Graduated High School.
Got so drunk you passed out.
Rode every ride at an amusement park. Collected something really stupid. Gone to a rock concert. Helped someone. Gone fishing. Watched four movies in one night.
Gone long periods of time with out sleep.
Lied to someone.
Failed a class.
Taken a college level course.
Been in a car accident.
Been in a tornado.
Done hard drugs (i.e. ecstasy, heroin, crack, meth, acid).
Watched someone die.
Been to a funeral.
Ran a marathon.
Your parents got divorced.
Cried yourself to sleep. Spent over $200 in one day. Flown on a plane.
Cheated on someone.
Been cheated on. Written a 10 page letter.
Had a best friend. Lost someone you loved. Shoplifted something.
Been to jail.
Dangerously close to being in jail.
Had detention. Skipped school. Got in trouble for something you didn’t do. Stolen books from the library. Gone to a different country.Does Canada count? O:
Dropped out of school.
Been in a mental hospital.
Watched the “Harry Potter” movies.
Had an online diary.
Fired a gun.
Gambled in a casino.
Had a yard sale.
And a lemonade stand.
Actually made money at the lemonade stand.
Been in a school play.
Been fired from a job.
Taken a lie detector test.
Swam with dolphins.
Gone to sea world. Voted for someone on a reality TV show. Written poetry.
Read more than 20 books a year.
Gone to Europe.
Loved someone you couldn’t have. Wondered about your sexuality. Used a coloring book over age 12.
Taken a taxi.
Seen the Washington Monument.
Had more than 5 IM’s/online conversations going at once. Overdosed.
Had a drug or alcohol problem.
Been in a fist fight.
Suffered any form of abuse. Had a hamster. Pet a wild animal. Used a credit card.
Gone surfing in California.
Did “spirit day” at school. Dyed your hair.
Got a tattoo.
Had something pierced. Got straight A’s. Been on the Honor Roll. Known someone with HIV or AIDS. Taken pictures with a webcam.
Started a fire.
Gotten caught having a party while parents were gone away
everything has sucked super mega lame balls. I am not going to censor anything, whatsoever. I will state everyone’s name that’s on my mind, and IDGAF what they think about it. It’s my blog and my thoughts; hence I’m starting this vent of all of you NOW: My step dad is cooking chili dogs, and the spicy aroma of the chili is tickling my senses. You know what bugs me? When people ask about my dad. For instance, Cuong asked me last night, “Do you have a good relationship with your dad?” And I said “No.” Then he asked more and more questions, and I was just sitting there like .____. I wish people knew what I went through so they don’t HAVE to ask me questions. I’m not an open book, if you don’t know, just wait for the topic to come up, because it eventually will when the time is right. You know what else bugs me? NOSY PEOPLE. Its like, stop asking me every fucking question on your mind. Yes, I respect your interest in me and my life, thanks, but you don’t need to know every detail of my day or how it went with this person at this time on that day during that hour. I’ll tell you if I want, just be PATIENT goddammit ._. Oh, and something else that bothers me is when people hurt you really badly, and then just THINK that they can come back into my life, and everything will be peachy kean and we will all live happily ever after… Uhm, NO. That’s not how it works. You hurt me, it’s done. I’ve had Patrick, Jeremiah, Julio, Alex, and my exes Eddie AND Mark talking to me lately.. I honestly don’t see why all of a sudden everyone wants to have me in their lives again, but what’s done is done, and I can’t handle losing you guys..again. It sucks, and its hard, but let me be. If I want you, I’LL initiate it. Gahh. OHH, OHH, OHH! And something else that’s really annoying me lately is Zachary Miller. YES YOU ZACK. You have no fucking idea how cold hearted you are for playing with my heart like a yo-yo, what kind of best friend does that? It’s pathetic how one minute you’re “the nicest guy ever who will cater to every girls needs”, and the next, you’re “done” and you tell me to FUCK OFF. And then I tell you I’m crying and you say you don’t give a fuck? And then you write a poem telling me how much you miss me, then I call you and you don’t answer?! WOW. You really are pathetic. I don’t need someone who can’t even have a stable conversation with me in my life. It’s ridiculous. Just make up your mind and deal with shit, stop telling me sad stories of your past for sympathy, cause it doesn’t fucking work. Pah. And now, I’ve been deciding if I want a relationship or not, and I’ve officially realized I’m staying single through my whole senior year. I may date a few people, just DATES, but I’m not gonna be committed ‘till college. Done and DONE. Hold up, gotta eat my chili dog. Aiiight, it’s been eaten. Hah. So Jordan’s telling me to get over all of this shizz, but I can’t. It takes time, and I just need patience from my friends, they need to understand that I always go through shit, but each time, it’s way different, so I learn how to cope with new things each time. Blahhh. Something else bothering me is this whole Rob ordeal. I just want peace. Honestly. But I keep hearing mixed messages from everyone, and I’m sick of hearing through the ‘grapevine’, just get the fucking balls to talk to me and tell me what’s up, stop sugar coating things. Avoidance of key facts is unessential in this time..So let’s just get over this shit. I STILL don’t know what you want from me, because one minute you don’t want to talk to me, the next you’re flirting, and then you want to hang out, but then you cant, and then when we do there’s always an awkward third-party, and its beyond frustrating. Though I feel all of this, I don’t give up, so I’m just going to wait it out and see where all of this mess goes. I really get frustrated easily now, it’s a shame. I used to be the most patient girl in the whole world. I saw things optimistically, even through the rough, I’d shine. I’d walk around smiling, and my happiness would spread to others. My laugh would make others laugh, and there would be an aura of joy around me. Now, my world has literally tumbled down to rock bottom. My parents don’t trust me for shit. My friends are bi-polar. Someone close to me has cancer. I rarely get to see my grandma anymore. Neither of my parents work, so I’m broke. I have dreams and goals, but they seem to be unattainable at this time because of my life’s circumstances. Every guy that I end up pursuing in my life fucks me over. My little brother is no help what-so-ever to my happiness, because he’s fucking spoiled. I’m full of test anxiety and finals are coming up starting tomorrow, for me -____- My senior friends are leaving me in T-minus 5 days :/ My hand is cramping from typing so much, & I don’t know whether or not to even care anymore. I feel beyond alone, and I don’t know if I want to be alone, or surrounded by people that care. Wait a minute, people that care? HAH. Like I’ll ever have that in my life. People claim that they care about me after only knowing me for roughly 3 weeks..that’s impractical. I just want truth, honestly, and loyalty. It seems to be nearly impossible to find anymore anyways. Fuck it, I’m done.