My head kills a little bit.

I've been so excited for ROPSSAA finals the whole entire week, and of course we won. I don't think I've ever been this into football my whole life.
The game was intense, we thought carmel was tough cause they got the first touch down, our side just kinda got quiet...
But, no we're better... in snow too.
Krystyn came , got to see her for like 2 seconds >=T. Too busy cheering. Honestly, I'm dying for a better cheerleading team, I don't think anyone actually sees that.

I hate some cheerleaders. They look so bad.

Speaking of cheerleading, after cheering and losing my voice the whole entire day today, we had practice and now my head is killing.

I have a play review due tomorrow. On a play I haven't finished reading yet.
then,
500 french words on I don't even know, due tomorrow.

ew. I'm not going to have any sleep tonight.

xoxo.

Starting to do public entries.

I'm gonna start doing public entries.
Yeaaah.
Here's the best lyrics musicians have ever created, for people like me.
all the strike throughs are forreal, I don't feel that way.
It's just in the song, loool.

Your upset face, you wear it well. You camouflage the way you feel, when everything's the matter.

Don't believe everything happiness says. Nothing feels better than hiding these days. We bury our fears in the drinks, in these tears. How in hell did we get here?

Try to understand there's an old mistake that fools will make and, I'm the king of them
pushing everything that's good away.

Your friends are jerks when you act like them.

Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements even if it leads nowhere?
Or would it be a waste, even if I knew my place, should I leave it there?

You took all there was to take,
And left me with an empty plate
And you don’t care about it, yeah.
And I am givin' up this game
I’m leaving you with all the blame cause I don’t care, yeah, yeah yeah

Don't walk away when I'm talkin to you
This ain't no time for your bad attitude
Don't gimme, that face,
When you know I'm really down for the chase cause' my hearts already in it and I'm never gonna quit it when you finally gonna get it
Don't walk away

I don't want a conversation, I just want to cry in front of you.

I looked away
Then I look back at you
You try to say
The things that you can't undo
If I had my way
I'd never get over you

You don't really wanna stay, no.
but you don't really wanna go no.

Gentlemen don't kiss and tell.

From now on, I think I'll lay low
I'll talk fast but I'll move slow

How can someone make me so bad? But still I only want them to stay.


kay
it's so you think you can dance, no time for this


xoxo.

Little Miss Obsessive.

Woah, Woah, (the side of your bed is still mine)
Woah, Woah, (the side of your bed is still mine)

Am I the reason why you tossed and turned last night?
Everything's such a blur, it didn't come out right.
All of the sudden it's cold and we're falling apart.
No this can't be, please don't leave me alone in the dark.

And I guess we're really over, so come over, i'm not over it.
And I guess we're really over, so come over, i'm not over it.
Late night you make me feel like i'm desperate, I'm not desperate.
Oh, a little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can't get over it.

Woah, Woah,(the side of your bed is still mine)
Woah, Woah,(the side of your bed is still mine)

I've never been a fan of long good-byes.
I'm at the finish line and you're just way too far behind.
In the morning I got in a fight with myself, I got the bruises to prove it.
Then I swallowed your words and spit them right back out.

And I guess we're really over, so come over, i'm not over it.
And I guess we're really over, so come over, i'm not over it.
Late night you make me feel like i'm desperate, I'm not desperate.
Oh, a little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can't get over it.
No.

It's like a fairy tale without a happy ending (happy ending).
But then again maybe we are just pretending.
Why does it have to be so unfair?
Tell me that you care.

And I guess we're really over, but come over, i'm not over it.
And I guess we're really over, so come over, i'm not over it, oh.

Little miss (Woah), little miss (Woah), little miss Woah), little miss obsessive.
Little miss (Woah), little miss (Woah), little miss Woah), little miss obsessive.

Late night you make me feel like i'm desperate, I'm not desperate.
Oh, a little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can't get over it.


Woah, Woah, (the side of your bed is still mine)
Woah, Woah, (the side of your bed is still mine)

I hate love.

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it?
It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up.
You build up all these defenses.
You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you.

Then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it.
They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore.
Love takes hostages. It gets inside you.
It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like 'Maybe we should just be friends' or 'How very perceptive' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.

It hurts.

Not just in the imagination.

Not just in the mind.

