for the record.
No longer will I stand by and just watch things slip right between my fingers. I try to make things happen for me, like this whole thing with the band, I try to help, get shot down. It seems as though I no longer can do things write. I am one massive screw up in this world.
I'm tired of being the way I am right now. Keep in mind that I'm tired of the way I am. Not who I am.
My mother continuously is on my case now about this whole Fine Arts thing, and I don't even know what I believe anymore. I want to believe my father so bad, but I want both sides of the story. Then I'll decide. But my mother is disgusted with me.
Meg and I worked on "What Is This Feeling?" It went really well. We have it mostly choreographed, so it should be wicked nasty. No pun intended. :o).
I feel like writing in bold purpleness. Its just cause I'm cool like that. hah yea right. If I'm so cool why do I fuck everything up?
<3 Gazell
oh yea, me and charlie decided that if neither of us is married by the time we are 29 we are getting married. I'm excited. I love Charlie. 'and heres somthing rather amusing from Brian.. Joel: So that's Mrs. Hart. Me: I know! I though it was just a big, fat hairy vagina when i first saw her too! ^^ thank you Brian. :o)