I'll be 15. I'm so fricken excited. <3333
Woo. I'm planning to go out and treat a few people too. This birthday is going to be epic.
Monday, June 29, 2009
I'll be 15. I'm so fricken excited. <3333
I haven't procrastinated since school started and I miss procrastinating. I do have to admit though, it's so much better to listen in class while a discussion is going on rather than doing homework for the next subject which I used to do a lot. Today though, I'm going to procrastinate the whole afternoon and cram for the tests tomorrow. Comparing tomorrow's tests to today's, I think tomorrow will be easier except for Chemistry. Oh God. I absolutely despise Science no matter how good the teacher is. It's just the bane of my existence. When I'm President, I'm going to make Science subjects mandatorily for half an hour, and exclude them from tests, haha.
But anyway, today was a good day. The only thing that bothered me was the heat. It's 33C/91.4F today and it's not even summer. Good thing the school had airconditioning. I thoroughly enjoyed the coldness of our room. I didn't know how hot it was outside when I went out of the lobby. I started sweating. It's disgusting, I know. I wanted to burn my school uniform. The skirt is made of some thick unknown material and my blouse isn't exactly the perfect shirt to wear if you're going to sweat. It was sick. I took off my uniform upon arriving home.
I got on the computer in hopes of finding Ty online, but he's not. So, I decided to continue watching Harry Potter the Musical but the videos were deleted. Hopefully, they'll put it back up. I'm not yet done watching the whole thing and so far it's been interesting.
I just opened my Multiply today and surprise, surprise! I got an invitation from the Augustinian Herald, the school's official publication club. I immediately checked the site because it's bound to have some updates, and I was right. Our Editor in Chief already posted the assignments which are due on July 2nd. Darn. Good thing I only have two assignments to do.
See? My only problem is how to start the Opening of Classes news report. As far as I can remember, the only thing that happened out of the ordinary was the seminar regarding the Influenza A H1n1 scare. But I'm not sure that I'm supposed to focus my report on the short seminar right? Oh well. I'd do this later or tomorrow. Believe it or not, I don't procrastinate when it comes to my Herald work. I take this seriously. I actually want to be Editor-in-Chief or Copyreader by next year. It's been a dream.
I got my braces adjusted last Saturday and compared to my last month's adjustment, my teeth hurts badly right now. It was like the first time I got my braces. I can't eat again and I hate it passionately. Biting with my incisors is excruciating. Ugh. I should be used by this, but I suppose the fact that she added something to my left front teeth and changed the wire should be the reason why it hurts. Anyway, I chose clear as the rubber's color again. It might have been placed too tight. Oh well. At least I'm off to losing a few pounds again.
But seriously though, I'm very hungry right now and all we have at home are those biscuits which are a pain to bite. Chewing is easy, but biting really hurts.
Meh, I'm going to sleep this hungriness away. Ciao.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
(spoken) Elphie - now that we're friends, I've decided to
make you my new project.
(spoken) You really don't have to do that
(spoken) I know. That's what makes me so nice!
(sung) Whenever I see someone
Less fortunate than I
(And let's face it - who isn't
Less fortunate than I?)
My tender heart
Tends to start to bleed
And when someone needs a makeover
I simply have to take over
I know I know exactly what they need
And even in your case
Tho' it's the toughest case I've yet to face
Don't worry - I'm determined to succeed
Follow my lead
And yes, indeed
You will be:
You're gonna be popular!
I'll teach you the proper ploys
When you talk to boys
Little ways to flirt and flounce
I'll show you what shoes to wear
How to fix your hair
Everything that really counts
To be popular
I'll help you be popular!
