I am temporarily (probably permanently) leaving JU. Dear someone, I am running away again. The problem was there on the table for us to resolve, but we both turned our heads. I can’t read anything you write, that is why I am leaving. You seemed to have wanted me out of your life completely… so I am cutting off this last form of communication
I am too bad for the good girls. I have made out with guys, I curse, I am mean… most of the good girls get mad at me and tell me that I am “such a bad person for saying the stuff I say”. I am too good to be a bad girl. I don’t drink or smoke enough, I get good grades, and enjoy studying. They would think I’m a poser. I am not preppy. I don’t pl
There’s a new girl on the team… She’s a senior. She was the center forward on the Fisher Catholic team… (I remember her because she was really mean and bitchy… in fact, she walked up to me and said, “yeah, I was the real bitch on the Fisher team.) She tore us apart when we played them. She… is… good… Ashley is this gi
I dislocated my thumb at practice yesterday. I don’t think I have ever said that many profane words in a row too… We were kicking the soccer ball around with tennis shoes on. Well, being the dumb ass that I am, I slipped over the ball. Doing that, I fell with all my weight on my poor little thumb. It popped out of socket and the rest of my body fell to
There is nothing sacred anymore. Friendship… Companionship… Intimacy… True love… Nothing is worth the fight anymore. So long ago When love was worth fighting for. When I thought love could conquor all It could never lose, never fall… I proved myself wrong Just to see that love turn against me And hate me with
I have an old blog I was just looking through. I can’t help but cry when I read it. This is full of anger, crying, and how I felt for what seemed like forever. http://morethanme18266.blogspot.com/ You have to read from the bottom up… that is in chronological order. That is how I felt… and I hope everyone is happy. <BR
Well, I guess you do. You won't bother talking to me at all... just like you didn't before. And personally, I didn't even think you read my stuff... I didn't think you really cared. This is where you forced me to stand. Sam Why do you care about how my season goes?
Soccer is finally here. God, it seems like only yesterday the girls and I were playing under the lights. It seems like yesterday we were all at Dusty’s house having our last cookout. Sadly, that was the last time I talked to some of those girls until recently. I love soccer… I love my girls (at least most of them). With them, I feel so happy. If I was du
The fear of hatred is on the top of your mind, I understand. We have identified many a relationships gone acerbic, giving both of our hearts doubt that we too would end up like those unmeaning, bitter people. Like I, like him, like close friends of ours… him and I do not want that hatred between us. Oh, I can assure you that I love you… we shall ne
I prayed for this heart to be unbroken My prayers have been answered Yearning for words that were never spoken And finally were. This happiness came with a single look A voice mail on my phone Two missed calls and a uplifted heart I think I’ll no longer be alone… Listening to the voice on the other side Wanting to talk, wi
Looking out and watching the rain Reminds me when I bathed in pain Blood and violence, nothing to spare There was nothing left of me to share I would lay in silence on the floor Wondering where to find an open door Looking and searching for that missing key How did this happen to me… Then there came an angel into my life W
I never meant to hurt you. My intentions were completely pure… I care about you more than the world and the last thing I ever want to do is lose you as my best friend… When I held your hand… it wasn’t to invoke jealousy… it was a way to see if there was any spark, any connection between us. But, I made you upset, confused, and I almost lost you as a friend…
The ACT… wasn’t as difficult as I anticipated. Actually… I probably did better than half of the idiots I was roomed with. Most of them were big, stupid football studs that spent 15 minutes on each test and then fell asleep. Alysha (acband girl) went with me (actually, she is the one who inspired me to test with her). Her parents were helping with the tes
That was beautiful. This poem is really touching to me; it reminds me of when I wrote a poem about the rain. It had the same thought behind it... you just put it in better words. ~Shadow I am sorry I haven't talked lately... I didn't want you to deal with how I feel. Don't worry... I will email soon!
I think I love you But I don’t know You are my best friend And am I willing to risk it all To have it be lost in the end? An unstable future lies ahead Should I risk my future, To be yours instead? You have always cared Always stayed by my side Wiping away the tears we shared Holding your hand, looking in
Thank you Texas Wahine... Shadow
Tomorrow I take my ACT for the first time. Does anyone have any good advice or tips for taking it? I have never taken a strait 4-hour test before. The OGT took a total of 12 and a half hours, but that was 2 and a half hours a day for 5 consecutive days… and I never even used most of that time. It took me about 45 minutes to complete the math section (dou
This love burns my essence It burns my soul to ashes This love runs through my entire body And flames prevail in my being Your eyes, your lips My desire to only see You hand, your heart Both my desire to hold How could I have been so blind That you were the only love I had But I wasted my love on others Who turned
Ain’t got no gun, got no knife Don’t you start no fight Cause I’m TNT I’m dynamite TNT, but I’ll win the fight TNT, I’m a power load TNT… just watch me explode. Great song… Honestly people… I can beat the hell out of your face so it will look like your ass, that’s just what karate and off-season fight training can do
Crazy, but that’s how it goes Millions of people living as foes Maybe, it’s not too late To learn how to love And forget how to hate Mental wounds not healing Life’s a bitter shame I’m going off the rails on a crazy train I’ve listened to preachers I’ve listened to fools I’ve watched all the dropouts Who make
Everyone has heard the song “You Shook Me All Night Long” by AC/DC. Well, there is a story behind that song for me. I absolutely love the song and I always have. Well, going to an Academic Challenge tournament I was listening to the CD in my walkman and started singing. My best friend told me to stop singing it and I take off my headphones and go, “Why? T
Last year on this day, I wrote a very touching article dedicated to someone dear to me. Even though we had rough times, I miss his presence and company. I cried during his graduation. Especially when he read his valedictorian speech. He sent the speech he wrote to me before graduation, and I still have it. I shall begin my next article about the same.<B
I shall comment a little deeper into this than I did before. Society is blind to the problems people face. They push people who are different away, or classify them as "psycho"... whatever comes first. I mean, I guess ignoring the problem (or person) is easier than solving the problem (or helping the person). I blamed myself for everything that happened... I blamed myself for other people calling me names... I blamed myself for be
I’ve made a promise to myself, and I will share this promise with the world… I will never kiss another fucking man whore for as long as I am alive. That’s all I have to say… ~Samantha
I am not as dumb as you guys think. I have a plan. I make good friends with the people of the younger classes. They actually respect me… look up to me… and I like them as people. They don’t lie, deceive, or turn around and stab your back! It’s the people in my class and older who are the bitches and bastards! And besides… I am going to get clos
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