Setsy: i'm a horrible person

today was my grandfathers funeral. I almost bit my tongue off trying not to cry and was successful in quelling the tears. Tonight, I was sitting at home watching Harry Potter weekend on ABC family and realized something which made me feel like a horrible person... I have cried more for harry potter, an imaginary person reading and watching his struggles in the wizarding world as he faced Voldemort and when his friends and family have died, than when members of my own family have died. Pets included, one of which also died last week coincidentally. weird. I wish i was part of the wizarding world, my dream in life is to go to Hogwarts and be in Gryffindor. I guess the closest I will ever get is the amusement park opening in florida. I will be there at the opening. 

Setsy on facebook, the new myspace -- trashier every day.

Heres why i have beef. I don’t usually have beef, but I do with adults with facebook. They have no excuse. It’s not exactly like they created it when they were in highschool, kept using it in college and all the  time up until they were 50-60. They just started getting them now, why? Was having a twitter account not enough? I mean I let you have that, I told you to stay away from facebook, did you listen? NOPE. And really, lets stop being an asshole. Its not fair when I ask you to do something simple, a courtesy you would otherwise do when I added please like getting the milk out, but you say no because I won’t friend you on facebook. When I am in college, I will. I have told you this, it will help us stay in touch, I understand, but when you are still living in the house with me, there is no need. Middle schoolers too, get the fuck off, stop lying, we know you are not in high school. Watch out ill report you to facebook. 8^th graders,  worldwide, You are skanks and bros, I cant wait. watch your backs.

 ps. dumb: 

ow. 

cold tofurkey

the REALLY?!?! list:

you found out my password with some geek equipment and made me have to change it. REALLY?!?!

you give me a bad grade because i hate you. REALLY?!?!

you make me walk ten blocks in 80 degree weather, carrying my backpack while wearing uncomfortable flats. REALLY?!?!

you are a bipolar friend who is nice one day and a cock the next. REALLY?!?!

you have class on wednesday. REALLY?!?!

you hop a fence and cut your neck on it and you don't have health insurance. REALLY?!?!

you tell people that other people want to hook up with you because you are a mother fucking fake tanned tool who thinks they're hot shit but really everyone hates you because you are so annoying and not cool and you need to stop wearing tank tops to school. no one cares about your arms. REALLY???????!?!?!?

Setsy update

so, i have started this blog without an idea of what this will be about. I am watching gilmore girls right now, facebook stalking, not doing homework, the works. Emailing people.... nah just kidding. I really don't like the fact that hockey has started for me again already. I am leaving for practice in north jersey in an hour. efmylife. 

i just have a question for the world: why is it such a crime for me to be friends with a teacher, but IMing a teacher isn't. Explain. 

Lacrosse is over, it is depressing. I do not know what to do with my time after school, obviously this. 

"Don't trust anyone" 

most entertaining site of the day: http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/

best quote from site today: (816): About to do something stupid. You'll be my call. Bring bail money.

Yeah yeah yeah, story of life. Yesterday I pitched in softball, you had to be there. I rocked it, hitting 2 people, walking about 25, with 2 strike outs. god knows how i got the strike outs, or why i was pitching, or why i was playing softball. Lax is already champs, we know it, we don't need to prove shit. 

what if i told you i was pregnant? this news should make for a more interesting blog. I am... not actually, just looking for responses. 

can't wait two more weeks. School needs to end. as does this post, over and out. 

things

things i have:
- time after school
- a runny nose
- a five page paper to write before 7 o clock

things i do not have:
- patience
- dinner, yet. thanks mom.
- a five page paper written

things i wish i had:
- a brain
- more friends/ better ones who arent crazy 89 % of the time.
- lacrosse practice. but only the kind where i sit with my team and dont actually play any lacrosse.

things i hate:
- my 8th period monday free. fuck you, you know who you are.
- teachers who read and dont respond. this never ceases to bother me. I CAN CHECK HISTORY YOU FOOL.
- fucking facebook

things that are stupid:
- english (pirate)
- cold may weather. whadafuxup god?
- burglars burglarizing on my street.

things i wish i had part 2:
- the car
- a book to read
- incentive to do well

things that scare me:
- almost every concept proposed by Watchmen
- bananas (nope).
- kids with guns

things i love:
- my bed
- my dog
- food, when provided by a parental unit. or by cin cin.

things that are dumb (different from things that are stupid):
- people
- teachers
- people

moderately cold tofurkey: views on marriage

something old:
prom
SATs
the bulletin board, spring '08
the black bench

something new:
june 8, 2009 - weeds, season 5
july 12, 2009 - entourage, season 6
fall 2009 - californication, season 3
the future - skins, book and movie

something borrowed:
money
gray sweaters
prom dress
facebook passwords

something blue:
bruises on arms of lax star
balls
away sports uniforms
mopey people

see everyone saturday at the lax game. i'll be the one sitting angrily, selling you snacks.

