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yesterday was a good day. i was so tired though..my whole body felt weak all day long. i thought i was gunna fall asleep walking down the hall. we decorated mr warriners room.. it looks BEAUTIFUL, very Christmasy. my ugly tree is finally decorated. if anyone wants to trade christmas trees, im willing to!! i wrapped some presents yesterday, uhm yep, my mom spoils my cousins. she bought my cousin a 5 disk cd player...SPOILED!! do i get that.. nooope...i have a 3 disk cd player, AND it doesnt even play cds right now bc its a POS! oh boy listen to me, i am ungrateful. sorry. at least he will be happy. We're having Christmas tomorrow with my aunt and grandma..how exciting, i cant wait. so i have been thinking of tons of things i want for christmas now..when my mom is probably all done shopping, great. uh i think i found one of my presents yesterday...maybe it wasnt mine.
as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words, although they did not feel,for I felt what I had not felt before,you'd swear those words could heal.
and I as looked up into those eyes,his vision borrows mine.
and to know he's no stranger,for I feel I've held him for all of time.
i wish girls were more independent.
its crazy how things change. i think back two years ago, or even a year ago and i never knew i would be who i am right now. i never knew i would have done the things i have done. its really crazy when you think about when you were really young, i never thought i would do anything wrong. thank god for my sisters and their friends breaking in my mom. i know she still cares..but im just glad she understands.
why do people cry when they get in trouble? it's not like you are going to die or anything. i really dont get it, maybe i should have taken psychology or something.
my life is like a broken record. everything happens over and over again. im used to it now, so its okay.
respect comes when you respect yourself
of all the things ive believed in, i just wanna get it over with, tears form behind my eyes, but i do not cry, counting the days that pass me by. ive been searching deep down in my soul, words that im hearing are starting to get old, feels like im starting all over again, the last three years were just pretend..
who invented wrapping paper? it is the weirdest thing. i swear, just think about it for a while. its nuts.
as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words, although they did not feel,for I felt what I had not felt before,you'd swear those words could heal.
and I as looked up into those eyes,his vision borrows mine.
and to know he's no stranger,for I feel I've held him for all of time.
i wish girls were more independent.
its crazy how things change. i think back two years ago, or even a year ago and i never knew i would be who i am right now. i never knew i would have done the things i have done. its really crazy when you think about when you were really young, i never thought i would do anything wrong. thank god for my sisters and their friends breaking in my mom. i know she still cares..but im just glad she understands.
why do people cry when they get in trouble? it's not like you are going to die or anything. i really dont get it, maybe i should have taken psychology or something.
my life is like a broken record. everything happens over and over again. im used to it now, so its okay.
respect comes when you respect yourself
of all the things ive believed in, i just wanna get it over with, tears form behind my eyes, but i do not cry, counting the days that pass me by. ive been searching deep down in my soul, words that im hearing are starting to get old, feels like im starting all over again, the last three years were just pretend..
who invented wrapping paper? it is the weirdest thing. i swear, just think about it for a while. its nuts.