It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.

Nothing should be able to do that.

Especially not love. I hate love."


~ Rose Walker ("The Kindly Ones")
From the Sandman series by Neil Gaiman

Won't you please, please help me.

First day of school was much anticipated until I got to school and wondered why I was excited for all of... School. Wth. I barely had summer. 1 month ?! Summer barely went. Honestly.

Drama with Tyree and Cristina. And A LOT OF PEOPLE.
Shoot me NOW.
French is the only class I can stand.
I have A Lunch and the grade 10s are so annoying.
Religion is so boring.
Marketing is my mother's dream.

I'm very disappointed.

Need to get away from that.
NOW.

xoxo.

P.S.
ONE TREE HILL YESTERDAY, EFF YOU PEYTON.
GOSSIP GIRL WAS AAAAAH-MAZING.

You would.

The thing about us is that...

You won't remember and I won't forget.
I want attention but you don't care.
Then again, opposites attract, and broken hearts retract.
and sometimes I just hate everything about you, especially the way you act.
And then I hate myself because sometimes I love you for the same exact reasons.
And I don't understand why I got to be so gullible.
Why I always have to answer your phone calls
and why I always smile at you when I'm mad
Why I can't stay mad
and why you're always on my mind.
We weren't even anything at all
Just some fake ass two-day booty call.
you wont even remember anything at all.
You wont even feel anything at all..
AND YOU WON'T SAY ANYTHING AT ALL.
Not even a text
All you wanted was sex.
Not that you even got it
I'm just saying, I thought you were better than that.
Wait no I didn't.
Now, you're everywhere!
On my facebook notifications.
On my msn popping up and down.
And my frikken friends' display pictures.
Was it always that way?
Howcome I never noticed that.
Whatever.
Summer fling.
Don't mean a thing.
Right?
You're just really hot, that's all.

8 tingz I hate about you.

------------------------------
now that I got that out of my system.
THREE DAYS TIL SCHOOL YAY!!
I started blog.tv like 2 days ago because I was looking at VenetianPrincess's blog.tv and then I randomly found this really hot guy on it (blog.tv/People/DisposableReality) so then I made one for myself and ended up blogging with Dee, (she was on it for ages, it kinda made me cranky cause I had work at 9. And she slept over.) But yeah, last night I was on it til 5 by myself, eew pedophiles. Well, I guess I put it on myself to get those. But yeah, co-hosting with Patrick was funny. Talking about wendys. And I need a boob reduction because they don't even listen to what I say. They just look straight at my boobs. Anyway. today i woke up at 1:03 because since I slept so late. I had work at 2:00 and then I was supposed to be off at 10. But we had shortage of people and I was forced to stay until 11. That was a 9 hour shift and I am DEAD BEAT. I get home, my parents were cleaning my room and didn't finish cleaning it, so all my stuff are on my bed and I was just thinking of everything that reminded me about Andrew so then I went on LJ. Even though Im really really tired. Can't you see? it's affecting my writing skills, i can't talk with fancy words. I have like a brain of an 8th grader right now I can't even use big words. Which I usually try doing. Anywya, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to Buffalo with Joaqui's family tomorrow, and I swear I keep on seeing Dee's picture (beside my laptop) blinking. I think I really am tired.

SCHOOL IN TWO DAYS (L)(L)

xoxoxooxoxoxo

Dang boo.

For those confusing days, when you miss him, and want nothing
more than to hear his voice, or feel his arms around your waist. Stay strong, and remember that relationships are like broken glass, sometimes its better to leave it alone rather than try to put the pieces back together and get hurt. Remember the times you cried, and how long it took you to even be able to look at another guy like that.

When "your song" comes on the radio, turn the station.

When the day comes that he realizes what a mistake he made and tries calling, turn your phone off.

When he tries coming to your house, dont answer the door.

Think of the broken promises, and the lies, the manipulation and the tears, the wasted moments and staying up all night wondering where the crap he was.

Think of how your heart used to jump when your phone would vibrate in the middle of the night, and how it fell to your stomach when you saw it wasnt him, and realized that once again, he hadnt called when he said he was going to.

One day, you'll find a guy whose worth all the tears, but he wont make you cry.

You may think that you'll never care about someone like you did that guy that you always ran back to, but you will.

