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This journal for anyone to read. It's about my life and the struggles that I (and many others) go through everyday. I would like advise anyone who wants to comment on anything in my journal to please, please, PLEASE be nice and non-judgemental. These are things that I FEEL and the things that I believe in.

-xo
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Mar. 15th, 2010 @ 04:28 pm Jeeze. . .
location: My boring fucking room (which needs a good scrub)
I'm feeling: frustrated
I'm listening to: Paramore - Pressure

---Okay, well, it's been FOREVER since I've updated this. To tell the truth, I had completely forgotten about it until just now x: Figured I may as well put in a new whining post. Just cuz I feel like it. . . 

Yah. . .

Anyway, it's 2010, woo fucking hoo. Nothing exciting really been happening. Well, recently, anyway.

Let's see, a quick summary in list form:

-Got kicked out of school
-Transferred to different school
-Forced to see stupid fucking psychiatrist
-Faked my way out by making myself look totally and completely normal
-Got out of having to see psychiatrist
-Found out my mom did know about cutting (I knew that already, though) 
-Haven't cut in a while (yay!!)
-Trying to fucking graduate
-Have no idea what I'm going to do AFTER school, so I'm spreading it out as much as possible
-I have no friends
-No one cares about me anymore (friend wise)
-Got a cell phone, no one texts me anymore (assholes)
-I'm lonely as fuck
-I'm bored as fuck
-Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
-I like to swear a lot
-I've been drawing on the computer a lot (http://tempest-san.deviantart.com)
-I'm still an anime/manga nerd
-I have spider bites, now
-Working on a septum
-My hair is pink(ish, it faded)
-I have too much fucking homework to do in too little fucking time
-My life sucks, but I'm used to it
-I have a fucking cough, for the last two weeks
-My eyes are still fucked up
-I'm still fat (apparently I've lost weight, though. I dun fucking know, no scale or what-not, just what people keep telling me)
-Life.
-Fucking.
-SUUUUCKS.

Just because it's totally fucking stagnant and boring and BLARRRRGHGHGHGHGHGHHHH.

xo -K
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Jul. 31st, 2009 @ 01:43 am "I know what's it's like to want to die"
I'm feeling: empty
I'm listening to: Viva La Vida - Coldplay
Tags: , ,

---"Susanna: I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. How you hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside. "



I just watched Girl, Interrupted. It's the most amazing movie I've ever seen. I can totally relate to Susanna. I live it.



The movie made me cry.



It also made the emptiness appear again.



The emptiness. It appears when I think about everything that hurts me. I can't breathe, and my chest hurts. It feels like my heart has been torn out.



My chaotic little hole.
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Jul. 28th, 2009 @ 03:04 am Who fucking cares, anyway?
I'm feeling: numb
I'm listening to: Iris - Goo Goo Dolls

---I was just going through a few of my old posts, and I was thinking, "Who the fuck cares about this crap?" Won't people just think, "What a stupid, whiney cunt?"

That's what I think of myself. And much worse.

Not that it even matters.

Maybe when I die, this will be "a nice little suicide note of my life", to put it in Nikki's words.

Not many people in this generation even know who Motley Crue is. Sad, very sad.

I've always wondered what it would be like to be addicted to drugs. Or, to try them at all. From what I can see, it sucks like shit. But, I'm curious none-the-less. Would it numb all these stupid feelings and thoughts? Or, would it just make it worse? Probably worse. Maybe it would be at least an excuse, right? What right do I even have to claim I'm unhappy? I should be happy. I SHOULD be. But, I'm not.

Somedays, I wish I could just restart. It seems to be a better way for me to find some way to live. Maybe I could have changed things. . .

It's my birthday soon. I'll be 18 years old. BLEGH.

Ever since my 16th, my birthday is a sad time. I miss Donavin. 2 days before my birthday he died. Now, everytime my birthday comes around, I'm stuck with THOSE thoughts. Not very helpful. Not at all.

Stupid reality. I hate it. >.>;

-K.
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Jul. 27th, 2009 @ 01:55 am Been a While. . .
location: Bed room
I'm feeling: scared
I'm listening to: Haunted-Kelly Clarkson

---I still cut. Worse than ever before. When I made that first cut three years ago, I never would have thought it would take me here. Where I would spend my time, saying to myself, "What's wrong with you? You can go deeper than that? That's a wussy cut, deeper!" I'm starting to scare even myself. But, it's like a drug now! I can't go days without it. It's not like it matters anymore, I'm already so scarred, it doesn't matter if I add to it. Some days I wish that I didn't live with anyone, that I lived by myself. I could try to get my own place, get a job, but it's so hard to now. Money is such an ongoing issue. I have a job right now, but it's only whenever people are on vacation and they need me in. Just a week or two here or there. And school is killed. I've failed too many classes. I've screwed myself over.

Fuck.

Maybe, I will be able to go deep enough. . .
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Mar. 20th, 2009 @ 12:25 am ;~;
I'm feeling: depressed

---These scars, they are all that I can depend on. They are all that I am. Or, it feels like this to me. But, I also carry this burden of them being there. A feeling of shame that not many other people carry. I always think of them. How they are just THERE, and I can't do anything but add to them. It hurts, I would lie if I said it didn't. Deep in my heart, there is a spot where they have eaten away at it. It's the same hole where every other pain has gouged into. When I see those old posts where he says, I love you sooo much, Oh, how much that hurts. . . He loves someone else, now. I was lying to myself the whole time. I still have so much feelings for him, but I screwed it up. Now, I only hope for some, however little, acknowledgement from him. It doesn't heal that pain, but it makes me feel a little better. Only a little. . .

It's as though I have been left behind. A.R has her TKD, C.R has J.H and likewise, M.S has other friends as well. I feel so left behind. Everyone has someone, all except for me. I have NO ONE. I have nothing. Is that selfish? To want something so badly like that? To feel SO left out like that? But, I do. How badly have I wanted to be wanted. . . But, it's all pointless, isn't it. No one wants me. I'll just be left behind my entire life. . . Left behind, and alone. . .

