"let go of what ever makes you stop" that's the title of the book my grandmother lent to me. nugget# 10 in the book is "when you excuse yourself, you accuse yourself." I'm finding that I'm not really going common sense with my issues ( Read more... )

I'm nacious (how the f do you spell that?) nocious? nausiated? oh well you get my point. I guess all the world doesn't need to know but I want to scream it so loud to get it all out of me, yet I want no one to hear me and tell the rest of the stupid people in this world. Oh to be free and not want. I think its 'cause I lost my faith, again strange ( Read more... )

now that AP tests are over I'm relaxed as well as exhausted. Well, Saturday's Prom has came and went, that crazy dance, that whole entire week was amazing. Awh that person, my lovely boyfriend came and left already.:'( He left on Sunday. It was too short a good bye. It was like, drive like a maniac to get to the airport, Cause of breakfast we ( Read more... )

In the Hall of the Moutnian King to me is tapping your fingers on a desk and balah blah throwing some extra notes in there. this next band lession is going to scare me I can't even play the major scales that high. and they don't really make bass clarinet scales... I've got the B flat one. woot I'm playing soprano notes off a bass. Eww!. Well ( Read more... )

aah yeah. I've got this delema with prom.. my hair.. my shoes ( Read more... )

*JAMS OUT ( Read more... )

Yes I figured out I should stop bitching.
I went to winona today.

I was just in an accident. Guess what I did today, after large group contest? Vaccummed the glass out of the car, slammed the crinkled door back on the body so it latched and locked. Wrote "BIG OUCH" in permenant marker on the side. Te he. Then my mom's boyfirend and I took what was left of the window and vaccummed that out. Proceeded to cut out ( Read more... )

Yep so I'm coming home from school right. About 4 o clock Aislin was with me. I wanted to go to my house so I could grab some money to go to Winona so I could get my nose pierced, Considering it is my 18th B-day and I can "do what I want". well ( Read more... )

well I no longer have long distance on my house phone. Which means I can't call cell phones or my dad or anyone that really keeps in touch with me. They must call me. This is radical. NO it's crap... Pouts ( Read more... )