The title was taken from a song by Skillet lol
Wow it feels like I haven't made a journal in for-frikkin-ever and I feel like this is becoming a dead account but at the same time it actually isn't because I've seen accounts that haven't been on in 10 years like wtf.
I'm not gonna say the overused line of "I didn't make a journal because I've been busy because of school and blah blah blah" because for me it's really easy to find the time to make a journal and plus I don't even get that much homework so I'd just be bullshitting. I've just been really lazy and just been putting it off like I always do--well most of the time. But believe me whenever I haven't updated in a week or so it's always on my mind to make a journal even after just submitting one. Last week I was supposed to make a journal and when I realized I didn't make one it was 11:00pm on a Sunday and it was too late and so now I'm making one in the middle of the week which is something I actually wanted to avoid doing because it'll fuck up my journal schedule but I feel it was crucial that I get this journal done. I wanted to have at least 1 journal a week because I'd have shit to tell you guys since I've been real busy with my life.
My school days have been pretty decent so far , besides my feud with the stupid whore in my class--the girl who I mentioned I had a fight with a million journals back. I almost got into a fight with her on numerous occasions , it's now becoming a regular thing that I argue with this whore so I don't really get so worked up to fight her so fast because I'm not easily provoked like an ignorant hooligan but I guess you can think otherwise since I already had a fight with her lol so that means nothing.
Like I said in my last journal , I'm in dance class and here's how my school schedule goes now: Breakfast-assembly-electives *dance class for me*-1st period-2nd period-lunch-3rd period-4th period-dismissal. So on Thursday and today (Monday) I stayed after school for dance class and I really like the dance routine we're doing for try-outs and so I just wanna practice more and more and I wanna hurry up and audition. Wednesday we have try-outs/auditions and Thursday we get our results back to see who's on it and I really am confident with myself.
So I recently just dropped my phone in the toilet at school and I feel like a bonafide asinine whenever I think about it. It was after dance class and I went into the stall to change my pants and so I was in the stall and I had to pee (lol tmi) and so I was pulling down my pants and I heard something fall into the toilet (no not poo) and I was wtf and I saw it was my phone and I snagged that fucker out the water so fast. I had forgot I put my phone in my back pocket because I was in a hurry to leave and the pants I wear for dance class have FUCKING FAKE POCKETS IN THE FRONT. So I pressed the lock/power button and the screen came on so I was like okay cool. So I got my stuff together and I was just really scared for some reason because I thought my dad had called me to tell me he was outside to pick me up--I was just scared he had called me so I pressed on the power/lock button again and guess what--the bitch didn't turn back on. So I was like "Okay maybe it's restarting itself" because my phone sometimes did this thing where the screen would be locked and if you pressed it a million times it'd just be restarting so I was just waiting for the "DROID" icon to show up and the little intro thing it does when it turns on and guess what--the bitch didn't turn on.
So I pressed and played around with it more and it came to a conclusion that I fucked my phone up. So I went outside and I talked to people--obviously no one close enough to me where I could tell them my little deal with my phone. So I told my dad and he was like okay and everything. Me and my brother put it in rice and we tested it by putting it on a charger and it did this weird thing were the pulse notification light was just flashing and beaming green but the screen wasn't coming on. So fast forward to Friday , I was hot-combing my hair in the bathroom and my brother knocks on the door and he's like "Look what I have" and so I open the door and he has my phone and my phone was working like it should be and shit and so I was bucked the fuck up but I didn't wanna get too excited because I didn't wanna get my hopes up high and feel played if something with it fucked up. So I basically just listened to Nirvana and Protest the Hero (two bands who I've been obsessing over lately) as I continued to do my hair. Minutes after I finished and tied my hair up in a hair scarf , I went in my room and did my homework and I put on Protest the Hero (I was listening to "Clarity" and "Mist" btw) and so like 30 seconds into the song my phone's screen just shuts off all spontaneous and unexpected and shit. So at this point I felt played and bummed out and pissed. So I called my brother into my room and he just took it. The worst part about it is that I called my dad right after I came out the bathroom and told him my phone worked but my brother told him it didn't work later so it was cool.
So fast forward to Saturday , me and my dad went out to eat at Piccadilly and I don't know if Piccadilly exists in other countries or anything but I know you can locate it in more of the southern states (Louisiana , Georgia , etc.). We ate and stuff and my dad called Verizon (my phone company) and I feel people are gonna start saying stuff about me being with Verizon and before anyone says it--yes , Verizon is expensive and greedy I mean seriously they want money for every-fucking-thing especially shit they call "free". But while we were driving to Piccadilly he was on the phone with some Verizon lady and they held a whole conversation about recent events and movies and shit LIKE MY DAD HELD A NON-AWKWARD-NO-WEATHER-MENTIONED-CONVO WITH A STRANGER MY DAD IS THAT KIND OF PERSON LOL. So he told the lady I lost my phone lol. We lied to them because let's say we turned my phone in to get fixed , they'll fix it but like imagine like a month later the phone will fuck up again so why not just say you lost it and get a whole new , properly-working than the one you dropped in water and that still has shit wrong with it but the actual reason is because something with the insurance or something won't cover it if it's broken I don't really know how that whole thing works though. Fast forward (we were done eating) , my dad's call was transferred to some guy and that's where the business was done. My dad got a claim number and he said he'd get my phone when he got paid again which is the 1st or 3rd so I'd be waiting a bit for my phone.
I'm actually okay with waiting for my phone because it's not like someone else broke my phone--I'm responsible for it so I'm basically being punished and I'm not in a rush because I don't know if they're allowing me to get a whole new phone or the same one I had and so I'd have time to think of a new phone in case they will let me get a new one. I just really miss listening to music. I only had my phone since November 2013-August 2014 which is only a couple months and a short ass time to have a phone. If I was given the choice to get a phone I'd get one of the Droid phones again or maybe a Samsung Galaxy S5--which is the choice I'm trying to debate now. I'm actually hoping I get a new phone because the phone I had before was a 2013 model and that's considered old for technology but I honestly don't really know what makes technology like the latest thing. Like , I know that those 2003 computers with those huge backs aren't the latest thing lol but you know what I mean. I'm definitely not getting an iPhone because I hate iPhones--they're too delicate , complicated , and over-hyped--I feel I'll be jumping on a band wagon with everyone else like "Oh everyone else has an iPhone might as well get one and have to worry about getting the new one next year that isn't really different just smaller and more delicate" iPhones are the equivalent to Call of Duty: over-hyped , same thing every year , mainstream as piss , and basically the start of getting a new video game/phone (meaning iPhone is the first thing you start off with when you're getting your first phone). I'm not really the type to like follow trends with people in my community--I just dress and buy whatever the hell I want and if it's considered "lame" who cares. If a black person from New Orleans calls you lame it means you're unique and different and you don't partake in the things they do and are familiar with--they're close-minded (and everyone knows I despise close-minded-ness). If someone insults you for being your own person it just means they aren't used to the way you carry yourself and how you stick to whatever you like even when the trends and the latest shit change. It's too stressful keeping up with what's "hot" and shit , that's why I just ignore everything that goes on around me at school and that's why I don't really know half of what's going on in the mainstream media because I'm literally that hooked up into things I like.