Don't you love the life you've killed?
growing up is never easy. you hold on to things that were. you wonder whats to come. but that night, i think we knew it was time to let go of what had been, and look ahead to what would be. other days. new days. days to come. the thing is, we didnt have to hate each other for getting older. we just had to forgive ourselves.. for growing up. *
well i havent written in here in a while.. last thursday and friday i didnt go to school, cause.. i hate it.. and everyone there.. but umm i went to activity night, which was alright i guess.. once again, people are gay.. i was laughing my ass off though at caitlin, jamie, and angela.. going up to sixth graders and partying it up with them hahaha i think they all thought you girls were one hundred percent insane.. cause, well, i know i did lmao.. but after the dance, we all walked over to fudds.. and now everytime i hear the song "my milkshake" im gunna think of nick, because hes a champ at singing it for us.. but anyways.. friday, faith came home with me on the bus.. and angela came over around five so that we could go to kissmas bash.. which was pretty fricken sweet.. so we went and met up with danny and kelly a.. and we saw jamie, sarah, linds, and amanda x3 love them.. then after kissmas bash ended, which was at like 1230, me, faith, and angela went to faiths and watched "thirteen".. and slept there.. i was so tired this morning cause we didnt even start the movie till like two so we didnt go to bed until like 430.. and nate came in at like, seven cause he had to leave.. and it was his birthday x333.. so theres me, on the couch, half asleep.. nate "umm, i was gunna put this mask on last night.. and scare you.. but i wasnt sure who it was that was sleeping on the couch.. so i decided not to.." lmao good idea, nate.. i would have killed you on the spot.. but yeah, me and angela both got picked up around 1230.. and i came home, and slept for a couple hours.. me and andrea have been home alone, like, all day long.. and while i was on the phone with angela, my dog threw up.. lovely.. and i knew i heard like, sirens and i knew that um "santa" was supposed to come around on the fire truck sometime but i didnt know if it was supposed to be tonight.. so i called my mom.. and she told me to go get a can of soup to give to the guy.. so um yeahh, while i was waiting for the truck i rang our doorbell and waited for andrea to come to the door so i could tell her that i was poor and the only food i had was this can of soup, but nowhere to cook it.. lmaoo.. but she wouldnt come outside with me to give it to the scary guy.. so i went alone.. and he like ripped it out of my hands.. asshole.. and like handed me a dinky little candy cane.. ugh stupid fuck.. lol.. but let me just mention, that i hate people who lie about what they do and make dumb excuses about things.. because just so you know, i will find out.. well just so everyone knows, i had a lovely birthday without you, thanks.. well anyways, umm, i dont really feel like writing anymore, so.. comment, i guess.
you remind me of the times
when i knew who i was.