::Waking up from this Nightmare How's your life? What's it like there? Is it all what you wanted it to be? Does it hurt when you think about me and how broken my heart is? Take you away from that Empty Apartment You stay and forget where the heart is Someday, if ever you loved me You'd say... it's okay:: --------------------------------------------------------- Kay. I'm lame. I came back. -lol- I have no life. -Gasp- So... what's new with you, Sarah? Uhm, nothing at all. You? Nothing. K. K. -Growls- Silly voices. I took my cats to get shaved today. Hehe. They look so silly with no hair. Hehe. -Giggles like a little school girl.- Oh oh oh. Guess what I did!!!! I dropped out of school. How lame can I get? Oh pretty lame. -smiles- I'm going back in September. To a regular school. With boring classrooms. Full of too many familar, boring, pathetic, lame faces. You know... I was thinking to myself the other day. I seem to really hate people a lot. Not all people. But most people. They tend to bore me. Or piss me off too much. Then I also got to thinking, I never really express this hate towards them. I just keep it all bottled up inside of me. Waiting for it to explode on some innocent vicitim. -Giggles- Such fun. ^.^ Aww... My kitty is locked in my room and has no way to get out. Hmm.. I wonder what he's say if cats could talk? Probably "Let me the fuck out of here, you crazy bitch." Hehe. Just kidding. Argh!!! Silly cat went behind my dresser. How the hell does he expect to get out of my room that way? Hmm... -Psycho Bunny- An Update In The Life Of Sarah So, got into a car wreck the other day. Stupid fucking drivers around here, I tell you. They ought to be shot. And that is coming from a mouth of someone whom does not like guns. I hate them. Despise them. They sicken me. And scare me as well. Anyways... I was getting out of my car to go into the mall and a guy decided to pull into the parking spot. Which by the way, might I add, had very LITTLE room for his "big macho man" truck to squeeze into. He ended up squishing me into my car door. Oh joy!! What fun! What fun!! Haha. BIG FAT FUCKING NOT! -Ahem- Anyways, it hurt. I cried. Went to the hospital. Came home with crutches. Go for surgery in a few days, POSSIBLY. Go to court to sue the fucking dick head in a week. The End. So, what else is new with me? Heh. Don't know... Like the new colours? -Big Grin- I do! I do! I do!! -Eye roll- So, some person the other day called me a bitch. I laughed. It was funny. -Smiles- It was though. I did like, nothing wrong. But laugh at her. -Giggles- She was acting stupid. And flirting with a guy like 10 years older than her. -Eye roll- Lame-o. Yup. Okay. I think I'm done now. P.S- Nick, Jac, Linds, Frostie and uhm... a few other people: you all r0x0rz my s0x0rz. P.P.S-- I am guilty of raping the willing. P.P.S---Kat, if you read this (which you will, because I'll tell you to. lol) I love you a lot. Thanks for being there for me when I needed you. I can't express with words how much that and you mean to me. I'll love you always and always, my sexy Kitty Katkins. -Muah- -Hugs- -Smiles- The End. ---------------------------------------------------------- ::It's okay to be angry and never let go It only gets harder the more that you know When you get lonely, if noone's around You'll know that I'll catch you When you're falling down We came together but you left alone And I know how it feels to walk out on your own Maybe someday you'll look me in the eyes And you'll call me your friend:: You know what pisses me off the most about online journals? The people that make private entries. I always want to know what they say in them, it leaves me curious and yearning to know –so- badly what they say that it starts to drive me up the wall. I hate them so much. You know what pisses me off about myself? How I can’t express true emotion to people. Like, okay. Sure, I do express and show a few people my feelings. I let them inside my head to pick away at what’s going on in there and how they can help me fix/solve any and all problems. But, I rarely do that. And when I do, I feel guilty. There are a million other people out there with bigger problems than I have, but yet, here I am sitting here. Weeping, all depressed like, feeling sorry for myself. And why for? Well, because I am a lame ass, pitiful person who should be hung. Yes, hung. I should be hung, or shot. Which one would you like to do? Shoot me or hang me? I’d pick option B and that’s only for the simple fact that like I expressed earlier in this entry, that I do not like guns. Gawd, I’m such a pathetic person. I really am. Why do I fall for guys whom I know that there is –no- way in hell that I’d ever be able to be with them? -Bleh- Yup. K. You want to know what else I hate? When people try to grammar fuck me. -Growls- It annoys the hell out of me. I know how to spell. Some words, okay, sure, I don't exactly know how to spell them correctly but does that mean you have the right to point out a little, pointless, lame flaw of mine? No. It does fucking NOT! -Scoffs- Hell, why don't you start pointing out the flaws that you SHOULD be pointing out. Like wtf@chu? -Growls- I also hate people that have messengers but choose not to talk to you until you message them first. It's like "Uh, okay. Hi? Fucking talk to me now you god damn fucking idiotic fucktard." Make me feel more like I'm not wanted and that you don't wish to speak to me, why don't you. Asshole. Holy sheit, I'm in an odd mood today. Yup. Oh oh oh. And!!! I can't forget what else annoys me. When you message people and they say "brb" right away. And don't come back for approx. 20 minutes or more. It's like "Okay guy, if you don't want to fucking talk to me. Just tell me. It's not going to hurt my feelings that much. I will get the fuck over it." That annoys the hell out of me. If someone doesn't like me, they should fucking tell me. Not leave hints and clues. Be blunt, straightforward. Talk to me. Tell me. I won't care. I like honesty. Honesty is a big part of my life. If you want to fucking lie to me about being my friend, then you are not a friend at all in the first place. And the more you ignore/avoid me, the more I will dispise you. And increase my hatred for you. Oh. And. Also. I hate the people that only talk to you to help increase their ego and when you don't, they get angry at you. And start to use profound words to express their anger with you. It's like Wtf@chu. You egotistically fuckwad. If you want your ego increased, go to some other lame ass that is going to actually do it. Because I don't want to. Increase mine first, bitch. Mkthx. Okay. And with that I think I am off and done for the day. I hope you all enjoyed reading my entry. Have a great day/night/whatever. Take care all. Much love, peace and chicken grease. -Psycho Bunny-