You'll hang with the right cohorts
You'll be good at sports
Know the slang you've got to know
So let's start
'Cause you've got an awfully long way to go:
Don't be offended by my frank analysis
Think of it as personality dialysis
Now that I've chosen to be come a pal, a
Sister and adviser
There's nobody wiser
Not when it comes to popular -
I know about popular
And with an assist from me
To be who you'll bee
Instead of dreary who-you-were: are:
There's nothing that can stop you
From becoming popu-
La la la la
We're gonna make
When I see depressing creatures
With unprepossessing features
I remind them on their own behalf
To think of
Celebrated heads of state or
Specially great communicators
Did they have brains or knowledge?
Don't make me laugh!
They were popular! Please -
It's all about popular!
It's not about aptitude
It's the way you're viewed
So it's very shrewd to be
Very very popular
(spoken) Why, Miss Elphaba, look at you. You're beautiful.
ELPHABA(spoken) I - I have to go:
(spoken) You're welcome!
(sung) And though you protest
I know clandestinely
You're gonna grin and bear it
Your new found popularity
La la la la
You'll be popular -
Just not as quite as popular
Friday, June 26, 2009
I feel so "girly" tonight. It's quite a feat. Girly will be the last word ever to be used to describe myself. I just think it's a lot of useless effort. But as what Raymart had said when he caught me looking into a mirror and pouting (I was trying to remove the crap stuck on my braces), "Yiii, Hedda nagdadalaga na!" I was like, "Shut up, Raymart!"
I'm not being a lady, Raymart. I was just... cleaning my teeth, haha.
Anyway, I'm feeling extra wonderful tonight. =D
I heard in school this morning that Michael Jackson died. RIP man.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Today during lunch, while Alyssa, Syd, Janjan and I were talking, we started talking about plans after the finals... which is in March, but we like to plan early. So, we've decided to go to this epic place when Syd suddenly told us to stop talking about it. Instead, we talked about my birthday plans which is not until the end of July, but like I've said, we like to plan early. Janjan then told us to talk about it on another day because Syd might get so excited again.
Apparently, they made plans to go to SM Sta. Rosa (this was last, last week or so). Janjan texted Syd asking him where he was. Syd replied saying that he can't come because he got a fever... out of excitement! It was the funniest thing ever. Alyssa, Janjan and I were laughing so was Syd. Then Janjan continued the story. Mrs. Ty (my former Science teacher) saw them and asked them why are they only four. Janjan said that Syd got a fever out of excitement.
Oh my. I didn't know that going out with friends can be that exciting, considering that they just saw each other's faces the day before. Syd must be pretty hyped up.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
xxheddaa.mclovin: You don't know how perverted I can get. :
mirabelle magsino: ........
xxheddaa.mclovin: I'd rather you avoid me. xD
mirabelle magsino: now theres this stupid cat singing in my rooom
xxheddaa.mclovin: A pussy... is in your room.
mirabelle magsino: yup
mirabelle magsino: but what a term
mirabelle magsino: XD
A reason why I'm not a good influence. :P
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Ignore my last name. I love Shane Dawson. :P
This personality profile is based on the writing of Hedda Dawson created at the website: Handwriting Wizard.com - Handwriting University's Official automated personality report creator based on standardized basic personality traits as taught through Handwriting University's Certification Level Program.
Hedda is moderately outgoing. Her emotions are stirred by sympathy and heart rendering stories. In fact, she can be kind, friendly, affectionate and considerate of others. She has the ability to put herself into the other person's shoes.
Hedda will be somewhat moody, with highs and lows. Sometimes she will be happy, the next day she might be sad. She has the unique ability to get along equally well with what psychology calls introverts and extroverts. This is because she is in between. Psychology calls Hedda an ambivert. She understands the needs of both types. Although they get along, she will not tolerate anyone that is too "far out." She doesn't sway too far one way or the other.
When convincing her to buy a product or an idea, a heart rendering story could mean a great deal to her. She puts herself in the same situation as the person in the story, yet she will not buy anything that seems overly impractical or illogical. Hedda is an expressive person. She outwardly shows her emotions. She may even show traces of tears when hearing a sad story.
