My friends. Lately, they've been getting on my nerve like crazy. One just got her hair cut after growing it out, and she hates the new style. She went on and on about how great it would be, but she hates it. My other friend was thinking of doing the same, as they're twins. She's Zac Efron-Justin Timberlake-Cody Linley-obsessed, And now she's got me starting to like them. I know, EW! Because of the move and my seriously horrible grades, I was kicked out of CBG (mostly because I didn't actually care enough to do my homework). Not too depressed about that aspect of it, but what about my friends? I already had to leave them from the transition from middle to high school (not to mention elementary to middle, but that was forever ago), but now I've got to leave my new friends, too? And my "parents" won't let me do ANYTHING. No iPods, MP3 players, no CELL PHONE, and ABSOULTELY NO TEXT-ING WHATSOEVER (not much of a problem now, but when I did have a cell phone, it was a MAJOR one). So, I can't enjoy music conviently and without a CD player, I can't call/text my friends, I can't have IM or anything like that, and I can't have a MySpace (though I do...tee hee). What CAN I do? My mom says I'm 'unique' and 'not like other girls'. How, that I don't like to wear make-up? News flash, bitch - I do. Or, rather, I did - until you caught me and therew it away. Thanks for that, by the way. I really appreciate you RUINING MY LIFE. Not.
Honestly, people - what am I allowed to do? I can't even hold a decent conversation without my "mother" needing to use the phone or computer. Not to mention the no-text-ing thing. No music up too loud, so as not to wake the baby. Um, excuse me, bitch, but WHEN did I say I even remotely cared about the baby? Never. I can't wear any decent clothes, either. I mean, I don't want to strut around in Hollister bikinis or anything, but, I mean, we're supposed to be, like, upper-upper-upper class here, so why am I stuck wearing Target one-pieces? And is it SO HARD to let your own SISTER pick me up from my DAD'S HOUSE, not YOURS, and have her take me to see a freaking movie? All you have to do is say ONE FREAKING WORD, bitch - "YES", or, you could actually do some damn work for once and take me there yourself. Maybe not make your THIRD HUSBAND (probably more, you just haven't told us yet) drive to Burger King (which I hate) and buy us four kids a small fry and a 4-piece chiken nugget (which sucks, by the way) for once. I have one further thing to say to you, "Mother" - GET OFF YOUR LAZY ASS, BITCH, AND FREAKING DO SOMETHING!!!
Thank you. I hope you enjoyed reading this almost as much as I enjoyed writing it.
My friends. Lately, they've been getting on my nerve like crazy. One just got her hair cut after growing it out, and she hates the new style. She went on and on about how great it would be, but she hates it. My other friend was thinking of doing the same, as they're twins. She's Zac Efron-Justin Timberlake-Cody Linley-obsessed, And now she's got me starting to like them. I know, EW! Because of the move and my seriously horrible grades, I was kicked out of CBG (mostly because I didn't actually care enough to do my homework). Not too depressed about that aspect of it, but what about my friends? I already had to leave them from the transition from middle to high school (not to mention elementary to middle, but that was forever ago), but now I've got to leave my new friends, too? And my "parents" won't let me do ANYTHING. No iPods, MP3 players, no CELL PHONE, and ABSOULTELY NO TEXT-ING WHATSOEVER (not much of a problem now, but when I did have a cell phone, it was a MAJOR one). So, I can't enjoy music conviently and without a CD player, I can't call/text my friends, I can't have IM or anything like that, and I can't have a MySpace (though I do...tee hee). What CAN I do? My mom says I'm 'unique' and 'not like other girls'. How, that I don't like to wear make-up? News flash, bitch - I do. Or, rather, I did - until you caught me and therew it away. Thanks for that, by the way. I really appreciate you RUINING MY LIFE. Not.
Honestly, people - what am I allowed to do? I can't even hold a decent conversation without my "mother" needing to use the phone or computer. Not to mention the no-text-ing thing. No music up too loud, so as not to wake the baby. Um, excuse me, bitch, but WHEN did I say I even remotely cared about the baby? Never. I can't wear any decent clothes, either. I mean, I don't want to strut around in Hollister bikinis or anything, but, I mean, we're supposed to be, like, upper-upper-upper class here, so why am I stuck wearing Target one-pieces? And is it SO HARD to let your own SISTER pick me up from my DAD'S HOUSE, not YOURS, and have her take me to see a freaking movie? All you have to do is say ONE FREAKING WORD, bitch - "YES", or, you could actually do some damn work for once and take me there yourself. Maybe not make your THIRD HUSBAND (probably more, you just haven't told us yet) drive to Burger King (which I hate) and buy us four kids a small fry and a 4-piece chiken nugget (which
My friends. Lately, they've been getting on my nerve like crazy. One just got her hair cut after growing it out, and she hates the new style. She went on and on about how great it would be, but she hates it. My other friend was thinking of doing the same, as they're twins. She's Zac Efron-Justin Timberlake-Cody Linley-obsessed, And now she's got me starting to like them. I know, EW! Because of the move and my seriously horrible grades, I was kicked out of CBG (mostly because I didn't actually care enough to do my homework). Not too depressed about that aspect of it, but what about my friends? I already had to leave them from the transition from middle to high school (not to mention elementary to middle, but that was forever ago), but now I've got to leave my new friends, too? And my "parents" won't let me do ANYTHING. No iPods, MP3 players, no CELL PHONE, and ABSOULTELY NO TEXT-ING WHATSOEVER (not much of a problem now, but when I did have a cell phone, it was a MAJOR one). So, I can't enjoy music conviently and without a CD player, I can't call/text my friends, I can't have IM or anything like that, and I can't have a MySpace (though I do...tee hee). What CAN I do? My mom says I'm 'unique' and 'not like other girls'. How, that I don't like to wear make-up? News flash, bitch - I do. Or, rather, I did - until you caught me and therew it away. Thanks for that, by the way. I really appreciate you RUINING MY LIFE. Not.
