BRIAR'S GOT A BOYYYY

So I don't really know how to start these things. Like that. That is definitely not how you start a blog entry. Well anyway, a while back, AJ and Jetta were on some trip with the choir group from school. I had to stay back 'cause I'm too good for that (sarcasm). For a whole week there was pretty much no one in school. The guy I like stayed back too though, so I'll just say, in a way it wasn't completely dull. But awkward. Yeah, definitely awkward. Since most of his friends were gone too (I think) he started sitting at the same cafeteria table as our grade. The choir group had left on Wednesday so that's when he started. I didn't think anything of it because, yeah, freedom of the world or something, rights of an individual and so forth. Anyway on Friday, again, nothing unusual. Until I stand up to bring my tray away. He seemed sort of jolted into action and stood up. As a typical girl I thought "whatever". Then when we left the cafeteria he asked me if we wanted to hang out and talk. We went outside then and he proceeded to tell me he liked me. I mean, he told me he really liked me. And he emphasized the really. I was just sitting there awkwardly, 'cause that's what I do, and looking away.  I did not know what to do. I somehow told him that I liked him too. I hate talking about feelings. HATE IT. We sort of made conversation somehow about something or many things, all random. Then somehow the topic of movies came up and he asked me if I would like to watch one with him. Again I said sure. 

But going into the future a little bit: I doubt he believes anything that I told him because I'm not one of those girls that flirts with guys, especially those that I like. Which is stupid, I sort of wish I could. I would give pretty much anything to be outgoing like that. And I don't even know if he likes me anymore. There are so many pretty, outgoing girls out there. He probably switched as soon as he realized how repulsive his reputation and social status would become with me around. Also that movie thing has never been brought up again and I doubt it will. I'm just really not sure of anything right now.

Now how to end this thing. Amen? Done.

~Update~

Wow I have not  blogged in such a long while! So much has happened! (Not) well thats not entirely true, some things have happened. 

1.] on Friday theres a party I got invited to, its the grad skip day party {I'm not even graduating I'm in grade 11}  woot woot. I also got the invite to sleep in the guy i kinda likes tent, oh hell yussss. Im bringing Briar and Jetta to this party, their first party!!!!!!! 

2.] Briar and I had a sleep over in the yearbook room, which resulted in us waking up each hour in fear of getting caught and because the janitors make loads of noise until 1ish in the morning, we also learnt from this experience that the janitors do not clean the yearbook room. 

3.] I told Radio she was a bitch. The senerio went as following. I was late for class because I took a shower, being 15 minuets late doesn't concern my english teacher so i just went to my Shakespeare group in the hall without checking in. Radio is in my group. 

Radio: you need to check in you're late. 

Me: I dont care

Radio: (at the top of her lungs yelling) AJ was late she wasn't here now she is. (Smugly smiles) 

Me: Are you trying to be a bitch in the morning because its working. 

Radio: Im just letting out some of my inner rage 

Me: Maybe I should let out some of mine. 

End of senerio. 

Man I hate her. She ought to learn how to be not such a bitch, especially in the morning.  

4.] Briar has some exciting promising boy news! Ill let her share it with you! 

5.] I dont like anyone currently. Just kinda. I just like the idea of a boyfriend more then the actually commitment of it. 

6.] Jetta dyed her hair blonde. She looks like a barbie. 

7.] History class sucks but I should take some notes. 

AJ over and out

BellyUp

Okay lets take a moment to look at my belly. 

Jetta and I endured getting our belly buttons pierced. Actually it was more like Jetta sat there and didn't feel the needle go in and I sat there and almost shat myself because it hurt like a bitch. Most painful thing of life. I cant wear a shirt hardly cause it hurts to much so now I'm  borrowing my best guy friends shirts so I can breath without it feeling like I'm about to explode. Over bloated water melon is the equivalent to the feeling I currently feel. Tomorrow we are driving on a crammed bus for the whole day.  yippee. Or not. I plan to sleep a majority of the ride. Im going to pack now because out hotel room looks like the after math of hurricane sandy. 

Goodnight 

AJ over and out 

Belly rings and twerking?

AJ and I are on this week long choir trip, as a lot of you probably already know from AJ's post about it. During this trip, I learned quite a few things:

1. When I get hyper and have to sit on the bus for many consecutive hours, I get loud and annoying and think everything is hilarious. Luckily, AJ was there to entertain me the whole way and witness some of my best jokes. She regrets immensely the fact that there is only another 12 hours left on the bus to spend with me I'm sure.

