because I'm not mad, I'm just really hurt. And I don't see how I can be fair to or understand a situation when someone won't just please explain it to me. I know I'm not the brightest kid in the class, but you can't expect anyone to understand if you don't just please tell me what is going on. I'm sorry that you had a bad night, but it is my job as ( Read more... )

Jesse, I'm sorry about what I said in what you are about to read....but I'm not gonna delete it either.

So yeah, I got dumped by my boy of three weeks (damn, it's been a long time since i've updated)...and I'm pissed. Because I did absolutly NOTHING wrong. NOTHING wrong at all....okay, maybe I freaked him out a little with a weird sort of obsession I have, but that's it...and the worst part is that someone (who is reading this right this very minute ( Read more... )

OMFG, Jack was SO funny last night @ city museum. That boy is so funny and so random. We were all in this little hole in the middle of the enchanted forest, or whatever, and amanda (i think.....sorry) and jack started making this horrifically awesome noises like they were banging it, screaming really loud, and groaning and shouting hilarious stuff ( Read more... )

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So Miss Fink told me today that she wouldn't take points off of my final for my little attack I had at the recital, which is a very good thing. What? You haven't heard about my panic attack at the recital? Too bad, you're not gonna. Unless you really want to, then leave a comment and I'll tell you. (real funny Lizzi, no one even reads your ( Read more... )

I made chex mix today. Chex mix is the epitome of christmas. And I don't even care what epitome means, chex mix is the cheese.
Anyway, check this out:
dizzymisslizz's Flesch-Kincaid Grade Level: 7Average number of words per sentence:15.58Average number of syllables per word:1.40Total words in sample:1324Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern ( Read more... )

I don't wanna grow up. No, seriously, i don't want to grow up. Don't make me. I want to be...twelve again. twelve was fun. twelve was easy. I look at my parents and worry that all being an adult is is going to work fixing the house and sleeping. That sucks...compared to my going to school, watching tv and sleeping...yeah. You know what else sucks? ( Read more... )

And it really isn't. Forgive me for whining, but I truly do hate having bipolar disorder. I'm either hitting my head on the celing or crashing on the ground; edited this part out, sorry., wide awake or falling asleep....this really sucks. Some would say it's just being a teenager, but everyone else must be hiding it really well then. Why is ( Read more... )

Is there such a thing as being too nice? I mean, so nice that it's scary? Like follow you around, clean up everything you leave out for more than 10 seconds, asking if you need anything, what can I do for you, master are you comfortable? Yeah, freaky ( Read more... )