I have this feeling....

That I should never post again when I'm angry. I vow to never write anything (except for in my journal) when I'm angry again. Now, having done this, I'm going to go fix food.

Emotion

It seems that everyone here on blogger only blogs when they are full of some emotion. I'm pissed, I'm sad, I'm super happy. I feel like I'm the only person who blogs when their life is blah...that's the only time I can get thoughts to progress one after another....and I truly give you a blog. Or I write down one liners to try to sum up my day. So today, or tonight, or this morning...it's 3 in the morning, I have school tomorrow and I just wrote a five page research paper in one hour. What do you call that time? Anyways, right now in this current moment I present emotion!

Pissed: Someone, and I know I can say names here because they don't follow me (Thank God!)--but I won't, is an idiot. No, let me rephrase, a whole family is an idiot (yes,they're only intelligent enough to be one full idiot). But specifically the Mom, the "Ms. I'm a big super Christian who can talk trash about anyone I want to and ignore the faults of my children because they're just such angels." First off, let me begin...I have a youtube channel. It's my own personal channel, it's what I do for fun. I can say whatever the hell I want. Now if I make a comment in one of my videos about how much of a douche bag your child is, then first off) it's my video, what are you going to do about it bitch? And second) You wanna know why your child is a douche bag? Because you're an overbearing overprotective mother who likes to fight theirs child's battles for them and won't give them space to grow up. Maybe if you rip them off the tit every now and then, than they will be able to grow up and see the error of they're ways. But no, you're gonna keep telling them how good they are. So please, please stop talking stuff about me. Really? How fucking immature can you get??? Okay your child posted a picture, a thing that's automated. I came in 4th place on their "Top friends of all time" because at one point we were good friends. So don't say any damn thing like; "What's #4 doing on your profile so much, she gonna make another video?" How dumb can you be, it's fucking automated!!! And video, why do you think I blocked you from my damn youtube channel? Oh and the "I can make a video too," comment. What are you gonna say? Nothing you can say will bother me because unlike you I have confidence in myself to do not FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOUR OPINIONS! Do you know how much I want to write back and tell you off and reveal you for the asanine (I'm sure you don't even know what this word means) person you are? But I won't, I'm being mature. I'm note posting anything on FB, or any video talking about you. Instead I'm just ranting on my blog, where hardly no ones here, but even then I'm not mentioning you name. But I do have a message I wish you could read: GROW UP! Get a real life, instead forcing yourself into your child's life, and leave me the fuck alone! Do you know how glad I am that I'm moving to Washington? I can't wait to get away from trash like you.

I need to hire an elf

I swear, I need to hire an elf, or something. I need somebody that comes over to my house during school breaks and pesters me every five minutes until I do my work. I HATE school holidays, they give me the feeling of being of LSD. Espicially Spring Break, it has to be the worst. It's like a mini summer and because it's Spring Break you feel like you need to do things, such as go to the beach. FYI, I hate the beach. Have I gone to the beach? Yes. Have I done my school work? No. The only the even sort of productive things I've managed to do over this Spring Break are clean my room and film a few beauty videos. But I still need to write two research papers, do six pages in my French workbook, type up three chapters for my fanfics, and write 100 pages in my rough draft of my next novel. Not to mention, my room is messy again. Originally I was supposed to go with a big group of friends to the beach tomorrow but more than half of them backed out so the huge group turned into about five people...now I just feel like canceling the whole thing. In all honesty, I'd be perfectly fine sitting at home all day and doing my work. I'm a mega homebody, I love sitting at home. But I'm a person who gives into peer pressure too easily. My friends are doing things and I feel like I need to do things too. Facebook is murder, I mean why do people keep posting statuses about how they feel like a loser because they have nothing to do that day. Is there anything wrong with actually relaxing on Spring Break.....and doing your work.

Blah!

I'm just grumpy because I feel like crap because I've been traveling all day. I stayed at Marina's last night, awoke at 6 this morning, got into her truck and drove to Mississippi for her to audition for college band. We got there like two hours early so we drove around, searching for Walmart to kill time. Mrs. Marcia passed Walmart and didn't notice until about 20 miles past it. Now have I ever said, or even mentioned, how much I friggin hate driving around in a vehicle all day. I've never liked it, even when I was young. I think my breaking is usually about two hours in a car, after that I just can't stand it anymore. I feel car sick, I get cramped, I get sleepy, I try to sleep, and when I wake up I can always feel a headache coming on. Plus the whole time the sun is always too friggin bright! On the way home Mrs. Marcia took us on the scenic route, where we got to see awesome beaches in Gulfport and Boloxi, and she talked about her in high school. She had so much more freedom than us. I apprieciated it and it was really cool to see but the 'scenic route' took twice as long to get home. More time in a car means more time to form a grumpy Keshia. I tried not to complain, although I prob. did complain too much but it all honesty I could have complained alot more. I like to think I'm more respectable in front of my friends parents. As opposed to with my Mom, if she took me on this journey that we went on today I would have been whining for about the first hour on...now I'm just so tired, which makes no sense because for 90% of the day I just sat in a car. How does it tire me out?