I wish I could end this. . .
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Dec. 31st, 2008 @ 09:23 pm Poetry Update
I'm feeling: depressed

[center]Hello, my dear, how are you?
I am fine, but if you only knew
The scars that travel across my skin
The razor blades that always win
Written hopes across a page
The poison is at it deadliest stage
Always wishing for the final act
With me and you in our Suicide Pact
The ties that bind around us
The love the passion in our trust
Insane lies and beckoned tears
The way we survived all these years
So much blood that had fallen from our veins
So many lives that we have stained
It's time for us to erase those lies
It has been our long-awaited demise
And now it's time for our final act
As I smash the mirror in my Suicide Pact

~*~*~*~*~

And there she was a blade in hand
No more hesitations
It wasn't time to second guess
Send out the invitations
For the one little funeral
Of a broken hearted girl
Who had finally given up
Decided to leave this world
With people on the streets
Who were crying out her name
She never would have thought
Her death would cause such pain
For every hundred smiles
In our memories that we shared
We cried ten thousand tears
To show how much we cared
How did I ever come to tread
The same heartbroken ways
To come to now and do the same
The same you did that day
And here I am a blade in hand
No more hesitations
It isn't time to second guess
Send out the invitations


~*~*~*~*~

Where my body lies, I am existing. But, what is an existence without a meaning? What is a life, without living? How can I look you in the eyes and say, 的知 sorry,・when your eyes no longer shine with the life you once had. The only thing that marks your existence shines dully in the sun. A piece of polished stone, carved granite rock. A name, a date, and a phrase is all that I can hold in my heart that you had once been alive. 的t is not length of life, but depth of life.・That痴 what it says.
And then there is the searing heartache that bursts my chest whenever I think of you. An ache in my wrists from all the attempts of finding salvation. Trying, trying to release the guilt in a vad of red. A guilt that con no longer be freed through my dry eyes. How can I be alive, and you are not? I do not deserve this gift. I would give it up, just to see your once glowing, tender smile. How does such a beautiful story come to such a tragic end?

And all I can say now, all that I can do is drown in my own shame, my own guilt.

That I did not,

Could not,

Save you. [/center]
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Dec. 31st, 2008 @ 08:57 pm Happy Fucking New Year, Yo.
I'm feeling: Going Insane

---Today is the 31st of December. Whoop-dee-fucking-do. Dx Christmas was alright for me. I got a graphic tablet (a.k.a. Pen tablet). It's great :D I can make purdy pics on my computer. I also go on iscribble.net, which is a draw&chat site. It's pretty cool. I've met alot of new people on there. Yay.

So, lately, my mind has been in worst condition than I've ever had it before. I don't think I have ever been so confused, or in so much mental anguish before. It's almost as though everything that has ever happened to me, anything bad, is starting to finally come to my realization, along with all the recent happenings. They run awol all around my head, and whenever I try to think clearly, or when I try to organize my thoughts, it ends up giving me a headache. I try to push the thoughts, anxieties, everything back, and focus on what I'm doing from minute to minute, but they always come back to the front of my thoughts. I have been trying so hard to distract myself. All the feelings I have, all the 'drama' in my own head, makes me want to lose control. I think my SIing has worsened because of it. I've been a lot more reckless. More daring. I may not do it as much as I had once, but the 'quality' (so to speak) has over powered the quantity it had once been.

You're all probably wondering what's in my head, my thoughts. Well, even now, they're all moving so fast, back and forth, back and forth. Going from what's happened with my best friend (there's another post about her, if you feel like looking), and how her not going to school anymore makes me feel like I might lose her as a friend. I do have other friends, but it. . . just doesn't feel the same. She was one of the first people who held out their hand in friendship when I moved to the city. And, I felt like we had a really close bond, because she said how she's never really had a close friend like me, and how her mom hasn't seen her smile so much before I can, or laugh so much before. I feel like a little kid who just had a favorite toy broken, and is offered a new one, but ends up having a temper tantrum because they want the broken one, not a new one. I've already lost so many of those bonds in the last year. When I moved, it just wasn't ever going to be the same. All those people I left behind, they all live and have fun, without me. Actually, it wasn't like I left them behind, it was more that I was the one who was left behind, as I moved on.

I always thougth that moving away from where I used to live, it would help me heal. I would never forget, but not always have to remember everywhere I go.

Then there's the dumbest part of my own little drama. Boys. I hate myself for even worrying about something like this. Always thinking, and regretting, and wishing, and dreaming, but always knowing that it just never works for me. Especially because the boy I'm. . . infatuated {I won't let myself have it become anything more than that to me} in, is. . . sadly. . . my best friend's brother. *sigh* I barely saw it coming. I just sort of 'noticed' one day. I've been in complete denial about it to myself. And typing it out now, it makes it seem worse. I feel like a little school girl, worrying about this silly little thing. I know that he's still hung up over a girl, or I believe he is, and I know that I could never even begin to compare to that girl. I just know it. I don't know her, I've never met her, and probably never will, but I just know she must be wonderful.

I just really want to die. I've tried it before, but never had the ability to do it. People say that's suicide is a cowardly thing to do, but how come I don't have the courage? DX Gah. . .

-</3</3
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Dec. 16th, 2008 @ 05:14 pm Time For a Real Update.

---Hm, let's see. Well, I'm single again. Which sucks. I'm still cutting. Which sucks even more. And I've been working my ass off at school so I don't get kicked out. I fucking HATE my guidance counsellor. He's such an ass hole. Man, did I EVER want to bitch slap him across the face. Plus there's the fact that my best friend is out of school for the rest of the semester because of health issues (let you know more later), and I get so lonely at school. I do have other people to hang out with and all that, but one of those people are her brother and. . . I think I like him. LIKE like him. I don't want to. I think it would be very weird, plus he's like two years older than me.

So, this weekend I went over to my BFF's house, and she told me that she hates keeping secrets from me about why she's decided to take a medical break and it's because she started cutting, and her family knows about it, and now I do. I don't know if I should tell her that I cut too. I don't know why I didn't. I think it was mostly because I don't want her to have to worry about me along with all the things she's going through. But, I also think that if she figures it out, and that I didn't tell her, that she'll be a little mad at me. Maybe. So all this stuff, plus school, and the crush that I don't want happening, AND the fact my Papa is in the hospital cuz he's really sick. . . I don't know if I can handle all this pressure. >.<

FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TT__TT
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Dec. 16th, 2008 @ 05:12 pm Could Not Save You

Where my body lies, I am existing. But, what is an existence without a meaning? What is a life, without living? How can I look you in the eyes and say, "I'm sorry," when your eyes no longer shine with the life you once had. The only thing that marks your existence shines dully in the sun. A piece of polished stone, carved granite rock. A name, a date, and a phrase is all that I can hold in my heart that you had once been alive. "It is not length of life, but depth of life." That's what it says.

