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| you learn something about yourself when you grow up and realize your friends who ment something to you, dont give a damn on how many times they hurt you to "branch out...be their selves...try new things" wish in slut lingo very well means...drugs,sex,and alcohol.
which is great for them, its fun being sheep sometimes i suppose.to me i can't bare to phantom the idea of actually just jepordizing great friendship and memories to get high,or drunk. and there are ways to do so, without hurting people. basicly what im trying to say is that i never thought the time would come where i felt that nothing was making me stay here besides my boyfriend and my family.six months ago all i dreamt about was moving to phx,but that time will come, and im not going to let some so called"best friends" ruin my chances of making the most of virginia. although i do express often how much i hate things here, it has become a home away from home and ive grown rather close to chesapeake. i know the roads,i know the people...oh god i know the people...and phx is big,huge,gigantic...and i dont think im ready to be out on my own yet.
i hate alarm clocks, i love it when my mom packs my lunch and cuts my sandwhich in half DIAGONALLY! so yea ill always be that little kid who never wants to grow up, but the thought of with holding friends who actually have a life and look for more for a friday night then a quick fix or fuck...now thats something i care for.
so i guess summer will be intersting, since afterall my best friends have left me...all of them.given the circumstances the way they are handling themselves with lies that im i horrible person and how fast they turned on me, well i guess God was protecting me from them. and things do happen for a reason. so yea! summer shall be fun fun fun. and hopefullly a little drama free, yea! thats right A little drama free. | | |
| my socks say sweetie pie and have a pie on them.
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so today we went back to school. i came home and my garage opener was not working....i got rained on and was stuck out in the cold. it stunk.and it made me sad.then justin came and picked me up even though he had to drop his friend off...so that was nice. then we went to the mall and i taught him how to use a debit card.ha.and we got him a shirt for brit's big sweet sixteen. | | |
| so my friend has one of these and like i remember how faitfull i used to be when i wrote in this .my eyes are kinda hurting from looking at the computer screen too long so i have my eyes closed while i type. pretty cool stuff id say. reading my last entrys i feel like its summer time once more. and then i remember its only spring break and so much more important things have happend since. crazy. crazy crazy CRAAAZy. but oviously none of the last four months before 2006 started really ring a bell. i guess i didnt feel like i was truely living a great life. i got sucked into this whole melodramtic escapade three years ago. well about that. the time i remember actually meeting nathaniel.funny thing is...now he dosent mean a thing.and to be truthfull, he became my world for four months, even when i had a boyfriend. crazy.crazy? i used to be crazy. then one night i was drinking away my troubles and stumbled upon fate.and his name is justin. | | |
| has been awhile since i wanted to type in here. im at cristina's apartment at the moment. in arizona...and im simply ready to be home. im sick of random hook ups, and i wish i had some steady dating....but perhaps not ready for a boyfriend. im home sick...and i just wish i could be home now. honestly!!!! | | |
| well i just got back home and since i dont want to go downstairs and expose myself to my dad's bad mood swings...i decided to write in this stupid gay ass xanga haha...
well on tuesday i went to lynne's house and stayed the night. we had a fun time just like catching up...and talking about what has all happend this summer so far.Congress....ahhhhh were do we start? should i just sum it up into a paragraph...which is almost impossible? Short story short...first day i hooked up with mercer, and shit happens...and the next day i hooked up with kyle...but then another girl found out and she got all pissy and started spreading shit around to all the southwest boys and her other friends and calling me whore,slut,and "revolving door"...which continued on the rest of the week. well thats just some of the shit thats happened. Summer has been interesting really it has, and i guess in a way im enjoying it but not really. coming back home to chesapeake felt so good, espcially because at least i know my friends here will defend me and not jsut sit by and watch me get hurt.girls are bitches. except my girls:lynne, brit,connie, and kayla. i love them and i feel so awesome around them...like they have my back and i can be actually comterble with them hanging out and when ever. like lynne went with me to the movies and like it was supposed to be a double date with her boyfriend garth but it turned out garth couldnt make it...so it was just jeremy,her, and i watching mr. and mrs. smith. it was a great time since i havant seen him since our first like "date" the day after we got outta school. then i went to youth with brit and lynne.it was some fun...funner than my youth groups at least. then connie and kayla came over and we went smimming and crap. and now im home bored outta my mind and avoiding my dad. nice.... | | |
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