Indeed. My life is screwed up all because of things I caused. But I am determined to fix the exhibition. Even if everyone hates me or whatever. I will not have this go down without some fun routines. And if you all don't like them; I'm sorry. I've tried letting you all do it yourself. It didn't work. I've tried getting together with other ( Read more... )

Maybe there's a point to no one ever hitting rock bottom. It's not good ( Read more... )

Alright, well yesterday after dance I went to Jack in the box with some friends before I was supposed to be home. I got myself a large soda (Dr. Pepper) and I drove home. As I was getting out of the car, me, in my infinite wisdom, tried to close the door to my car with one hand (purse, shoes, keys, soda in the other) and as I'm doing so I ( Read more... )

Yeah. Kurt is such a bad word. Got mad because I'm not dancing to any music from Grease. I hate that movie. "Become a slut and boys will like you." If that didn't hit so close to home maybe I wouldn't have such a problem with it, but I do. Its not like my stance has changed. Even before the theme changed I said I wasn't going to do that. He ( Read more... )

Hip hop is so much fun. I was thinking about dancing all day. I got home and did it. I have to work today. I don't want to. I'm sick of typing. I want to dance but I danced so hard for so long that my side hurts (Plus I went to red robin today with my sister after school.) I think I'm going to go do laundry and take a lil' nap. Sounds good ( Read more... )

Alright. So this week has been stressful. Yesterday there were quite a few tears at dance. Less than half of them were cried by me. It was sad. But if you see not what you do to others, how can you criticize them ( Read more... )

That's how you know its real. I just discovered that. There's a difference between depression and remorse. Remorse you can't tell you're experiencing until you're in it. That's how it was. Sitting here reading it... I couldn't tell I was crying until I tasted the tears running down my cheeks, it was there, then that I realized that I might ( Read more... )

Alright. No grandiose speeches about coming back or finally figuring things out. I gave up my live journal because one of my best friends quit doing it. It was her thing, I gave it up because it wasn't fair to her. Well, she's back and now so am I. That's it. This might just be a one time thing. There have been many a fiasco in the past... um ( Read more... )

Our star shines anyways, if you wish upon it we are one. Songs are so fun. "Dog eat dog, everyday on our fellow man we prey. Dog eat dog, to get by, hope you like my genocide ( Read more... )

"Late night, come home; work sucks, I know. She left me roses by the stairs. Surprises let me know she cares ( Read more... )