iamlizzyhope

Meow.

Sorry I've totally neglected you guys. Final exams and shit. I'm on a new medication for depression, as well. It doesn't really help. I feel lifeless / zone out half the time, and the other half the time I'm a hyperactive spaz. Plus, I have absolutely 0 appetite.

I recently lost my bestfriend. I don't even know why. So yeah, doesn't really help.

On the positive side, even though I don't celebrate Christmas religiously, my whole family does so I guess I kind of do, too, but more as a tradition. Anyways, I got some cool pajama pants, some clothes, books, and money. AND, my boyfriend (we're almost at 7 months now) got me a new camera. It's a Pentax K1000. And it's freaking awesome. Also, he got me a 1 pound bag of my favorite candy, Sour Patch Kids. Sooooooo yeah.

I dyed my hair bright red, like, the Little Mermaid red. It's lasted about a month and now its beginning to turn slightly brownish orange....So on Saturday I'm going to redye it a darker (slightly like blood) red.

Other randomness:

There's a blizzard in my town.

I ordered a White Stripes and a QOTSA shirt with my Christmas money.

I smashed my old crappy cell phone in the car door (whoops) but I got an Android that was on sale for $30. Woop.

My mom and I are taking care of her friend's pug for her while she's on vacation. So I've had this tiny little pug staying at my house for a week.

That's about it. I'm going to go enjoy the rest of my break from school now.

Lizzy Hope

Hello, Internet!



I felt that was appropriate.

Anyways, I haven't been on in a while. This week was super busy with homework and all that nonsense. And this weekend I hung out with my friend who I haven't seen in over a year. So yeah, that happened. It was spiritual.

I also have been watching scary movies all weekend. For those of you who use Netflix, DO NOT watch The Pact. It was seriously disturbing.

And now, I have a cold. Curse you, November. I can't stop coughing. Ew.

Well, I'm going to go watch Top Gear now. *fangirls*

Bye for now.

Lizzy Hope

Tea tea tea tea tea tea hell yes.

This weekend was pretty awesome.

On Friday night, my boyfriend and I watched stupid ghost hunting shows together and cuddled.
And we helped his mom make rice krispy treats and stuff for thing fundraiser she was having. And we got chocolate. Everywhere.

And then on Saturday, I had no life so I went to work with my mom and helped her move boxes and stuff. I found out they have a lactation room, so I just stood there laughing at the nameplate for about 10 minutes, like the mature young adult I am. They also had this really cool old vending machine with the original fonts for most sodas.
On Saturday night, my boyfriend and I to the fundraiser thing for his mom's thing and we brought a bunch of our friends. The fundraiser was cool, because people payed to be chased around by zombies in an old abandoned warehouse. I dressed up as a zombie, and my makeup was pretty awesome (pictures to come!). I got to scare the shit out of little kids and it was awesome. When it was over, we drove randomly around in somebody's Ridgeline, listening to ghetto rap music with the bass turned up so much that the truck shook, and received several dirty looks from old people. And we got food and were all fatasses and then went to my boyfriends house and somehow managed to fit about 7 people into his tiny loft and watch stupid movies until like 2 in the morning.

And now it's Sunday, and I'm bored. So bye.



Lizzy Hope <3

OK WOW. WOWWWWW.

I thought this weekend would be nice, cuz it was warm out, right? Well, apparently I was wrong. Last night, some friends and I were walking out of our local gas station (we went there to buy some snacks and such). And two guys, probably only about a year older than us, were standing out in the parking lot, waiting for their friends inside to buy them some cigarettes. Lame, right?

And so, out of the blue, one guy goes, "Fuck you, motherfucker," to my friend. My friend decided to ignore it, seeing as it was just two stupid kids with nothing better to do than harass us. As he walked away from them, he mumbled, "Alrighty then," to himself, and apparently the two guys heard him. They then proceeded to make him go over there, and ask him if he had something to say to them.

Not wanting to cause any trouble, my friend simply said, "That was just a bit... uncalled for." The guys shrugged it off and told him to go away. So we walked to the next parking lot over so I could put my change in my bag, and the guys met up with their friends who bought them the cigarettes and started playing loud rap music from their car. They thought they were sooo cool.

As we were standing there, the guy who said, "fuck you" to my friend walked over. He said, "I've got a deal for you guys. Let's have a friendly fight; the winner gets 50 bucks. No hard feelings, just a friendly fight." Of course, we refused, and he went back to his car. So we left, and started to walk home when we noticed that they were following us in their car. My friend (the one they said, "fuck you," to) got scared and went home. So we decided to walk back to my boyfriend's house. On the way there, this huge, loud, obnoxious pick up truck started following us-like legit stalking us.

We were really close to my boyfriend's house, but we decided we would act like he didn't live there, just in case the people driving the truck saw us walk into his house (and would then know where he lived). We started to walk past his house when the guy who offered us a fight ran up from behind, grabbed my boyfriend, said, "Sorry, this is for a five dollar bet," and punched him in the stomach. He ran off down the street and turned the corner, going the same direction that the big old truck had turned.

Thankfully, we were literally 5 feet from my boyfriend's house so we ran inside and called the police. And now we wait for all this to be sorted out.

Also, I only have 2 pills of my antidepressant medication left.

So yeah, yesterday was kind of sucky.

Bonjour!

I'm old now, y'all.

Birthdays are weird. You become a year older, like, overnight. Logic what.

Anyways, my birthday was awesome. After school my boyfriend took me to the mall and we went to the Lego store and I built this awesome house thing (childhood revived). And then we walked around my town and hung up some posters for a fundraiser his mom is having for her job. And then we went to our friend's house and played video games with him.

And then we had Friday off for fall break, so I did laundry and cleaned and all that shit. And I did my nails (finally) and then some friends and I bummed around the supermarket and got kicked out of McDonalds, because we're classy.

And today, some of my family came over and we had chili and hung out. I got $20, some clothes, fuzzy pajama pants (score), fuzzy boots, a bracelet, and some random assorted things like chapstick and gum. Also, I got a gift certificate to the place where I have my hair done so that I can...

DYE MY HAIR PURPLE!!!!!!!!

I've dyed my hair a variety of colors, including but not limited to: bright red, orange, blonde, dark brown, black, adding highlights, color streaks, etc.

And now, it shall be purple. <3