To Think The Weekend's Only Begun...

Well, I suppose I could be considered a junior now. I don't want to talk much about yesterday and graduation, though. I was stuck at the school all day, and by the end, I just wanted to cry because I was just soooo damn frustrated. I wish I could catch a break, but I don't want to abandon my friends' graduation parties today and Monday, and I have a responsibility to show up to the show that I'm helping run lights for tomorrow. I nearly dropped my second set of plans for today, though. Mark had invited me out to go see Chernobyl Diaries with some of his band friends (both male and female, yes. I have no intention of being gang-banged), and at first I was all "YEAHHHH THIS IS GONNA BE AWESOME," but I'm having second thoughts now 'cause I know maybe ohhhh, one of the other girls going, I don't do well meeting people in group situations, especially when they all know each other and I'm the outlier, aaaand I don't wanna be clingy as fuck (don't ask just don't). Plus I'm a stupid jealous whore, and I'm afraid that I'll just freak out at this one freshman girl I think he might have a thing for. He told me they're just friends, but I don't really buy it. Ugh. Cody should stop being a butt and go.. Eh, why am I so stupiiiiiiiiiiiiid. Still, I've coaxed myself into going. I've gotta stop being a little bitch and just make the best of it, I guess.

kjhbdflhfjihfjidsdsigiklslki fuck meeeeeeee,
Andrea! <3

P.S. -- Please dear God or whatever deity or lack of such may exist, just... Shoot me, maybe.

P.P.S. -- Since it may augment the image of my current state of self-pity and teenage angst and whatever, I just want to let you know that all I feel like eating for breakfast is gummi worms.

"Top Hat, My Ass."

I found this lovely list of obscure (not to mention irrelevant to the title) words on tumblr recently. Regardless of how dubious I am about their legitimacy as words (the only ones I previously knew were "dystopia" and "malapert"), I think they deserve more attention.

Cheiloproclitic - Being attracted to someone's lips.
Quidnunc - One who always has to know what is going on.
Ultracrepidarian - Of one who speaks or offers opinions on matters beyond his or her knowledge.
Apodyopsis - The act of mentally undressing someone.
Gymnophoria - The sensation that someone is mentally undressing you.
Tarantism - The urge to overcome melancholy by dancing.
Autolatry - The worship of one’s self.
Cagamosis - An unhappy marriage.
Gargalesthesia - The sensation caused my tickling.
Capernoited - Slightly intoxicated or tipsy.
Lalochezia - The use of abusive language to relieve stress or ease pain.
Cataglottism - Kissing with tongue.
Basorexia - An overwhelming desire to kiss.
Brontide - The low rumbling of distant thunder.
Grapholagnia - The urge to stare at obscene pictures.
Agelast - A person who never laughs.
Wanweird - An unhappy fate.
Dystopia - Am imaginary place of total misery. A metaphor for hell.
Petrichor - The smell of dry rain on the ground.
Anagapesis - The feeling when one no longer loves someone he or she once did.
Malapert - Clever in manners of speech.
Duende - Unusual power to attract or charm.
Concilliabule - A secret meeting of people who are hatching a plot.
Strikhedonia - The pleasure of being able to say “to hell with it.”
Lygerastia - The condition of one who is only amorous when the lights are out.

Ayurnamat - The philosophy that there is no point in worrying about events that cannot be changed.
Sphallolalia - Flirtatious talk that leads nowhere.
Baisemain - A kiss on the hand.
Druxy - Something that looks good on the outside, but is actually rotten inside.
Mamihlapinatapei - The look between two people in which each loves the other but are both too afraid to make the first move.

I think "Sphallolalia" may as well be my given name. I also had to Cha Cha "Apodyopsis" yesterday afternoon so that I could write it upon my hand. Whether or not anybody will receive the complementary "Gymnophoria" on his or hers is yet to be seen. The two words go very well with my oversized pin stating "I'm imagining you naked." Ali and I showed it to everybody today, and most everybody was either very entertained or a little disturbed. However, on the way to 4th with Lauren and Mark, I showed it to Mark, who responded "You too!" I was dumbstruck; Lauren was being unhelpful and staring at the lockers in the opposite direction, so I couldn't look to her for words. She did, however, utter the title later. SUCH A SUPPORTIVE FRIEND.


With brontide,
Andrea! <3

P.S. -- I also saw Cody today right after running up the stairs and squeezing between some football players in order to make it to to my preferred route. Somehow, him shouting "ANDREA!! I don't even need to say it. You already know what I'm going to say!" (for those who don't know, it's ritual for Cody to remind me that I need to get laid every time he sees me)  absolutely made my day. I feel like I ought to demand that he bake me this cake if I ever do lose my virginity. I'm gonna deserve a fucking cake by then!

More Theatre Shenanigans

I swear that place owns my soul.

No, Subconscious. Do not Want.

Twice this week, I have had dreams where I had to cope with not being a virgin anymore (dream-wise. I am very much still a virgin in reality.). It's starting to confuse me.

The first time, I just had to explain my newfound state of ... I dunno, corruption, to my father; I don't remember how it went. I don't want to.

The second time, last night, I lost it to an upperclassmen of mine who plays trombone, has impeccable grammar, used to have a beard, and is semi-obsessed with Communism and zombies. I didn't witness the actual event, thankfully, but the dread that I could potentially be preggoes lasted throughout the entire dream and more than made up for the awkwardness lost in not witnessing the loss of my subconscious virginity. The thing I remember most clearly was texting the guy about Ghostbusters bracelets, so I don't even know.

I'm not one of those people who can differentiate between a dream and reality while in the midst of a dream, so I woke up this morning feeling very "OH THANK GOD MY VIRGINITY IS STILL INTACT." And ever since, I've just wanted to know whyyyyy.

Could be case of this:

hehehehehe nooooo screw you tumblr the picture DISAPPEARED. D:


And/or I just have odd, sexually charged dreams for no reason.
Andrea! <3