take 2 seroquel before a funeral. works every time.
sorry it's been so long, nancies. it's been eventful... two grandparents died.. i made a huge "life altering decision".. it's been crazy.
and to top it all off, i've been grounded.
right now i'm in the dining room waiting for a scary movie to get over with. my cousin is here.
as trashbag knows, i can get mighty scared. :S usually i squeal alot or something ridiculous. yowza!
i have been worried about how maybe foltzy hates me or something... every time i call he doesn't answer and i love him alot! he's one of my BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!! foltzy... =tear= we were going to have a future of jamming and sharing pants.. come back to me!
i think i'm slowly going towards emo, but clinging on for LIFE to the 'other side'... haha. right now, my bangs are cut mighty short, i'm wearing a SWEATER.. and emo glasses. why look. here's an example.
pathetic... simply pathetic. oh well folks. someone tell me they like my new bangs... :( please...
there was a horrible incident today... i was on msn and someone under kyle's name said, "fuck you bitch, it's over." and i thought it was kyle, so even though it made my stomach hurt even looking at it, i was all ha-ha-very-funny-ish... and the person just kept saying the most horrible things... so i signed off and just started crying and the such... i mean it CAN'T have been him, i thought. he just called me yesterday simply to let me know the cure would be on tv. he wouldn't break up with me the next day, let alone like that... so we went by his house and he wasn't home... i called and he wasn't home.. [i told my mom because she asked what was wrong and she was like, "god dammit, no kid'll make a girl of mine cry... get your gun, ethel"... so we drove around and then tah-dah! there he is walking down the street to his house with zach and some other guy [i didn't really pay attention though]. here's how it went.
me-...hi
him-hey sammy c.!
me- that wasn't you, was it?!
him-what?
me-someone just logged on to your msn name and like... viciously broke up with me!
him-i was at zach's for like... 4 hours. we saw the cure on vh1.
me-i was so worried..
him-=frown=
me-i cried!!
him-it definitely wasn't me.
me-i need a hug.
=hug=
me-and a kiss.
=kiss=
me-okay.. have fun.. au revoir, peewee!
him- au revoir, simone!
so george bush is all "more cops=less drugs!"
well, georgy.. "more cops=more hate toward you and cops from children"
why do i give a shit? this is all a waste of time.
in a perfect world, you need to be on the list to get in. here are the people who can get in to my perfect world.
-trashy
-foltzy
-my cousins! [chyeah! ask trashbag! they rule!]
-kyle
-gandhi
-my pets
it would be a small world. me and foltz and trash would make a band. we would roxor.
i am DONE!!
i love you all!!
au revoir, peewee!
and to top it all off, i've been grounded.
right now i'm in the dining room waiting for a scary movie to get over with. my cousin is here.
as trashbag knows, i can get mighty scared. :S usually i squeal alot or something ridiculous. yowza!
i have been worried about how maybe foltzy hates me or something... every time i call he doesn't answer and i love him alot! he's one of my BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!! foltzy... =tear= we were going to have a future of jamming and sharing pants.. come back to me!
i think i'm slowly going towards emo, but clinging on for LIFE to the 'other side'... haha. right now, my bangs are cut mighty short, i'm wearing a SWEATER.. and emo glasses. why look. here's an example.
pathetic... simply pathetic. oh well folks. someone tell me they like my new bangs... :( please...
there was a horrible incident today... i was on msn and someone under kyle's name said, "fuck you bitch, it's over." and i thought it was kyle, so even though it made my stomach hurt even looking at it, i was all ha-ha-very-funny-ish... and the person just kept saying the most horrible things... so i signed off and just started crying and the such... i mean it CAN'T have been him, i thought. he just called me yesterday simply to let me know the cure would be on tv. he wouldn't break up with me the next day, let alone like that... so we went by his house and he wasn't home... i called and he wasn't home.. [i told my mom because she asked what was wrong and she was like, "god dammit, no kid'll make a girl of mine cry... get your gun, ethel"... so we drove around and then tah-dah! there he is walking down the street to his house with zach and some other guy [i didn't really pay attention though]. here's how it went.
me-...hi
him-hey sammy c.!
me- that wasn't you, was it?!
him-what?
me-someone just logged on to your msn name and like... viciously broke up with me!
him-i was at zach's for like... 4 hours. we saw the cure on vh1.
me-i was so worried..
him-=frown=
me-i cried!!
him-it definitely wasn't me.
me-i need a hug.
=hug=
me-and a kiss.
=kiss=
me-okay.. have fun.. au revoir, peewee!
him- au revoir, simone!
so george bush is all "more cops=less drugs!"
well, georgy.. "more cops=more hate toward you and cops from children"
why do i give a shit? this is all a waste of time.
in a perfect world, you need to be on the list to get in. here are the people who can get in to my perfect world.
-trashy
-foltzy
-my cousins! [chyeah! ask trashbag! they rule!]
-kyle
-gandhi
-my pets
it would be a small world. me and foltz and trash would make a band. we would roxor.
i am DONE!!
i love you all!!
au revoir, peewee!