I LOVE

Dor Lap.
Jay, My Overall Sex Master.
Fran is Totes Gay.
& Becca. (yeah, no nickname. ha.)



;klajsd;lfj GREAT NIGHT. some GOOOD performances at Great Oak's Breakdown.
Shout out to iCON, Resurrect, Winco Thugs, & Agi-Lity. & some other team whose name I forgot. :/ Hahaha.
This totes made up for my shit week..
Performing arts english show tomorrow. Thinkin' of going. Support Mae, Jast, & Jay.
Even though Jay "... DOESN'T EVEN GO HERE." Hahahah. Fashosies.

Have a nice night.

04.29.09 @9:17P.M.

I always feel stoops when I look back on what I've posted. Haha.
Not much to report. Trying to get outta this rut. Feelin' better about things.

OH, tomorrow I'm going to this dance show thing at Great Oak. I think I'm going with Jay? Idk, he hasn't texted me back. Ha. But yeah, I'm going regardless. Gotsta support my girls! HA, gay.
Anywho, I dunno what I have planned for this weekend. Just studying, practicing driving, & working on choreo with Joy? I dunno. We shall see.
All I know is that I HAVE to get outta the house sometime this weekend. I just cannot be in my house any longer. Hahahah.

Well, I guess I'm going to go do, well, something. Hahah. Probs sleeep. Idk.



This is a terrible post. Totes sor!


-Taylord

Ahh, it's Tuesday. The day that sits between the worst two days of the week. Let's all feel bad for Tuesday.

Anyways, this week's been shit.
I've just been so sad & solemn. I know why, & there's not really too much I can do.
All of these issues I'm having I guess I'll just have to wait out.
It just sucks not knowing when exactly they'll all end. Sure, I know a few of when these feelings will end, but for another, I just don't know.
& so I wait, feeling pathetic & like a totes lose.
I just wish there was something I could do to speed up the process of me getting over it.
Buuuuut, I have no control of that really. It'll just be like when your cat scratches you; yeah, it hurts at first, but damn, shit heals quick! & you don't even notice it. I'm hoping it'll be like that.
ahhh, oh well. IT'LL ALL GET BETTER IN TIME! as Leona Lewis would say.
God, that song makes me realize things really are gonna get better, ironically. I just hate it now for that. Haha.

Anywho, Joyful Joy is gonna make choreo for me for Advanced Dance Tryouts. Woo!
I'm hoping to make it. If not, Intermediate is fine. I just want to be dancing again. I miss it.
Well, that's all I have to report. I'm gonna go YouTube surf & text with Joy & sulk. HA, not on that last part. At least I'll try not too. Fashosies.

-Taylord

I'd Just Like To Say

a big fuck you to how I felt today.



Have a nice night.



Edit @ 9:13P.M. ; I'll actually write something blog worthy ... soon. Ahahaha.

04.25.09 at 11:21P.M.

Tonight was closing night for the Dance Production. & God, what a fun time did I have. HA!

Yeah, so I get there & shit's kinda totes lame. No one's really there & I'm just totes eatin' my turk sandwich. But ya know, me & Tiff & some of the other girls all go outside & talk about shitty AP testing & college & yadda yadda. Mhmm.

So, Joy finally arrives. The bitch slept late & was lazy to get ready, thus her arrive at 6:30; half an hour before show. Ha.
Mmm, yeah, so we talks & schtuff. Mess around. Totes youj. (Pronounced as in USually.) Ha.

Hmm, so the show starts, little circle talk. No one gets pushed into the platform like last night. We're good to go.
So, show starts, & it's finally our dance up. I totes rock it. Haha. Yeah, fashosies.
Hmm, but yeah. Then we all chill outside.

OH, and sometime during all this, Jay arrives. I don't remem when.
Sooooo, ya know. The youj fun.
Me, Jay, & Becca talking about poop. Quite an interesting conversation. Becca has poo poo tears & me & Jay are just like, "wtf, no one has those."
To totes clar, poo poo tears are when your eyes water up when you're pooing. Yeah, wtf, right? Haha.

Hmm, so it's the closing night, so after we all do the bow, we have our 'lil' pow-wow.
Joy didn't cry really. I was mad. Haha.