Hedda is a "middle-of-the-roader," politically as well as logically. She weighs both sides of an issue, sits on the fence, and then will decide when she finally has to. She basically doesn't relate to any far out ideas and usually won't go to the extreme on any issue.
Hedda tends to write a bit smaller than the average person. When a person's letters are small and tiny, this indicates an ability to focus and concentrate. This character trait is a huge asset in careers like math, science, race car driving, and flying planes. However, if Hedda writes tiny all of the time, she will also display characteristics of someone who is socially introverted. Hedda will often sit on the sideline and watch others get the attention at parties. she might be willing to open up and be warm, but only in small groups or a select group of people. When she is busy working on a project, it is common for all other noises and distractions to just fade away and her ability to focus is incredible. When she says "she didn't hear you", she really means, she didn't hear you.
Hedda is secretive. She has secrets which she does not wish to share with others. She intentionally conceals things about herself. She has a private side that she intends to keep that way, especially concerning certain events in her past.
In reference to Hedda's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Hedda slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.
She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Hedda can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.
Hedda is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. She needs to visualize the end of a project before she starts. she finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said she plans everything she is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Hedda basically feels good about herself. She has a positive self-esteem which contributes to her success. She feels she has the ability to achieve anything she sets her mind to. However, she sets her goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". She has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, she will not take great risks, as they relate to her goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, her self-perception is better than average.
Hedda is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect her ego when she feels hurt. She pokes people harder than she gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.
Hedda has a healthy imagination and displays a fair amount of trust. She lets new people into her circle of friends. She uses her imagination to understand new ideas, things, and people.
For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Hedda has left lots of white space on the right side of the paper. Hedda fills up the rest of the page in a normal fashion. If this is true, then Hedda has an unhealthy relationship to the past and has a fear of moving forward. The right side of the page represents the future and Hedda seems unwilling to face the fear of getting started living now and planning for the future. Hedda seems to be clinging to past events and spending lots of time thinking about what happened. It would be best to leave the past behind and move on. Stop crowding that left margin.
Friday, June 19, 2009
I don't normally watch Korean telenovelas on TV because I never get to finish it. But when GMA 7 had a commercial ad for it's new teledrama, One Liter Of Tears, I got curious. The teledrama ended today, with the protagonist dying because of her disease. Then I found out that it was a non-fiction story so, I googled it.
Upon googling, I found out about her diary and Wikipedia was able to find me a site with her diary translated from Chinese to English. You can see it here. Right now, I'm reading Decision (Part One). I suggest that you read it. It's very good. She's a great writer despite having started the diary when she was already sick.
You know what I admire in her the most? Her bravery.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
After last year's interesting debate match in UP Los Baños, I don't think I'd do it again this year. The Asian Parliamentary format is exciting, but I don't think debate it something I should push through. You see, I used to think I was a candidate for an excellent debater. But now, I don't think I am a fine debater. I'm not sure what Miss Miralles saw in me when she asked me to join the debate competition. Maybe it's because I'm experienced with the Oregon-Oxford type of debate. I'm not saying that I'm a terrible debater. That would be lying and I'm definitely not being modest either. I'm just a decent debater. In fact, I would most likely back out in such competitions unless I'm the only possible one left to join OR I was the first one asked to join (meaning, they think I have the skill). But I don't know. I've decided to devote my time to the school newspaper. After all, that's where I consider myself to be good at.
Okay, so I was just talking to Gabbs and she just confirmed that Arwin is really going to Brent (an International School about 15 minutes from CSA). He got a scholarship. Oh my God, I seriously asphyxiated. I feel so sad. Sure, Arwin is just a friend, but he is a good friend. I'd miss him. I'm not exactly sure if that is really going to HAPPEN, but anyway, I hope we'd get to see him again. I'd miss his jokes and everything.
Enough of that. :x
We had the Diagnostic Exams. I have no comment about it.
Next week, we'll have our Unit Test. Eeeeh. The only thing I'm happy for it is that we'd have half day classes.
