2.06.2009

shit talker.

heykids;

Before you dip yourself in your shallow pool of wit, let me paint you a picture and save us both the trouble. You’re going to go around to your mindless hanger-ons calling me all the words that are in the English language to define a prostitute, laugh it off, and roll your eyes at me every chance you’ll get, but I wont stoop down to your level. You can’t simply assume who I am by words passed along currents of gossip. I am more than you perceive. I am more than a label you stick on a person by a perspective of an instigator. I haven’t the time nor the patience for silly junior-high/high-school drama. Honestly you’ve hit rock bottom to bring down others’ self-esteem to boost yours. You’ll see when you’ve stepped into adulthood that this entire petty and frivolous manner doesn’t pay off. You are just wasting your own time starting something that I won’t bother to take another look at. Just let go of the nonsense and grow up.
Let me get this straight. I did not write the above. I found it on another blog. But I whole heartedly agree with it. It seems to suit me too. Since people walk around our school calling me a slut. There's no reason for that bullshit. Let me get another thing out there, I am not virgin. But that doesn't make me a whore. Just because a girl has had sex doesn't mean she automatically goes around screwing every guy she meets. If you kids found out a guy was doing that then he'd be a god in your eyes. Being able to "tap that ass up." But no, if you look back in history it's a common double standard of society. The guy gets all the glory, the more he can score. While the girl can do the same and yet you call her a whore. I just don't understand why it has to be like that. Asdfghjkl; The whole thing just pisses me off to no end. Especially because my guy best friend screws around with a lot of girls. And all the guys I know that hang out with him just worship him. Fucking stupid.

2.04.2009

Hearts Day

Heeeey people. What holiday is coming up in only ten short days? You guessed it! Valentine's Day. Someone shoot me, it might make it less painful to endure.

2.01.2009

You Are My GPS

It was actually the last blog where I said that I based a portion of my blogs based off of secrets from PostSecret. But today I'm going to break the mold. I was listening to one of my favorite songs about ten minutes ago. And the lyrics just kind of hit me. The artist is the friend of a boy from South Carolina that me and Jenny are in LOVE with. Heh heh. They do music videos of techno songs that are absolutely hilarious! Anyways, this kid is pretty talented. If you have me on Myspace, it's the fourth song on my playlist. Well the end of the song is what caught my attention. I don't think I've ever listened to it 100% all the way through, so the end never really sunk in.

Lets wait for the nightlight
Your eyes feel the fright
And i will still hold you, things will all be alright
Let's soar through the nations while we play pretend
I am so happy to call you my best friend

I'm best friends with this guy I've been off and on with. It's kind of a weird relationship. We can go from hating each other to laughing about some old inside joke in two seconds flat. I have to say I adore the boy. It's like no matter what happens with us, we can act like it never happened and just push past the awkwardness. I've been through everything with him. And I do mean everything. Haha. You wouldn't get it. He knows things about me I'm too scared to tell Tarsi or even Jenny. I could call him at 3 a.m crying and expect to hear his car pulling over the gravel in ten minutes time. If you looked up loyal this boy would be right there, his big cheesy grin flashing through the page. He doesn't know how much I depend on him to be there. I think I take him for granted. If he were to pack up and move, my whole world would fall apart. That sounds incredibly selfish, but it's true.