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After all this time...years. Wasted. All the strength and hope I've invested, all the tears I've shed, anguish I've felt, and sacrifices I've made, this is how it's going to end. I was so certain we would pull through eventually. I thought we were almost there, what happened to that? I thought we were going to keep moving forward till we were together, but according to you, it's just a lost cause. You've given up the fight. Just like that. I've never known you to be weak but this has most certainly just given me a new view of you. Not only have you quit on yourself, but you want me to quit on you too. Well if that's what you want, then fine. Take the easy way out. Keep telling yourself you're a piece of shit, and that's exactly what you'll be. I can't be with someone like that anyway, so I guess you're right, it's for the better. And maybe I'll even find something better out there for myself. I've been looking and haven't seen a damn thing, but I'll keep my eyes peeled. Who knows, maybe I'll find something as good as what I thought I had with you. Maybe it'll be even better. I used to truly believe that was impossible, but then again, this entire affair was totally flawed from the start. So maybe I should just stop being so naive. I guess that's been my problem this whole time.

I'm going to be strong about this and move on with a smile on my face, like I know I need to do, but I just want you to know that my heart has never been more broken.
Current Mood:
Hurt
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Hmm. Look at that. I can be two-faced too. I think I just might make a game out of this. This looks like it could be a lot of fun. Only with you though, of course. Only to the ones who deserve it, right? I didn't think I was capable of doing something like that, but I just might be. I guess we'll find out.

Let the games begin.

Current Mood:
amused amused
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So long, 2007. You were certainly 223048 times better than 2006, which was what we were aiming for, but you still deceived me. Even still, we had fun. It's time to welcome the new year now and hopefully it will bring even better things. I think it will.
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I can honestly say that I really don't care about this holiday anymore. So sad but so true. I'm not religious and my family makes me feel like shit...my parents do, that is. And living in this house makes me completely miserable. I'm so sick of hearing everyone bitch. That's all it is. Every holiday, and every other day. Nobody tells me anything. No communication ever. It fucks me up in every other relationship I ever try to have. I don't care about gifts. The consumerism is enough to make me gag and I don't want anything from someone I don't even get along with on a regular basis. That's called being a phony. I didn't really put much thought into the gifts I bought. It just seems meaningless. This whole holiday does.

I went upclose to the christmas tree for the first time just this afternoon. I noticed some gifts under it, so I kneeled down to get a closer look to see who they were for. One was for my brother's girlfriend Brittany and the other was for my sister's boyfriend Ray. The rest were family members. I saw nothing with your name on it. A wave of gloominess washed over me and I felt those familiar stabs of heartache. I suppose if I really wanted, I could just find someone else for my mother to buy christmas presents for, but why would I do that? Why would I just settle for someone when the only one I want is you? I'd rather be alone than fake happiness, or even contentment. This is now the third Christmas that you should be here by my side, but you're not. I think if you were, I might not be so bitter about this holiday. I would definitely be happy and I might be able to tolerate my family a little more. But I get no love from them and I can't have yours right now...so what does that leave me with? I almost don't even want to wake up tomorrow morning. I sort of just want to sleep through the whole day and then go back to work on Wednesday. I look forward to seeing my grandparents, but even then, I have to drive to both houses by myself. Make the daily trip to Warwick, but this time, look completely awkward, completely alone. I can't stand thinking about it. And I'm so sick of feeling like this, and having to answer confused looks and puzzled questions. It can never be simple

I've definitely noticed that we've gotten closer in these last few weeks, but it doesn't change what's going on right now. It's still the same. Some things might change for the better in the near future, but the main problem that has been the cause of this whole conflict still exists, and I feel like it hasn't improved at all. I feel like you feel that way. I want this to be different, I don't want you to lose faith and I don't want to lose it either. We've been fighting this for so long, we need to win. We will. You and I are strong, and we've gotten this far. Please don't stop fighting. I know I said I was leaving, but I just can't. I wouldn't be able to, even if I decided to follow through with it. I've tried it already and it was unsucessful. I've never loved anyone like I love you. No one has ever given me the feeling you give me. Hopefully by next Christmas, we will finally be happy together. Tomorrow, I'll just have to smile and bear it, like I always do. It's probably one of my greatest talents.
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I'm hungry. There is no food or activity in my house, even though both parents are home. Days like these make me want to leave and never come back. This house is always so sad and empty...and fucking messy. My mother used to be so neat and now she's anything but. It drives me crazy. Whenever the parents leave, I clean like mad, but when they're around I don't even bother. It's their problem to deal with. I can't wait for the day I get my own place. I hope to the god I don't even believe in that it happens someday soon. On my days off I probably talk to myself more than anyone else. It gets lonesome after a while. I'm supposed to be doing my schoolwork right now...and I'm sure I'll get to it eventually, but as you probably know, I'm a big fan of procrastination.

