so i don't forget:

friday- made macaroni for brad and stayed at cassies
saturday- jen jen appreciation day, and bullets and octane
sunday- lazy home and shopping with my mom
monday- school and brad and robert and some great deals.

i spent my bday money now. even though i have it burnt, i got three cheers for sweet revenge for 11.99, and then i got ( Read more... )

yet another post...

i'm quite dissapointed that i am not seeing my chemical romance tomorrow. i hope they know i still love them though. hm. i kinda felt like choked up watching them on tv today. i don't think anyone really knows or believes how much i love some of the bands i listen to.

i'd like to take a moment to say i love the used.

there is NOTHING you can do about that either.

lets just laugh until your sister knocks on the wall.

right now. i'm thinking about what my life has begun. it's getting more and more to nothing. i used to love it, and then it got sad, but i found my bestest friend ever. and then she went away. i'm just down to nothing now. i remember before i met my bestest person and i had fun, but i got sad from things and then i met her and life was fun, and i ( Read more... )

i am the biggest dweeb. just for the record. i was so there.

saturday is bullets and octane. and aren't you in for a suprise...

so it's like little sarah would say that the pain just instantly starts. my tummy pain is like whoa. and well. last night steven called. he called for an hour before my shower and for an hour and a half before i went to bed. and eh. i shouldnt have let myself talk to him. he would never get off the phone either, and it's so hard for me to hang up ( Read more... )

we can be so cute. and i think we make whitney jelous:

"goodbye asshole"

"see you later asshole"

thats me and brad today.

aw. every song.
im sorry to say i still think about you and i see it in your eyes that you're disgusted by me. all i can do is try.
sorry everyday.

and now i'm in also a huge dilemma over my agenda of this next weekend. well only for one day. eh.

not that it's your fault, but directly as i started getting out of the car i started crying, and i couldnt wave goodbye. your mom just rubbed it in so much, and i realize i know nothing of your life these past however longness, because i guess you choose to keep it from me, and i have a feeling i only got a painting because you know i'd think ( Read more... )