also, thank you, i-chat, for letting me know that my dad is listening to Boyz by M.I.A right now.

dont u hate when...

people only ask you about what your doing this summer so they can talk about how amazing what they are doing is and how excited they are for it?
the teacher asks you to read every single passage in class when your sick and didnt go to school and clearly in the middle of four different text message conversations?
people who you barely know ask you if your feeling ok but those who are supposed to be your friends dont even notice u were absent?
people never listen to you when you REALLY REALLY want them to listen to you and only listen to you when you say embarrasing things or sing the wrong words to a song?
your computer sucks and crashes ever four seconds and your phone wont update and you charger breaks?
someone sends you an honesty box message and u reply just saying "i wont get mad just tell me who are you" and they just DONT respond. how rude.

Setsy: story of my normal life

weird parent + weird parent = normal child. how? you may ask, well the genetics of it is simple, apparently i got my parents recessive normality genes. they appear like huge freaks and tools, but, hidden under there was coolness. lucky me.... anyways, weird half of father is usually more prevalent. for example... 

i coach the little people thursday nights in lacrosse at school right? well my dad picks me up on his way out of town at school because i dont drive thursdays. Well I put my stuff in the back, get in the front, and first words out of my fathers mouth (he is smiling like crazy all goofy like) and 

he goes: so why cant i find you on facebook? 

me: my facebook is private and I have to friend you dad, why? 

Dad: BECAUSE I GOT ONE AND I WANT TO BE FRIENDS!!!!! 

me: silence. he is completely serious too, I said, dad, you have got to be kidding me. 

Goofy: nope! i already friended uncle jon (brother) aunt jen, aunt susan... do you think mommy would get mad if i friended my college girlfriend who she really doesnt like? 

me: obviously. 

dad: okay thats what i thought....

car goes quiet. 

have your parents ever surprised you with news like this ever? mine do it on the daily. 

Reinstated Tofurkey

rain is really great. not. thank you, rain, for ruining my whole schedule of next week. 

what is not ruined, however, is my weekend. the most important thing is that corrupted setsy will be out and about. i'd like to take a minute to clarify our relationship to everyone: setsy and i are in love. we talk about boys, school faculty, and coolpantlucy. also, i like it when she sings the first line of "you". atmosphere will be great, but that is for another time.

sorry, community action, for hating on you. i'm a hater. i know it. but now i'm a lover. i've changed my ways due to a bit of good news and a 75 page email about 525 dollars.

i now vow to look on the brighter side of life until the end of the year. junior spring can s a d, but now that the tough part is over, i don't even care. good luck, 2011. 

the only good thing about the prueba manana is that we don't have dos pruebas manana. also, the senior in my class can go eff theirself because they do not have to take the final. but that's okay, seeing as i will soon be a senior. too bad i caught a bad case of senioritis early. 

i'd share some goss, but i think someone meaner has got that covered. 

oh but one real quick thing:
noticed by staff: demonstration of reproductive system in back of class. cool it, miss 100, or you might get in trouble for touching too much.

ha ha ha

and now it is done.

proms over. what do we do with ourselves now? if you want to know all "the gossip" please go ask someone else. i cant talk about it anymore. honestly tho who cares? now that its over, my life is shit because I have nothing to look forward to, except summer. which much too far away to be "looking forward to".

i would take this time to rant about my math teacher but i simply dont have the energy.
or i could use this time to proclaim my happiness about our FSL season for lacroix, but that too requires too much energy.

it seems all i can do these days is mope. pout in class, sleep in assembly (sorry, im not a bad person for not watching that movie, we saw it freshman year and it was really moving then) and ignore people during my frees.

im in pain to. my feet and legs and knees and thighs are so bruised. id like to think this is all from one incident of me tripping over the tent cord at after-prom, but i think its from a few unrelated events.

today, a teammate of mine made me laugh. that brightened my day slightly. i also learned a secret which makes me slightly happier.

still contemplating suicide. but i swear im not taking the SATs again. two times a charm.

looking forward to:
- continuing to sit here and listen to loud music by means of my brothers (stolen) headphones
- my social experiment of the night: responding to IMs with only song lyrics or titles. how much do people actually read what u say?
-being a senior (still)
- summer i guess... not even going there
- team sleepover. suhweet.
- atmosphere. mmmm.
- dying and becoming beyonce in the next life.

word of the day: ugh.
yesterdays word of the day: ugh.
tomorrows word of the day: ugh.