See you on a dark night

Guess where I am. At home. Guess where I should be. At school. I got sick and left. Secretly, i don't like leaving school that much. Sure, I hate it. It makes me so uncomfortable to leave school. What if I miss something? Then I'll be confused for the next week and a half. I also feel like when I come back, everyone's like "Look at Sydney. She missed yesterday, she doesn't belong here!!!"What if people actually think stuff like that?

So now I'm sitting on my couch trying to blog in my fake nails (I actually got them done at the salon! The phone of the Asian lady who did them went off and it was Ke$ha. funny shtuff.)

Look at dem cuties

I took me and my friend Nina to a salon to get our nails done. In all, it costed $45, which was half of what I spent that day. It was a shopping spree/ Sydney and Nina date day. Everyone should have a date day with a friend and just spend one whole check. That's what I did! We got our nails done, went shopping, and somewhere in the middle of the day, made time to go to a Mexican restaurant. Who doesn't love Mexican food? People who don't deserve to eat good food. One time I got harassed by Mexicans on Twitter. I don't really want to talk about it.

My boyfriend and I also had a nice day yesterday. We had a picnic! And I brought my camera! You should get in the habit of having a camera (or an iPhone) with you at all times just in case something cute happens. Cute stuff only happens when you aren't prepared. So either, you can trick Fate and actually be ready when you shouldn't be, or cute stuff will never happen to you ever again. It's a risk you should be willing to take. Or not.

He's so cute

Can I be cute, too?

I've got a problem that I cannot explain

Most of the time i despise the fact that I have an iPhone but right now I'm at my brother's football game and it's really the only chance i've gotten to blog lately.
There's something so beautiful about talking to people about things you're excited to do, and even when they don't approve, you're still excited. I was like "Guess what everybody! I'm gonna get a spray tan!" No one was excited for me. I was still excited for myself, though! I didn't even think about how everyone's disapproving faces and comments hadn't fazed me until i was about to get into the spray tan booth. It's not something you can make yourself feel. You can tell yourself you don't care what people think all you want, but you still do. That's what i did for years. Then all of a sudden, one day i just realized that nothing had broken my spirits; that's when i knew i really HAD stopped caring about other people's opinions. I don't know if i can tell people how to get to that euphoric place of doing things solely for yourself. It'll just happen. All i know is that being positive about what you like is a good thing.
Everytime i try to type "thing" on my phone, i accidentally type "thong." EVERYTIME.

I'm dreaming somebody would simply come and kidnap me

I'm pretty sure every single one of my teachers knows I'd rather be reading than paying attention in class. I'm definitely that kid. Any chance where I can pick up my book for even a second, I will. There's a slight problem with this, though, because I'm very emotional in books and movies and I'm currently reading My Sister's Keeper. I've almost started crying twice in school. To be honest, I don't think I would care that much if I started crying in class. I'd just be like "I'm fine. It's just so sadddd!" Like, why should I care what they think? I already told damnear everyone who asks me about my books that I'm really emotional. So it's not like I'm trying to hide anything. It's also like how I suck my thumb. I am less than a month away from being 16, yet I have no intentions of stopping. I will openly suck my thumb whenever the urge appears. Why does it affect anyone else what I do? I just don't care at all. Sure, sometimes I care what people think, but not most of the time. I fuckin' wear bindis and purple lipstick and my septum ring to school.
Does anyone even like people they go to school with? I used to like them. Then I realized how annoying everyone is and how I'm not much of a people person at all.

Something really funny happened at lunch this week. I made a peach tart for my friends, and I invited my most favoritest teacher ever over and asked if he wanted some. He went and got a fork and then asked if he needed to know about anything that was in it. I totally didn't understand what he was trying to say because I was like "Well, there's brown sugar and cinnamon and-" that's where he cut me off and asked "is there any MARIJUANA in it?" The two boys I sit with just cracked up and I was like "NOOOOO." He still didn't eat any of the crust though. The question is, actually there are a lot of questions; Why would I tell him there was weed in it? Why would I even WANT him to try it if there was weed in it? WHY WOULD I BRING IT TO SCHOOL?? He is dumbb!

I really just had to think of stuff to say because I wanted to post something. ack