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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Venting

Yes, this is going to be cliche', and probably a waste of reading for whom ever is reading this.

I DON'T GET IT.

You say we are bestfriends, forever and ever, and yadda yadda. We can tell eachother anything, secrets are safe with you, and vise versa. Yes, we have a history, but we were young and it wasn't even that serious. You talk aobut love and all the stuff you and your girlfriend do, and I'm fine with it. But WHY must you ALWAYS bring up 'us.' You say you love her and she's great, you say you can't live without me, but you don't want me, but you do, but it would never work, and you said you missed your chance. I mean, What the Fuck? I offer to just be friends, because im okay with that, but apparently it isn't fair to YOU. You'll do it anyway because of the whole 'I need you in my life, you're important to me.' But when I try to have a normal conversation with you, or just ask about your day, you actl ike I'm coming onto you. Then you get all pissed off and argue with me because I 'can't tolerate just beings friends.' Then you go off about how its SO unfair that you feel like you're losing your best friend, and that your girlfriend will be so mad. I understand, but what about my feelings? Did it ever occur to you that it isn't fair to me? You roll your eyes when I talk about other boys, you get pissed when one looks at me when we hang out, none of my guy friends besides you are 'good enough' so what is it you want from me? You wont touch me anymore, not even a poke, its too hard anymore. I want you to understand that I still care for you, but this kind of friendship isn't easy, and I want you to pick who you want me to be. The Bestfriend, or ??????


Thursday, May 07, 2009

Sims & Dress Up Day.

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Me (The left) and my friend played sims for eight hours straight. I must admit, I enjoy my fake life more than I do the real one. If life had cheat codes, i'd be all over it. Max your motives, speed time through school, pause it at good moments, build your house in a matter of minutes (well in my case hours, because im a picky sim house builder.), though i'm not sure how much I like how short their life is. And when people die in real life, you can't flirt with death and bribe him for life.

Anyways.. Eight hours of sims, two orange Fanta's, two peices of pizza, and a bowl of seafood stuff, later, we desided to put on the first thing we saw. Not sure why, but it was fun.


Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Fireworks

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The bottom one is my favorite. I took these a few months ago, and finally uploaded them. I was out on the ocean with my family, hours away from land. The stars never looked so amazing that night. If you haven't already, put this on your list of things to do before you die. Go far away from any city lights and look up on a clear dark night.


EMT Dummy

bob

So the other day I volunteered to be a Victim for EMT 3 Testing. It was alot of fun. I got my face painted so I looked pale with blue lips and eyes so it appeared I was in shock. And they painted gun shot wounds on my tummy and leg, I had to lay on the ground (For FIVE hours.) and they came and found me and had to go through all of the steps. Heads up to anyone who feels like being a victim, if your ticklish, don't be the unconcious victim. I nearly drew blood biting my tounge so hard.

But above is a picture I took of the dummy they used to use those electricuting things on, and poke holes in his throat. It appears to me he was quite relaxed.


Monday, May 04, 2009

11:11pm Wish For Today.

I wish that my mom will find someone to make her happy.
Because I don't seem to be enough anymore.



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