I guess I might just start updating my journal every-so-often, again.

I've got some really weird dream news this time. I dreamed about my grandmother again a couple days ago. I dreamed she was alive. I was with my brother. She was hugging me, and she looked really small, kind of frail, and very energetic at the same time.

Anyhow, we were all watching ( Read more... )

I can't shake this weird feeling.

Actually, there isn't just one, there's two. On one hand, there is the one I understand. I hate my friends. Maybe I know them too well; know their falls and short-comings. Really, they're just like me. I guess that means that I can't stand myself. Ha.

Then there's the other. The one I am confused about. It's just ( Read more... )

I have a weird fashion sense.

I am wearing a bell as a necklace, so now every one of my friends know when I'm coming. I guess it doesn't help that I ran down the halls screaming, "Potatoes!" Sophie turned right around, laughed, and said, "Hi to you, too, Zoey."

I need to stop drawing attention to myself.

But it really is way fun. 

         Oh wow. What the hell am I supposed to type here?

Ugh! No! I've got nothing.

And damn proud of it.

         So, I was at this blood drive today. The best and most productive thing I ever did.

I felt like shit, afterwords. And I still feel kind of dizzy. Yet, fuck! This is the greatest thing I have ever done--the start of a good place in my life. Serious.

Let's hope this life never ends.

        Well, everything's been nothing short of perfect, lately. Strange thing is, it's never perfect when I'm with my other friends. Since, you know, they always tell me his faults. And no matter how much I fight for him, they never shut up and leave him alone.

Get the picture, you fucks. I don't care what he's done wrong. Stop giving me ( Read more... )

         So, I have parent-teacher confrences tomorrow, which should go okay considering I passed everything. Still. Mixing my mom and my school/social hang-out gets kind of annoying ( Read more... )

         I really like him and he really likes me ( Read more... )

         You'll never believe where I was today. (I hardly believe it myself.)

I was in a place with no life and an arm's length away from death.

And, there, I lost myself only to doubt whether I had it at all. Let's just say I was talking to myself, both scared that someone would listen, and that particular people wouldn't care.

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         It's weird.

I hate it when you laugh at how stupid I can be.

But, I can't possible hate it that much, since I keep doing the same thing over and over again. (With a huge smile on my face, nonetheless.)

Sincerely,
                Your little Masochist