There's really nothing to say except :

• I'm really tired.
• Homework is ruining me.
• Alison is missed greatly.
• Tests are sooooo frequent
• Exercise is hard to fit into my schedule.

So I started listening to Taking Back Sunday and ironically it took me BACK. Back to where Lindsey and I would listen to them on her cd and go into deep conversations of lust and love and how we wanted to be in HighSchool soooo bad. Well, we are Lindsey. I hate what I did and I realize it was dumb and shouldn't have wrote about how you weren't that ( Read more... )

 It's been a long freaking while since I've listened to a song

that made me feel wonderful. Like since I can remember, there

was never a day where I didn't have a song that I just HAD to

listen to but I do now.

Can't wait for HighSchool, man. I hope the Ohenry freshman are

hotties and I hope to find a few girls that don't think the world

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( Picture Survey )

I'm over at Lindsey's right now about to go to her brother's baseball game

and chill out the rest of the day. Life's been pretty good lately; let's hope

it stays that way. I'll post pictures of tonight later on.

 I guess this entry is pretty useless but I just feel like

someone feeling sorry for me. I'm sick of feeling like

no one cares about me. Today Lindsey was supposed to

be spending the night after volleyball which ended at 9.

She didn't call me all day and then at 10:30 she cancelled

on me. I guess it just got to me a lot because I haven't

really ( Read more... )

( Thief )

 So this is my weekend ...

• Tomorrow waking up at 8 A.M and going to McCallum HS

to take a 4 hour long Spanish test so that I don't have to take

it later on in High School. I guess it'll pay off.

• Maybe go shopping after that for a while.
• Make food for the next day (Mother's Day)
• Work on Health and English projects.
• Go to bed.

Wish I could write what I really felt in here about some

issues with me. I don't even know why I think people care

about what's going on with me. I'm not in a mad mood at

all if that's how it seems, I'm just pensive. UGH. Just so

many things I wish I could let the best person in my life

in. I can't even explain it, 'cause it'd be pretty obvious.

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I love Andrea. And everyone's a fuck.

Mr. Hamad's a stubborn terrorist who thinks he's funny

and awesome, and has authority against children who

do nothing. I mean I could tell on him that he like hits

kids because he does (trying to be funny?) but he does

it. It made me so mad that he would not let Lindsey

go to the SlideShow...and he said he ( Read more... )