No one ever comments me anymore...Not that I care.
I am officially in love with the movie SE7EN.
School has been awesome this week. Even though we have had a lot to do, it has just gone more smoothly.
However, I am sick and tired of taking the PSAT.
Three times in two weeks? That's bullshit.
Gosh...why do moms have to be so stupid? I'm 17 years old but I am still treated like a fucking 12 year old. I can't get "too attached" to anyone, because supposively I am not ready for that. I can't have a job during the week because "I have to focus on my studies" when in reality I sit on my ass at home and do shit for her. I really can't wait until I go to college. I bet that she will try to mess that up for me, too.
I'm sorry that I complain so much.
I need some kind of sign as to where I'm going.
My emotions have been all over the place this last month.
I am on one end of the spectrum or the other. I'm never anywhere in between.
I'm either extremely happy or extremely sad and/or angry.
The words that I need to say never reach my lips; they stay idle in my vocal chords.
And I am so sorry that I seem to be the worst girlfriend in the world.
I'm sorry that I don't know how to conduct myself around you or others.
I just wish that I was everything that you wanted in a girl.
Someday you will realize how much I care for you, and how I love every little thing about you.
Despite all of this gkljaeiguoesgg, I can't picture being with anyone else.
Days like today make me realize how lucky I am and how I should not take things for granted.
I can't help but feel like the luckiest person in the world when you hug me and tell me that you love me.
I wish that I could be with you at all times; It would be heaven.
Who am I kidding? I have a great life.
SAT Prep is going to suck next week.
I wish that I didn't have to go...I want to sleep in.
I best be reaping the benefits from it, because it is complete bullcrap.
I really don't know what to feel right now.
I feel like we're growing apart, and I don't know why.
We can't let it happen.
I'm really sorry about what happened...
But really. I hope that this situation will make your brother and his friends realize that what they are doing is COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY STUPID!!!!!
I just hope that you are okay; You have had a really bad week.
I love you.
Camping out Friday night presented a great time.
Who would pass up making smores, playing hide and go seek, and telling non-scary scary stories?
I'm loving life right now.
I wish that you were there.
Jesus. Why can't I see you more often???
You are one of the very few things that make me happy in life.
Days like yesterday prove that we are supposed to be together for as long as we can be.
I really liked Smokey Bones.
I need to do my history notes before second block today.
I need to give Mrs. Lanier a pat on the back.
I need to go to bed early tonight.
I need to go to Cedartown to see family.
need have to see you.
I love my friends a lot.
They mean everything to me.
So...today is my birthday.
Do I care? No.
Age and presents don't really mean anything to me.
I mean, I like presents...they are nice, but they are not what makes me happy.
I have a crappy dad.
Things were always horrible so there is no reason to think that they be better.
I've tried to get along with him, but I just can't.
I can't wait until Friday. Camping is going to be awesome.