....yes.....
So yes, after 8 months or so I start up my live journal account once again. Why I did it I may never truly know. Just to help people I guess....I used to confide in this thing and type on it when I needed to talk to people. So maybe others will do the same, and I can be there for them, when they need me. That seems to all my usefullness nowadays. Just helping people when they need help. *shrug* I dont really call myself their friend, I just am there, and then when they dont need help it seems like Im not needed. Oh well...different story for a different day.
This weekend was fun and hectic. Spent the night at Tish's house, with her, Grant, and Ashley. Very odd. Ashley kinda broke down and so I spent a lot of time trying to talk to her. Started liking Tish, but I doubt that will go far. Seems like I annoy her the more I try. C'est la vie. Life's not perfect. Never was nor will be. Get used to it right? However, maybe just once I can be happy........nah wait nevermind. Stupid idea.
Did nothing on Monday. Slept and relaxed. Summer School continues to suck ass...
Today I was going to call a bunch of people up and we would all go see a movie, I was thinking Anchorman, but then no one said yes. So that plan flopped. Spent like 3 hours on the phone with Kyle, David, and Tyler. We finally settled on playing HALO, after BK for lunch. That was a lot of fun. I won all 3 games. Kyle and I kick so much ass. Go us.
David joined the Army and so I was using that as a tool to help get my parents to let me join the Marines. Only everytime I mention it, my mom goes paranoid and psycho. I hate it. She is so against something I want to do so much.
My plan is so far, parents accepting or not, is to join the Marines after I graduate high school. Maybe then Ill find a life, and a place to belong and fit in. As well as have the Honor and Courage...I wonder if anyone would miss me if I was gone or dead.
Found a poem the other day and it seems kind of fitting,
The burden of Death is light.
This is my last letter,
My good-bye to this world.
The sadness consumes me,
With Happiness just beyond my reach.
Some were meant to live, others to die.
Others will suffer, and never fit in.
Their dreams of this world will never be lived.
They sit and suffer, while their minds and bodies rot away.
Hollowed and alone, they waste away.
The burden of Death is light,
When one has nothing left to live for.
This weekend was fun and hectic. Spent the night at Tish's house, with her, Grant, and Ashley. Very odd. Ashley kinda broke down and so I spent a lot of time trying to talk to her. Started liking Tish, but I doubt that will go far. Seems like I annoy her the more I try. C'est la vie. Life's not perfect. Never was nor will be. Get used to it right? However, maybe just once I can be happy........nah wait nevermind. Stupid idea.
Did nothing on Monday. Slept and relaxed. Summer School continues to suck ass...
Today I was going to call a bunch of people up and we would all go see a movie, I was thinking Anchorman, but then no one said yes. So that plan flopped. Spent like 3 hours on the phone with Kyle, David, and Tyler. We finally settled on playing HALO, after BK for lunch. That was a lot of fun. I won all 3 games. Kyle and I kick so much ass. Go us.
David joined the Army and so I was using that as a tool to help get my parents to let me join the Marines. Only everytime I mention it, my mom goes paranoid and psycho. I hate it. She is so against something I want to do so much.
My plan is so far, parents accepting or not, is to join the Marines after I graduate high school. Maybe then Ill find a life, and a place to belong and fit in. As well as have the Honor and Courage...I wonder if anyone would miss me if I was gone or dead.
Found a poem the other day and it seems kind of fitting,
The burden of Death is light.
This is my last letter,
My good-bye to this world.
The sadness consumes me,
With Happiness just beyond my reach.
Some were meant to live, others to die.
Others will suffer, and never fit in.
Their dreams of this world will never be lived.
They sit and suffer, while their minds and bodies rot away.
Hollowed and alone, they waste away.
The burden of Death is light,
When one has nothing left to live for.