I'm venting.

Actually, I've been debating whether to make this a private entry or not. But then I realize - it's my journal, my life, and I'm entitled to my opinion. And I'm not really feeling anything bad towards any certain person in particular. So therefore: public ( Read more... )

School is in 2 days. I have mixed feelings about that. I'm already stressed. I can tell this year is gonna be SO different. But it's whatever. This summer sucked.
It was nothing like last summer. Although I have been spending lots of time with a boy I love lately. We seriously do fight like we're married. But when he holds me, everything is right ( Read more... )

God I hate the parents in this town. Everyone is so fake, and such backstabbers ... mine included. My mom was just on the phone with Mrs. Murray and they were talking about Tim and that situation and about how if "other parents only knew the things they knew about their kids" and blah blah and I just flipped out at her. She has no idea about ( Read more... )

TRY TO SERIOUSLY FOLLOW UP ON THIS...AND REPOST IT ( Read more... )

School starts in nine days. And I couldn't be more ready. Ready for senior year, ready to have something to do, ready to go to college and get out of Putnam. Ready to get away from my house. My mom's not talking to me. I don't know what I did or why ... she's just completly ignoring me. Of course she's still all nice with my brother. Of course. I ( Read more... )

Today was probably one of the best days.
I got $135 sunglasses for free.
I bought a new purse.
I volunteered at the Deary Road Race.
And and AND - I saw Andy :)

The ninth always makes me a little sad

I need to get out of Putnam, Connecticut. Now.
I don't think of it as running away ... I think of it as running into something else. Something better.

I know this is what I always write about, but I can't get over how much I despise this town.

So - I figured I'm about due for an update in which I write every detail about my life and make myself sound incredibly cool. Last night ... ohhhh last night. It was just one of those crazy, party hopping, inebriated times with mostly my favorite people. But, in true Putnam fashion, you can't have fun without drama. And there was plenty. There ( Read more... )

And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time ...