Honestly, people - what am I allowed to do? I can't even hold a decent conversation without my "mother" needing to use the phone or computer. Not to mention the no-text-ing thing. No music up too loud, so as not to wake the baby. Um, excuse me, bitch, but WHEN did I say I even remotely cared about the baby? Never. I can't wear any decent clothes, either. I mean, I don't want to strut around in Hollister bikinis or anything, but, I mean, we're supposed to be, like, upper-upper-upper class here, so why am I stuck wearing Target one-pieces? And is it SO HARD to let your own SISTER pick me up from my DAD'S HOUSE, not YOURS, and have her take me to see a freaking movie? All you have to do is say ONE FREAKING WORD, bitch - "YES", or, you could actually do some damn work for once and take me there yourself. Maybe not make your THIRD HUSBAND (probably more, you just haven't told us yet) drive to Burger King (which I hate) and buy us four kids a small fry and a 4-piece chiken nugget (which
Well, bye.
Yeah....some people are just idiots.
And, as for the baby....well, we've given it up...it was too much for me to handle alone, with Patrick gone. I really do miss him, but I've moved on from that era of my existence...
Okay, that just sounded dumb. But, anyway...
I've been inspired to write more poetry than I can squeeze onto paper...I seriously doubt I'll post any more of it, though, seeing as I will probably send the link to this blog to a few of my friends.
Well....bye.
My cousins Kristen and Shannon had their birthday party on Easter, which was actually their birthday this year. We did the traditional egg hunt thing (lame, I know) at my grandmother's house. Afterwards, I went over to their house where I stayed for two nights....Not much else has happened, besides the fact that all ties with Patrick have been broken. I haven't talked to him in months...I'm actually kind of proud of myself for it; usually I have a tough time moving on. He was very important there for a while...I still have dreams about him occasionally. I think I really did love him. Maybe I still do. Maybe.
Andy's not doing so well. Patrick and I broke up (again) and my friend who's dating the guy that I like/hate (I don't know which yet) is still so deeply in love with him that it makes me want to punch someone in the face.
Anyhoo,
HAPPY TRAILS!
“Tell me what’s wrong.”
Lurlene McDaniel Don’t Die, My Love
Dr. Portage sat and steepled his fingers together. “I’ve checked Luke over, listened to his symptoms, and done some preliminary blood work. As I told you on the phone, I’ve concerned about his elevated white blood count.”
Lurlene McDaniel Don’t Die, My Love
Julie felt her heart pounding and reached for Luke’s hand. “Luke, he’s scaring me.”
Luke looked away. His hand felt cold as ice.
Lurlene McDaniel Don’t Die, My Love
“I don’t mean to alarm any of you,” Dr. Portage said. “But I don’t like what I’m seeing. I suspect Luke has some kind of infection. According to his records, he’s been treated with antibiotics, but he hasn’t responded as he should have.”
Lurlene McDaniel Don’t Die, My Love
“Are you saying you’ll have to run more tests?” Nancy asked.
“Yes. And he needs to be in the hospital in order to run them. I’ve got a call in to St. Paul’s Hospital in Chicago.”
“Why Chicago? What’s wrong with Waterton General?”
“They don’t have the equipment and staff I want for Luke.”
Lurlene McDaniel Don’t Die, My Love
Julie and Luke exchanged glances. His dark eyes bored into her, making her even more afraid. “What do you mean?” Julie asked. Her voice quivered.
Dr. Portage looked directly at Luke. “I want you to go home, pack a bag, and drive straight to St. Paul’s.”
