none of this in and out shit.
damn man all i feel and think and know when i listen to this song is last summer. haha. crazy.
i hate being a girl. i hate having a pussy. its really really really really GAY.
last night we went to feys. same old shit right? myke ordered a 30 inch pizza and about 3/4's of it spilled allll over his back seat. isnt that just precious? he went crazy like a madman and started kicking things.. the way he does SOOoo well. finally he calmed down and we brought it inside and since me and tony arent little bitches we ate the dirty pieces. good shit. mike needs to get some ranch though. seriously.
so then i come home and i sit around.. and around and around waiting for my boyfriend to come home. and so i call him.. so im like heyy dont go back to feys please i want to talk to you.. he takes leah home.. goes back to feys.. hah. doesnt get home til like two thirty.. sweet. wait all fucking night for nothing, no fucking email when i wake up. but whatever right? its not like i do ANyTHing for him to deserve anything in return. riiiight.
whatever. so anyways anybody who thinks i really quit smoking is as dumb as a baboon.
ohhh so the anger management thing. went to that on monday. it wasnt bad at all.i might have already talked about this. whatever. i sat in a room with like 15 other bitches and some lady and we just bullshitted about how our weekend went. i had to introduce myself.. thats always fun. then we watched a movie on victimes of domestic violence and how some guy stabbed his dad. now his dad visits him in jail?
other families are gay.
mine is cool.
noooot really.
ok im out. oh but first read this shit.
The day I fought Kristy has proven to be one of the biggest mistakes I have
ever made in my life. Although I feel she learned a lesson by my actions, if
I had to do it all over again, I would have thought about the consequences,
and made a different choice.
Sometimes when things make me angry, I react by going off alone by myself to
cool off. I'm not a violent person nor do I ever react violently to any
given situation. On this particular day though, when I first tried to go
cool off by myself, and she continually provoked me until I could no longer
handle it, the rage within me would not let me calm down until I did
something about it. This was my mistake.
What I could have done besides finding her after school, was going
immediately to my principal during lunch when she was antagonizing. I guess
in my head I thought they wouldn't do anything about the situation because
she hadn't actually touched me, therefore it wasn't that big of a deal. If I
had gone to the principal though, perhaps they could have gotten her in
trouble, making me feel better, preventing me from reacting out of unsettled
rage from earlier that afternoon.
I've learned now that violence isn't the answer to anything. It only causes
more drama, more hostility, and a lot more trouble. In the end, although
Kristy took a beating, I was the one in misery.. With court dates, spending
a night in jail, and now I am serving probation time.
Decisions like that need to be thought out more, I should have asked myself,
"is this the right thing to do?" and maybe would have decided against it.
But with all the anger inside of me I didn't stop to think about it. Next
time I will be sure to think about what I am doing, who I could turn to for
more mature ways of settling it, and the consequences of whatever actions I
choose to pursue.
-ashleey motherfuckin williamson
i hate being a girl. i hate having a pussy. its really really really really GAY.
last night we went to feys. same old shit right? myke ordered a 30 inch pizza and about 3/4's of it spilled allll over his back seat. isnt that just precious? he went crazy like a madman and started kicking things.. the way he does SOOoo well. finally he calmed down and we brought it inside and since me and tony arent little bitches we ate the dirty pieces. good shit. mike needs to get some ranch though. seriously.
so then i come home and i sit around.. and around and around waiting for my boyfriend to come home. and so i call him.. so im like heyy dont go back to feys please i want to talk to you.. he takes leah home.. goes back to feys.. hah. doesnt get home til like two thirty.. sweet. wait all fucking night for nothing, no fucking email when i wake up. but whatever right? its not like i do ANyTHing for him to deserve anything in return. riiiight.
whatever. so anyways anybody who thinks i really quit smoking is as dumb as a baboon.
ohhh so the anger management thing. went to that on monday. it wasnt bad at all.i might have already talked about this. whatever. i sat in a room with like 15 other bitches and some lady and we just bullshitted about how our weekend went. i had to introduce myself.. thats always fun. then we watched a movie on victimes of domestic violence and how some guy stabbed his dad. now his dad visits him in jail?
other families are gay.
mine is cool.
noooot really.
ok im out. oh but first read this shit.
The day I fought Kristy has proven to be one of the biggest mistakes I have
ever made in my life. Although I feel she learned a lesson by my actions, if
I had to do it all over again, I would have thought about the consequences,
and made a different choice.
Sometimes when things make me angry, I react by going off alone by myself to
cool off. I'm not a violent person nor do I ever react violently to any
given situation. On this particular day though, when I first tried to go
cool off by myself, and she continually provoked me until I could no longer
handle it, the rage within me would not let me calm down until I did
something about it. This was my mistake.
What I could have done besides finding her after school, was going
immediately to my principal during lunch when she was antagonizing. I guess
in my head I thought they wouldn't do anything about the situation because
she hadn't actually touched me, therefore it wasn't that big of a deal. If I
had gone to the principal though, perhaps they could have gotten her in
trouble, making me feel better, preventing me from reacting out of unsettled
rage from earlier that afternoon.
I've learned now that violence isn't the answer to anything. It only causes
more drama, more hostility, and a lot more trouble. In the end, although
Kristy took a beating, I was the one in misery.. With court dates, spending
a night in jail, and now I am serving probation time.
Decisions like that need to be thought out more, I should have asked myself,
"is this the right thing to do?" and maybe would have decided against it.
But with all the anger inside of me I didn't stop to think about it. Next
time I will be sure to think about what I am doing, who I could turn to for
more mature ways of settling it, and the consequences of whatever actions I
choose to pursue.
-ashleey motherfuckin williamson