I was thinking about this month and how insane it's going to be. I've been thinking about it for a little while now, and dreading it. I've decided winter vacation is going to be a huge reconstruction period. I'm going to be incredibly frazzled and drained, and I'm really going to need to relax and fix myself up. I know for one thing, I will be getting wasted. A lot. And having as much fun as possible, since I can't have any for a long time. I also hope to get to the gym quite a bit. I've noticed a definite weight gain in the last month or two and it's starting to disgust me. Stress certainly doesn't help this, and neither will the holidays, so that is definitely a must-do on the winter checklist. I also might be getting a new job at Perspectives. The interview was supposed to be yesterday, but I had to postpone it to Monday due to a test. Fucking school...but I have a good feeling about this. I think it would be great to help people out. I don't get to do enough of that. I think about myself too much. This job will be good for me. For those of you who don't know, Perspectives is a chain of group homes in RI that houses the mentally challenged and I'm applying for the job of direct support professional. Basically what I'll be doing is helping them through their normal daily routines. Not only would it be good for me, but I think I would be good at it. I'm really looking forward to it.

Today has been a very nostalgic day. Earlier in the day I was very angry. At Jay. At everything else. I didn't want to be bothered. However, I was driving home from westerly after completing a few errands, and I felt softened. Maybe it was the FYE visit and talking to my friends that made me better, I don't know. But instead of the usual route, I took a couple of roads in Ashaway that I don't normally take. Ones that really brought back memories. I passed by different houses and thought about the people I knew who grew up in them and even the memories I had in them. Then I started thinking about Jay again, and even though the house he grew up in is right next door, I thought more about those days than I usually do and I started to miss him again. I've been missing him more lately, but I've been thinking more about our future together than our past. Today was definitely focused on the past. I try not to sway that way these days, because it's really just a waste of time, but I just couldn't help it. I should probably snap out of it though. Now. I think it may be more beneficial if I stay angry at him, otherwise I get nothing done. I get so wrapped up in him sometimes that I float through my life in a daze and it's hard to focus on what I should be doing. That is the last thing I want right now, because I have a lot to accomplish and there is no time for nonsense. I'll have time to think about my love life in a few weeks, but right now it just can't be my main focus. Even still, I think today I probably could really use a little love. I guess that's something else I will have to incorporate into my winter checklist.
Current Mood:
lonely lonely
Current Music:
Incubus - Summer Romance (Anti-Gravity Love Song)
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Have you ever taken a moment to yourself and just looked in the mirror? I mean really looked. Have you ever stared so intently at your face and looked yourself in the eyes until you could practically see right through and it almost didn't make sense anymore? Sort of like when you repeat a word over and over again until suddenly it's just an odd noise you're making with your lips and vocal chords and the word loses all meaning. There have been times when I've done this and wondered, "What am I? How the hell did I get here? How did I end up in this body, with this face, in this house, with this family, in this state, this country?" There are over 6 billion people in the world. How did I end up being me?

I may not be a relgious person, but I am spiritual. Religion doesn't make sense to me, there are just too many people with different gods, too many outlandish stories, far too many contradictions, and I'm not one to believe just anything if I don't see it. However, I do believe there is something bigger, maybe even many, that we just can't even begin to fathom, and I believe that we all have something inside of us. Our bodies are just ways to get around. So how did I end up in this body? Why wasn't I born someone completely different somewhere in Africa in some third-world country? Why am I one of the lucky ones? This thought has been one of many to completely blow my mind for a long time now, and I just expressed it for the first time only the other night.