Lurlene McDaniel Don’t Die, My Love- My Chemical Romance-Welcome To The Black Parade
- My Chemical Romance-Helena
- Nickelback-Far Away
- Nickelback-Photograph
- Nickelback-If Everyone Cared
- All-American Rejects-It Ends Tonight
- All-American Rejects-Move Along
- The Fray-How To Save A Life
- The Fray-All At Once
- Hellgoodbye-Here (In Your Arms)
- Fall Out Boy-This Ain’t A scene, It’s An Arms Race
- Fall Out Boy-Sugar, We’re Going Down
- Fall Out Boy-A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me
- Fall Out Boy-Dance, Dance
- Fall Out Boy-Love Will Tear Us Apart
- Three Days Grace-I Hate Everything About You
- Three Days Grace-Home
- Three Days Grace-Pain
- Avril Lavigne-Sk8er Boi
- Avril Lavigne-Keep Holding On
- Daughtry-It’s Not Over
- Shinedown-I Dare You
- Augustana-Boston
- Daniel Powter-Bad Day
- Edwin McCain-I’ll Be
- Papa Roach-Scars
- Keith Urban-Tonight I Wanna Cry
- Snow Patrol-Chasing Cars
- Dashboard Confessional-Stolen
- Tool-The Pot
- Panic! At The Disco-I Write Sins, Not Tragedies
- A Perfect Circle-Fiddle and the Drum
- Stone Sour-Through Glass
- Green Day-Boulevard of Broken Dreams
- Green Day-Wake Me Up When September Ends
- HIM-Close To The Flame
- Vanilla Ice-Ice, Ice Baby
- Ashley Tisdale-He Said, She Said
- Jonas Brothers-Year 3000
- New Found Glory-Hit Or Miss
- Head Automatica-Beating Hearts, Baby
- Jesse McCartney-Because You Live
- The Mountain Goats-Woke Up New
- Youth Group-Forever Young
- Lady Soverign-Love Me Or Hate Me
- Pink-U & Ur Hand
- Red Jumpsuit Apparatus-Face Down
- Queen-We Will Rock You
.....Anyway, this one's about Luke & Julie, but this can pretty much be applied to any one of her books:
Follow Me
I gave up,
All hope was lost,
But there you were beside me,
Always there to guide me,
You never gave up, no.
You stuck with me all through this,
And I know that you are new to this,
But so am I,
So let’s just try
To get on with
Our lives.
Put all of this behind us,
Bury it in the past,
‘Cause I know when we’re together,
We can make love last,
So take my hand,
And follow me into Heaven,
And we’ll be together,
Forever, at last.
P. S. Sorry if I HAVE already posted this! I can't remember and, if I did, I'm too lazy to remove it.
So Long To My So-Called Home
I hate it here.
I’m losing my sanity,
Losing my sanity so quickly,
Quickly so that it makes us cry,
Cry so the tears do fall,
Falling, falling tears,
Broken minds and
Shattered dreams.
Scattered hopes,
Desperate wants and needs.
An angry place,
A place insane,
I try to stay away,
To say, “So long,”
At last.
But, although it isn’t fair,
It is where I have to be;
A place to be hated,
A place to hate.
I despise this
So-Called home,
It’s unfair and unreal,
So much that it makes us cry,
Cry, cry so the tears do fall,
Fall from our bleeding eyes,
Onto this dirty floor.
And Now You’re Gone
If you were the one,
The one with me,
I’d love you forever,
And you would love me.
We’d kiss every night,
And hug every day,
We never would fight
We’d love all the way.
And then you’d pop the question
And I would say yes and
We’d get married
But it’s just a dream.
Our kids would be beautiful,
They’d have your eyes.
They’d get my smile,
Never tell lies.
Then, one day,
You’d leave me.
For something better
But, before you went,
You’d leave me a letter,
My dearest girl,
You are my world.
But I have to go,
Why, I don’t know.
God is calling,
And I try to fight him back,
But he won’t let me….
I’m sorry, Love Jack
And I would cry,
Cry forever
Wishing that we
Could be together
I know you left me
For some other reason,
I wish I could know,
Why you’re leaving.
You were the one,
The only one,
I wanted to share my life with,
And now…
And now, you’re gone.
My life has enough drama as it is.
I'm REALLY stressed right now....my best friend knows and is going crazy and the father isn't really making much of an effort to help me................AGH!
But then we got back together and then broke up and agreed to be JUST FRIENDS. He still loves me and I know it....but I don't know if I love him. I think it's Pete (my friend's boyfriend that I love) that's making me want to break up with Patrick over and over and over and OVER again. I keep thinking I have a chance with him but, in reality, I don't....they're staying strong. My other best friend broke up with her boyfriend Joe.... she's dating some guy who she doesn't even know (she's not exactly sure about his name - and it's a simple name). It's so weird, all this drama - usually I hate it and don't act like a -- I HATE to say it --slut - but I kinda feel like I have to. I love Pete and Patrick both, but I feel like I'm being cornered and, if I don't choose soon, I'll lose them both forever. Well, I'm bored. Bye.
LISTEN TO THIS SONG - NOW!:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=D8M99RYwmKk
It rocks out loud.
love