And then there is the searing heartache that bursts my chest whenever I think of you. An ache in my wrists from all the attempts of finding salvation. Trying, trying to release the guilt in a vad of red. A guilt that con no longer be freed through my dry eyes. How can I be alive, and you are not? I do not deserve this gift. I would give it up, just to see your once glowing, tender smile. How does such a beautiful story come to such a tragic end?

And all I can say now, all that I can do is drown in my own shame, my own guilt.

That I did not,

Could not,

Save you.
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Dec. 16th, 2008 @ 05:11 pm Letting Go

Welcome to the world of secrets. Of lies. Of broken dreams. The air is sweet, too sweet, as I fall. Or, am I rising? There is no weight, but my hair floats around, and above me. It ripples in the whiteness that I see. All that I see. White in front of me. White above me. White below. White behind. It seems I am forever falling, down, down, down. Rising, up, up, up.

It is warm. So wonderfully warm. I find myself closing my eyes. Letting the warmth soak into my body. I breath in. The sweet scent is getting stronger. It's starting to hurt my lungs. The warmth is starting to get too warm. Too hot. I fight to breath in fresh air. The sweetness burns at my throat. At my nose. I try to hold my breath. My lungs scream in pain. My face scrunches in pain. My head aches.

Finally, when I cannot hold my breath any longer, I breath in. Long and deep. The sweetness has gone. The heat has cooled. My body relaxes. The pain numbs. Slowly, starting at my toes. It washes up my feet, my calves, knees, thighs, my bottom, my back and stomach. Up, up, up. It feels so cool. Like water. I look down. The whiteness has turned into a crystal blue. Small ripples drift away from my chest as I continue downwards. I lift my arms as the crystalline, cool water soak into me. Numbing my muscles. It reaches my lips. I hold my breath again.

My hair ripples in the waves. All around me. Like silk ribbons. I reach out and touch some. Soft. Dry. I'm still dry. Is this not water? I chance another breath. Fresh oxygen is pulled in. I look around. I hear a beeping. What is that?

It's then that I see you. The way that I remember you. You are far away. Looking at me. Deep, green eyes staring. I blink. You are gone. I blink. You are standing behind me. You warm skin touching mine. Your fingers reach for mine. Entwining with my hand. My fingers. The beeping grows ever louder.

I feel your presence disappear for only another moment. Just to appear once again. Your arms wrapped around me. I feel your hot breath on my neck. One of your hands play with my hair. I feel your heart beat. I hear that beeping sound again. It's getting louder. I can't ignore it anymore. It's invading all my thoughts. All the senses. I hear your voice. Only slightly.

Then the whiteness is gone. It's replaced with dark. My hand whips up, slamming it on the corner of my night stand. Pain shoots up my arm as I throw the other at the alarm clock. My hand fumbles for a moment, looking for the snooze button. The beeping stops. I sigh. I was so close this time. So close to hearing your voice in my ear once more.

I feel tears escape my eyes. I shut them. The hot liquid streaming down my face as I remember. I remember everything. A scream echoing down quiet halls. A thud as I fall to my knees. Numbness soaking through to my thoughts. To everything around me. People grabbing at me. Holding me. As everything turns to pain. As every moment we had is lost forever.

As the love that I had for you streams down from my eyes.

And as I slowly begin to learn how to let you go.
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Sep. 14th, 2008 @ 12:02 pm Hopelessness
location: My Bed
I'm feeling: apathetic
I'm listening to: Smile Like You Mean It - The Killers

Hopelessness is defined with more than just words in a dictionary. Anyone who has ever felt it, knows exactly what I mean. It's a feeling. An emotion that crumbles away all your confidence. No one, I'm sure, knows where it comes from. Perhaps from the knowledge that, in the end, everything you had treasured, will wither, will die, and disappear, leaving only a distant shimmer of an existence that once was. Perhaps that's where it had started for me. A feeling of hopelessness? A feeling of being lost in the darkness, with only a tiny candle to find your way, all the while a fierce wind is threatening to blow out the tiny, flickering flame the entire time. The chilling darkness that ebbs away all your hope, your desire to keep going, to persevere. I've seen what happens when one decides to let it go. To give up. And it's something that's contagious from the very moment that it happens.
When one sees a close friend break down, cry, hurt, it's something that can affect us deeply. Even though we don't know right away what had happened, the heartbreak pretty much breaks our own heart. The sorrow that they feel, we feel. The tears that they cry, brings tears to our own. The most beautiful thing is that closeness between friends. We all know it. Even if one were in a fight with a friend, for whatever reason, those tears, the sorrow, can affect us so deeply. I know it has done it for me. I have seen that pain, have felt it.
But the worst part, is not being able to heal it. No matter how many words, or tries, that pain will always come back. Maybe not in a few months, or even a year. But it's something that can seep back, seep through the defenses, no matter how strong. How many smiles, or happy moments can erase it? There's no amount. Although it may dull it, it stays with you throughout your life.
"Time heals all wounds."
Whoever had first said that, is correct. Time does eventually heal those wounds. But not the scars that they create. Not the memories of those wounds, nor the pain that you can remember. Is it that brings us hopelessness? The sense of being lost? Only we can find ourselves. Only we can heal our own wounds, with time as a helper, the scars a reminder, that we are only human, and are meant to be as such. We only have so long to live, so long to remember. To we want to be remembered as a broken person who hurt deeply? Or as a broken person who stood tall, no matter the hopelessness, no matter the pain, no matter how lost along the way we got? Our moments in life should meant to be a tutor, or so along those lines. Our experience in such matters can be used as a tool to help other broken people. Some may say they need no one's assistance, no one's compassion, but sometimes that's just what they truly need. Empathy is our strongest ability as humans.

