The date's gonna say that it's the 22nd of June no matter what i do smh.
Well it's not the 22nd, it's the 21st. And that means it's the first day of summer and guess what, here's your host, summer girl!! Ew, exclamation points yuck. So I'm downloading MITAM while I do this because I get limited amounts of wifi nowadays (i'll explain later on) and i have to use it wisely. roof was pretty windy and she didn't say a word aw shit it's past midnight. I guess it really is the 22nd, and now the date's gonna say that it's the 23rd, isn't it?. Life's so fucking hard. I'm done downloading mitam though. Let's see, what's next... So. I'm gonna be fifteen in...four days? almost exactly four days. Give or take. Ask me if I have anything planned, don't be shy. No. No i do not have anything planned. I know, I know, It's the big one-five, but I've been seriously busy lately, and my friends are going places and apparently I'm not allowed to go to concerts, so even though Jon Bellion is coming to freaking Raleigh and the tickets are really freaking cheap, will i be going? nope! I'm actually hella pissed about that one. Sometimes my parents kind of suck. Besides that, I'll be working at/going to a heck of a lot of camps this summer (see: five) and so really, a birthday party just does not seem to be in the cards. A couple of months ago, my mom said that she'd take me and my friends to the beach for my birthday and now she's basically pretending that she never said that. On top of that, the wifi in my house is literally going to be off all summer. It's a budget cuts reason, my mom's tryna save some money because of surprise expenses. Sure. Fine. I'm not a spoiled first world brat, I get it. But that doesn't mean that it doesn't suck. Especially since this means we have to be at my dad's house more often this summer which means less time to hang with our friends or just chill outside or basically do anything. Whatever. I'm trying to learn to take things as they come, and I'm not sure that it's really working yet. i don't need my love, you can take it, you can take it, take it Next week (Sunday the 26th, my birthday) I'm gonna be at my favorite summer camp in the world, so i guess it's not a terrible way to spend your Quinceañera. I might run into certain people that i really don't want to see at this camp, but i really hope that i won't. I'm gonna loiter around, posting stuff here and there around this godforsaken cobwebby site, so. I'm sorry that this place has such shit content. all the love khori xx. Es verano, chica de verano
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series of acronym alphabet letters series of anti-climactic nights because it was never what i wanted series of things i don't want to forget i just don't want to think about think about it series of touches that came to mean nothing I remember i used to get butterflies there was no reason for second-third chances series of This Is The Fuck Why I'm Cynical Now put too much meaning in words that were empty well i guess that's what happens when you think that you're loved and you think you're in love and you're inappropriately optimistic what's that? the sound of eight months and counting it's not all me, things have made it easier i don't have a cellphone i don't go anywhere it's not summer I don't wanna forget him but i don't wanna think about him no. no, nope nyet nein i don't wanna talk about it don't wanna talk about him or love don't wanna fall in love okay but at the same time i do really i do please ask me about it talk to me about it, okay, please i would really appreciate it A chance to hash out Where? Where did I go wrong? But I didn't. You didn't. series of sad songs on a playlist reminds me of a boy of a boy whose hair was long and voice was soft and hands were in the wrong place i remember i used to get butterflies Morning.
I'm in the process of song writing, and before i write a song sometimes i write what i want the song to be about and yeah so this happened. It's just an excerpt, and I'm not gonna give you a lot of context, sorry. "...And when i say how wild we are, I don't just mean our cutesy sneak-skip-hop-skotching tree-climbing lemonade hot day summer squad stuff. I mean our sneaker pounding slip out late slip out early legs dangling off of low roofs drunk off summer nights there if you need me we don't play no cards scream songs out or lungs no hooligans allowed on our home turf jumpin' off the porch like mom's not home kids of Torry Hill down death hill little brothers in creeks and all that trash talking parents and each other til irrybody wanna kill irrybody sneakin off to abandoned buildings almost getting caught we better run better run pulling obnoxious shit in public and falling out of backyard trees sneezing on the beat til it's pimpin' fire hot as hell just wait til we do what we do wild child squad stuff. I don't want any of us to ever grow up so hard that we're not wild anymore." That was directly from my notebook, i didn't edit anything. The song will be better, trust me on this one. Sorry for spelling mistakes I'm absolute shite at typing and I'm trying to hurry cuz Yawn's waiting on me to put this up (hey Yawn) All the love, Khori P.S. Spanish Quote of the day: Esas noches de verano So. Happy New Year.