I think what we are inside is made up of energy. An extremely powerful energy that can do anything. But what's amazing is how every single one of us is different in some way. This is where the astrology starts to come into play, and you might agree with me if you really read up on its origins. It really does make quite a bit of sense. Of course, I don't believe that our astrological make-up is everything that makes us who we are, it also depends on our upbringing, our atmosphere and our experiences as we travel through life, of course. However, we are all born individuals, clean, pure, untouched and yet there is something that makes us unique right from the beginning. It's like whatever type of energy is being produced when we're born makes us who we are.

Not only do I wonder at the spiritual part of humans, but even the physical. It's all quite amazing, physiology and anatomy. And the mere fact that everyone looks different in some way. There are over 6 billion combinations in facial structure. And more! I often wonder if they're recycled. Through centuries, through countries, through whatever. I've also wondered if maybe somewhere in the world I have an identical twin. Wouldn't that be wild! I would love to meet her. Except if she was nothing like me and evil, I would have to kill her. Perhaps I'll go on a quest. Or maybe she does exist and I'll somehow bump into her one day. What an overwhelmingly perplexing idea. I love it.

I can't believe I've had these thoughts for so many years and this is the first time I've ever written them. Just that fact alone is astonishing to me.
Current Mood:
Philosophical
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I'm stumped. I was wrong. Completely. Even the nicest guy has suddenly turned into a complete and total prick. A liar. I'm more surprised than upset about it. I'm really not even upset about it at all anymore. I'm in shock, actually. I thought I'd miss him but after this week, I've changed my mind completely. I thought I'd override the "No Pisces" rule when he first came along and I gave him a chance because I thought I liked him so maybe it would work, but no. This ending is actually almost identical to the one with the guy I lost my virginity to...who is also a Pisces. Go figure! I thought Ben was nothing like Scott, but after this display, I'm snatching that right back because I can see now that he really is a lot like him. Fucked up. They're always so fucked up! And impossible to read and never forward, never honest. They're fucking pussies. I can't STAND whimpy men! NEVER AGAIN.

I told him to grow a pair. I'm sure that went right up his ass sideways. I'm sure it's not the first time a woman has told him that. Yeah as it turns out, I really don't want a date a guy who has a vagina. I'm just not into that whole trans thing. I'm not into playing games either, and I knew that in the beginning. I should have turned and run, because I ended up spending 4 months with a phony headcase. Oh well, it was fun I guess, and I made some friends in the process. Friends of his that love me and think he's a fucking sketchball. Probably because he is. He lives in his own little world and just floats by people in life, thinking it's okay to one day drift away without an explanation. Easy come, easy go, I guess. Since he doesn't know how to be in a relationship, I'm sure he'll just paint himself an imaginary girlfriend and be all set. Whatever he does, I don't give a shit anymore. I won't welcome people like him into my life anymore. I finally know now that I should just stick to my instincts. They prove themselves every time.

Normally, a situation like this would bring me down and cause me to lose all hope in men. Normally, the old me would sulk and complain and fill my head with spiteful, pessimistic thoughts, again repeating the viscious cycle of relationship patterns that happen in my life, one man after another. But this time is different. I've learned a lot about myself these past few months and I've learned a great secret that will keep me moving with motivation and optimism. I'm expecting something really great to come really soon. I won't settle for anything less. I want what I deserve and I'm going to get it.

I found out last week that I might have cervical cancer. This scares the shit out of me, especially since my appointment for my test isn't until the 20th and they told me on the 31st (haha yeah "Happy Halloween! You might have a deadly disease!") I freaked out and cried. I was really angry too. But, just like with every other shitty situation lately, I'm just too busy to be upset and to dwell and the days fly by. It's already the 8th. I'll have my appointment soon and I'm sure I'll be fine. It was just a scary bit of news...and it still is. They're going to CUT OFF a piece of my cervix! I'm so horrified. I'm not excited, but I just want to get it over with. Again, I'll be fine.

And that's what's new with me!
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Obviously he doesn't care. So in that case, neither do I. He can go to NY and have fun, it won't bother me too much I guess. What's another one to add to the list?