How do you plan to use it?
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Jul. 1st, 2008 @ 09:50 pm Update, after soooo long!
I'm feeling: crazy
I'm listening to: One Step Closer-Linkin Park

---Well, I'm done school for the summer and I haven't cut in a long time. . . but I've started to get into bruising, which is a lesser known form of SI. It hurts a lot more than cutting, I can tell you that, and it seems to last a lot longer. I just don't want people to think that I'm getting abused or something. That would just fucking suck. I have a job, now. I get payed pretty well, although it stresses me out to no end. I had a panic attack at work already, and I've never had a panic attack like that before. I think that it's a little overwhelming to go from lazy-ass teenager to eight-hour day, five days a week job. Office job, at that. It's very hard to do and I'm always freaked out about answering the fucking phones. It's kinda nice, though, having money lol I bought myself a nice cell phone, with unlimited texting. But, I currently have very little people to text. I have a new boyfriend. His name is Andrew. When I started at my school and first saw him, I was interested in him. He's at camp for the next 11 days, though. He said he would write if he could, which I hope he does. When I had to do a project with him in English, I sorta started to like him. Then he added me to msn and FB and I was totally excited. We would talk like every day and then I came up with the idea to go to the movies as a group along with my other friend, Munam. And I invited Kevin, too. I just learned the other day that it was when we went to the movies that he started to like me. Man, did that ever raise my spirits. I found out that he liked me one day when I was talking to him and Angie-san on MSN, three-way chat. We were having one of those silly little arguments, basically about nothing, and Angie was basically ignoring us by then. Then, out of no where, she comes up with "You guys should go on a date."

:D

Then she started to talk to use seperately and I found out then that he liked me back. YAY! Makes my heart flutter just thinking about it :D Buuut, we were both too shy to ask each other out. And Angie was basically telling EVERYONE we knew that we liked each other and that we were both too chicken to ask each other out. And she would do it while I was standing right there, or he was. It was pretty embarassing, let me tell you. So, she would basically lecture me about asking him out. She said that it was a good idea because we btoh deserved each other. She said that I deserved a nice boy and he deserved a girl like me, which she described as kind and generous. :D But, I was being hesitant about it, because of the way that I look. I didn't want to embarass him if he were to be going out with ME. Ew. I'm so disgusting. And, he had never had a gf before, according to Angie, and she also said, that within the three years of knowing him, she had never even seen him insterested in a girl. And she said that he REALLY liked me. She joked about how he was really, extremelly excited about it and I was more laid-back about it (on the outside :P) and that it's usually the girl who is the excited one. So... that went on for about a week, when I finally decided that I was just going to kiss him. Not say a word, and jsut kiss him. . . WELL, I did! :D I was play fighting over his cell phone (that boy is ALWAYS on it) and i just randomly pulled his arm and pulled him towards him and gave him a kiss on the cheek (I would have gone on the mouth, but he had a sucked in his mouth xD). That did it, too. We were officially going out. And it was right at the end of lunch, and before he went to class, after he was done his sucker lol, I gave him a kiss on the lips, too. I had him on my mind and couldn't concentrate on the in-class exam for art I was having lol Which, I know that I totally failed, by the way.

--More later,
the phone is needed :(

-xoKayla
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May. 4th, 2008 @ 11:31 am Making progress? Not sure. . . .
---It's been a while since I've been on here. Anyway, I thought I was making progress with my self-injury, but I sorta, maybe, kinda did it again. After almost two months of not, I ended doing it again. . . Damn. Well, it was pretty stupid to do it now, considering I'm going to have to be going to the doctors' a lot soon. There's something wrong with my eye. I have a huge blind spot in my right eye and I've had it for two weeks straight without any give. I went to the opticians two fridays ago and I have a swollen optic nerve but they don't know why yet, so I'm gonna have to get and MRI. I'm going to an appoinment this Friday, don't know for what, though. Mom says I'm probably gonna have to get blood-works, too. Eww, needles TT__TT I don't wanna!! *sigh*
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Mar. 22nd, 2008 @ 01:26 am How to Get A Guy To Like You (:P)
I'm feeling: creative


How to Get a Guy to Notice You


from wikiHow - The How to Manual That You Can Edit

If you want to know how to make a guy fall in love with you, then this is not the article for you. This is for those who have noticed a guy and want him to notice her back (getting him to like you is a whole other story). Luckily, getting a guy to notice you is easier because it involves the use of basic social skills. You should be honest, direct, pleasant, and reasonable.

Steps


  1. Be sure that his attention is what you want. Don't try to get a guy to look your way just because you want attention and you want to feel good about yourself. You don't want to lead someone on. You could end up in a very awkward or uncomfortable situation--see the Warnings below.
  2. Be yourself. Everyone probably says this, but it's true! No guy wants a girl to pretend she is something she's not. Any guy who wants a fake kind of girl is not a guy whose attention is worth having. Resist the temptation to put on a show or to do anything that just isn't you just to get his attention.
  3. Get a new look. Don't change who you are, just try something different. Try a new hairstyle, new clothes, etc. It's a good idea to change things up once in a while, just because variety's the spice of life, and it might help you catch his eye. Try being that tough girl who is different from all the other okay looking girls giving him the eyes, because beauty is common, but a good outlook and a great energy are very rare.
  4. Smile and make eye contact. Whether closed-mouth or open-mouth, do it. Unless it really makes you feel artificial, learn how to shoot people a reassuring smile, letting them know that you're a happy and confident person who wants to enjoy life. The idea is to communicate that you're inviting their company.
  5. Flirt. Do it as little or as much as you want, but remember that too much flirting (especially with other guys) will likely get him to take notice, but perhaps not in a good way. If he reacts and you don't think its real (he's just doing it because you're there and you're a girl and he thinks he can do better, let him know he can't). If he is faking it, call his bluff and say something that makes him know you don't think he is 'all that'. For example, if he comes close, pull a face and offer him gum. This will unbalance his ego.
  6. Try to be around him often. Such as sitting near him. Take interest in the activities he's interested in, not just so that you can get near him but also so that you can get to know him better and so you can broaden your own horizons. (But never pretend to love something you don't even like just because he likes it! Although most guys find this cute, when and if they ever find out, it can be painful for you, and usually unnecessary.)
  7. Talk to him. Try to get to know him a little by discussing things you have in common. A good way to start a conversation is to ask him a question. Listen to him and don't interrupt him when he is talking. You could even compliment him or ask for help. A good opener is spray two different perfumes on each wrist, then go up to him and ask him his favorite. This should get him to talk to you. Also be friendly to his friends to help him feel more comfortable around you. Some guys don't notice girls unless they talk to the guy.
  8. Be assertive. You are the girl. You have the power. A lot of guys are shy and awkward around girls they like, so don't hold back. Do what you want to do. Boys like a powerful girl. Be decisive. Tell him what you want him to do, etc.--just don't get too bossy!
  9. Make him feel special. There's got to be a reason that you want him to notice you, and that's because you noticed him first. Let him know--subtly--that you're interested in who he is, and that you sincerely want to get to know him better.
  10. Be brave. Stand up for who you are, and what you believe in. Ultimately, this will catch the attention and respect of someone who is going to work well for you, even if it turns out not to be this guy.
  11. Don't be a slob! It's a real turn-off for a guy when he notices a girl hasn't brushed her hair or wears the same outfit every other day. Clothes, makeup, and jewelry are the typical items many guys expect girls to wear. Even if you don't fall within the typical expectations, just looking presentable is always desirable--irrespective of who is the guy or girl.
  12. When you have come familiar perhaps you could touch his arm or as I've found very handy just when you are walking hold your hand slightly away from your body so he could hold it. Also you can lean toward him when your sitting next to him, but not too close. You could also use his shoulder as an armrest (but whatever you do don't lean on it!!!) or place your hand upon his shoulder very gently.
  13. Try to be his friend, find out about him (but not too much)and try to understand his personality!