Its gonna hurt like crap, and its going to need time to heal, but the point is, it will heal.

~Cristina Gumapac
idk if she wrote that, but that's GENIUS.

xoxo.

Still the memory of you, marks everything I do

IM SCARED FOR TOMORROW
HONESTLY I'M THINKING OF IT RIGHT NOW AND I'M SHAKING.
AND MY HEART'S BEATING SOOOOO FAST.
I AM
SO
SCARED.

I DONT KNOW IF THIS IS GOOD
OR BAD.
I'M SO SCARED.
SO
SO
SO SCARED.

xoxo.

Honestly, some hook ups are definitely worth it. But I woke up this morning...

Okay rephrase that. I didn't even sleep last night. I have a theory... Well cause I noticed that this happens all the time. When I have a lot of beer, I can't go to sleep. When I have a lot of liquor I fall asleep 2 hours max. So whatever.

I ditched work yesterday pretending the Boss told me to come at 3:00 when she really told me 12. My manager called and asked why I wasn't there and I said... well, the HEAD manager told me to come at 3. I got away with it. It gave me time to fiddle with my new laptop, WOOT.
I got off work at 8, and loafted before I took a shower.

Vanessa [Velasco] came at around 9:30. We walked to Lobo's house and got lost. Twice. He had to pick us up, half drunk (he walked) but Vanessa got scared a bit because Lobo likes her and he was saying some.. things. Anyway, party was bomb tings.

I haven't been sober one weekend of this fucken summer, and I really wish I stayed sober at least once. If anything, I know I don't do weed, but that doesn't make being an alcoholic any better, and I am completely aware of that. But like any pothead that loves weed. I love alcohol.

1 beer: s'all good. 2: give me another one. 3: sure, one more. 4: why not. 5: "Vanessa, I'm already on my fifth one and we've only been here an hour and a half." 6: "Nikka stop."

6 --Jordan Nichols : VERY BAD MISTAKE. WTF WAS I THINKING. ON THE FUCKEN CURB TOO.

7: "HASTINGS YOU FUCKEN DRANK MY BEER!!!"


8: "just one more kiss."
Andrew Hastings?!?!?!??!

8 1/2: YO PHIL, YOU LOOK LIKE NATHAN SCOTT.

Phil Boroniec?!?!?!?


I should make a confessions of a teenage alcoholic.
Cause seriously.
I could probably make millions.
HONESTLY.


I don't wanna jinx anything so, I will add further on with this entry when... things happen.



xoxo.

When you love someone and they break your heart, don't give up on love.

So yesterday was really fun :)
Dee slept over and she left around 11, we took bomb videos. I went for like a mile run. More like mile walk. Then Dianne and Carly came over, we tanned for a little bit. I made Miley Cyrus hater pictures. But I really DO like her. I just think she's pathetic sometimes. I have a love-hate relationship with her.
Anyway...
TWO WEEKS TIL SCHOOL.
Wow...

I'm looking for laptops today (YN)

xoxo

je t'aime

Oh My.

I DIDN'T EVEN GET THEIR NAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



im in love.

xoxo.

YAY MONTREAL TOMORROW :)

C'est bien la vie.
^^ that's my next tattoo :)

X-EFFIN-O.

and let me cry, all the pain inside

I guess we're back here again
Staring at each other
trying to compromise
and behind each lies
I see your eyes
And they tell me the truth
about me and you


We both know
we should just let it go
so let me say this
once and for all
and let me cry
all the pain inside
of the memories of you and i
it was good while it lasted
it was time well wasted
so let me say this
once and for all
we can't do this anymore.



I guess, we're back where we started
You look me in the eyes
And tell me we'll be fine
But the music of you and me
has already died


We both know
we should just let it go
stop the apologies
and let me say this
once and for all
and let me cry
all the pain inside
of the memories of you and i
it was good while it lasted
so let me say this
once and for all
we can't do this anymore.

If I told you I loved you would you hold it against me ?

Past few days have been kinda rush/blur. I got a tattoo on Friday, and I will die if my parents find out. Breaking Dawn on Friday was great bonding times with Martikka, Dee and Dianne. I really need to stop shopping too!!!!!!!

