Well I guess today is just one of those akward days. You know-the days when all you want to do is just go to sleep and forget everything. Or just sleep to shut the noise out. I'm so tired...

Soundstage's calendar says The American Tragedy [IS PLAYING] FRIDAY NIGHT!!! I'm so excited. >.< But, I called Amber to tell her and she said she probably won ( Read more... )

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::Stolen from Mr. Steve::
::*Stolen from Alison*::

Ask me four questions. Any four, no matter how personal, private or random.

I will answer them honestly. I have to answer them all.

In turn, you post this message in your own journal and you have to answer the questions that are asked of you.

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And when it all comes crashing down ( Read more... )

So, I've decided no matter how much you ignore it, no matter how much we hate it, we get betrayed and stabbed from behind, from only our "surest" friends. Everyone does it, and everyone gets it.. endless cycle ( Read more... )

I called Roach... I said, "Where were you Saturday night?". All in all he confessed, but distinctively told me nothing happened between him and the girls. He spent the night because "he was staying with Kasey, and Kasey stayed at the chicks' house". So, okay.. what the crap ever. I almost can't believe "nothing" happened. But, I convinced him that ( Read more... )

Friday night, I went to Soundstage with Amber. We didn't watch a show because they didn't start until ten, we had to leave and ten-thirty, so we just hung out with our friends until then. I talked to a lot of people, and I met some new kids, as usual-. Roach was there, and he acted like he didn't want me to exhist for an entire night. He made me ( Read more... )

Boyfriends are exactly like songs.. U find one you think you like... download it... listen to it to try it out to see if it suits you.. then you become obsessed.. totally infatuated with that particular song, saying its your favorite and there can never be another that will take its place. You make cd's of it and brag to all your friends of how ( Read more... )

January 24th = "Most Depressing Day of the Year"
Well, it was definetly an utmost annoying-as-flup day. -.-

My throat is KILLING me. I'm out of school again. Which means I will have sooo much crap to make up, and quizes and tests to cram for tomorrow. This sucks.. I hate being sick. On the left side of my neck there is a bump, where my gland is ( Read more... )