Tips


  • Be sure to invite him to every party you have. Do not give him the first invite, and don't seem so hyper and excited that would make him rather want to shoot himself than to come.
    • Be sure to have gum, breath mints, Listerine strips, etc. around in case you need to freshen up quickly, especially if you're hoping to start a conversation.

  • If you have gum or mints or whatever in your purse, try offering him a piece but give a best friend a piece too, so its not that obvious.
  • It's always a good idea to keep yourself well-groomed. While there are guys who get uncomfortable and intimidated if you're all dolled up, it never hurts to stick to a few hygiene basics: shower, brush your teeth regularly, use deodorant, keep your hair decent (not perfect, but decent), and take care of your skin. Better yet, stay healthy! Exercise and a mixture of good and bad food is better than going on a no food diet. Exercise releases a chemical that makes you feel good about yourself. If you feel good about yourself you are very good at flirting. Chocolate releases another chemical the makes you feel very happy, if you don't eat too much that is.
  • Speak your mind. You're not a drone, and any guy worth having will love it. Just don't scare them by going into a spiel. It's a turn-on to see a girl who loves her mind, not one who's bent on world domination. Likewise, don't get caught up in complaining (about yourself, others, your circumstances). Negativity pushes others away, and it lowers your self-esteem.
  • If you cannot relate to any of his interests, or even make a genuine effort to get into it, there will never be ground for a lasting relationship anyway. Dump your intentions now.
  • Being too straightforward might mean leaving him bored. One way to get someone's attention is to make him curious, and that means leaving him guessing to some degree.
  • Laugh at his jokes, even if they aren't funny. Then tell a couple to make him laugh.
  • When you are at a party, hang around with some friends (and him) and you will all have a good time. Only if your friends like him.
  • Hang out with him and his friends a lot.
  • Go to the movies with him, and put a bit of perfume behind your ears so that he can smell it and want to come closer to you. Scary movies are better because you can curl up closer to him more than other times and hold him when you get scared. Plan everything you do BEFORE you do it. Dates where you go to a movie and sit through it with nothing happening between you and then you both go home, suck. He's going to enjoy that so much! NOT.
  • Put lip balm on your lips. It will attract his attention to your lips and he will probably want to kiss them! A survey of men shows that they love the look of gloss on girls' lips, but can't stand the taste. Try to find lip gloss that has a noticeable fruity taste.
  • Be mysterious; keep him guessing. Don't overdo this; it will make him frustrated if you do it too much
  • You have to be able to know how to not be so serious! Be laid back, be fun!
  • Never ask him out through a friend! He`ll think you're a coward and he might just say no.
  • Be outgoing and make small talk every once in awhile. Just remember not to be nosy, though.
  • Don`t ask him how you look! It will just make him uncomfortable and he`ll think you're too self-absorbed for him.
  • Find out what his favorite color is -- subtly, don't just go up and ask him unless you're really confident. Then slowly integrate it into your wardrobe. Don't go out and buy piles of it, but if he really likes that color he'll notice the clothes and therefore the person in them. DON'T BUY THE CLOTHES IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE COLOR. You're still your own person.
  • You will probably find that if you're NOT doing these steps, and simply living a normal life without guys, then they will become more attracted to you, People naturally want what they can't have.


Warnings


  • Be careful whose attention you're getting, and what kind of attention you're earning. Being noticed by a sleazy guy who'll pressure you to do things you don't want to do or a needy guy who'll cling to you and make you feel limited is something you can avoid by being wary.
  • You can't get everyone to notice you. Remember that guys come and go, so do not stress yourself if things do not work out in your favor.
  • Being too obsessive can do the opposite of what you want to achieve, pushing him farther away. If he just won't become attracted to you, leave it alone. Do not push it, or things might get ugly, and you'll earn a bad reputation.
  • Don't show off too much flesh, especially if he would always look! Keep him under suspense, incase he thinks you're a push over.
  • Realize that sometimes things might always be better as friends, but if he wants to just be friends take the opportunity, because thats better then nothing, who knows he might end up liking you after a while.
  • If you want him to be attracted to you, make sure he's single first! You never want to be with man who is taken. you know what they say, what goes around comes around.
  • Never put too much makeup on! Guys usually want to see the real you. So just be yourself! Plus try to laugh around him so he knows you are a happy person, and not a sad or depressed one either.


