Let me so dead and so gone. <\3
So, I got my license yesterday. I enjoy driving. It makes me feel free and that I am in control of something for once. But I always got a job today. I now work at Dollar Tree with my best friend, Brittany Michelle. :D woot woot.
Well, it seems that I have been lied to by my ex-significant other. I fucking hate guys nowadays. What is so hard about just being honest. I mean, if he was gonna get serious with this girl why couldn't he tell me? I shouldn't have to get my friend to call me and tell me he is dating some Megan girl since he decides to post it all of his goddam profile. ahhh. I don't think he even realizes how much I want to be with him. but you know what. If I am not worth his time, why should he be worth mine? I mean, he still calls me babe, baby, sweetie. Why must he call me those names when I know he is saying them to some other girl? It's funny how a month ago he said he loved me and now it's like I'm not worth anything to him. Just another notch in his bedpost, another memory, another broken heart he can frame in his mind. I hope he knows that he has hurt me more I ever been hurt before. All I want is a serious relationship with a guy who is going to take me seriously and not just some fucking ragdoll.
We got new computers. Dad got a new laptop, mom got a new desktop, and John fixed my computer. Mom bought me a new keyboard as well. :) So that is kick ass since my old one was kind of broken, like hardcore.
Well, starting tomorrow I am going to the YMCA. I have a goal, and that goal will be met. I am determined to lose weight by the New Year.
I got my report card today, I got all b's and C's and a D in Tucker's Music Theater class, mostly because I don't pay a damn bit of attention. Oh well, not as if I give a flying fuck about that class.
I need a beer.
I miss Katie.
I need to get away, just take a drive by myself and my CDs. Not like I have the time and money to do that.
Carolina put Rackie down Tuesday. It broke my heart. I love that dog. I miss her a lot. :'(
Why must life suck so bad? I am to the point that I just don't want to be here. If I had it my way, I would live in my bed for the rest of my pathetic life. No drama, no love, no heartache, and no one to bring me down !
I am done.
Good-night.
Well, it seems that I have been lied to by my ex-significant other. I fucking hate guys nowadays. What is so hard about just being honest. I mean, if he was gonna get serious with this girl why couldn't he tell me? I shouldn't have to get my friend to call me and tell me he is dating some Megan girl since he decides to post it all of his goddam profile. ahhh. I don't think he even realizes how much I want to be with him. but you know what. If I am not worth his time, why should he be worth mine? I mean, he still calls me babe, baby, sweetie. Why must he call me those names when I know he is saying them to some other girl? It's funny how a month ago he said he loved me and now it's like I'm not worth anything to him. Just another notch in his bedpost, another memory, another broken heart he can frame in his mind. I hope he knows that he has hurt me more I ever been hurt before. All I want is a serious relationship with a guy who is going to take me seriously and not just some fucking ragdoll.
We got new computers. Dad got a new laptop, mom got a new desktop, and John fixed my computer. Mom bought me a new keyboard as well. :) So that is kick ass since my old one was kind of broken, like hardcore.
Well, starting tomorrow I am going to the YMCA. I have a goal, and that goal will be met. I am determined to lose weight by the New Year.
I got my report card today, I got all b's and C's and a D in Tucker's Music Theater class, mostly because I don't pay a damn bit of attention. Oh well, not as if I give a flying fuck about that class.
I need a beer.
I miss Katie.
I need to get away, just take a drive by myself and my CDs. Not like I have the time and money to do that.
Carolina put Rackie down Tuesday. It broke my heart. I love that dog. I miss her a lot. :'(
Why must life suck so bad? I am to the point that I just don't want to be here. If I had it my way, I would live in my bed for the rest of my pathetic life. No drama, no love, no heartache, and no one to bring me down !
I am done.
Good-night.