I've been watching some Filipino dvds just because my parents think I can't speak or understand Filipino anymore so theyre shoving it down my throat now. So one full day of that stupid teleserye mama jamma that is SERIOUSLY boring and OVERLY dramatic. Boy loves girl. But no one kisses because that's only in the finale. Everyone dies. Well the good people die. Oh but wait, she comes back alive 5 episodes later!!! Here comes the "Sister" and then we find out she's not the real sister, everyone screams and cries. The boy who loves the girl still loves the girl but they can't be together....SOOOOO FILIPINO
we all know the story.

But I completely forgot how good looking JERICHO ROSALES was.

xoxo.

No matter how your heart is weeping, if you just keep on believing.

I'm all poet-ed and literatur-ed out. I'm not sure if I can handle all of this if I really want to go in literature and journalism when I go to university, I don't really like talking about dead old white guys who used to rhyme as their past time.
But John Keats, he wrote pretty well, not gonna lie

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal-yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou has not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!

I like John Keats
and also.

Nick and Selena.
(L)

xoxo.

And I can't wait to see you again

7 DAYS TIL BREAKING DAWN, I'M BITING MY FINGERNAILS.




Anyway, last night was cuuuraaazy.
Vanessa Velasco's "party". More like a drunk parade. Good times. Selina passed out for the longest time, I had to act sober, and actually I'm pretty good at it, couldn't help that sometimes I would like just randomly swear in front of Vanessa's parents. I think she got in trouble by the end of the night. Lots of us came home drunk. And basically, yeah. That's about it.
Jamming again tonight, I think.
Jeez.
Summer 2008 is bomb.


xoxo.

Cause an empty room, can be so loud, there's so many tears so drown them out.

SUMMER SCHOOL?!
What was I thinking. Of course I have the answer for that: no, I didn't think it was going to be easier than day school, or easy for any matter. Just not HARD. It's not that it's hard, but it's summer and I could be sleeping my days in. Anyway, I have 1 abscence and 2 lates that means, one more late and I get the boot. Yeah, I'm really pushing here. I don't really like being stressed out, which I am right now, of course, LJ is my main distraction. I just wanted to update. Not that anyone reads any of this. Just me myself and I. Kind of a personal diary, but not really cause its public-ish.


Anyway, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.
No, I really don't and I have a quest on that tomorrow.

xoxo.

I probably shouldn't say this, but sometimes I get so scared.

And now we're standing in the rain, and nothing's gonna change until you hear my dear. Oh you, you're vain, your games, your insecure. You love me, you like her. You made me laugh, you made me cry, I don't know which side to buy.Your friends--they're jerks when you act like them, just know it hurts. I wanna be with the one I know. ( 8 )

I really wish I had someone to sing that to. But I just don't.
I'm a sucker for HATEFUL, PAINFUL things, which makes me a tad weird.


xoxo.

There's no fear when you feel right at home

3:58 a.m was the last time I saw when I looked at the clock before I went to sleep last night. Stupid english journal. Everyone seems to be dropping the course, but I don't want to be a quitter, that's just not me, might as well finish what I damned started. If I get low in this class though, I'm doing it again, I just really took English so I could do something productive this summer. So today, we wrote a demand essay and I was half asleep and half in trouble because I didn't know what to do, basically, I was all over the place. I was running out of time, I thought I wasn't writing enough, blah blah blah. Whatever, after school I took my G1 test, and yay, I'm licensed. Then I went to get a hair cut. I don't know why I always get a hair cut when I don't really want to. And here I am again, regretting cutting it, thanks Nikka. Anyway, I have work. Gah.

xoxo.

I love it when we're kissing I can feel you smiling.

What a very eventful weekend.

The party could not have gone any better on friday, I really wish people had fun, I'm not in the mood to go in detail about it.

Then Saturday was Dianne's birthday, even when I went to bed at 4:30 in the morning I still woke up at 7:00 to go to the beach. It was okay, I got tanned. And Saturday night, got drunk again. With Candice, Dee, Vanessa and the Bancroft boys this time. I just found out today that they stole my Mojitos >=T. I'm scared now that they know where I live, they'll be at my house every weekend trying to find drinks.

