[633] Raindrops on Roses

Feeling: caffeinated
bonjour! Weee i am having a fantastic morning... well.. ive only been awake for like 10 minutes. BUT! its great nonetheless. actually its just a typical day. but i do love the word "nonetheless" and I had high hopes that today would be a day to use it. and i just did. so that basically makes it a morning worthy to be called.. fantastic. So i have to go and get a stupid social security card today. which wont cost me nothing. hmm i wonder who it was who told me it costed like $80.. sheesh. i didnt even look into it cuz i was sure they knew. the nerve of some buttfaces. uhOH! Do you hear that????!!! the sound in the distance.. its time.. its time tooo.. to dance... Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did and how I hope to God he was worth it When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin I've got more wit, a better kiss a hotter touch, a better fu(pp) Than any boy you'll ever meet sweetie you had me Girl I was it look past the sweat a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no you know it will always just be, me Let's get these teen hearts beating Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So I guess we're back to us oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought where was it that we last left off? Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I�d let you kill this chorus? Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating Faster I've got more wit, a better kiss a hotter touch, a better fu(pp) Than any boy you'll ever meet sweetie you had me Girl I was it look past the sweat a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no you know it will always just be, me Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat And hold a lover close Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating Faster this song makes me wanna dance. the words are kinda played but the beat is so choice. I have to go to my house and get it ready to move into. parts of yesterday.. were so ridiculous. ok just part. the stephanie part. this things just got so out of hand right after i think everything is peachy keen. like i seriously thought it was just that simple. well, she actually sent me a message on myspace. the nerve. and wow. it was probably the stupidest thing ive ever recieved over the internet. lol with the exception of sals animated penis replacing cursor. it took me forever to get it back to a normal arrow. lol. uhm. but yeah, she was so patronizing and condesending and well.. just downright rude. i mean. i wrote a blog about myspace whores and such. and ok i shouldnt have called her a whore *maybe* but.. apologize for it? (which i did anyways) but it was hardly sincere because she didnt show and ounce of empathy for me when she was being.. well, herself... which is just ridiculous in every way. and now when someone gets her panties in a twist.. she's all like "oh no! not my panties!!" ew. that was a metaphore but im going to barf saying stephanie and panties in the same sentence. stop thinking! anyways. i wasnt even really mad at the whole stephanie thing. until the message. but befor that. it was mostly just a lot of other stuff piling and piling up and then BAM! the littlest thing just set me off. well whatever. its done. i think. so woot. even if its not.. and she continues to be a jerkface.. i dont care. cuz tim = smarter than the average boy. or person. or anything. so. yeah. no worries. anyways. me and timmy went to the movies last night. we saw the hills have eyes. it was gayer than michael jackson and a ten year old boy. ha. well, i jumped alot. but it was horribly ridiculous. gosh, i use that word alot. the movie was just plain wrong.. but it did connect you to the characters pretty good. like, i almost cried once or twice. but i think thats a given if theres a baby involved. anyways, my overall rating= D. Altho the movie wasnt like scary scary.. i could NOT go to sleep last night. not cuz of the movie. just wasnt tired or something. i was sleeping with my head to the right. facing tim. he was already sleeping. and i turn my head and think "maybe i'll fall asleep with my head like this.. nope. not working" and i go to turn my head back to the right. and tim scared the crap out of me! he was sleeping but he woke up for a second and wanted to see if i was asleep yet and he leaned his head closer so when i looked over.. he was all close. and up close in the night.. people look scary! like.. disfigured! and that wasnt good considering the movie we just saw was about disfigured people eating people.. so i screamed lol. yeah, i had nightmares too. not about the movie. about like.. ghostly things. urg. i hate my mind sometimes. i tell myself, "just stop thinking that and it will go away" but then i just keep watching whats in my head until i get too freaked out. maybe its cuz i know i couldnt stop it if i tried so i just dont try. holy cow! its only 8:35! in the am! fall out boy is like coffee. without the bad breath, staining of teeth, stunting of growth, or cafiene. like, red bull without the wings. like drugs without the.. well, whatever you have to do. Im hungry. bye. ___________________________________________ crap. lol thats why i always copy my header info before messing with it. now its deleted and i forget the code. i guess i could search for it but shoot. im too lazy. if you know what im talking about and have the code.. for the words at the top of my diary.. please feel free to leave them in my bucket (aka comment) especially if its a glowy code. and a cool font, preferably verdana but whatever. also.. how do i change my panels to a different font? times is so played.well, just let me know. and i would like to add a sincere apology to a shoe thats been neglected. I am awful. *hangs her head with shame* my phone was dead all day and i guess that makes a good excuse for why i did not call at 9. and i was eating carls jr. and who remembers anything when that happens? haha and cayla= uber keen like WahOA! almost forgot.. i gotta make an appearance at taco bell for the jenn at like 5pmish. now that i wrote that, i will not forget. or else im a retard. dude, whats with the forgetting thing lately? its getting annoying. __________________________________________ well yet aNOTHER message from her. and i am going to scream. i asked him. she said about a month ago well i looked back exactly a month ago at my entries to see what was going on at the time.. entry 617 "Im fine".. yeah. yeah. _____________________________________________ FUCK FUCK FUCK! Ive compromised everything else... why not my clean mouth too?? fuck fuck fuck it all. its not even that he went. its that its been a month of me asking him "whens the last time you talked to her?" and similar questions and he didnt even hint that he went over there. TO HER APARTMENT! AH! wtf. and of course he will admit to it now. cuz i know. and he knew i knew. she sent me a message and shes all like..."....and the time tim came over to my apartment...." what the heck??/ seriously. he likes it. he likes something. why should i care? im moving back home today hopefully if i can do it all.. and if not then tomorrow. and then im going to be at home. miserable. and alone. but i dont care. i hate myself. and whatever. iTRUST. i dont trust him and he doesnt need to trust me. cuz im done. at least i tell him things. i try soo hard to tell him everything. because i want to. not because i have to. and he LIED to me. I talked to a few people and ya knw.. i am so stupid. its not even this. its so many things i cant even get into but im not going to fight for a boy, im not going to take a boys crap, im not going to be lied to by a boy, im not going to chase a boy and i am not going to train a boy. from now on. its the list and nothing else. ive had it. im not changing who i am for anyone anymore. let them do the honor. because i am who i am for a reason. i have standards for a reason. fuck compromise. fuck sacrifice. to anyone stupid enough to love me: from now on.. if you want those things.. do it your fucking self.ahhh. he hasnt even called me. whatever, its probably a good thing. i wouldnt want to talk to him anyways. damnit i hate when my mom is right. no one wants to buy the whole cow when the milk is free and all that crap... I mean... where did he tell me he was that day? when he was at heer apartment...????? working? AUYKDVfshabvhksa o my fucking fuck... i even asssssumed that he was hanging out with her instead of working and called him on it a couple times and he denied it!.. AHH! seriously what did he tell mehe was doing that day i really would LOVE to know.. asim probably over here in this godforsaken apartment making him and his fucking brother fucking dinner. i hate everyone. ya know. i underestimated the word fuck. it really cheers you up. gah, yeah i will probably be back to edit this later. but right now i dont care.
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wutttttttsssssssss up??? pretty much crap here. i hate life. o well.