Hellos!!

So I was going to write a poem up here but it is kind of depressing. But, HEY, guess what that is life. I was doing great then BOOM! I found out someone that I know is doing something wrong. This is the second time this year. The first one I was really pissed off at because he made a commitment, this guy I really don't know that much but I still know him. Why are guys so stupid? Who really knows? And this guy acts like he doesn't care that he is like hurting everyone he knows. STUPID!

Why?

Man I really hate feelings. Do you know why? Because most of the time the person you have those feelings doesn't have those feelings back. You then look like a complete idiot. Not the best thing for the first person or really the second person. I think it is easy to say it sucks. I really need to just get over him. But how do you get over someone who you have liked for years. And people who know me personally and reading this no it is not that guy but the other one i could actually have. I am just scared to talk to him. How sad is that I can go climb rocks and (little) mountains. Do other scary things but I can't go talk to him. How stupid and pathetic. hehe

So there is this thing I am supposed to for my mass communication class. But I don't know if I will do it or not. Should I show 60 people I don't know my life?

Mood: Weird

So guess what: I have two blogs on here one is for all my old stuff on my website that I have and anyway they tagged it or whatever because they thought I was a computer I guess. Stupid, isn't it? I was say this quote okay. It may not be word for word buy it is from the Phoenix. It goes like this: All a man needs in his life is a women to love, if you can't give him that then give him something to hope for, and if you can't give him that then it at least give him something to do. I think it is pretty accurate for life. Don't you?

Getting Better

I'd like to tell you it gets easier, but I can't because it really doesn't. It is more like you get used to the pain. You get to where all the pain runs into each other. Every once in a while you get a sharp piercing pain just to keep you on your toes. It tells you hello you can't escape me. i am here and I am not going away.
The sad thing is that you don't remember what it was like to be able to just go out and have fun like the other kids your age did. You are constantly told nope not today, your not well enough. You get tired of not being able to pick up the little boy you love so much that you would die a hundred times over just to have him. It's sad when he has to ask are you sick today or can you pick me up and play with me? No three year old should have to ask a sixteen year old that question. But life isn't fair and you get used to it.

Hey people, how is everything going? Haven't been on in awhile because of my stupid accident. But guess what after a week and a half I now only have some pink around my eye instead of the whole black eye thing. It sucked. You go out and everyone then stares at you like oh my god!! she got hit. It didn't help matters that I proudly showed it or even that I would walk around with my friends, mostly guys, and not care who saw it. It was like a guessing game for strangers: Which guy did it? I thought it was funny at the beginning then it just began to be tiresome, especially when stupid snotty old ladies can't keep there mind on their own business.
Anyways, hopefully I can write more this week and I do have interesting topics to tell about.

Loves

Hellos!

Okay so I haven't written in a couple of days but I have a good excuse. I was in in an accident. I decided to eat the pavement and I mean hard. I have a huge bruised forehead and whole left side of my body. But the prettiest thing is the black eye. Have you ever gone down the street and you knew people were trying not to look at you? Yeah, it is not fun is it. I hate it but I just put on a big grin and go with it because hey what else can I do. I am not going to hide it, because then that would be like admitting that I did something wrong and I didn't. Anyways I gotta go. My spring vacation started the same day that I ate the pavement. Great way to start. Loves and byes.