Summer school is such a drag, it just makes me hate Shakespeare. And I usually like Shakespeare. Maybe because I wasnt being spoonfed of 5 hours of thou, thee, doth and words like bombast, abhor, albeit, tush,dire and quotes like "I hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place to the devil wrath." and yes, I have the book in front of me, I didn't memorize Othello. And I'm REALLY scared to do an oral presentation, I wasn't built for oral presentations, never was.


I'm loafting for this stupid assignment due tomorrow, so I shall begin.

xoxo.

You're so wrong for so many reasons, yet I can't deny you.

"In so many millennia, the humans never did figure love out. How much is physical, how much in the mind? How much accident and how much fate? Why did perfect matches crumble and impossible couples thrive? I don't know any better than they did. Love is simply where it is."
-Kathy, The Host ~Stephenie Meyer.

New Jersey was eventful this year. Yearly, we go to New Jersey and New York City to look at the same exact things we've looked at every single year since 2004. To go talk to the same people we always talk to. To make nice and pretty faces to the aunts and uncles and the long lost great aunts and great uncles. But this year, it was actually productive. Shopping was amazing because I had money. Times square looked brighter than ever. The Statue of Liberty looks the same, but now with more bird poop, I noticed. And for some reason, Jersey shore lost its charm. Must be the heat getting into my head.

Stress for the party is still eating me alive. Summer school on Thursday too. Woo. No actually, I'm excited. I'm ready to whip ass in English.

Anyway, I started The Host because I finally finished Water for Elephants. I'm determined to finish that BOOKS TO READ list I stare at everyday (yeah, it's plastered beside my bed, I sleep and wake at the sight of it). Well I'm done 13 out of 72. ALMOST THERE ;)

And I'm really confused these days. I still want my head to blow up.


xoxo.

I know, I know your love is nothing but a lie.

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN SO CONFUSED THAT YOU WANT YOUR HEAD TO EXPLODE JUST TO END IT ALL ?!

Trust me, you never wanna go there.
And if you've survived it, you're my idol.
I haven't been this confused for the longest time. In fact, I've never been put in a situation like this before so I don't have a clue what to do. Thank God for livejournal, once again, it saves my life. Blogging it out on private and reading it over and over, solves it all. I was thinking I should talk to someone about this, but I just can't. This is too complicated, I don't know what to do. Or maybe I'm just over reacting, but im super stressed. With the party and friends being not so friendly lately and going to New Jersey in about 6 hours and I havent even packed a thing yet. I'm stressed out because I didn't call work to tell them I have summer school starting Thursday. I'm stressed out because of a boy. I'm stressed out cause this boy is wrong. I'm stressed out because I need to finish this book and drop it off at the library and yeah, I'm not even going to be able to do that because oh guess what, I'M LEAVING IN 6 HOURS.
OH MY GOSH.
and livejournal-ing this is just procrastination in disguise.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.


I thought exams were supposed to be my last stress.

Yeah, maybe I don't get pimples when I'm stressed, but my head would definitely explode soon.

xoxo.

Cause you keep me coming back for more.

I probably walked a total of 6 miles today and were with a ton of people but only really gave a damn for one particular person and it scares the crap out of me. I'm worried about so many things. This is why I hate boys. And it's all wrong...

This is real, this is me, I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.

One of those days that my obsessions at its peak again, we've all seen and heard about it. I give my friends an earful of whatever I'm obsessing about in the moment, whether it be Gossip Girl, One Tree Hill, Jonas Brothers, Twilight, Edward Cullen, Guitar, Dan Humphrey, white boys, California, books and whatever it is, I talk and talk about my obsessions non-stop. What would I do if I couldn't vent it out some way? LIVEJOURNAL IS SO REFRESHING. It's unbelievable how this thing calms me down. So today, I'm especially in love with Jonas Brothers. Okay, you can talk your "they're so over-rated" talk, but I look beyond that. That reminds me, I was watching extra the other day and they said: "Being out there and proclaiming that you've slept with 500 people sells, but on the contrary, virginity sells." Don't we all just love the Jonas Brothers for being so... not sex-ish like other guys ? Yeah, cause I really do. I wish I had more blogging friends to... share blogs with? Or whatever it is I think I'm doing on LJ thinking that I talk to 50 people all the time. Anyway, my day went horrible. But my afternoon was great. More bonding time with Dee. It HASN'T been awhile, but that's what we're tryna stay away from. I don't want to drift away from people, I really just don't have time for that. And on the other note with friends and drama...WHY CAN'T WE JUST ALL GET ALONG!!! Peace and love!!! GEEZ.

xoxo.