Ooh, my birthday is in a month! I'm sorta excited for it. I've heard that 15 is an epic age. Another thing is that Harry Potter 6th is about to be shown. Yay!
Hmm, just so you know, I love you. (: ♥
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
-Allen; Social Studies time.
Today is Tuesday night and I'm studying for the Diagnostic Exams tomorrow. Everyone says you don't have to study because it will have no bearing in your grade, but I suppose scanning my books won't hurt a bit.
School was cool. Sort of. I arrived in the classroom practically breathless. Gee. Climbing those stairs takes the air out of me. You can see how physically unfit I am. Anyway, after that Arselyn and I went to locker and got our stuff and then Alyssa asked us to accompany her to Miss Cruzada's office to get her stuff so off we went. When we arrived in Miss C's office, her stuff wasn't there probably because Mira already got it. We went back up the stairs and this like, group of huge guys from our batch was walking by. I think one of them was a new student? I don't know, but whoever he was, he was TALL. He's probably around 5'10-6'0? Alyssa was like, "Why are they so tall?", and I was like, "I don't know!" As we were walking back, we saw Francis. He almost entered St. Boniface's classroom! Good Lord! When he got in the classroom, I said, "Francis almost entered Boniface!" And everyone who heard were like "BOOOOO" or something similar to that. So there, I went back to my chair and did some unimportant stuff when Careless Whisper started playing. When I looked over Syd's place he was starting to dance! Omg.
Recess was so much fun. Syd, Janjan, and Francis went to my place and started playing Careless Whisper. Syd was dancing a seductive dance which is very hilarious. Jolo and I were laughing. Allen was smiling because he was preoccupied with something else. When Miss Empremiado arrived, Janjan promised that they'll go back later during lunch time.
We had a game in CVE. I was so nervous. I'm pretty good with the prayers and all that, but I get a brain freeze when the line is taken from something in the middle of the prayer. Luckily though, our group was asked to write the Joyful and Luminous Mysteries. Oh, by the way, when the groups 1 to 3 were having the game, Frans wrote: Angle of God, as opposed to Angel of God. At first I can't decipher his handwriting. I thought he wrote Angle of 004.
During Advanced Algebra, we had a quiz. I got two numbers mixed up, so instead of 15, I got 13. Boo. It was purely an accidental mistake, so I was really annoyed. Then we had the Domain and Range thing and I can vaguely understand it. A few more examples and I'll probably get it.
We had a quiz in English. I got a 7 out of ten. It's okay considering that I didn't study at all. After that, we started on discussing the Anglo-Saxon Period. It was so interesting. You gotta love the English people!
Lunch. I was telling Allen about 2G1C and I suddenly lost my appetite. I stopped eating my sausages and just ate the rice. It was fun. Carla, Allen and I got into this conversation and then James, Jolo, Allen, and I got in this interesting conversation too. I love lunch time.
All in all, today is a bit tiring. It was the same as Monday but nothing can beat the busyness (yeah, it's really a word, haha) of Monday. ;)
asdjfkl;: Aw. I love you too. :]
Me: I love you first.
asdjfkl;: Haha, no way. I love YOU first. :D
Me: I'm always first.
asdjfkl;: Not this time, darling. ♥
Sunday, June 14, 2009
My Mom finally gave in tonight. I started bugging her about it while waiting for my aunts and she won't give in. On our way home, I started being so melodramatic and obssessive.
During dinner, I still kept on hinting. Finally, she gave in! I'm so happy. ♥ I love you, Mom. She gave me a dare though. I have to perfect all of my Unit Tests exams. It means, I have to get perfect in all of my ten subjects so that she'd pay for the shipping fee. Since I am that determined, I'd do it. (:
Saturday, June 13, 2009
When I was watching Myx during the summer, they said that Metro Station was going to have concert at three Ayala Malls. When I saw their playing dates, they're going to be in Ayala Alabang Town Center on the 12th. Independence Day, and a Friday. Since Independence Day is always a holiday, I asked my Mom if I can watch it with friends, and she says it's fine. The first person I asked was Allen since we share the same type of music, but he said he doesn't like Metro Station. I asked Jolo and he's not sure if he can come. Same with Arselyn. In the end, I asked my Mom to go with me. I wouldn't have to worry about tickets since it's going to be free, anyway.
