Sunday, August 30, 2009

busy night

things that i need to do before sleep tonight:
-finish the follow up summer work on one of the 4 books (only have done 1) that'll take me about 2 hours at the least and it's 8:30 pm
-fix my closet
-sort all dirty clothes and get them ready to wash for tomorrow morning
-somehow make chris feel better?
-fix my room
-get clean sheets for bed
-put the clean curtains i already picked out on window
-take shower
wish me a great night. . .

Friday, August 28, 2009

i dont know tomorrow



i really really wanna see this. If not, the book will do. Matter fact, both.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

hooplah

summer 09 was lame
didn't go anywhere.
& now...school
ugh :(

Saturday, August 22, 2009

all you in do what it's

baby you can keep those thre3;
You might as well not even Speak.

1 month to go! Yay?

Saturday, August 15, 2009

the stranger called life

Women are like apples on trees.  The best ones are at the 
top of the tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good
ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they sometimes take the apples from the ground
that aren't as good, but easy. The apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're
amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come
along, the one who is brave enough to climb all the way to
the top of the tree.

Now men...men are like a fine wine. They begin as grapes,
and it's up the the women to stomp the shit out of them
until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner
with.

Friday, August 14, 2009

a. little. weird.

Nihao,
i need the limited edition deluxe box set of brand new eyes.
asap, i will beg.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

ignorance!

If I'm a bad person,
You don't like me.
I guess I'll go,
Make my own way.
It's a circle,
A mean cycle.
I can't excite you anymore.
Where's your gavel, your jury?
What's my offense this time?
You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me,
Well sentence me to another life.
---------
You treat me just like another stranger.
Well it's nice to meet you sir.
I guess I'll go.
I best be on my way out.
Ignorance is your new best friend.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Great Day!

ahhhhhhh!
Paramore's New Single!
annnddddddd
Nip Tuck's BACK baby!!!!!!!!!!!
My day can't get any better!

Monday, August 10, 2009

PurpleRainDrop

Why didn't I just say goodbye.
It would be easy, not to start a fight tonight,
But with you theres some magic,
A spark I never knew,
Till today I regret it,
Not knowing, Not knowing,
There was never insecurity with us.
I was locked away inside your heart.
I loved unconditionally,
God must've been upset,
He threw me into love,
You cast the magic spell on me,
Sparks went flyin' high an...
I guess I should've said goodbye.
Should've closed that door,
Not said a word,
I guess I should've learn my lesson,
Strangers break hearts.
And throw away all my love notes,
The ones I spent hours making,
My love to you was worth breaking?
Throw it all away,
Cause I'd rather have spent my life not knowing,
If I could've just said goodbye.
And all those tears I cried for you,
None of it meant anything at all,
God must've been unhappy, cause I fell in love,
I couldn't handle it, lost control
I was so young, I was going be somebody,
I guess I should've just said goodbye.
I'm missin out on everything now,
I should've just closed the door.
And never said a word.
I should've just said goodbye.

it hurts but it may be the only way

here i am...not being able to sleep. .
crying my eyes out. .
big surprise.
I need a hug.
Someone to tell me"it's gonna be alright"
Even though that's a lie.
Just to know someone cares enough to be there for me. .
unfortunately, i have no body.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

i just wanna cry

It flows, what I hear no one else has to know..cause I know in what we have is worth first place in gold.

I can hear my mom complain about my dad..this time, though, she's right.

I seriously need a new life.


:'(

Regret

I guess we all do things we don't mean...what start outs as a little fun, turns into something serious. And all those little white lies come back to bite you in the end. Wishing, pleading, and dreaming about turning back time and not doing what you've just done. Feeling sorry for NO ONE but yourself. But then, you get caught up in your lies you can't tell what's really the truth. Just wish this never happened. . .