And Marina, she made Perk band and won a 12,438 dollar scholarship. It makes me so proud...and a little jealous. I got to see most of her campus today and I definitly approve of it. But it still makes me a little uneasy, even though she's my best friend and I have lived with her for three months before I know she's not as an independent person as me. Not that she can't take care of herself, I know she can...she just seems like she need people. I can't imagine Marina alone, without people, without me. It'd odd, I can completely imagine myself without her. I'm gonna be totally lonely and spastic, I swear, in Washington there are gonna be a few moments where I might just scream. But I guess I'm supposed to worry for her, she is my best freind. But I am so proud of her. And now I don't have to hear her complain about how much college costs anymore :P

Do I need a title?

It's really surprising how quickly my good mood can run out, I can't even go one day full of happiness. No, it has to be ruined. Blah.

It's Spring Break. I'm on LSD again.

Prom Night!

Dances are something I have always loved about school. I've never been one of those shy kids at dances, I guess that's why I like it so much.
In school, unless I'm around my close friends, I'm terribly shy. It's horrible to know that I'm a senior and I still have these issues, but at least I've gotten better. Freshman year I would bury my head in a book and forget the rest of my peers. At least now I converse a little. But even now I'm still known as the quiet kid. (Unless, of course, I am around my close friends. Around them I'm insane) So dances are really the opportunity for me to let go. I love dancing...let me repeat....I LOVE DANCING. And I love when people notice me dancing, I'm a person who craves the spotlight way too much. (God, I'm really proving myself to be a hypocrite here, the shy kid who craves the spotlight) But when someone from school that thinks I'm a 'shy girl' asks me if I'm drunk --yes I do act that crazy--I just laugh. No, I'm not drunk I just love having a good time.
But prom was fun. I got all sentimental. I'm already a sentimental noobcake but this year I was so much worse. I'm a senior and it was my last dance ever. Plus, prom was at 'The Temple' downtown. 'The Temple' just happens to be where homecoming took place my freshman year. So my first high school dance was in this building, along with my last high school dance. I wonder if the people who planned the dance realized they made it this way.
Toward the end of the dance they played alot of songs that I am so glad they waited for. Dynamite, which I have loved since Halloween, and E.T. by Katy Perry. I swayed in the arms of all my friends and serenaded them, oh what a great way to nearly end my high school career. They then faded off to slow dances and country songs that are somehow always famous down here in the south. Blah! But then the last friggin slow song they played was I'll be. That just happens to be the first slow song I ever danced to at homecoming freshman year. The first slow song at my first high school dance and the last slow song at my last high school dance. The irony of the night nearly killed me! I sat down during that song, though. Freshman year I danced with someone special to that song and he's not here now. I promised him I'd sit a slow song out for him and it just happens to be the very first song we danced to.
After prom we ordered food at Taco Bell and went to Walmart to eat. I'm serious, just plopped down on the kid's shoe aisle and pulled out our fake mexican food. We weren't loitering, though, because we bought some candy before we left. I'm sure everyone there thought we were drunk there, I swear one cop was gonna try and use a breathalizer on us--he gave us creepy stares. But we would have come out clean.....we were just high on life. I love my friends and right now I love my life. This is rare.

"Drunk off of nothing but each other until the sunrise"
-Kesha

This post turned out so much longer than I originally planned it to be and since I left my camera in Teila's car, I'll put pictures up later.  :)

Sometimes I think...

Today I finally let people start to sign my yearbook. I came up with this rule for myself, that I won't read anything written in my yearbook until I'm sitting on a plane and on my way to Washington. I'm still having a little trouble picturing it. I've known since September that I'm going to moving to Washington and now it's so close, only 40-something days, and I still can't picture it. But it generally makes sense that I can't imagine doing something I've never done before. I've never ridden in a plane before. I've never lived any place other than Alabama before.....

I'm so tempted to glance at my yearbook but I won't. I'm good at following my own self made rules.

I currently have.....

.....15 days of school left. I suppose I should be getting all sentimental at this point. I am, but mostly when I'm thinking about what to write in someone's yearbook. Instead I'm thinking of all the things I still have left to do. I only have 15 days left of school but about 40 days left in this state, and boy, there's a mini bucket list waiting for me. A bucket list that has to be finished before I say goodbye to Alabama.

Show!

The last show of Midsummer Night's Dream was tonight. I can't describe how intensly I will miss the Alma Bryant High School Theatre Department and everyone within the show. Though this may not have been the best show Bryant has ever put on it is definitly the show where I have felt the closest to people. I will miss every single person in the show, even the annoying ones who I have wanted to smack half the time.

Challenges...

So I'v realized that I do NOTHING, and I mean nothing, on my facebook page. I get on for like twenty minutes each day, check stuff, and get off. So in order to cure my facebook immune disease I'm going to start challenges. So I'm going to do the 30 day video challenge and 30 day note challenge. I'm also doing the 100 day picture challenge. There is a 30 day picture challenge but since I like pictures the most I will do the 100 day one. But I'm extending this past facebook. I will do the note challenge and video challenge in here also. So each day starting tomorrow I'll post some little entry and a video. I'm also extending the 100 day picture challange to my Dailybooth. But I'm still doing all of them via Facebook.
So here's links to my Facebook and Dailybooth.

http://dailybooth.com/KeshiaLynn

http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=1692925517