Thursday, May 8, 2008

I'll be your footprints in the sand..

before i do anything, check out ryan narciso -- www.myspace.com/ryannarciso

he's amazing. i think i've posted about him before.
he's got a new song out! :]

mmmmm.

NO SCHOOL TOMORROW!
thank you lord.

i think i'm going to the carnival about a mile from my house tomorrow.
but i semi dont wanna. i dunno. it's not there for me.

i've been in kind of a semi-emo-istic mood today.

it's not the weather, it's beautiful out today.

Yesterday it rained. and I was going to play ultimate with the guys, but cause of the rain they canceled. So I had to walk home in the rain, like three miles. and I was lost the entire time.
and I was SOAKING wet when I got home. =/

I have somewhat of a head-jumble.
I'm not sure exactly what I want. 
I'm having second, and third thoughts.
Nothing really going the way I want.

I'm loosing meaning to my dreams.
They're really confusing, when usually I can pick them out.
I want to just stay under the covers and hide.

I had a test and a quiz today.
I was suppose to have two quizes, but my science teacher let us off the hook.

my history test, I think I bombed. I'll be happy if I got a D-.
my english quiz was easy. I'm actually on track with the book we're reading, To Kill A Mockingbird.

It's somewhat confusing. but I don't like spark notes. I rather read it, honestly. 

I want to write a song, but everything I seem to write has to do about love or men.
and I don't want to write about that.

I feel like I'm loosing some people. I don't know who they are anymore.
They don't know who I am. And yet, I miss them.

Mary's going to Canada today.
she'll be there for a week.

I've been really busy lately, but this week was so low key, and I had nothing.

I miss play rehersals. I liked not being home till 10 PM. It was extremely enjoyable,
because I was around people.

I find Myspace and Facebook unappealing these days.
It's extremely unlike me. 

 I'm torn, like a ripped picture.

Guys like to PMS and confuse me.
It's really hard to figure them out.

Nick can't dance.

I really want a sidekick phone.

nobody has a Razr these days.  =O

I need to stop biting my nails. they're to short. 

I'm breaking my code of outfits, and I've been wearing baggy pants and shorts.
It's unlike me completely, I feel so odd if I don't wear jeans usually.

I feel ugly. 
and that I'm hiding underneath make up.
yet it doesn't cover ANYTHING that matters.

Junior guys are complete flirts.

I'm starting to have friends at my school.
there is a little under a month left.

I'm beginning to notice most the people I text
DO go to my school these days.

I wish I had a time machine so I could undo somethings I've done wrong in the past.
but then again people always tell me, "Everything Happens For A Reason."
whether I like it or not.

I don't like michigan. 
It always rains on the WORST days.

I feel so alone,  yet I'm gaining a bunch of friends.
Every other sentence I say to my parents seems to be talking
of some new friend from school.

The other day I had a dream. I was walking to school. When I got there I was at my old middle school. I saw all my friends from my old school, that I probably haven't talked to in months. It was two of my friends birthdays on the same day, when in reality their birthdays are on opposite ends of the calendar. I saw the first person I met at my new school. she was telling me something about some bus if you added A's to the title on it it would spell some word. I tried calling my dad to tell him to come pick me up. but his number was backwards every time I typed it. I finally wrote "Mary Ellen" as if the letters were numbers and it went through to call my dad. The second it went through I turned around and saw the our Minivan and the antenna box. I got in the car and my dad said "What are you doing here?" I told him "I don't know." and I woke up.

I've written two songs this month.

Falling (in love), and Lover/Love Her.
Mary helped with Lover/Love Her.


I want to write a book. But I don't know where I'd start.



My life is like a puzzle, I don't know how to put back the pieces.


Elles.



Monday, May 5, 2008

cinco de mayo.

that's probably the 24th time today i've spelled it wrong... if i am spelling it wrong.
i dunno, it's underlined on my computer ;).
hahah, happy day to all. i had mexican for dinner =o.

& i'm tired.

i dont know why i posted a blog, i'm getting off in a few.

just kinda spur of the moment! =]

mmmmmmmmm.
i want it to be july 6th :]