Soooo, then Me, Joy, Jay, Tiffany, & Janine alllll head out to EZ Take Out after we took forever & a half trying to figure out where to go. I got shotgun in the car. Ha!
So yeah, we pull in at EZ Take Out & wait for the creepers inside to leave.
They finally leave, & we go inside. Well, almost.
Me & Joy were in the zone of being weird. Ha.
She tries to get out of the back seat, keep in mind this is a two door car, & I just push her back down behind the passanger seat. & close the door. & jay locks it. HAHAHAH. totes marv.

Soooo we finally get inside & Tiffany decides to be SUPER BITCH & make witty gay joke comments. I called her a stupid bitch. Ha! Totes effec.
Yeah, then Joy tries to get me & Jay to eat a fry together. Not happenin', but we took one as to where it looks like we're eating the same fry. Ha, I'll post on here totes eventch.

So we all leave, & I get dropped off at home first. I live, like, 2 minutes from where we were. Haha.
So I get out & go in the house. But oh shit, I forgot my stuff!
So, I call Joy and have her tall Jay to come back so I can get it. & they do.
When I get my stuff outta the trunk, I say "Sorry for always leavin' my junk in your trunk Jay!"
No one laughed. Hahahahaha. Damn.

& yeah, that was my damn good evening. Fashosies.
Of course I left out some details, but I'm kinda tired & don't feel like typing that much. Ha, oh well.


-Taylord.

04.23.09 @ 10:15p.m.

Blah, blah, blah state testing.
ANYWAYS, lunch rolls around. & hot damn, was it fun.

model walking, being coutore, getting my gay ring & glasses, crackin' jokes, & just being fuckin' weirdddddd. s'how we do homie.

Blah, blah, blah seventh period.
THEN, dance production rolls around.
helping joy put on fake eyelashes with jay while the powers out. HAHAH. fail.
having a good time & taking the time to talk, but really listen to others.
more silly dumb acts involving me, joy, jay, & tiffany.
zombie walking. HA. totes hilare.
OH, & the creation of totes hets! (totally hetero) bwahahahha.


overall, i had a good night. glad to spend it with some great new friends.
ya know, joy, jay, & tiffany. oh, the fun we have. haha.

dance production tomorrow & saturday toooooo.
more fun shall ensue.



totes awes.

Netbook, Phone, Zune, & TV



I have a technology addiction.
They tryna make me gotta rehab, but I said no, no NO!

It's almost midnight.

I know why I'm up still




& God, do I feel stupid for it.

I'm sitting here listening to "Trouble" by Britney Spears & I can't help but feel a little depressed.
I'm pretty damn sick of my life revolving around school. It's disgusting. all i do is go learn shit for 10 hours and then go home and homework. hetero.
I can't help but feel that my highschool experiences aren't up too par.
I don't realy do bad things. ever.
Is it said that i just want things to get fucked up a little bit; just to go fuckin' crazy and not give a shit about anything but partying? I think it is. I don't care.
I really hate that i hold this ... life standard on which i feel guilty for doing anything close to "naughty". even in the slightest.

take one puff off that cigarette? can't.
take a hit off that joint? can't.
go get drunk? can't.

i'm pretty damn sick of these moral obligatons i feel compelled to follow.
i suppose i can fuck shit up a little bit in college? i guess.
i don't really even want to go to college. i'd much rather just be a celebrity and go show up at parties and get paid like i'm paris hilton or something. but not as gross. LOLLLL.



is it just me, or does blogging bring out the heavy & deep depressed side out of people? HAHAH.
oh well! hetero.

deuces.

I hate giving titles.

Today has been just plain weird. But in a way that I like.

It all started off with me texting Joy & Jay.
Oh, the fun we had sexting. We're going to have a threesome.
Totes hot. It's been agreed it'll be a Jay sandwich in the straightest way possible.
Which, well, isn't very straight at all. Whatevs, works for me!


I feel like I'm gaining stronger friendships with the people that I wanted to, & if feels fucking great. Mainly, Joy. We love each other, almost. It's a damn beautiful thing.
Plus, I'm making hetero friends! Who'd have guessed?
Well, I could have, they're pretty gay for straights. HA.


Well, here is to my second blog. Well, I'm counting it as my first.
That little shit I wrote earlier doesn't count.
& stop juding my blogging. I'm a n00b. I'm expecting I'll get better at textualizing my fucked up thoughts onto this keyboard over time.
God, I'm hoping, since I realized this blog didn't go the way I wanted to, & I'm far too lazy to rewrite one.

Yeah, lame.

Well, this is just my sample post.
Woohoo, I have a blog just like all my other asian friends!


Fashosies.
Peace out girl scout.