Friday, March 3, 2006

Rave
Hate is a strong word isn't it. I don't hate anything except, Zucchini and squash. When I eat them I feel like throwing up.

There a person that I dislike. He's annyoying and hethinks that we all care about what he's trying to say, but we don't. He's a nice person and he's considers me a friend. But I don't. Can't he take a hint?

Erin. She's headstrong, narrowminded, she's not very open to change, secretive(which annoys me to no end), immature at one time very mature the next, nerdy, she cares about what others think but tries to hide it, maybe a little bratty but also very considerate.

What was the piont of this post?
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Wednesday, March 1, 2006

O.o
You know, When Erin wears her hair down. Forget it. I'm not gonna go their today.lol

So how are all you?
I'm okay. Nothing new, yet.

I've got a questiom.
What's your fav video game?

Mine is Grandia2. The battle system is perfect. The characters are all well developed and the story is exceptional.
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Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Peace of Mind
I feel like strolling on the beach,
or lying in the warm sand,
or just floating along in the warm Carribean waters.

I actually feel like doing that. Isn't that odd? For me it is. I'm actually very happy, which is even wierder.

Unfortunatly, I had a hold folder full of my various poems and stories and I've lost it. But I'm not angry about it. I know every scrap of work in their by heart. I'll just gat a new folder.*sigh*
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Monday, February 27, 2006

Hi
Wow. I hardly post at all anymore. So how are all of you? Life is doing okay. I'm pretty happy, but really interesting happens without Erin. Yeah I gave up, for now. But in ninth grade I'm gonna ask her if she's allowed to have a bf, and try again. So I didn't give up. I still love her and I'm still waiting. I'm just tired of waiting this school year. My love isn't as passionate as it was, but I'm sure that by the begging of ninth grade that will change.
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Thursday, February 23, 2006

Breathe
I have haven't been posting as often as I used to lately, but nothing interesting has happened. Until now.

I've given her up. I love her but, I'm no longer in love with her. And I'm happy about it. It was tiring living through each day worrying about whether she loved me or not. Now I don't care as much. It's like a whole load has been lifted off my shoulders and I can breathe again.

How are all of you?
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Monday, February 20, 2006

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I've got a question. How do you post pictures?
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Friday, February 17, 2006

http://www.youtube.com/?v=lYFUNXY-2UU
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After poetry
I keep reading over my last post. It's amazing. I didn't take any forethought at all. I just wrote and the words seemed to flow from my finger tips. I've been writing for a long time, but I've never been able to write something that good out of thin air. I'm quite proud of myself. And that doesn't happen often.

I'm in a pretty good mood. I've been sorta hyper all day.
How are all of you?
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Thursday, February 16, 2006

Poetry
I envy those with too many friends to ever fell lonely. But loneliness is my element and in it's cold, depressing waters, I shall tread. I long for the summer. I need time to think about things, gather my thoughts, and decide what are most important in my life. I cannot do that now, for everyI am thrown into the problems that cannot be solved in a day. But there is one problem I've been able to solve.
At the end of the year, on the last day of school, A dear friend of mine is leaving. I fear that tears will flow on this day and that the one I love will see them. But I want her to see, and I have to tell her, what she already knows. I will hold her hands in mine and tell her how much I love her. I'll scream it to the heavens, and the vibrations will be heard in hell. Then she will know how much I love her. And then I will be complete.

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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Life sux
Life sux. Death is salvation, but I'm am not worthy of being saved.
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