March 2011
21 posts
mmh, I’ll develop a foot fetish by then (; Haha. ew. I’ll take pictures and send it to Dom.
I want to make a happy post. I haven’t talked about what’s been making me happy lately. I’ve only posted about the little shit that bothers me and I want to stay positive. For starters, I’m excited for the SF trip in exactly one month! Talk about them bay boys, eh, @itscaytuhlin? wink wink*! I’m excited to take pictures, shop, swim at the hotel, Great America park, cruise, and all that stuff. I also can’t wait for John’s shindig Saturday! It’ll be something “intimate” lol. Hm, what else am I happy about.. I’m finally done with the stressful week of homework, projects, and tests! :D I actually understand what we’re doing in Chemistry. I’m caught up in Am. Lit and Algebra. So hopefully it’ll stay this way. I’m happy that I told off @cliffjaefoo at lunch today! xD Roanne and Caitlin even backed me up too. haha. He was just mad cause he dug himself a hole :P My mum’s birthday’s coming up <3 oh! and in two days it’s April fool’s day. Who will I prank on.. HMMM! dun dun dun.
I’ll hold my banana, Caitlin <3
Sometimes we have memories we just want to erase. Some part of use we wish we did not have to relive. Some part of us that we just don’t want to think about. We want to delete our memories. How easy would life be if we just had a delete button in hand. The only problem is. We can’t delete what…
- Me: Will you cry at my wedding?
- Mum: I don't remember.
- Highlight of my day. lol.
I sometimes wish I could be five years old again. I miss being young and innocent. I don’t have to worry about the economy, natural disasters, school work, or the future.. I want to go back to that age where all I cared about was watching Out of the Box, Rugrats, and Blue’s Clues at ten in the morning. I want to go back to that age where all I cared about was going to Disneyland. I want to go back to that age where I don’t have to know about all the chaos in the world. I want to go back to that age where I didn’t have to worry about a thing.
I reminisce about each and every one of you from time to time. It sucks remembering the moments I miss. But I get a good smile on my face when I remember the happy moments. I’ve drifted away from a lot of you, but mostly on good terms.. It sucks the friendship didn’t last too long, but just know that I’d be here for any of you anytime, anyplace, anywhere. I wouldn’t want to see any of you in pain or stress. I still care of course and I’d never stop. Remember that.
“When you feel like being quiet, when you need to speak your mind I will listen, and I will be here, when the laughter turns to crying through the winnin’, losin’, and tryin’, we’ll be together, ‘Cause, I will be here.” -Steven Curtis Chapman.
Comments like “I follow up on your 365” or “I read every day of your project” makes me smile. It makes me think that my work is actually being seen and nice that people admire it. It inspires me to do better and not give up. I hope I don’t give up. I know* I won’t give up.
I hate feeling sad for no reason. Of course there’s a reason but I just don’t know it. Lately I’ve been stressed about school work and all that. This has been my laziest quarter. I don’t feel like doing anything anymore. I wake up really late now, go to school, come home, eat, nap, try to do homework, eat, shower, sleep. If someone asks me to hang, I don’t feel like it. If my parents say we’re going to go out, I don’t want to go. But why?
Man I hate that shit. Its like you do so much for the other person, you’re there when they need you, when they need a shoulder to lean on you are always the one supporting them or to cheer them up. But, when you’re having an off day or your just not feeling, they seem like they don’t give a fuck. Also when they treat their other friends way better than they treat you even though you have to deal with all their bullshit and you chose to stick by their side. Where were those other friends right? They were no where to be found but I was right there and I get treated like dirt. I guess you’re not someone to consider a friend right? Right. I was a fuckin idiot to think you were.