We stood for four hours the most? The conert started at 6:30 but they did an early performance around 5 PM to attract people. We waited for like and hour and half. The kids in front of us were short, so I was happy. But they were noisy as hell and keep on saying Paramore. I seriously think they don't know any song by Metro Station except for Shake It. Anyway, while waiting for it to start I looked at people. One girl looked like Hayley from Paramore except that she was blonde, and she was with the most buff guy ever. Tall, tan, buff, and blonde. He looks like the British Indie Kid Sophie and I watched on YouTube.
At precisely 6:39 the concert started. It was the most energetic thing I've seen in years. When Trace removed his shirt, the crowd went crazy. When they sung Seventeen Forever I sung my heart out. I made a new friend. She's a Mom who was beside me all throughout the concert.
This was Trace's epic jump. That was an accidental shot.
Blake. I swear to God, he's my next favorite keyboard-ist after Jesse Johnson. ♥
Anthony! (: ♥
Before it started.
Taking off his shirt.
His shirt is off!
Some other cool stuff that happened was when Anthony threw one of his drumsticks. I saw the guy who caught it. I wanted to steal it from him, haha. Then Trace threw his shirt and towel too plus his water bottle, I believe. Then Trace took off his shirt. Everyone was like GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!
The concert ended early. My knees were shaking when it was done. :D And so, maybe I don't like Metro Station that much, but they were great.
My head hurts badly. I've already took some painkillers but they were no help. If possible, they only made it worst. I thought it was because I wasn't wearing my glasses half of the morning. Sometimes it happens. I get bad headaches if I don't wear my glasses. It still hurts.
I was fine yesterday. Except that my legs hurt from too much standing and my knees were numb. But since it's a normal aftermath of standing too much, I didn't think of it as something. So anyway, upon arriving home, I started coughing my head off but I assumed it was after drinking that gigantic Coke I ordered from McDonald's.
Going to sleep was terrible. I was shivering the whole night. :/
I feel too sick today. My headache is getting worse. Ugh.
I hate this. I promised myself that I will NEVER, EVER read his blog again. But I did today. I hate it. He got me hooked back to that song. I hate him. I really do. No wait, I don't. IDON'THATEYOU, honest.
It's just. Everything.
Why does he have to carry all the perfection in the world? I hate it how he makes me envious, and yet I make him envious. I hate it how he talks to me every now and then just to say "hi" and I get all shy and pathetic. I hate it how he loves to give those sweet comments which make me blush.
It all started way back in 2007. I met him through a friend and I thought he was a God. He was good at everything I want to be good at. I was extremely glad to be friends with him. He was the nicest, and most sincere guy ever. He was honest. He was a good friend.
To you pal, I'm sorry that we never got to be so close like I hoped we would be. I drifted away and avoided you. I was glad that you didn't push yourself. I was happy and relieved that you understood. You understood that I don't open myself up. You understood that I don't want to get tight with you.
I am wrong, I admit it.
I loved you, pal. That's why I drifted away.
I miss everything. Our late night cheesy conversations filled with nothing but emoticons, our endless singing together, and just the simple talkings. I understood that we'd never get to see each other up close for different reasons. But I pinky promise, we'd go to the same college. You're a best friend to me, and I regret the fact that I avoided you.
We need to talk soon. I'll wait for you to get up for the late night.
