Monday, May 10, 2010

Soooooo...

My mommy helped me dye my hair blue on Sunday. Must say, it looks nice. :)

Saturday went okay. My friends, Nick and Jeremy, performed with their choir at school and they were AMAZING. The reception was especially fabulous. There was nummy food, good friends, and I got to rape, er, hug a transsexual kid. It was great.

Anyway, I gotta go.

Happy belated mother's day to you all.
(btw, I ended making my mom breakfast in bed and writing her a poem. I didn't just march over to her as soon as I woke up and say "HELP ME DO MEH HUR RIGHT NAW!!" in case you were wondering. lol)
What'd you guys do for mothers day?
ily
~Belinda
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Saturday, May 8, 2010

Ohhhhhhhh, I am seized with such a nervous sense of foreboding. Going out with Margaret this afternoon and all I am so terrified that either something's going to go wrong or that her mom's going to be in one of her moods and cause a horrible fight.

Eh. I've been having the worst anxiety all week. Can't relax. Couldn't do it even if I wanted to.
'-__-

Running low on money already. Argh... I need to get a job. This is ridiculous.
ily
~Belinda
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Thursday, May 6, 2010

Ohhhhhh, where is my phone?

I plugged into the charger last night, unplugged it this morning, and now I can't remember where I put it. '-__- Arrrrrrgh.
Screw it. I'm too tired to look for it anymore.

Found out yesterday that my so-called "friend" Lyndsey is a gossiping, back-stabbing bitch.

Apparently, she thinks I've been a bitch lately--which is not true. I've been nothing but nice to her ever since we met--so she decided to lie to me and tell me that my ex-boyfriend called me a religious bitch. Honestly, that didn't really affect me at the time because I could care less what he says about me, but the fact that she would go out of her way just to upset me is really disconcerting. I've been friends with this chick for 3 years. I decide to stop hanging out with this other girl Victoria because I can't take her mood swings and Lyndsey turns on me like this?

I mean, if she's still upset that I went out with her ex, then fine, but when I asked her if it bothered her while we were still going out, she said she was fine with it! Why couldn't she have just told me the truth? Honestly, I would've dumped right then and there if it bothered her that much.

Geez. I am so sick of people and their bullshit. '-____-

Ha. I just realized I was on youtube/facebook for about an hour and forgot to close this tab. Whoops.

XD
Ah, my ditziness abounds.
ily
~Belinda


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Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Eh....
My tummy hurts. :(
It's actually been hurting off and on all day. Especially in the morning. I'm not sure why.

So... I don't know if anyone besides Stephy noticed, but I turned 17 on May 2, so... Yeah. Honestly, so far it doesn't feel any different from 16.

Today was pretty shitty. The day before was better. My birthday was the best though.
My mom took me out to my favorite store, Forever 21, and bought me a load of cool shit. Then my friends came over, we ate Chinese food and cheese cake, and they gave me more cool shit.
We also watched a couple Sandra Bullock movies. The Proposal and The Blind Side.

In other news, my brother's in one of his moods and won't stop screaming at my dad for stupid things, my little sister won't stop bothering me to go with my dad to my brother's softball game so she can come, and I am just bothered. People have been on my case all day.
*sigh*
I can't wait for Summer.
ily
~Belinda
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Monday, May 3, 2010

A joyful noise.
You are all I see and all I want to see.
Oh, God, I can't get enough of your perfect, tragic love.
It's just so deliciously masochistic of you to love us sinners so much when You know You're allergic to sin.

[Chorus]
Because on my best days, you are everything I am and all I want to be.
Every win, every masterpiece that ever came out of me was You.
The only thing I can take credit for is my mistakes, but You love me anyway, and that's the best thing I could ever ask for.

You are all I hear and all I want to hear.
Be it with piety or in profanity, your name is everywhere,
And for every cuss I hear, I'll be sure make up for it with praise.

