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Meh... I should be at my cousin's b-day party right now, but my mom's not back from that stupid camping trip and my dad says she'll probably be too tired to go. And he wanted me to come, too. I don't get to see my cousins that much, so this really isn't fair.
Ah, Elil? I know you're going to see this (you reading my journal and all), and I just wanted to give you a few warnings.
1) Don't show up in threads with me unless it really is an accident (which means no free tektek contest).
2) Please stop acting so creepy e.g. donating to alot of random ppl (btw you donated to the same person twice, and you just had to be a jackass and give me that damn tile, didn't you? I was told about that)
3) If you keep asking me for donations, I swear I will report you. How much have I given you now? 3k, maybe? (and you will regret it if you beg anyone on your friends list)
^_^ Well, now that that's cleared up, I feel better. Kinda. When my stomach stops twisting around itself, things will be great. Um, that's going to be the day that I have amnesia and forget my entire high school life. That would be great. Just go back to the good old SAS days where the word "lesbian" meant nothing to me besides being something you don't want people to call you (I had NO clue what it meant until high school sweatdrop ), where it was impossible to get in much trouble (b/c of everyone else being bad), and the suicide version of wallball was illegal (but we still played anyway since we could just switch to normal wallball in the blink of an eye). Good times, good times. Kickball? Everyday. BeyBlades? I won't win unless Brandon lets me borrow SeaBorg, but that's ok. Back to the days where the worst thing I could think of was "I wish I were dead" which was actually something to do with hormones I believe, now that I look back at it. It's dumb, yea, don't I know it, but considering what those fools were putting me through, I'm surprised it wasn't a constant thing. heart s for Brandon and Brittinie and Bryce for being there as the coolest friends I have.
I'm starting to wonder what's really going on... I'm optimistic sometimes and that's good cause I'm real helpful at that point. But sometimes I get so cynical and dark. That's when my heart is screaming for someone, anyone to see what's going on, but I can't let anything out but subtle hints that everyone ignores. I'm so uncooperative and really in a bad mood. I feel like I'm two totally different people. One of them is my heart, and one of them is my mind. My heart is happy and loving. My mind is dark and sevretive, and it's in control alot of the time, which really isn't a good thing.......
"She had alot on her mind, and she didn't pay attention. She was going way too fast, and before she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass. She saw both their lives flash before her eyes. She didn't even have time to cry; She was so scared. She threw her hands up in the air."
~nepie
Daily Horoscope: Why are you so intent on chasing someone who's so clearly bad news, especially when they are clearly a repeat of a pattern from your past? Before you dive into this disaster, examine your motives -- your real motives.
ha ha ha do you realize how funny that is? Motives, unknown. Disaster, well I'm thinking it will be for me.
 nepie · Sun Apr 30, 2006 @ 08:54pm · 1 Comments |
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