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I'm writing in this blog to contain myself right now. I'm abandoning you. I'm sorry. I have no followers. Except one. And I made her follow me. I don't feel guilty. But I will still be updating Hopping Bean. Yay!!!
Bye bye bye bye

waiting...

so im sitting in my family room, waiting. waiting for what? waiting for something to do, of course.

Skip those stupid DAY ONE THINGS, OKAY??? I'm officially starting today. I don't care if I've already said that, however, I'm following through with my deadline. Starting now, the official project has started. wish me luck. i'll need it...

On The Wall (DAY ONE)

So today, I decided to take a look over a the "TABLES". A.K.A., where the groups sit. The Populars were all wearing their advertising t-shirts, flashing around their money, the wannabee flashing off her ONLY and LAST abercrombie & fitch t-shirt. I saw the boys, with their way too long hair, skinny jeans, and always flipping that obnoxious fluff on their heads. They goggled at the girls, pushing people out of the way, reluctant to include the wannabee.

Then, I saw where the "nerds" sit. I actually sat there today, seeing what they do at lunch. Obviously, homework and work that's due in 3 years!!! The nerds DID have some acne, chubbiness to them, and oily hair. They don't KNOW what they sort of look like. Only one of the unknown nerds straightens her hair. She's my friend, though...

Then there were the normal people, spilling milk over eachother, laughing. They had a look of confidence on their faces. There's not much to say about the norms., because they're normal...

There are many things to accomplish on this long journey, so I'm setting myself a deadline!! I think that the deadline should be June 27th, what do ya say?!

11:58 pm

i know that it's almost early in the morning, however while my friend and i were playing Beatles Rock Band Drums and Guitar with our TOES, I typed up these ideas. They're for the cards to anonymously give to people. I just would LOVE to change our school, emulate people, and ban cliques!

sucess is sweet

okay...

so i'm at a friends house. And we were looking at my unsucessful blogs...like juicy fruit. And i have to admit--i spelled JUICY wrong. I spelled it J-U-C-I-Y!!! ugh.

Now, we looked back at my first blog post. And I said something that I totally regret. I talked about my typing teacher. And guess what happened to her? SHE DIED.
I feel so bad now, because on friday, the day before she died, I said (in quotes!)
"UGH! I wish _ _. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ would DIE!!! And I felt so super bad. Now, if this has ever happened to you, don't consider yourself a bad person. Even though I did. Please comment soon on what I should experiment. If anyone is even reading this. I doubt it. Who knows? Maybe I could be famous someday, and the world of POPULARS!! Peace out.

I'm sorry, _ _ _ _ _.

So, you know how nerds ask the populars out? Well--I just hate people getting turned down. I also hate when people down turn down the T.V. Especially when you're listening to a really good soundtrack!! Anyway, back to the point. The other day in the lunch room, at school, a girl I know and talk to during band went up to a really self-centered jock. I won't say names, which I know, might be disappointing, but she just walked right up to him. And you know what he DID? Just said: "Excuse me, Julia (which isn't her name!), but you're in my way. Could you move?" And the look of disappointment mad me frown. Why do people have to be so self-centered? I don't know. And this is where I'm planning to do my experiment. In school, and out of it, I want to stop these clique's. Everyone should live like a fly. Exactly.

like a fly

Well then...I don't really know HOW to blog, however, Living like a fly isn't what it seems...

People say hi to me in the hallways, sure, but there's something more. Honestly, I don't care what people say about me. Some call me abnormal, some weird, some crazy, some saying that I need a mental institute. And yes, I have gone to the bathroom and cried before. Yet, living like a fly is just like a movie.

There are certain CLIQUE'S, you see. Like the populars, jocks, nerds, normal people, and just the wannabees. I'm NOT a popular, who wears all these expensive clothes, and exposes themself like an advertising bill board; I'm NOT a jock, who thinks that EVERYONE likes them; I'm NOT a nerd, who is always in their textbooks; I'm NOT a normal person, who just doesn't care and focuses on school; and I'm NOT a wannabee. I'm a fly. And indifferent fly. Every description of me goes right through. I bet NO ONE is reading this, however, I'll be writing. And I'll also be experimenting...However, I DO need comments on how to experiment as living like a fly. Any suggestions? Thanks!

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