I should stop listening to the song. It makes me miss you more, and I don't know. :/ I just. asdfjkl;
I love you, bffaeae. <3
Thursday, June 11, 2009
-Motion City Soundtrack; My Favorite Accident
I saw Ara, and we started waiting for Tzeska. Then a few minutes later, we saw Regine! Ara was texting Tzeska because it was almost 7:45. Then we saw Tzeska's school service, the big bus, and it was stuck in traffic way at the back of the school. When I was stuck there, it took us 15 minutes. Then Miss Grace went out and asked us to get in because it was already 7:45. Sometime near 7:50, Tzeska arrived. So yeah, we went straight to our classroom which was in the third floor.
So yeah. It was pretty much the same as last years. We're under the supervision of Mr. Rowell Vitug. :) And a lot of my teachers during the 1st year or 2nd year were the same teachers I had, so adjustments wasn't really that hard.
-Nickasaur!; Dear June
I promised that I'd tell you about my first day in school, right? Since it has been three days, I'm going to write an entry describing each day. That's how OC I am.
Posted by Hedda™ at 6:44 PM
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
I have no time to blog about my first day. I'd do it all on Thursday or Friday, pinky promise.
By the way, I'm going to see Metro Station. :)
Posted by Hedda™ at 8:34 PM
Saturday, June 6, 2009
I went to school just before lunch time to check my section. When I went to the lobby, it was full of high school students and they were all looking at their sections. There was simply no way for me to squeeze in with them. I saw Michelle and Regine and they told me that I'm going to be St. Clare of Montefalco which is the, not bragging, pilot section. They then proceeded to tell me who was removed and all that. Since there were no people looking at the sections for the kindergartners, I went there and checked my cousin's section.
Grade: Junior Kinder
Section: Blessed John the Good
Time: 9:30 - 11:30 AM
5.) De Claro, Shianne Olivette V.
One thing I'm thinking about it why do they get complicated sections to spell? They use the same sectioning with the freshmen. They barely know how to write, and they have to write something long as that? Funny.
Section: St. Clare of Montefalco
Time: 7:00 AM - 4:30 PM
12.) Damasco, Hedda M. (That's right, I don't have a second name)
It annoys me that Clare is spelled as C-l-a-r-e. I've been used to spelling it as C-L-A-I-R-E that I automatically write Claire whenever I am to write it. Hurray for compulsions!
I already know who our adviser is, thanks to Criselle. I can't say I'm absolutely ecstatic that It's (there I go again with censoring gender pronouns) going to be our adviser. For one, I have no idea as to how It handles students, but from what I heard, It's pretty fantastic and popular with everyone. But that is WITH normal students. Students, in which I'm going to be blunt with, don't do in studying. Apparently, we're aliens because other people see us differently. Thank God, someone finally admitted to me that they see us as people who don't know the meaning of fun unless it crosses our path. I was happy to clear it out with her, and explain to her that we also have fun. It's just different from theirs. I just hope our adviser won't try to impress us or be different because we're the star. We're just humans with extraordinary brains. ;)
Friday, June 5, 2009
Posted by Hedda™ at 1:39 PM
Thursday, June 4, 2009
I found my Mom's DVD set of House and I started watching it to get my mind of GCWCF. I was thinking that it's the somewhat similar to Grey's Anatomy, but no, I was wrong. It's better than Grey's Anatomy, actually.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Once upon a time, Hedda and Sophiepoopy were talking on MSN. Then Sophie started showing Hedda some hot people she knows and Hedda will say if she thinks they're hot or not. Then she showed a picture of Ezra Koenig and Hedda was like, "OMGEEZ WHO DAT GUY? -drools-" And then Sophie explained that it was Ezra Koenig of Vampire Weekend. Then after that, Sophie showed a picture of Sam Duckworth and said that he came from Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly and Hedda thought Sam looked like someone she knows from school. Then, Sophie said that Hedda should listen to both of the bands + The Subways (or whatever it was). So, Hedda went to the most amazing website to listen to music, YouTube.com and said, "Holy cow! GCWCF is amazingggg!" And so there, Hedda downloaded their songs because they were orgasmic.
