The Big Day

Well, it's official, today's the day Mikey's moving to the great San Fran. (His parents already found new jobs and purchased a new house, and they found a new school for Mikey to attend, so everything's set for the big move and in a much sooner time than expected.)

So Mikey broke up with me and told me that he's gonna try to keep in contact with me as much as possible. I wish we could find a way to keep dating, but I'm perfectly fine with just staying friends with him, too. Besides, we'll get to see each other every one or two months. Mikey will probably come back here when his parents want to visit their other relatives, and Jacob offered to take me along when he and Mitchell go to visit Mike in San Fransisco.

I'm hoping that this long-distance friendship will work. Wish me luck everyone! (:

.O2. Pointless Rant - Life

Just because I got bored at 3-something in the morning and I need to stop spamming the cbox on Eventide (sorry, cbox).

[[ Note;; Innocent minds should not read this post. It has a few curse words and other inappropiate stuff. ]]

So to pick up where I left off, I hate hot weather. A lot. D: But the only thing I hate more than hot weather is what happens to me during those high temperatures. Now, being of African-American and Mexican descent, I was never light-skinned to begin with. I was always a nice, light brown color. But then summer times comes along and guess what happens, folks? My skin starts to get darker. D: Personally, I love the lovely shade of brown I am right now and I'd prefer if I didn't get any darker. But 'tis inevitable, right? I guess I shouldn't complain about that.

However, I will find something else to bitch about. Now people, I love wearing my hair straight, it makes my hair look thick and I look a lot better with straight hair than I do with my natural curls. But when it gets to be over 100 degrees, the last thing I want to do is to put a hot flat iron to my hair and straighten it. Also, I'm not exactly the best person in the world when it comes to hair straightening, so of course I tend to burn myself A LOT when doing this, which makes things only a thousand times worse. D: So during the summer I usually wear my hair curly, even though it feels like I'm wearing a wooly sheep on my head.

But enough about the hot weather, let's move onto something else, shall we?

I'm a weird little girl, I'll admit that without any type of hesitation. But I tend to my irritate myself in various ways. >.<>

Next topic: Why am I surrounded by fucking idiots?

Earlier today, my best friend called me, and tells me a bunch of crap that I really don't need to know about. And no people, she isn't just trying to vent our her teen angst and looking for a shoulder to cry on. Oh no, it was far from that. This little 13-year-old idiot called me, and in the proudest tone she'd ever used when speaking, and told me all about how her day went. She told me about how her parents are so strict and wouldn't let her go outside.

I've met this girl's parents before. Seriously, they've got to be the sweetest people I've ever met, the only time they act overprotective is when they're clearly doing it out of concern. But of course, this little girl had to go sneak out of the house and went off to god knows where. (From what she told me, it sounds like she got drunk and ended up having sex with the first person she caught her hands on, so I'm guessing that after she left home, she ended up on the bad side of town).

I didn't like where the conversation was going, so I just hung up on her and went back to what I was doing on the computer. I'm sure that I'll regret it sometime tomorrow and end up calling her back, but right now I'm so disgusted with her that just thinking about her makes me wanna slap her.

On a lighter note, did I ever express my love for music? Seriously, it's my life. For the most part, I've been pretty mellow today (as I've been for the majority of my summer vacation so far). The only time I lost my temper today was with the my friend on the phone and right now, for the first few paragraphs of this post. But now that my rant is coming to a close, I feel so much better now. ^_^

Oh, by the way, Mikey's coming over to my house tomorrow (or later on today, I should say), and I gave him full access to my blog. Don't be surprised if you see a new post from him tomorrow (or later on today, whatever). ;D

Hehehehe.

Hello everyone, I'm Mikey. I came over to Ri's house this morning to hang out with her, but she was sleeping (and she's a heavy sleeper too, she didn't even notice that I went into her room, sat on her bed, and watched TV for two whole hours). But then her mom came in and told me to go on the computer until she wakes up. And here I am now, playing around on Ri's blog with nothing better to do. Hahaha.

(Don't worry Ri - I won't embarrass you with my terrible typing skills. I'm abusing the spellcheck. :P )

Speaking of Ri, apparently she never mentioned how evil her little Cocker Spaniel puppy is on here. I might as well tell the world about the little monster. Dear readers, if you ever meet Ri, STAY AWAY FROM XANDER! HE'LL TRY TO EAT YOUR FACE! Seriously. Every time I come over to Ri's house, he keeps trying to jump on me and bite me.

....Yeah, I'm gonna stop talking about the little demon before he attacks me again. He's already staring at me. O_O

Hmm, what else should I talk about...? Ah, I know! I was at the supermarket a couple a days ago with my brother and his boyfriend and we were having "shopping cart races". It was so awesome! But then I fell off my shopping cart and hit my head on several boxes of cereal. It hurt a lot, but I was too busy laughing to notice the pain. Cuz I'm cool like that. :P

Then later on we left the supermarket and my brother's boyfriend (Mitchell) forced me to try this one chocolate pie-thing that he's addicted to ("Try it or else I'll force-feed it to you," as he told me.) It was actually pretty good until I got sick from eating it too fast. Damn, just thinking about it makes me want more.

Hehehe. Blogging's fun, I should do it more often.