21.

School has started? Senior year, what? o_O 

Okay, so my chapel talk is January 11th >< Now I just have to figure out what I’m gonna talk about? 

Anyways, I’m really missing Birdie! D: It’s sad not having you falling asleep on everyone everyday, dearie. Although, new friends for senior year? (Who are unfortunately younger than me, but still. Anna and Katie Beth~) So far, very light workload, only 3 academics, and doing awesome in Drama. Yay! 

Also, auditions for fall play were last week and I almost made it to final callbacks but I got cut from leads so I have a bit part, but that’s okay! I haven’t done a straight play at GPS before, so I wasn’t really expecting to get as far as I did, which is good? I’m really excited to do a show that doesn’t involve the crazy that is Bolden anyways, so disappointed but excited. 

That’s all my updates for now~ 

20.

Dear Birdie, 

I can’t believe you leave for college in less than a week. (Yes this is basically a HEYILOVEYOU note, you will read it or I will kill you). We have got to hang out before then? Um… Vampires Suck comes out on Wednesday. I get out of class after F period (ends at 1:52 if I remember correctly?) How about I come grab you right after school and we go see it? Yes? Yes. Okay, glad that’s settled. 

ANYWAYS. You’re totally awesome and I love your hair. (And I love Shea. You already know I love you but I feel as though the love needs to be spread around…. Like in a cheesy country song.) Honestly? I don’t know what I’m gonna do without you this year. Where will I be in life without all your random moments of distracted, your expert procrastination (god only knows how you even managed to graduate), and you randomly yelling out “THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS”? Plus your random dorkery, confusion, and general mindfuckery are part of what have made the past 4 years of knowing you so incredible! 

I love you, dear hipster, and you had better manage my band in the future or so help me god I will HUNT YOU DOWN.

Love, the AP to your KK~ 

Chloezee. <3 

singingvows:

shitmygaybestfriendsays:

Me (The Gay Best Friend): shitmygaybestfriendsays.tumblr.com

My Friend: Awwwww! It’s like my life on a website!

HEY CHLOE HEY HEY HEY LOOK IT’S OURS :DDD

YES~~~ I FEEL SO FUCKING ACCOMPLISHED RIGHT NOW

19.

I’ve been feeling lonely. 

I don’t know, maybe it was the crazy amount of romantic episodes on Nickelodeon that I really shouldn’t have watched because I knew it would make me feel terrible but, I don’t know. I mean, I’m pretty pathetic. You know what I did last night? I cut up t-shirts. And tonight? I took a bath, sang at the top of my lungs because no one was home, went to Steak and Shake then watched Nickelodeon for 3 hours. And now I’m sitting in my room drinking water out of a flask (aka vaguely pretending I have an ounce of hardcore in my body). 

I’m 17. I should be out doing something bold and interesting. Partying or getting drunk off of something pathetically low in alcohol or…. I don’t know *something*. The point is that I should be out. 

I went to the mall with some friends yesterday and there was a pretty attractive guy working at Journeys. I texted my best friend Jordan about this later (she couldn’t be there because she had volleyball practice) and she said that I should deliberately fall over in front of him and let the contents of my purse spill out in front of him and see if he helps me (apparently she was oblivious to the fact that he works there and would probably get fired for not helping a potential customer). So apparently I have fallen to having to trip in front of guys to get them to notice me. Beautiful. 

Oh well. Must wait until I’m skinny. 

18.

I really need to get better at actually keeping up with this thing. o_O

Anyways, I’m in school right now. I’ve been feeling kinda blah for the past day or so, don’t really know why. I need to write, I know that much. Ergo, I need to make another playlist of my “hey, I’m a little emo kid poser” music! Yay! Haha, pretty much like…. We the Kings, Mariana’s Trench, Fall Out Boy, Paramore. That sort of stuff. Helps me write, for some bizarre reason.

Taylor took her ADD meds today and yesterday…. BOOOOOO. She’s always really moody when she’s on her meds because they make her feel sick. I understand why she has to take them, but she drives me INSANE when she’s on them. Oh, well. Hopefully they’ll have worn off by tonight when we hang out.