2. People with British accents (such as our choir instructor for the weekend) are much more tolerable and easy to listen to than people without. 

3. I can twerk! Yes. I know. Me. Jetta. Nerdy, awkward, clumsy and respectful (okay maybe not that last one) Jetta. Yeah. I can twerk. What makes this even funnier is that AJ can't, which if you know AJ and I at all from reading this blog, should make you think that those names should be reversed. But no. And after I figured it out I was actually so proud. I felt rebellious, which is new for me but I loved it. I guess doing a weird and potentially dirty dance move in a locked room with no one but a close friend isn't all that rebellious, but for me it was, okay?

4. I think I may have a rebellious streak because guess what else I did? Pierced my bellybutton. Yeah. That's right. Pierced my fricking bellybutton. On pretty much a whim, me and AJ went in to a great shop and got pretty barbells with blue gems. Experience post on it coming up:D

In conclusion, I've enjoyed this trip a whole lot more than I thought I would, considering I was dreading it and got a snoring roommate and it was snowing in May where we went. And though I am most certainly not a badass, maybe I have a little bit of badassery in me? Me and my new bellybutton piercing would like to concur.

SORRY

So hey blog world. There's some things that I need to get off my chest. First off, I tend to feel guilty about things really easily and for a long time. So maybe some of these things are dumb but some of them definitely deserve to be said. So here goes. 

First, and most importantly, I am very sorry to AJ for ditching her table. I shouldn't have changed for Farmer--he should have sucked it up. I was trying to avoid making anyone unhappy and instead I ended up being a crappy friend. 

Secondly, I am sorry to Chatterbox for giving her a dirty look in the halls before fifth period today. I was in a bad mood and tried to give a funny friendly look but it just probably looked like I wanted her to  take the next flight to Alaska. 

Thirdly, I am sorry to Farmer. I am sorry that everyone made it seem like we had a thing which was probably embarrassing for you since I don't like you and you definitely doesn't like me. I am sorry for believing you wrote a nasty note and I'm sorry that I was such a horrible Sadie Hawkins date. And also, today fifth period when I tried to make small talk with you to show that it wasn't weird and awkward between us (which it is) and ended up accidentally insulting your mark on our test and making it seem like I was bragging about mine. I wasn't I promise. 

Lastly, I am sorry to unicycle boy, for having the weirdest fricking dream about you ever and making for an awkward bus ride (stay tuned for a post about that).

If I've ever accidentally or even on purpose insulted someone, I apologize for that as well.

Okay. *deep sigh*

That feels better.

Stay classy, internet.

Jetta

P.S. I got a new iPod touch today which is exciting hopefully that will help me to blog more...and waste more time playing 2048 *shhhhhh*

Fed up

Today is wednesday, the last day that I went to school was last thursday. Almost one full week I have not been at school. I hate school.Actually I despise it. If I could drop out I probably would except I know that I want a good future (one that involves my parents being somewhat proud of me). I can honestly say Ive never really felt this lost before though.  

Lately I have found that interacting with other people just really makes me sick, like actually physically throughing up and a bad migraine. Twenty four seven. I dont know if its because every aspect of my life just keeps piling up like extra baggage I dont need, or maybe because Im so sick and tired of how much change is going on around me. I hate change,I like to know what going on and whats going to happen next. I also hate waiting and surprises which normally go hand in hand, which would explain my strong dislike for my birthday,christmas, pop quizzes, meeting someone I've never herd of before and any form of anticipation or not knowing. 

Surprise.

Now you know. 

People change and Im sure Im one of them. I only have close friends because bestfriends is an over used term and somedays the "best" friend turns into the "I really would love to slap some sense into you" friend. Ive certainly had those friends (still do) and I've most likely been that friend who should have been slapped. 

Ive decided this blog is going to be a hate rant. Brace yourself this could get ugly. 

Welcome to my hate list ladies and gentlemen . (Just kidding I'm talking to myself because no one reads this blog.) 

•I hate that nobody reads this blog except Jetta, Briar, and I.  I wish we could use our real names and tell people about this blog, but nooooooooo.  

•I hate meat. I like chicken. Meat is just plain gross I could care less if it was an animal, I just downright dislike the taste,not a fan. 

