Life.

Haven't blogged in days.
Oh well.
I'm blogging now.

It's like what?
6?
Who knows.

I came home today and Amanda had me help her clean the office.
Bad idea.
Took FOREVER.
Its okay though.
My desk looks clean now. (:

Geometery SOL today.
Let's just say if I hadn't gone back to check my answers, I would have missed like 6.

Mom pulled the splinter out of the palm of my hand.
It still hurts.
>.<

OMG!
The Bride Wore Black.
I haven't listened to them in forever.
I'd forgotten how amazing they were.
One of these songs is definately going on my MySpace.
As soon as I re-do it.
Haha.
And I'll re-do my page as soon as I remember what type of animal picks up satelite signals.
I'll ask Cierra.

Found a note someone wrote me today.
Reading it almost made me cry.
It was an apology.
And a thank you.
It saddens me that we don't talk anymore.
Kayla, I'm sorry I've been so horrible to you. I didn't mean to be, I was just confused and hurt. I could list my reasons but I think it would be a waste of your time, so I won't....
Then later:
Thank you for being there with me even though I kept trying to push you away. I know it had to take a lot for you to put up with the way I acted. Thank you for being who you are: an amazing person that I'll never forget, even when I'm old and crippled, living with my oldest child and accepting meals through a straw.
The end makes me smile.
I miss you.
You'll never know.

I definately heard that song today.
You know the one.
The one that goes, "If I said your smile's all that mattered would you save my life?"
Yep.
I heard it.
So my question:
Would you?
Doubt it.

Things are better here , but worse at Sam's.
I'd rather there was trouble here than to see her hurt.

I got treated like a lesbian on the bus today.
All because I hugged a girl.
Screw all of them.

Alec's bringing girls on the bus tomorrow.
Morgan Vandermark and Lisa somebody or somehting.
I don't really know her name.
And I think one of them's gonna get stuck sitting with me.
Great.

Well isn't this song great?
I'd rather chew on broken glass
then keep on living in the past
and wasting time on words I know you didn't mean.
Very... Pleasant.
Then again it IS about suicide...

Ugh.
I don't know what to say.

Wait, maybe I do.
Since you'll read this, because you're a creeper, I'll say it.
Imagine my hateful voice, you've heard it more than once.
Way to go using Tayler.
I know she enjoys it because she doesn't know.
Does your mother know you're staying at a pedophile's house?
I'm sure she'd love to hear he's a drug dealer too.
Actually, I don't give a fuck.
Get raped.
It would make my day.

Okay.
That's the end of my hateful spell for today.
(:

What else?
Oh.
Mother's birthday is on Friday.
But I want to go to the carnival.
Is it wrong to skip my own mother's birthday for it?

IF AMANDA RUNS THE VACUUM ONE MORE TIME!
AKGQDGHEIHTANVA!
I'm going to break something.

I told Alec that my mom found his cigs.
He believed me.
Haha.
Too bad Sam definately took them. (:

What if I wrote a book and called it "Things Come Out At Night"?
Haha.
Cheesiest. Book. Title. Ever.

How about:
"You Said Forever."
And write it for the heartbroken?

As if.
I'm never going to write a book.
Although Serena desperately wants me to.

Time to start looking for my new MySpace.
Goodbye.