Soo ... maybe it was a mistake to join the cheer squad again? Haha. Maybe is an understatement I guess? I feel like I'm not really contributing to the squad cause I'm not really a cheerleader. Actually I got signed on cause I dance. I want to choreograph a dance. But everytime I do it looks like shit. I'm thinking a partner is needed ( Read more... )

I eat too much. I think I need to regulate my intake ( Read more... )

I went to six flags. Overall, when Im scared nervous I talk too much. I say things that generally I have the self control to keep in even when I'm drunk, or anxious nervous or whatever. It could've been more fun. But overall it was nice. I think the ride I enjoyed the most was the shouka the whale kiddie ride. It was so relaxing ( Read more... )

I'm not sure, but if your twenty, do you not have the right to choose your friends by this point? Everytime my mom meets one of my friends, she saids that I can't be friends with them. Actually everyone she says I cannot befriend. I think she met Fran once, she says not to be friends with her. And Anthony, as well as Judzon (whom was the first ( Read more... )

I should be a sleep getting rest for the first day of school but my minds still trying to clear out all the thoughts in my head. I'm so confused with it all. I don't know what to think. Last night was okay. Blah, I wish I could draw in this journal.

It's like a new journal. Revamped I guess Not much different actually, just instead of red and grey its mostly red.

Deleted my Myspace. Made a new one. There are reasons why but want to leave that out.

I was deceived and painfully taught a lesson that people cannot be trusted.

Its like being stabbed ... and you dont die but you want to finish the job ... Its time to hide, to be fake ... no one will know the difference ... no one knows me ...

I dont want to hurt anymore. I dont want to experience everything. I want it to go away. If I could go to anyone I would, but right now, I can't. Everythings so fucked up. Nothings right anymore. Nothing was ever right, I was just living the lie and enjoying it ... Why ... why do I care ...

You think people can be trusted ... but they can't. They get what they need, take it and leave. You don't hear from them again, they don't answer the calls. I guess we weren't even friends then ... what were we ( Read more... )

It makes me vulnerable to realize that you were able to tear down my world in less than a few minutes of conversation. We can't even be friends anymore? We cannot conversate anymore? What did I do? What did I not do? I'm broken and I bet you know that, but I'll keep fronting that I'm not. You took advantage of everything I was ... everything I had ( Read more... )