•I hate when people change just for someone else and dont even realize it, and then they ditch their closest friends table for the dance just because farmer doesn't like the table group she picked and to make matters worse Jetta claims she doesn't like him but then why does she do what he wants and do what will make him happy? 

OPEN YOUR FRICKING EYELIDS JETTA. you deserve better then him.... AND WHATEVER HAPPENED TO CHICKS BEFORE DICKS? 

•I hate being adopted, I wish I knew who I laughed like,talked like, and over all am like. 

•I hate spaghetti.looks like worms in some form of planet Mars dirt. 

•I hate coming home from school and getting told that we have an event where we will be attending as a family. FOR PETES SAKE ASK ME FOR ONCE INSTEAD OF TELLING ME. 

•I hate the feeling of anxiety. 

•I hate my school because people dig into the past and use it against me. Not fair. I left my old school to get away from that. If you have that much time on your hands do something more beneficial for everyone.....for instance testing out the theory of skydiving without a parachute. thank you.

•I hate having adhd. I hate bring medicated. I feel cadged. 

•I hate the color orange it repulses me! You could offer me an expensive orange Prada bag for free and I would decline. Except for the fruit the orange, I'm fine with that. I hate Cheetos they're orange. 

•I hate having to do piano exams in August. August is my birthday month, happy birthday to me....I dont understand why you need to get tested,as if it proves anything! I can tickle the ivories. As my mom puts it.

ladefrickingduh. 

If they want to test me for anything they should test to see if I'm sane. Oh wait....

•I hate feeling not accepted. I dont feel accepted at school. Im not super smart, Im not really all that athletic, I just know how to keep fit, Im not super pretty, and there are people who can sing a lot better then I can. I dont have a purpose at school, and at home my purpose is to dry and wash dishes. My younger brother is a child genius. Both my parent have masters in something. Welcome to my faBULLous life of being a black sheep (except I'm actually beige and not a sheep)

Sure, things happen in my life, but not really things that are gonna matter in ten years or even next month. 

Jetta is like Mozart and Einstein who got stuck in a blender and poured into a super models body. Briar's got the brains of Einstein and the looks of Rapunzel, then add a dash of the movie tangled, and it sums her up. They both have the doors wide open for they're future. Im Allura, I like food and complaining and Netflix, I am going to be sneaking out the window for my future. I dive head first into the shallow end for fun sometimes. (metaphorically speaking) Story of my life. 

•I like freshly cut grass, just kidding I hate it, It makes me cry and want to rip my eyeballs out from their very sockets. Im allergic.

Now this is where I conclude this blog,rant,post,ramble or whatever you call all THIS.

*imagine a mind blowing  conclusion blurb placed here*

★  AJ over and out  ★

Mirror Mirror

I think its call an epiphany. Where you come to the realization and you admit something. Like yesterday night I received a Facebook message from my old best friend last night. She and myself had a giant blow out last summer which resulted in her going back to our old school because I was a major bitch. Anyways I shall name her MirrorMirror because she and I are so similar, we mirror each others personality, style and opinions without even trying and without even consulting the each others opinions. 

She messaged me last night and we started talking again, catching up on every detail that we had missed from each others lives, remembering memories and planning new adventures like ones in the past. Together we were and now are double trouble. Kindred spirits. Queen Bees. Mirrored. 

Its crazy how I now have my old bestfriend back as my sister once again . She also might be coming back to my school!!! I am so pumped. Sometimes I feel like Im the only one who thinks crazy in my school (Briar and Jetta are FABULOUS dont get me wrong, but MirrorMirror and I do amped up crazy which is easy because her and I are both head strong,Bold and most definitely not guy shy)  MirrorMirror can practically read my mind from just a devious expression on my face. 

I just don't want all the drama that happened in grade 10 because of her and i getting into arguments, mind you they were mostly over Farmer. 

Oh yeah did I forget to mention Farmer and I had a thing last year ..... and MirrorMirror is Farmers exgirlfriend. MirrorMirror and I always land up going for the same guy. Except now she has a boyfriend to tame her down a bit. *amen* And I like a guy ;) (whose not her boyfriend) 

Well I have to go to choir. But I am so excited, hopefully this turns out for the best and if not then I'm in for a doozy. 

xoxo AJ over and out. 

P.S. It snowed here..... I thought this was spring..... LAME LAMAS

P.S.S. I told you so Jetta ;)