I'm Back...

...but not for good. Maybe. Because I'll probably forget about this blog again.

My last update was on April 2010. It's now September. Wooo. You probably don't care, whoever the hell you are. Am I talking to anyone anyways? I don't think anyone's reading this. But I'm insane. So, I am going to ramble on as though someone's actually reading this.

I only remembered when a friend of mine started her own blog and I logged in to give her some love (in other words, "comment"). I've forgotten my username and password. Had to try tons of times til I got it right and when I'm finally in, I realized I've forgotten how to navigate the site too. And now, I'm writing this blog entry to express my frustration. I've forgotten how to follow a person. This sucks. The only positive thing that happened was that I learned how to say "publish the comment" in Spanish. Pub...publi...un comment...aw, forget it.

I'm BAAAAACK!!!

Yeah and OMG! I didn't post for the entire month of March! hahahahaha!
I'll probably be using that title more than once. If I write again for the month of April, people are so going to have to cheer for me, for reals.

BREAKING NEWS: My mom enrolled me in JRP (etiquette/modeling school) for the refresher course and it's totally ruining my summer!
I dream of summer days (and nights) of doing absolutely nothing except the stuff I want like play computer games or talk to my friends or go out and watch a movie or stay indoors and watch a movie...
Not sit in a hard seat like a princess for two hours. Worse, if I fall asleep, the teacher will notice. The class is small. She can see everyone.

Every session is hella B-O-R-I-N-G! It's not hard to fall asleep, believe me!

Did I mention I have to be wearing a skirt while doing that? I don't mind wearing a skirt. I like skirts. They make me feel pretty.
But I would rather go to the mall and flaunt my skirt than sit in "prison" where no one can see me. What's the point, right?

I do not want to be an actress. I do not want to be a model. I'm not yet thinking of applying for a job. I focus on the present and I believe I should worry about passing my 4th year of college first before thinking about my job interview!

My mom complains that I sit, stand, walk like a boy. For starters, I have male friends. I definitely don't stand and walk like them!
I do sit like a boy sometimes. I don't see what's wrong with that. Most of my gal friends sit like boys too. Us girls can wear jeans like boys do. Why should sitting like them be any different, aye?

I've been to JRP twice before. My mom still complains about the same thing. I don't know what's making her believe that sending me there a third time will make a difference. For one, I spend my two hours wishing the two hours would end.

It's not fun. Not at all.
The very last lesson I will have is runway. Like...modeling. Fuck.

I WANT MY SUMMER VACATION BACK!!!

My youngest sister, who in my opinion, is a spoiled brat, acts more like a boy than I do! Why don't they send her there? WHY ME?! Geez.

Tomorrow, at 1 P.M., I will have my fourth butt-flattening session. Thrilled.
I bet I'll have a miserable time.
Cheers.

Week Off School

Aaaaand, I have returned! With a gentle push from a friend (you know who you are), I've decided to write again (I might forget to next week though. No guarantees)

What's happened to me in the past few days...nothing. Nothing that you care about. But you might care slightly about yesterday so I will talk about yesterday.

Yesterday was like any ordinary week-off-school day. I woke up at 9. I switched on my laptop and go online. Before lunch, I've talked to a couple of friends and made peace with one (looooong story). And then, I had lunch.
After a hearty lunch, I was online once more til 3 PM when my mom took me to the mall.
She left me there with 1000 bucks and I could do whatever I want til 7 PM.

First thing I did was head to the movie theatre. I wanted to watch "Love Happens". They only had well...anything but "Love Happens" so I bought a ticket for the next best thing.
"Valentines Day"


Let me tell you. I was the only girl in the cinema without a boyfriend or her posse with her (My best friend now lives in Canada. My other friends don't have a week off school)
But it felt okay. Just...a little weird laughing alone at the jokes.
As I walked out the cinema (good film, by the way), I got to thinking about MY Valentines Day.

I told a bunch of people that I had hoped my Valentines Day this year would be the day a dashing prince would sweep me off my feet.
My class preparing for a parade that day. I was at a friend's house the entire morning. And then, BAM! I got diarrhea.
I didn't get chocolates or a bouquet of roses or a kiss. I got diarrhea and paint on my pants.
I headed home, overdosed on relief-pills and when I felt better, at around 4 PM, I went shopping. What's a girl to do?

At 7 PM, in the middle of examining a blouse, I got a call from a friend. Everyone's in school. I wasn't there. Other people weren't there either. They were panicking. When people panic, I panic,

I brought the family to another mall (They weren't done shopping, apparently)
When I got to school, hyperacidity struck (And I thought, this day couldn't get any worse)
I and a couple of friends (I was one of the boys during this time) headed to the nearest Starbucks branch. They bought drinks. I asked for hot water. In a cup. Like the one you're looking at right now, below these words.



And I fooled my classmates into thinking I was sipping coffee! *laughs manically*

I stayed in school til midnight. Everyone slept there. I had to go home. What else is there to say?
Stupid Cupid's got to work on his aim some more.
Maybe next year, eh?

Cheers.

January 17, 2010

Nothing blog-worthy is happening!!!
What am I supposed to blog about?

Right now, I am eating scrambled eggs.

And then what?

I'm really bored but there's nothing to blog about...

Feed me.

One of Abi's creations. It's fried crabstick. She likes to think she made it up. I let her. She's 12. And, I'm hungry. It's good, actually. It's like pasta, but crabstick...

Still learning.

Wow ah! It took me like 3 minutes to find out how to write another blog entry after I customized my profile (and it's as if nothing changed...)

Do I have to have a title for every post? Because I will run out of titles soon.

EDIT: Where is my "About Me"? It should be on top. Why isn't it there? Maybe I'm not looking properly. I went to my bedroom to look for my schoolbag where my USB is...and I couldn't find my bag! When I went back to where my laptop was, I saw my bag beside the laptop.
Seriously.
I didn't see it there before.
I feel so dumb.

So, it's possible that I'm looking for my "About Me" in the wrong place.

EDIT 2: Ooohhh...there it is :)
So, I shouldn't have unchecked the "share this...blah blah". I thought I was making my blog private.

First. Post. EVER.

Yay! I have a blog now! Three cheers for me! (or more if you like...whoever you are...reading this...I think you don't care. I don't. Who are you? You must be laughing at me by now. I'm new to this. Sorry.)

I...do not know what to write. Um...Oh, okay, I'll explain my name.
"Cheers for Char". It sounded cute at the time. Now, it sounds stupid. All the cool names I thought of are taken. I want to change it and I don't know how. So, it's stuck I guess.

WHAT DO I WRITE??? What else??

I'm hungry.

The End.

I'll write tomorrow if I remember to.

The End (for real).