*Laughs hysterically* Well, c'mon, it's not like you missed me. I dunno I got really busy last Fall with, like, planning and stuff because me and my squad (sup guys) organized this whole fiesta/festival/fiestival block party thing, which sounds easy enough but we had a bounce house and live music and shit so it was actually really hard to raise money for and put together, okay? So between that and schoolwork, I barely had a social life. And then there's my whole One Direction problem (someone help I'm in too deep no I'm just kidding leave me here in this hole thanks) that I don't want to talk about and you don't want to talk about so let's just not talk about it, sound good? After the Fall Fiestival, I did have a lot of school catch-up to do, then came the holidays, then came the half-assed attempts at getting any sleep. I mean, put yourself in MY shoes. Your older siblings come home for Thanksgiving for the first time in like four years, also your NEPHEW who you've just barely met is there, and you dad actually make a point to show up and hang out and it's like hey! I have a family! I darn near forgot! You know what I mean? And you're all just sort of having fun and stuff, not to mention your new-ish neighborhood squad family kind of celebrating the holiday season together? And your little Nephew climbing into your lap with his thumb in his mouth like you used to do when you were little and he leans his head back just to kind of make sure that you're you and then he sort of just grabs his little tablet and starts watching fucking Kung-Fu Pand for the seventh time and he has the hand that's not in his mouth kind wrapped around your knee because guess what, you are now his property, his couch, accept it. And he comes into your bed to sleep at night 'cause his mom is scary and all you want to do is watch him and write about how perfect he is with his little feet and nose and hair and everything. Why would you ever want to sleep at a time like that? Goddamn it I miss my nephew Goddamn it. After the holidays were more holidays and school and stuff. And okay the new year happened and then back to school and... I'm really busy now-a-days because 2k17 is, like, my last year of high-school before I start doing dual-enrollment and taking college classes and stuff? I know, crazy. Crazy. I'm only, like, fourteen and a half. Ummm and here we are. What's new with me? Well...hm. I'm putting together an album, but don't tell people. It's a secret project. I think I have some pretty good songs but I gotta work on the piano ones and the computer music ones. I've been using this program called earsketch for the past few weeks? Yeah. It's, like, free if you wanna use it, and it's mostly user-friendly. They didn't sponsor me or anything, I'm just saying. Right at this particular second, I'm supposed to be doing Chemistry homework buttt....I'm not. I figured, I've put blogging off for long enough, you know? I mean but I really do need to get to my Chemistry 'cause if I don't I can't go to the Factory tomorrow and if Khori can't go to the factory then Khori will be sad. V V sad. That doesn't mean I'm immediately going to get off the computer, though, that means I'm gonna put on some music (not One Direction, like, Chance the Rapper or Twenty-One Pilots or Ed Sheeran or summat) and I'm gonna start THINKING about getting off of the computer. Such is life. All the love, Khori x P.S. Spanish Quote of the Day: ¿Cómo puedes dormir en un momento como éste? When you realize that Ziam would just end you up with Liam and Zayn Payne and you cry because why the hell and at the same time why the hell not?
SO I JUST REALIZED THAT I"VE BEEN WALKING AROUND ALL DAY WITH MY KEYS IN THE DOOR.
WITH MY X Y UN-ZED IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. WITH MY GOSH DARN FLY JUST WIDE OPEN. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU'RE KHORI EFFIN COSMIC YOU JUST CAN'T CARRY ON A CONVENTIONAL AVERAGE LIFE NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY ...Well, so like, you know, 'cause in the--remember in the sixth one where they go, you know, to rescue the demons and he touches the magic but then he gets like kind of sick but from the magic and that one part where the other guy's just like mumbling to himself, "Compression socks, why won't he wear compression socks?"
So I just found this thing on tumblr possibly I think, and it is genius and I love it and I'm going to write it on the front page of my sketchbook and you should, too:
How to draw good
*Tries to hide One Direction obsession form Boy Wonder so that he won't think I'm lame*
Boy Wonder: Hey, are you playing One Direction? Me: No, it's, ah, someone else. Boy Wonder: No, that's One Direction Me: Well, I tried. |
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