've been hiding under a rock or something lately I've been talking about mocktryouts. I've only mentioned it almost every time I blog since ish something that's been on mai mind for lyke....ever!

Well when we get there we start out wiff a lil bit of practicing the thing we're going to do. Now, this thing is to a really really REALLY fast song. Y'all just don't know. Anyway, we do it perfectly lyke the first 2 times...then when we get around to time 20 and we start fucking up. We're getting more and more tired so ish only normal that we start fucking up some more. And the more we fuck up the more we had to do it so we're lyke going all bad, can't keep up, and basically sweating to death in the hot ass Soical Hall.

We were so bad that Tiff, our captin, got soo mad at us. Jasmine, one of the team girls, said she had never seen Tiff soo bad. Well, whatever. She was mad. And because of that we had to hold angle for the good part of about an hour. We were on around angle iono....25?? and then I couldn't take it anymore. We're holding each of them for lyke 40-80 seconds and mai arms was burning. See...normally I can take them, I don't drop mai angles since I lyke to prove to maiself that whatever the other girls can do then I can do too. Well...this time mai pride got in the waii. I'm sick, and I was holding those angles, I hadn't eaten so it was only a matter of time before I fainted. I did, I fell on mai hands and knees cuz I couldn't take it any more.

And will you believe that because of that all the girls and I had to do a whole grip of pushups??! I felt so fucking bad. Olivia was lyke "next one that drops your flags I'ma kick yo' ass" and I don't blame her. I don't no one fucking meeh up either.

So....long story short...sixth period killed meeh almost. I sweated thro mai shirt, felt sooo tired, and then after that I had to come home and babysit!? What the fuck is this, Kill B Daii!??!

::sighs::

Talk about hard ass practice. But you kno what? Even tho I was sooo hella tempted to just throw mai shit down and be lyke 'You kno what fuck this and fuck you too!' I didn't. Why? Cuz I got too much fucking pride. If this is what the other girls did to get on the squad, guess what?! I can do that shit too, just as good as they do, or even better! I'm not about to let no one break meeh. Hell no! What do I look lyke letting someone get the best of meeh. Nah, you must not kno meeh. Ppl don't get the best of meeh, I get the best of them! I didn't wanna give any one of those girls the satisfaction of them breaking meeh, and when I did lose mai self control and dropped down I almost cried or something. I couldn't believe how stupid I was. Why had I given up?! I didn't mean to! I was cursing all kinds of things in mai head from then until practice was over. I felt soooo damn stupid but it wasn't mai fault! As if I could stop maiself from being sick or stop the fucking ground from doing all kinds of dips, flips and trips on meeh!

And to think...I have to do this shit all over again on monday. Not for only 2 hours tho! Nah! This time they doin the most and we're going to have after skool practice until 5:00. Fucking four hours! Never!!! I can't believe this! UGH! I just wanna crawl some where and fucking sleep for days. But...I can do this...I just need a day or something to maiself. Then I'll get back on mai feet and be the bomb ass shit on mocktryouts. It's all going to be worth it in the end. I can do this...god dammit if I lived thro pledging I can live thro anything!

Shiiiiit....

::takes deep breath:: oh...oki....Wow, I really needed to do that. This is just what I needed. After mai lil shower this helped a lot. I even called Mommy Stelly, if you go to her blog you'll see she mentioned it. I had to talk to her even tho I'm not suppose to call ppl outta state but I had to talk to her. I didn't care then and there, I just HAD to talk to her since I hadn't talked to her the nyte before and I kno if someone understands meeh ish her. We think alike, hell sometimes ish so alike ish fucking skari (scary).

Iight...I think I'm going to end this up. That's enough for one daii. I'll try to BBL. Iono when tho, not before sundaii, since I'm still babysitting. But I'll be back when I can. Until then....

.....HOLLA ATCHA GURL!


THIS is the real Hennessy
4/16/2004 06:00:00 PM

What you see


Pronunciation: Hen-nes-si Roy-se
Variant(s): Henny, Hen, Rolls Royce, Roycie, The Drink
Function: Noun
Etymology: Easily falls in love. Mild tempered but explosive when angered. Thinks with heart over logic, thus, suffers from a broken heart constantly.

¤Name¤: Hennessy Royce
¤Birthdate¤: Sept. 24
¤Gender¤: Female
¤Height¤: 5'2''
¤Age¤: 15
¤Eye Color¤: Brown
¤Hair Color¤: Aurburn
¤Star Sign¤: Proud to be a LIBRA!
¤Obsession¤: Shoppin and Internet, Football
¤Personality¤: Loud and Hyper
¤Instrument¤: Piano and Flute
¤Angel or Devil¤: 30-70
¤Relationship Status¤: Single and NOT looking


¤AIM¤

Only Comforts


¤Adriana¤
¤Andrew¤
¤Brandon¤
¤Star¤
¤Damita¤
Rheo
¤Miyana¤
¤Paul¤
¤Bozjanique¤
¤Shaz¤

Past Unforgotten


+04/01/2003 - 05/01/2003+
+05/01/2003 - 06/01/2003+
+06/01/2003 - 07/01/2003+
+07/01/2003 - 08/01/2003+
+08/01/2003 - 09/01/2003+
+09/01/2003 - 10/01/2003+
+10/01/2003 - 11/01/2003+
+11/01/2003 - 12/01/2003+
+12/01/2003 - 01/01/2004+
+01/01/2004 - 02/01/2004+
+02/01/2004 - 03/01/2004+
+03/01/2004 - 04/01/2004+
+04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004+
+05/01/2004 - 06/01/2004+
+06/01/2004 - 07/01/2004+
+07/01/2004 - 08/01/2004+
+08/01/2004 - 09/01/2004+
+09/01/2004 - 10/01/2004+
+12/01/2004 - 01/01/2005+
+01/01/2005 - 02/01/2005+
+02/01/2005 - 03/01/2005+
+03/01/2005 - 04/01/2005+
+08/01/2005 - 09/01/2005+
+11/01/2005 - 12/01/2005+

Wishes Unfulfilled



¤ Ipod Photo
¤ New Make-up Bag
¤ Louis Vuitton Backpack
¤ Red Nail Polish
¤ Von Dutch Jacket
¤ New Timberlands
¤ Video Phone
¤ Sorority Jacket
¤ USC FootBall Jersey
¤ Over-sized Frat. T-Shirt
¤ Just Cavalli (perfume)
¤ Fendi Purse
¤ Dooney and Bourke Purse
¤ Dior Sunglasses
¤ Chanel Boots
¤ Chanel Glasses
¤ New Digital Camera
¤ Roberto Cavalli coat