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Hey!

Well homecoming week is ending great, today is going to be a great day, i can feel it.

So as for homecoming skits:

Freshman= * One star
Sophomores= **** Four stars
Juniors= ****. Four and 1/2 stars
Seniors= *** Three stars. I was really disappointed with this one.

Today is the homecoming rally in the GYM... can't wait, gotta get my voice ready to scream 'FRESHMAN' at the top of my lungs.

It MUST be HEAVEN
to be in '07

WORD. lmao.

Okay... game tonight... dont know if i'm going cus i need a ride, and kayla might go... so yeah. OH YEAH, i'm going to my moms house this weekend, so i'll be able to tie up any lose ends hopefully.

Hope you all had a wonderful weekend!

P.S. Did i mention that I might have mono? JUST GREAT, i get over a sickness and another attacks.

<3
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Miserable Mondays....

Hello world.

I'd like to welcome ya'll [lmao] to another Miserable Monday....

Yes kids, it's that time again, where I share the gory details.

Okay... so biology sucks ass... let me just get that out of the way.

FRESHMAN SKIT FOR HOMECOMING WEEK. OMFG.

Freshman- NO. JUST NO. DO NOT EVER DO THAT AGAIN!

Lets see some Sophomores kick some ass! CLASS OF 07!!

Hmm... I need a ride to homecoming or else i'm doomed to be a nobody sitting at home. *looks around* THE HORROR!

Yeah... well I'm tired. Later people! <3

OH P.S. HEY NANCY YOU SLUT!

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I want to see the First Daughter. Katie Holms is an amazing actress. In the movie, i'd be more of the outgoing girl. :D

Hmm, I feel tons better. Thanks everyone for the 'get better soon' things. Love you all.

Gotta JET, lol.<3

Sittin' on the front porch, sippin' lemonade. OLD SCHOOL.

Just thought i'd let you know how my weekend is going to go...
[btw, I'm competely drained, and rather ruffled.]

Might go to Barnes and Noble tomorrow for some books.
Might do my Biology homework tomorrow, also.
Might lay in the grass and watch the sun set, and note how lucky I am to be living in a FREE country.
Might sing out loud, and let everyone know.
Might daydream about Chris again, god knows he's a great guy with so many things going for him.
Might talk to my dad about Drivers Ed. [oh- Did i mention he's making me pay $350 for the drivers 'package'? yeah. utter b/s]
Might make a wish list of CD's
Might make up a story
Might tell my dad that there are rapists and kidnappers running around in our town, waiting for a girl like me to walk home. [*shudder*]
Might listen while he tells me that wont happen. [Yet- He doesn't know that]
Might call my mom and tell her i love her.
Might run Monday morning for an hour, thinking about my problems.
Might tell you all: Happy Labor Day Weekend.
Might listen to my brother, to make him feel special. Because it KILLS me [seriously, deep down it does] when he calls my name to watch him do something that means something to him and then have the words: "Shut Up, I'm busy!" come out of my mouth. *tears*
Might hug my dad, and tell him the world is a better place when he is around. [He's going through a treatment plan, that makes him weak and drowsy]
Might stare up at the stars, and wonder what happened to innocence.

And i might just cry. Everyone needs to cry... it's very healthy.
I'll cry about all the things i missed out on, because my dad wasn't ready to 'let go'. I'll cry about all the times a wished i had that one TRUE friend who would call you at odd hours to tell you a dream they had, or what they want to be when they grow up. To sit in the grass with people my age, and not worry about sex, drugs, drinking, or violence.... but talk about WAR or TERRORISM or our favorite football team. And lastly, i;ll cry about all the memories i've ever held inside me, waiting... still waiting to be let out. To be heard by the person I will know for the rest of my life. A bestfriend, or boyfriend. Bridesmaid or Groom-to-be. Whatever. As long as we can share the best years of our lives.

Just Think About It...

The rain was light, just enough to get your hair wet in three minuets. She sat on her bed, looking out the window at the beautiful, slick street. Watching the rythem of the rain... something so natural. She watched the drops hit the concrete and secretly wished that she could be out there, twirling and laughing... being a kid. But that was long gone, being rasied in a 'proper' family, she wasn't to associate with 'normal' things.

She didn't understand. Everyone drank the same water, felt the same sun, breathed the same air... why should she be any better than the next person? She watched the little girls in movies scrub the floor, waiting for a family, when she had never touched a rag. She didn't understand what went through her mother and fathers head when they told her she was better.

She watched the homeless man under the bridge as they drove by. No food, and no one willing to help. Because he wasn't fortunate in life... that makes her better? Because she was born into a family of 'high class' and he wasn't... she's better? Who's to judge anyone, anywhere? You don't know them, take the time... and maybe you will, but until then...just realize you can't put someone down because your supposedly better.
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