So… Annie? Have I mentioned Annie before? Yes/no? I don’t remember, but the Spring Musical this year is Annie. I absolutely hate the girl who got the role of Annie, so I’m hoping I can avoid her as much as possible. I have like… This painfully minor role in the chorus, but whatever. Was having fun with it until on Tuesday during practice I had to learn to waltz (god knows why) with this guy who I stand with during our number. Taylor and Birdie spend like half of practice whispering to each other about something, and finally after practice Birdie texted me and told me what they were whispering about. “We just think that you and Graham would make a cute couple…” ………… AWKWARD. So now that’s all I can think about during practice and it’s INCREDIBLY AWKWARD.

I’ll just have to deal, I guess.

I’m going out for dinner and a movie with Jordan and Taylor tonight after play practice. We finished practice early yesterday so I’m hoping that’ll happen again today so we can split and go hang out. We’ll just have to see, I guess.

17.

Trying to get back to semi-regular posts, are we, Chloe?

Why, yes, we are. I’ll probably epically fail at it, but, hey, worth a shot.

So, started back to school last Tuesday. All fine and dandy (well, as fine and dandy as your junior year of high school can really be). And then, 3:30 AM, EST I wake up, sweating profusely and horribly nauseous. I crawl into the bathroom and lay there on the floor for a good couple minutes before puking my guts up (not to mention the homemade onion soup I’d had for dinner. Talk about something I’ll never be able to eat again). Three times. After that I felt okay. Not good, obviously, but I was relatively sure I wasn’t going to throw up again. I was still really hot and figured I’d just thrown up because I’d over heated. So, I changed into shorts and a t-shirt and go back to sleep.

6:45 AM- my dad comes in to wake me up for school and see how I’m feeling. He hands me a big glass of orange juice and two dayquil. “Here, drink this and take these. It’ll make you feel better.” So, I did. Then told him about my 3 AM puking extravaganza. No pity from him. “Go take a shower. You’ll be fine.” So, I did. I felt weak and nauseous and clammy the entire time. I couldn’t stay stood up long enough to wash the shampoo out of my hair. I finish my shower and wrap myself in a towel and sit on the side of the bath tub. “Sweetie, are you okay? You’ve been in there an awful long time.” My dad sticks his head around my bedroom door and hands me a mug of tea. “Dad, put it on the counter.”

“Why?”

“I’m gonna throw up again.”

And, I did. Three more times. Have you ever thrown up orange juice? Not pleasant.

So, one doctor, one 100.5 degree fever, and one prescription later.

No flu.

No strep.

Just crud. Nasty, nasty crud.

Good thing is- I got to spend 3 days bundled up on the couch watching my sister’s Friends DVDs.

Bad thing is- I missed a day and a half of school which I now have to make up and didn’t get to enjoy my snow day.

Ah well. Que Sera Sera.

16.

Wow, long time no post o_____O. So, I believe a catch-up is in order here.

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned my maternal grandfather in this blog before or not, but he’s been battling really bad cancer for about two years now. What with that and the fact that he’s diabetic, he’s in really bad shape right now. My mom left for England on Friday, and she’s going to stay there with him and my grandmother until it’s over. Then me and my dad and my sister will fly over there for the funeral. It’s really sad but I’m alright right now because it hasn’t sunk in yet for me. For his sake I just hope it’s sooner rather than later. The poor man’s suffered enough.

Genny and I- not talking. I’d like for it to stay that way.

Christmas vacation has been awesome. Hung out with my friends, got a new iHome, a wool pea coat, new jeans, a black babydoll sweater, black&blue plaid flats, 2 necklaces, earrings, a bathrobe, new pajamas, comfy lounge pants, a book of sheet music, a purse, hair dye, a keychain, new animal bands, and Russian tea, hot chocolate, and fudge. So, pretty good haul if I do say so :).

On a less happy note, the Planet closed on New Year’s. Closed as in, went out of business. Although, there is a chance that some of the regulars are going to buy it from the bank and let my mom run it! Which is good news! (Mainly because my mom would love it but also because I’ve got my eye on hot kitchen boy ;), but more on that later.)

It’s currently 12:45 am, and I start back to school in 7 hours. I’ve been coughing up a storm all day so let’s hope that doesn’t get any worse. And of course my very first class on Tuesday just happens to be the class I’m trying to switch out of >:|. Oh well, que sera, sera.

"Today, while taking a walk outside, I passed a girl who looked about 11. She was singing “santa clause is coming to town” but with some of the words changed. I didn’t realise what she was singing until I heard “he sees you when you’re sleeping. you knows when you’re awake. his name is edward cullen so be ready to get raped.” you have restored my faith in today’s youth, little girl. MLIA"

— MLIA