Birthdays and other things.
Happy Birthday, Kelly Ruth Michaels!
So, Kelly Ruth, you have been my best friend since 3rd grade. We've been through thick and thin, literally. How old were we when we met? 9? 10? Somewhere around in there. I remember us fighting over 50 cents. You would always buy me icecream or something, sometimes even lunch, if I didn't have the money to buy anything for myself. I always said I would pay you back. Haha, do you remember when I had brought 50 cents to school with me one day to pay you back and you said that I could keep it. So that day, I bought myself an ice cream. Then, the next day you demanded to know where your money was. A whole fight got started over that for three weeks. And then we would yell at each other across the lunch tables. I would be the one crying over nothing. Lol.
4th grade I remember you getting your hair cut off and donating it to Locks of Love. I also remember you inviting me to your birthday party. The first party I was ever invited to. (I think that was 3rd grade, but oh well). It was too the Space and Rocket Center. I had to beg my parents to let me go with you. They said no a million times, but they finally said yes. I also remember you sticking up for my when I brought in a picture of the deer I killed and Dalanie went crazy. Haha. Fun times.
5th grade..I don't remember talk to you that much. I barely remember anything from 5th grade, actually. 6th grade, I met Jordan. You kept warning me that she was a bad influence. God,I wish I had listened. She really was. I can't believe I didn't listen to you then, or in 7th or 8th grade. You were always beside me and I never even knew it.
Oh yeah, do you remember that little blue folder? With all of our writings on it like, 'Long Live Sirius Black' and 'Godzilla', and some other things I don't remember. That had all of our little roleplays that had Aneia and Tai, Kadaj and Damien? God, how long have we used that folder? Since..6th grade?I can't believe it's still in tact.
Can you believe we're in 11th grade. We're 17 years old, Kelly Ruth. 7-freakin-teen. And Happy birthday. :)
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I've been going through all of my accounts on everything. I've deleted my RPG account. I never use it anymore and I shouldn't use RPing as an escape. I suppose this LJ can be my escape.
I've been trying to wake Jeremiah up. I really doubt I will. His Trillian says that he's been away from the computer since 2:55 AM. I wish he wouldn't stay up so late. It's not good for him.
Tomorrow we go back to school. I'm ready. As soon as I see Jeremiah I'm going to hug the freakin' life out of him. I love him more than anything, I really do. I just wish I could show him that more. I don't feel like I show it enough. God knows I should show him that I love him a whole lot more than I do. He needs to know that I love him. He already knows that I love him, but I don't want to give him any room to doubt that. I've been messing up a lot lately and last night, I made a vow to myself and him that I will never hide anything from him ever again. No matter what it is. I also made a vow to myself that I would change, for the better. I will show him that I love him every day. I will prove to him that I love him more than he loves me every day. I will be the best I can be for him every day. I need to change. I need to be better. I'm going to be better.
I think that's all I'm going to put right now. I can't think of anything else. I just know that today is going to be better. Today, Jeremiah is going to be happy and I'm going to make him happy. Today, I'm going to be happy and I'm going to stay happy. Today will be better. Period.
So, Kelly Ruth, you have been my best friend since 3rd grade. We've been through thick and thin, literally. How old were we when we met? 9? 10? Somewhere around in there. I remember us fighting over 50 cents. You would always buy me icecream or something, sometimes even lunch, if I didn't have the money to buy anything for myself. I always said I would pay you back. Haha, do you remember when I had brought 50 cents to school with me one day to pay you back and you said that I could keep it. So that day, I bought myself an ice cream. Then, the next day you demanded to know where your money was. A whole fight got started over that for three weeks. And then we would yell at each other across the lunch tables. I would be the one crying over nothing. Lol.
4th grade I remember you getting your hair cut off and donating it to Locks of Love. I also remember you inviting me to your birthday party. The first party I was ever invited to. (I think that was 3rd grade, but oh well). It was too the Space and Rocket Center. I had to beg my parents to let me go with you. They said no a million times, but they finally said yes. I also remember you sticking up for my when I brought in a picture of the deer I killed and Dalanie went crazy. Haha. Fun times.
5th grade..I don't remember talk to you that much. I barely remember anything from 5th grade, actually. 6th grade, I met Jordan. You kept warning me that she was a bad influence. God,I wish I had listened. She really was. I can't believe I didn't listen to you then, or in 7th or 8th grade. You were always beside me and I never even knew it.
Oh yeah, do you remember that little blue folder? With all of our writings on it like, 'Long Live Sirius Black' and 'Godzilla', and some other things I don't remember. That had all of our little roleplays that had Aneia and Tai, Kadaj and Damien? God, how long have we used that folder? Since..6th grade?I can't believe it's still in tact.
Can you believe we're in 11th grade. We're 17 years old, Kelly Ruth. 7-freakin-teen. And Happy birthday. :)
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I've been going through all of my accounts on everything. I've deleted my RPG account. I never use it anymore and I shouldn't use RPing as an escape. I suppose this LJ can be my escape.
I've been trying to wake Jeremiah up. I really doubt I will. His Trillian says that he's been away from the computer since 2:55 AM. I wish he wouldn't stay up so late. It's not good for him.
Tomorrow we go back to school. I'm ready. As soon as I see Jeremiah I'm going to hug the freakin' life out of him. I love him more than anything, I really do. I just wish I could show him that more. I don't feel like I show it enough. God knows I should show him that I love him a whole lot more than I do. He needs to know that I love him. He already knows that I love him, but I don't want to give him any room to doubt that. I've been messing up a lot lately and last night, I made a vow to myself and him that I will never hide anything from him ever again. No matter what it is. I also made a vow to myself that I would change, for the better. I will show him that I love him every day. I will prove to him that I love him more than he loves me every day. I will be the best I can be for him every day. I need to change. I need to be better. I'm going to be better.
I think that's all I'm going to put right now. I can't think of anything else. I just know that today is going to be better. Today, Jeremiah is going to be happy and I'm going to make him happy. Today, I'm going to be happy and I'm going to stay happy. Today will be better. Period.