Then, one day, Sophie asked Hedda if she has heard their old songs. Hedda doesn't know because she uses illegal stuff like LimeWire to download music for the reason that she's a such a cheap whore. Then Sophie decided that she should make Hedda listen to Call Me Ishmael. So, Sophie, being a nice rich kid, she sent the song to Hedda. Then, Hedda listened to the song and loved it.
A few weeks passed, Hedda was still listening to GCWCF which is a good thing. Then, Sophie continues to send her GCWCF songs for Hedda to listen to.
Then, two days ago or so, Hedda looked for covers on the internet to ask Sophie which of them sounds like her. According to Sophie, it was the blond indie kid. Apparently, listening to the covers made Hedda have a GCWCF obsession, so she kept on listening to the covers and to the songs over and over and over again, that even she admits had gone to the point of absurdity. But being obsessive and compulsive, Hedda still continued to listen to GCWCF.
Today is the 2nd day that Hedda has been repeatedly playing GCWCF. She drove her Mom crazy listening to it, and even her neighbors are already tired of listening to the same song over and over and over again. SO, Hedda was asked to put her earphones on whenever she is to listen to GCWCF.
Hedda thought that it has gone to far because right now all she can talk about is GCWCF, and frankly she wants it to stop. "OH NOE! WHAT WILL I DO? WHAT WILL I DO?" cried Hedda. She cried and she cried. She was looking for the best way to stop listening to GCWCF, when suddenly, a fairy came and played Jeffree Star's Lollipop Luxury. But it was no use! Her ears feel like dying. SHE MUST LISTEN TO GCWCF.
Right now, wile typing this, Hedda is listening to GCWCF and waiting for Sophie to get on MSN so she can bitch at her and then get a clear mind and secretly listen to GCWCF again. :D
Posted by Hedda™ at 11:36 AM
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
I've been trying to add another chapter into my story but I'm having a serious case of writer's block - the word just won't come. There's one word stuck on my mind though, and that's school aka torture chamber. Oh my God, after saying that I just remembered the movie Saw. My mind is filled with different torture procedures now. Way to go, Hedda. Way to go.
I was reading a few of my entries and I thought that I've been such a whiny kid. I have a new hobby now, it's called whining, haha. I wouldn't really whine that much if I have a life outside the house. I don't get to go out much because I have to accompany my grandmother, and my Mom doesn't want me to go, anyway. She thinks that all that I would be doing is spend money. She's partly correct about that. The mall is the root of all temptations.
Sections are going to be handed out on the 6th. I am not so excited because I have an idea of whom would I still be with during this year. I just hope that a few of my friends will still be my classmates. Like, I don't care if they cramp 50 of us in one classroom. I also hope that our school will have Spanish class, I'm definitely signing up for it if we have one. I'm learning Spanish right now. My PSP teaches me Spanish. Not the translator type Spanish, but real Spanish. Not dictionary Spanish either. Hurray for awesome PSP programs.
I've finally decided what I want to be when I grow up.
I want to have a golden tongue and golden fingers. Someone on Hex asked us for this info thingy to make a Hexville for the new Sims 3 game. Here's what I wrote on mine:
Name: Hedda Dawson
body type: Average/short
hair colour: Black
hair length: 3 inches below the shoulder or so. >>
clothing type: Shirt and Jeans.
eye colour: Dark brown / black
5 Character Traits:
1.) Computer whiz.
2.) Good Sense of Humor.
3.) Inappropriate. xD
5.) Light Sleeper.
Lifetime goal: Golden Tongue, Golden Fingers
But on the serious side, I've just decided that I want to be a Graphics Designer. It's easy to make money when you're one, honestly and I don't actually have to be in some kind of fancy company to get known or make a lot of money. That's the kind of job I want.
You are the words that leave your mouth so speak up, speak up loud.
For none of us want to sit
In evaluations taking notes for hours.
We're all sick and tired of waiting, lets set sail.
- GCWCF; Call me Ishmael