I feel the compassion to update for those who don't have an xanga, but have niether the will nor the determination to do so. So I will leave those who want to know more about me with this. Really slow paced week. It feels like it should be Thursday or Friday already. School is excurciatingly and painstakingly boring, baseball has slowly consumed my ( Read more... )

May be different but remember ( Read more... )

I've been told that it's only high school. This is where you make the big mistakes before you enter your adult hood. Well, does everyone just want to make mistakes while they're in an emotionally and physical roller coaster? I certainly don't, and quite frankly am sick and tired of not be good enough to prove myself to anyone. I'm tired of learning ( Read more... )

This is the only time I will make two entries in one day. I think that people hav migrated to xanga. Which is cool, but don't forget you have a live journal. Every once in a while, you should periodically update and give me a look into your life. Why you may ask? Why! because I'm a bored teenager that can't drive yet, so I want to consume myself ( Read more... )

Hold on tight the world is like a carousel. Spinning around and around. Never slowing sown. 24 hours turn into seven days. Seven days turn into one week. One week turns into two, then three, then becomes a month. Month turns over twelve times before it becomes a year. Years pass, and each one you grow older. The older you are, the more ( Read more... )

Loneliness, the greatest fear in all humans. All humans feel that loneliness is the ultimate view of how people just don't care about you. I ask this question. Could I be lonely? I might actually be. People give me a false sense of security. Sometimes I can trust them. Other times I feel as if I'm being played, used, or just being wronged. Do I ( Read more... )

Well, apparently the internet has become the uncool place to be now. I get on, and no one is on. Everyone is out and about. No one updates this journal anymore. I can understand that some people have another internet journal, but isn't one enough? I know, these are hypocritical words, seeing as I have just started using the old one I had, but why ( Read more... )

Rape me ( Read more... )

Well, it's Friday. Usually I write a story that describes my life or situations I feel or am experiencing. This time I'm not feeling creative, plus, it's not worth the time. Nobody actually reads the stories and I'm fine with that. Plus, most the events are just an escape to the suffering or pain that is called my life. Anguish seems to control my ( Read more... )

I feel inclined to talk about Valentines Day, even though, it isn't for a few more days. Valentines Day can be summed up with just one word, love. And to celebrate love they always have songs to help people to identify with the feelings and emotions of the word we refer to as love. We also use poetry and incorporate these as another charming gift ( Read more... )