Way, away away from here I'll be.

CAMP ROCK in 10 minutes, literally! Yesterday was such a nice day, long, long day. I'm sure going to miss grade 10, but it's time to move on, yay university is closer than ever. Yesterday:
- Tucker's market place with Gabby, Carly, Laura, Christina, Kyla, Sandra, Monique and Maria
- Pretended to 'flash' truck drivers by lifting my shirt, but I actually was wearing a wife beater under.
- Sandra's house and prank calling Dianne: priceless.
- Taking a 3 hour nap and waking up to a phone call, because I'm their bootycall.
- Went to Wendy's with Justin, Jonathan and Matt. But saw 5 million people there.
- Really didn't wanna be at Wendy's so we once again walked to Tucker's Marketplace, but the boys ate at McDonald's why I sat there and did my rubiks cube.
- Matt walked me home
- Phone with Vanessa and Cristina for 3 hours, literally
- Then phone with Gabs for 2 hours.

It's really hard to imagine how I fit all those things in ONE day, because I really did, anyway, camp rock.
I was really pissed today cause i was supposed to go to Cassy's house to have a pool party and watch camp rock together, but my parents are once again being difficult. Whatever. I have a TV. And today, my day was made again because of one tree hill.

xoxo.

Cause my world revolves around you it's so hard for me to breathe.

Currently at the library with Sandra and Josh, since we don't have an exam today, we're just loafting here. A lot of things are pissing me off, and I thought I should blog that I'm pissed off before I forget.

xoxo.

I won't always love what I'll never have.

I would like myself better if I actually strived to make a purpose in this effin planet. But no, I'm just a big ball of laziness, waiting and waiting. Waiting for myself to do something that I know I won't do anyway. I have my history exam tomorrow and I don't know how I'm going to pass it with what I know in that class. Sure, I recently got a 98% on the culminating, but if I didn't get that, would I be getting a 76% in that class right now? no siree. That culminating raised me up about 8-9% my teacher said, which means I was in the 60s. And I was getting an 81 in midterm in history, how did i let myself do this? I'M LAZY.

Currently reading Water for Elephants. I recently made a list of books I wanna read before I go to University, there's about... 50 books I would say. Now that doesn't seem a lot. I hope I really do it.

I convinced myself that my parents just don't understand me. Period. I feel like they think I'm speaking a foreign language because they just DON'T understand anything.

Anyway, the thought of going to grade 11 excites me and I know it's going to be a pain in the ass, but somehow, I think that everything is going to be okay. Well , I always do anyway.

Then grade 12.
Then university.
YAY UNIVERSITY.

okay, I really need to calm down and pass my history exam.

xoxo.

This world would never be what I expected. And if I don't belong who would have felt it?

New journal finally updated. Took long enough. I thought it was time. I was trying to keep my freshhlikeuhh account for old times sakes, but it's time to move on, I guess. This journal would be more well kept than my other one, because that account was so evident of my pre-teen dramas and dilemmas that I just really can't wait to leave behind.
Anyway, let me explain why I chose fateandfaith as my screen name. I believe that there is just so much we can hope for and have faith for. In the end, I think it's all destined. Everything is all written out for us and it's just the way we play the game. Though we think we have control over things, I still think that things happen for a reason shit happens to good people. Bad people get away with bad things. It's just the way it is, that's just fate. Coincidence. Destiny. Whatever you want to call it. And faith plays a big role in my life as well. Whethere it is on myself, on my dreams, my religion, my friends. I just keep faith. I don't like thinking negative things, that's not how life should be lived--there's only so much you can do no matter how long you're going to live, you know?

I don't think I can get any cheesier than that.
Wait, maybe I can.

This journal, I hope will be more sophisticated and more meaningful than my other blog. I felt like I just had that to rant about things and tell you guys about my boring day. Well, I still will do that. But I'm gonna keep it less dramatic and more understandable.

I'm still keeping the xoxo.
HAH.

xoxo.

YOU SAY GOODBYE AND I SAY HELLO.

please and thank you :)