Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Birthday.
-All My Love For You Is Gone
Monday, January 26, 2009
Life.
Listen to my Kelsey story. I was sitting in art and she starts making fun of me. Saying that I have no boobs and Im a ginger. It wasnt the first time that she made fun of me and I was done with the bullshit I got from her. So I yelled at her and earlier she almost made me cry. She then yelled at me and I ran out of the room crying. I hated it and maybe since I stuck up for myself that since then she really hasnt talked to me. I like it.
School in general is going better, my grades are getting higher and my friendship with people are ok. Things arent the same as they were in Jenkins. I got boyfriends, and I got problems with people and with myself. Last year after my boyfriend broke up with me I stopped eating at school. I didnt think it was a big deal untill my friends who care about me told the nurse and I had to talk about it. After that I didnt tell anyone when I was eating or not. I then got better and more healthy, and I got heavier. I am now 107 pounds. I feel better about myself and dont find many things wrong with myself.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Like You.
I'm not like every girl. My hair isnt always perfect. I dont have the greates body, and my thighs arent skinny or very thin. Im never on a diet, but not over weight, I'm actually underweight.
Im not always mommys little girl, I love the color black and wear it as much as i can. I want my lip pierced and I have my cartliage pierced. I'm getting my nosee pierced when i turn 15. I hate the phrase "yeeeee kiiiiid". I got told today that I shouldnt "ruin my perfect body" with all the piercings i want. I dont exactly think i have a perfect body, nor anywhere colse to perfect.
I consider myself a pretty normal person. Im quiet and shy and try not to get in peoples way. I try not to stand out but the color of my hair makes it hard. Im not one of those girls that wear all pink and I dont wear shorts or skirts that often, only on special occasions. Im more like I wear black, studded belts and skinny jeans. I dont wear "pretty pink" jewlery. Actually right now im wear a shit load of braclets and black tape along my left wrist. I dont suppose that you might comment on "its covering up you cuts" cuz thats my brothers theory.
I dont sit with girls at lunch, all though i could. I sit at an all boy table. Im told that i make the table complete, I make the most sad moments happiest. I dont exactly get what they are talking about but I decide not to tell them that. I hate when a girl comes over to flirt with one of them, its like do you not see me here. Cuz apperently I'm invisable, I got this whole table under my comand so back the fuck off. Flirt with them some other time cuz I'm done with you.
-All My Love For You Is Gone