[Repeat chorus]
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Saturday, May 1, 2010

Glitter Break
No, I don't love you.
Hell, I don't even know you.
But I know you're lovely,
And that's good enough for me.
So get out of your cage of gray and beige
And get up on stage with me.
Sing.
[Chorus:]
I got magic on my face and there's miracles all over the place.
The ceiling split open, the clouds tore apart
To let the hand of God wrap around me.
Misery muse, you can't hurt me, can't even touch me tonight.
He threw me up into the night sky and made me a star.
So let me shine.

[Chorus 2x)

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Thursday, April 29, 2010

They named me poet of the year at the thing. I was ecstatic, everyone kept going up to me to congratulate me and ask for my autograph like I was a celebrity... and then I accidentally saw a pic of Dan kissing his girlfriend and now I'm back to feeling like nobody cares. *sigh* Isn't it pathetic that he can just drag me around by the heart strings like that? Geez. He's a very prickly cross to hold and I can't help but collapse every now and again. Anyway, here's the poem I ended up reading out loud on stage. It's called "Death by Broken Record."

She was praised by everyone from Sappho to Dane Cook;
Wanted by everyone except the one she wanted-a classic cliche.
Went home every day feeling like a massacred soldier on the front lines left behind;
Lying there, just waiting to die or be saved without any in between.
"Yeah, he's not the and there are other fish in the sea," she conceded to me. "But, see, he's my world and judging by all this swollen skin"--she indicated her swollen skin--"I seem to be allergic to all these other fish."
But he just didn't understand this,
And even if he did, it wouldn't have made a difference.
"I don't mean to be callous," he said, "but she's not my type. I like what I like and she's not it. I can't force myself to love someone I don't."
When I, a mere child, asked her if this meant love was just another lethal epidemic, all she could do was sigh and say:
"No, it's more like a broken record. The cliches and the classics are the only references that can be called accurate. And even if the mistakes don't repeat themselves, the problems will."

ily
~Belinda


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Wednesday, April 28, 2010

STEPHY--
I got your package! :) Thank you. It looks great and smells even better. Especially that facial toner stuff. Also, I named the new tiger Edger because... well, doesn't he look like an Edger? I've decided to make him a British midget tiger from the London zoo. I think Printz is a bit jealous of him so far because I've been giving Edger more attention, but I'm sure they'll warm up to each other eventually.

CORN--
Thanks. I'll make another lyric/song title thing as soon as I'm inspired.

EVERYONE INCLUDING STEPHY AND CORN--
How you all doing? Lalalala... I personally would be doing great if I could find a copy of a certain poem I wrote a few months ago and am supposed to be reading/performing tomorrow in front of a bunch of people. Of course, they'll have a copy of it there, I just want to find one in advance so I can practice reading it out loud.

See, I absolutely ADORE being on stage and performing, but I only get to do it like 3 times a year, so when I do get to perform, I wanna do it right and make it as perfect as I possibly can. Fr srs. I go all out on these things. I even come up with my own costumes, matching make-up, and sometimes I even come up with different characters to read the poems as the narrator. This is a huge freaking deal for me, so as you can imagine, I am quite nervous right now.

That said, PLEASE wish me luck and pray that everything goes extraordinarily well, because knowing me, I won't be happy with anything less.
Thanks. ily
~Belinda
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Monday, April 26, 2010

Oh, the Gagaverse...

I ain't got no Bad Romance, so I decided to put in a CD and Just Dance like a Monster until the Paparazzi left me alone and Alejandro stopped trying to call my Telephone. If I have to play one more LoveGame, I swear my Poker Face is gonna crack, but then again, I Like it Rough. Still, all these Boys, Boys, Boys with their Brown Eyes better back off soon because I don't want no Paper Gangstas.
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Sunday, April 25, 2010

Ugh... I'm sick and I have stomach cramps. '-__- Ergh. If I feel this crappy tomorrow, I am definitely not going to school.

Fr srs.

I feel like all my food has to be liquefied or pulverized in a blender otherwise it'll cut my throat open.

In other news, my brother Rob and his friend went to a show on Friday night and Rob got mistaken for Andy Samberg. lol Some guy randomly hoisted him up onto his shoulders and screamed "ANDY SAMBERG!!!!"
Than a bunch of college girls started taking pictures with him. lol Wish I would have been there.
ily
~Belinda
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