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Mar. 17th, 2008 @ 02:06 am Breaking. . .
I'm feeling: depressed

---I kept playing that song. The one that reminded me of you. Of who you were, of how you laughed, of how you cried, of everything that was you. But especially of how you disappeared. I would turn off the lights, go to my bed and listen to this song. Over and over and over. Until I fell asleep. Or until my head hurt from secretly crying. From hiding away all that was breaking me. From wishing and praying so hard for you to come back. Yet, I knew that it wouldn't work. That's just how it is. There are some things that you couldn't get, no matter how hard you worked for it. And I learned this all on my own. Aren't you proud of me? I'm starting to grow. I wish I could have learned how to grow sooner. Maybe I wouldn't have felt so guilty. So terrible. So. . . angry. Am I angry at myself? At my parents? At the world for doing this? I don't know. There are so many things that I don't know. And there are more things that others don't know about me. Not even my mom. Not my dad. Not my best friend. Not even my boyfriend. I know they worry. Do they worry about me? Maybe. I can't be sure. The facade that is my life has started to fool even me. It's almost hard to believe. I started to believe in the smiles that I plastered on my face. The laughs I tried so hard to force out. The fun that I thought I was having. It seems so feeble, laying here hoping someone would come to whisk me away to a fairytale land of happy endings and dreams coming true. True love. Little furry friends always helping you. Magic fairy dust allowing you to fly away from it all.

Yeah, right.

Only a fool would wish for that. I guess that's why the world is so stupid. Every one wants things to turn out like a movie, but no one is willing to work for that happy ending. It's so much easier to just ignore it or hope that you can just blow the problem up. Just make it go away. They give it a name, decide it's bad, then decide to kill it. To make it disappear. What's the point in that? It's a never ending cycle of pain. Like I do to myself. Like I do to those around me.

Never ending. It seems like that right now. Like the cycle is forever turning against me. Like the whole world wants to watch me suffer for its own amusement. Like life is just a big joke to them. Until something ad happens to them. Then they can finally feel that pain. They can finally know what it's like to suffer like the ones that they laughed at for so long. There's that, or they feel sorry for other people. They pity them. Like they are dirt that just got stepped on and the rain fell on them and now it's even worse.. How stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. That's exactly what I am. I'm stupid. I'm too stupid to help myself. I'm too stupid to help any one else. Just like I was too stupid to help you, when I could see that you needed help. It was so long ago, and yet the feelings that were fresh those years ago still linger in my heart. I let you hurt. So, now I let myself hurt. I force myself to hurt. I can never forgive myself for letting you go. That would make me a coward. A coward and a fool. A cowardly fool. A foolish coward. A complete fuck-up. That's exactly what I am. Nothing I do seems to be the right thing to myself, or anybody else.

Maybe I want to draw attention to myself? Probably. But I think it would be unconsciously. When I get that attention, I get flustered and scared. All that rambles out of my mouth are excuses. Excuses and labels. I'm just tired. I have a headache. Oh, I just have a bit of a runny nose. I'm not crying. Those are stupid, too. Yet, they seem to do the trick. Kind of hard to believe that they actually do work, though. How ignorant can people get? Haha. I'm such a hypocrite. I'm the one who is ignorant. Ignorant to the way I act. Ignorant to my failing grades that might give away that they were all fake smiles and made-up excuses. Makes me want to laugh. To just start laughing and never stop until I die. Sounds like a good plan, don't it? It does to me. Die. Death. Dying. Pass away. Gone to a better world. No matter how you put it, the effect is still the same. The same feeling of having a piece of you literally ripped out of you. Of feeling that emptiness day after endless day. Of looking back on that day you were told such words and having that emptiness grow into a growing chasm in your heart. And if you let, it envelopes you and you feel dead inside. Dead enough to want to kill the outside to match that aching, gaping, growing chasm that is making you want scream and cry and never stop until you get what you want.

Just like when you were little. It had worked so many times back then, why can't it now? Because now, there are bigger stakes and bigger wants that no one can or wants to fill. Then you feel ashamed, like when you get in trouble for being such a spoiled, little brat in the middle of a toy store, clinging to that toy doll or toy car that you want so badly. As you get older you learn that you have to work for the things that you want. No one else is going to help you anymore because all of the other people are also trying to get everything that they want. Is it twisted to think this? Absolutely. But, it's just how the world works. It's a stupid, twisted, scary world that everyone hates living in. I think God has one sick sense of fucking humor. Then again, I don't really think that there is a ‘God'. Or, at least, I don't believe in him or worship him in even the smallest of ways. He is a son-of-a-bitch who I wish I could meet him one day and bitch slap him right across the face. I think that he would deserve it. Especially about the fact that he let him die. He had no right to take him away. And he had no right to let you suffer. There are days when I think what would have happened if I did this or that or if I said this and that time. So many ‘what if's plague my mind along with the feelings of guilt and worthlessness. I wish the feelings could finally go away. But I could never forgive myself for letting you go.

It could be possible that by letting myself go, I'd be trying to make up for letting you go. I always want to try to just stop living. Stop eating. Stop socializing. Stop everything. Maybe if I were to actually suffer, I could finally know what you had to go through alone. I won't bring anyone with me, either. I won't let anyone know I'm trying this. Yet, every time I try not to eat, I end up eating any way. I end up talking. I just end up getting up day after day, not knowing how to force my body to stop living.

And after all this, there are so many ways that I can die. So many ways that the world around me can fade away. A way to end all the pain. A way to end all the ‘what if's. All the guilt. All the anger. I've been walking for a long time, so it shouldn't be difficult to make one last step off the edge of a hundred-story building. One step of the edge of the edge of a bridge into a raving river that could easily let me drown. The cold rush of the water instantly freezing all my thoughts. All my other worries and all my pain. The only thought would be of death. There would be no time for second thoughts. For last minute wishes to live. And it would end.

Over-dose. Jumping. Slitting the wrist. Hanging. Drowning. DYING. It's all irrelevant how it happens. It's all the same thing. All the same want to die. To kill yourself. To commit suicide. . .
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Mar. 4th, 2008 @ 05:42 pm A Test
I'm feeling: depressed
I'm listening to: Somebody's Son - Aaron Lines
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---A TEST TO SEE THE REAL YOU!!!!!
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**Do it one by one, don't look ahead!**
This is like, 100% true!

