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If I was to make a list of all the bands I love, it'd be...well.... a really really long list. If I had, like a ton of cash, I'd blow about half of it on cds... I have no people who I hang out with on a regular basis that like at least most of the smae music I do. All my friends like pop. And most of the people in my school like rap and r&b, that's why our class name was "so fresh and so clean". I'm going to join the 04 club next year, just so I can ensure there will be better choices. It's weird being in a school where everyone loves rap and r&b, exclusively. I mean, my middle school was so incredibly skatery... So many people were into the same kind of music I was, and I didn't have to put up with a friend babbling for the entire lunch period about whether or not Christina Agulara gained weight, or the "merits" of Britney Spears. I mean I seriously do not need to know about that... ick. But then, they played a little Limp Bizkit, and some Linkin Park at the rally today, near the end, so I guess I can't complain too much. It's better than if they had played more pop music... *shudders* For some reason, I can't wait for it to get colder and start raining. It doesn't snow here, but I wish it would, because I have only seen snow once in my life. That was the time when I was little, and I went sledding, and went right into a bush... and there wasn't even enough snow to make a snow person... and I think it'd be nice to have a snow day, because you're never going to get time off for excessive fog. My room is the warmest room in the house. Always. And whenever my mom comes into my room to bug me, she always says "God, Kristina! It's so hot in here!". I know. She only says it about everytime she walks into my room. I like it this way. I mean, if I was overly warm, I'd open my window. I always feel like a bag lady in my 6th period class. I always have to bring all my bags with my; my lunch bag, my swimming bag, my backpack because I have to go catch the bus to the pool right after that class, and there'd be no time to go to my locker. But it is very hard to squeeze around people with a bunch of bags, and it really really hurts when people shift the weight of the bags by bumping into them, because the strap cuts into your arm... I was reading a little "educational" magazine in the pulmotherapist's waiting room today; there was nothing else to read but parenting magazines. It was about the '20s. If it wasn't for the depressed people after the war and the stock market crash, I think it would have been a fun time to live. Just like I think the '60s would have been a fun time to live. It is annoying to be lucid dreaming and then to wake up and not remember what you were dreaming about. All I know is that in my dream I was looking for something. Sometimes I cannot take this place. Sometimes it's my life I can't taste. Sometimes I cannot feel my face. You'll never see me fall from grace
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don't be afraid of the future. it doesn't include you, it only removes you.
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