1. Write the name of a person of the opposite sex.
2. Which is your favorite color out of red, black, blue, green, yellow?
3. Your first initial?
4. Your month of birth?
5. Which color do you like more, black or white?
6. Name of a person of the same sex as yours.
7. Your favorite number?
8. Do you like California or Florida more?
9. Do you like the lake or the ocean more?
10. Write down a wish (a realistic one).
Are you done?
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THE ANSWERS
1. You are completely in love with this person.
2. If you choose:
Red: You are alert and your life is full of love.
Black: You are conservative and aggressive.
Green: Your soul is relaxed and you are laid back.
Blue: You are spontaneous and love kisses and affection from
the ones you love.
Yellow: You are a very happy person and give good advice to those who are down.
3. If your initial is:
A-K: You have a lot of love and friendships in your life.
L-R: You try to enjoy life to the maximum and your love life is soon to blossom.
S-Z: You like to help others and your future love life looks very good.
4. If you were born in:
Jan.-Mar.: The year will go very well for you and you will discover that you fall in love with someone totally unexpected.
Apr.-June: You will have a strong love relationship that will not last long but the memories will last forever.
July-Sept.: You will have a great year and will experience a major life changing experience for the good.
Oct.-Dec.: Your love life will not be too great, but eventually you will find your soulmate.
5. If you choose...
Black: Your life will take on a different direction, it will seem hard at the time but will be the best thing for you, and you will be glad for the change.
White: You will have a friend who completely confides in you and would do anything for you, but you may not realize it.
6. This person is your best friend.
7. This is how many close friends you have in a lifetime.
8. If you choose...
California: You like adventure.
Florida: You are a laidback person.
9. If you choose...
Lake: You are loyal to your friends and your love. And you are very reserved.
Ocean: You are spontaneous and like to please people.
10. This wish will come true only if you RE-POST THIS BULLETIN in one hour and it will come true before your next birthday!! View High Resolution
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My Answers:
1)Sean
2)Black
3)K
4)August
5)Red
6)Tonya
7)16
8)Cali
9)Ocean
10)I wish to become a singer.
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Feb. 28th, 2008 @ 07:28 pm O-M-G
I'm feeling: hungry
I'm listening to: I'm Alive - Disturbed

---Went to my new school on Monday (It's Thursday as I write. . . type this). . . Gloucester High School. . . WEll, I know one thing, I am SO gonna get lost in that school. It's huge! Like, MALL huge!! It's way bigger than my old school. Oh jeez, I'm freaking so bad about it. . . I should be registered soon and I'm so freaking about going. I'm like, "OMG OMG OMG OMFG!!!" But, they do have a Japanese class there, which is awesome lol I don't know if I'm going to take it or not, this late in the semester, especially. Might not be much room to squeez me into classes. *sigh*
On another note, I dyed my hair!! . . . Again!! Hahaha. It's like a bright dark red now. It looks awesome xD. Especially with this water at this new house, it's so much better than at my old house. My hair is like all shiny and soft. . . ahh, I love it xD I wish that my hair will grow out of it's weird length phase though. It's so hard to control lol.

-xo
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Feb. 24th, 2008 @ 11:50 pm New Poem!!
I'm feeling: annoyed
I'm listening to: Perfect Situation - Weezer
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The hands of a ghost surround me existence
Slowly twisting, twirling like vines
Around my life, suffocating it, holding it under
The surface of the light, making me suffer
Hiding in the darkness, it comes out only when
I am all alone, but it echoes in my head when
The room is full of people, laughing talking
Their laughing hurts my ears that don't know
The sound of my own laughter that isn't forced
On the face a person who doesn't remember how to smile
On the body that exists only because it is forced to
My soul has become dark and so far away
That I am afraid that my heart and my mind
Will soon just close off of the world forever
And I will live like a zombie, day after day
Living a meaningless existence as an insignificant being
The road is pitch black and I stumble and fall
But there is no one there to help me back up
I want to just lay there and slowly let my life fade
But something forces me to keep going, to keep living
Could it be the force and love of a man they called "God"?
Or is that just something that my heart wishes to be true?
To be wanted and to be loved like all the other people
I search and search to find a light in this pitch black world
But there is nothing, there never will be anything
And the hands of the ghosts will intertwine into me
Until I am finally able to join them. . .
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Feb. 18th, 2008 @ 03:04 pm . . .
I'm feeling: confused
I'm listening to: Sweet Sacrifice - Evanescence

---Well, I'm not really sure what to write xD Umm. .. well, this weekend I had my friend over here for a sleep-over and we were talking and she said that she keeps forgetting that I'm a grade eleven because I don't really act like one. She said that I was sort of a big mouth xD I totally agree with her. Not big-mouth like telling people's secrets or gossiping, I'm just loud. I got to thinking that it's probably the reason why I don't really have a lot of friends. And yet, I'm also very hush-hush when it comes to talking to myself. I think that I try to be loud and to make myself seem like I'm shallow (not in the only liking cute/sey guys) more like there was nothing to really have to dig deep about me. I think that it's just that I'm unconsiously trying to protect myself more. I don't know. . . anyone get what I mean????

Well, bye bye,

-xo
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Feb. 14th, 2008 @ 07:05 pm The World We Live In. . .
I'm feeling: pissed off
I'm listening to: (Some Song) by Stompy

---Now a days, there is so much more stress put on teenagers than ever before. School has been getting stricter and harder, there is so much emphasis on what someone should look like when it comes to media and people expect all the
young people to reach high and mighty goals. Now, that's all good and dandy, but it can really put a stress on people. Those high and mighty goals do actually need to be reached now because how high the cost of living is and how hard it is for someone to make that kind of money. And there's also the fact that, to get that high and mighty job to be able to make that money, you need the money to be able to pay for the tuition for college or university. Or you could take out a loan and be paying it off for the rest of your life. It's like you can never have a break anymore. It's retarded. It's no wonder that suicide rates among teenagers are at an all-time high. It's getting ridiculous. Just for an apartment you're paying at least a a thousand dollars, not including food or any other house-hold things you need.

-xo
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Feb. 13th, 2008 @ 03:54 pm OMFG WTF??? WHAT IS THAT?? OMG!! LOOK AWAY!!! LOOK AWAY!!!
I'm feeling: creative
I'm listening to: Be Yourself - Audioslave
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---Yes, it's ME!!! OMG!! HOW HIDEOUS!!! ARGH!!!
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Feb. 13th, 2008 @ 03:41 pm Valentines Day. . .
I'm feeling: cranky
I'm listening to: Nobody Died - The Wilkinsons

---The big V-day is tomorrow. . . FUCK. I hate Valentines day. It drives me insane. Last year was the only year that I wasn't single/alone. This year, still not single, but I've somehow managed to be alone. . . again. God, I hate myself. Valentine's day is BULLSH*T!!!!! Although. . . GOTTA LOVE THE CHOCOLATE!!!!! I ADORE chocolate, but I just won't be getting any this year. I got some last year from my darling Boyfriend. . . Man, was it EVER yummy. He also got me this cute little wolf ornament. I love it. Oh, I wrote a new AWESOME poem:

The Grim Reaper

Hush, hush
Quiet now, don't let Grim Reaper hear you
Silent crying echoes louder than you can imagine
When you are living in your own world
Don't let him seek you out, He'll take away it all
The pain, the tears, the unending uncertainties
The evanescence of your dreams and your hopes
The unrequited prays that you say in belief
That a better day will come

Whisper, whisper
Quiet now, don't let Grim Reaper hear you
You know the saying, you can run
But there is no place that you can hide from Him
When you are living in your own world
When the butterflies who come to play
Decide to flutter away from you
And like a smile, you can never keep them
For they die off and can't fly anymore and turn to ashes
With a single touch of your hands

Softly, softly
Quiet now, don't let Grim Reaper hear you
It's not time to play anymore games, because He is the master
Of all the hide and seek that you can come up with
When you are dying in your own world
When your life is coming to a close
Where the darkness seeps in and blackens the world
No angels can save you, no God can turn Him away
For the Grim Reaper can see all
The Grim Reaper can hear all
So make sure to be quiet. . .


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---Likey??? LOL

-xo
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Feb. 12th, 2008 @ 12:08 pm Well, isn't this just the cherry of cruelty on top of the sundae of despair.
I'm feeling: blah
I'm listening to: Some Gay Shit on the Radio. . .

---Yeah, stupid phone line people couldn't get the phone to work, but the FINALLY did. . . I haven't been on the net for a while xD Things at this new house is. . . BORING, to say the least. I'm supposed to start my new school sometime this week and I'm nervous as hell. I'm scared no ones going to like me cause I'm fat and ugly xD Which, is very much true. I feel sick to my stomach. . .I haven't been eating very much, either, so that's not really helping, is it? *giggle* I'm just not really hungry. I'm also sore all over lol. I've started excersising lmao. I want to lose weight, so. . . And I keep getting stupi acne. I hate it. I don't usually get any acne at all!! I think it's stress or something. I dunno. Well, last Friday I was being stupid and wanted to see what would happen if I took 10 advil at once xD THAT was just a HUGE waste of advil lol. Nothing happened lol God, I miss all my friends. . . T_T I'm supposed to get a call today from Tonya lol I tolod Vicky through msn my mom's cell number (that's what I've been using for enterntainment/communication for the past few weeks lol) and she should call sometime today. After school, obviously. Can't wait to talk to her. Apparently, Tonya's cutting has been getting worse, too. Mine has, too. I can't really help it. Moving SUCKS!!! UGH!! Anyway, -xo
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Feb. 2nd, 2008 @ 11:22 am Love the stining pain. . .
I'm feeling: annoyed
I'm listening to: Say Anything - Marianas Trench
Tags: , , ,

---I cut my other wrist last night in the dark, but it didn't go very deep. Still stings, though. I love it. I love the pain and the blood. I did one cut a while ago that refused to stop bleeding, but it did eventually, with a little help of tissue and pushing on it for ten minutes. I got some blood on my computer, too xD Oops. Oh well, it is my computer. I don't let anyone else on it and it's protected with a password that no one will ever be able to guess. It's just eight RANDOM numbers. The numbers to mean anything or stand for anything, either. I want to cut right now, but it's too dangererous to do it, people like to just bust into my room without warning. Yes, I have a lock on my door, but it's broken and people can still get in if they want to. Especially my bitch of a fuckig sister. I wish she would piss off and leave me alone. Yes, she knows I cut, but I don't fucking care what she says or what she thinks. I'll cut for as long as I have to. I don't care. I can't help it. It frees me. . .

-xo
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Feb. 1st, 2008 @ 09:39 am Stupid winter. . .
location: Kitchen at old house.
I'm feeling: mischievous
I'm listening to: Freak Out - Avril Lavigne

So, our move is probably going to be postponed because of some stupid ass winter snow storm. I just want to get the hell out of here!! ALL my stuff is now packed and I'm getting stircrazy!!! I really want to get there and unpack all my stuff. I'm so excited that I'm going to get a new and bigger room!!! Right away, I'm going to put all my pics and posters up. Can't live without my posters!! I have a really cute one of Puss in Boots(Shrek2), too. It's where he is doing that pouty thing with the big sad eyes and his ears back!! It's SOOO cute!! Hahahaha! I only wish I had more pictures of my friends from school, though. Especially of my boyfriend, but it's nearly impossible to get a decent picture of him. Although, I can't blame him, I hate getting my picture taken, too. I'm also hoping to have a couple friends over next weekend when we are settled in. *Sigh* I can't wait to leave here. I'm going no where, living in this dinky little town, even if I love all the people I know here. I hate having a tiny house. Besides, it's basically falling apart at the seams, so, yeah. The house we are going to has been all completely renovated. Meaning new everything!! But, we can't paint the walls in my bedroom because when we find a house to buy (we're renting this one), then we'll have to paint it back to the original color. It really sucks, I wanted to paint my walls black and red!! T_T Oh well, I'll be able to when my parents buy a house, which I hope is soon. I can't stand having white walls (or beige, or brown or any other boring color that they have come up with). There's gonna be carpet in my room, too. I have hardwood right now in my room. It has its pros and cons, but I much prefer a carpet. Gotta be careful, though, can't get anything on it. That would just SUCK. We'd probably have to replace that, too, if I did get something on it. I'm just glad to be leaving.

See ya,
-xo

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"Sometimes its just easier to pretend everything's alright, that way, even if its for a small moment, while your lying to yourself, You really think it is alright. Its better than admiting the truth and having to face it head on."
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