But all of this is making me realize how much I miss you. Being with him made it easy to put you somewhere on a shelf in the corner of my mind and not have to worry, but right now you're all I can think about. Even though you're such a jerk sometimes and you've made me so angry and hurt in the past, I know you never intended to. Just last week, I thought maybe I could get over you and fall in love with him. I considered him to be a perfect guy, but all the while, up on that shelf as well was the knowledge that this just couldn't be true. Almost doesn't count. When I first started seeing him, I told myself that one reason he was good was that I couldn't compare him to you. That isn't true either.

His hand just doesn't fit in mine the way yours does, and his eyes don't penetrate me the way yours do. They don't meet mine across a crowded room and lock, sending delightful chills through my body. When he looks at me, he doesn't get that smirk on his face and the look of desire in his eyes like he's imagining he's somewhere else with me. He doesn't take a joke or appreciate my sarcasm the same way you do. He doesn't enjoy the same kind of music as me, like you do. He doesn't look me in the eyes and tell me I'm beautiful and he's never written a song for me. He's never told me that he wanted to be with me. He doesn't kiss me like he needs to and when he does, he doesn't sigh and that ardor just isn't there like it is with you. He doesn't grab me and pull me into his arms like you do and his hands aren't all over me like yours. He's not impulsive like you are and that's what I love because I'm the same way. When I talk sexy or dirty, he doesn't go along with it and smile coyly like you do, but he actually responds like it's a real conversation. He doesn't seem to appreciate my passion and he certainly doesn't contribute. He tells me to try to keep the volume down and he covers my mouth. You would never do that because that's one thing you love about me. He wasn't born under the same sun sign as me. You were. He didn't grow up in the same neighborhood as me and spend the best years of his life with me. You did.

Most importantly, he doesn't just give me the truth even if it's going to hurt, and he obviously doesn't understand that I'd much prefer that over some sugarcoated bullshit. He doesn't ever let me know that he needs me...because he doesn't. I don't even really need him, even if my relationship with him was really beneficial. What I need is you and I know you need me just as much, even though we both try to play it cool, like neither of us is hurting. He doesn't love me. You do. He's going away soon (unless he already has, but I don't even know) and the pain that brings me doesn't hurt anywhere near as much as it did when you went away.

I won't lie, things with him were really good up until about a week ago when he decided to stop calling me. I guess I'd even say that I'd still have him if he decided he wanted to stay here and be with me, since you're still with her and he's the next best thing. God knows I can't stand to be alone, especially since that's the only way I ever am. But now that this has happened, I'm realizing that there is really no one who will ever amount to you and what you mean to me. That's why I called you the other night "just to say hi" and that's why I'm writing all of this now with tears in my eyes. I miss you more than anything and I just wish things were easier and we could be together because you're the only one I love and I know you feel the same exact way for me. I need escape because this wait is going to kill me. Hurry back, please.
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Last week was the sad stage. Now here comes the pissed off stage.

Maybe I'm too available. Maybe I give too much. Before I really get anything. This is how I get screwed over. It's like an open invitation to fuck me and leave me I guess. I don't mean to put it in such a harsh way because he's not like that, but maybe just a little inconsiderate of my feelings? Speaking of which, why do I always put my feelings second when it comes to relationships? Somebody's got to take care of them and it sure isn't going to be any man! No matter how sweet, gentle, clever and thoughtful he is, he's still a man. A straight one. With a penis. What the fuck! How could I forget that one?

I should have spoken up when he made that announcement to me and two other people, just like I'm only as important as the next roommate of a friend. Like it shouldn't even matter to me either way. I should have spoken my mind and then stormed out of the room like I wanted to do, but no, instead I held my tongue and downed three more beers just so I would get drunk faster and not have to think about how much it bothered me. Why do I ALWAYS hold my tongue! When it has soo much to say in almost any situation. I let it slip at times, but always at the wrong ones and then when it comes time to say something really important, I don't make a peep. I'm so angry at myself. Probably more than I am at him.

It's always about men. All of these stupid journal entries. I have so many other problems to deal with, but at the end of the day, this is what it comes down to. Is there nothing else to write about in the world?! Of COURSE there is! What am I doing with my life! I can't take this too seriously though. It's livejournal. My real feelings are under lock and key. So this is what you get. Nothing quite deep, no real writing, just ranting. Me and all of my anger and frustration that I hardly ever show when you all see my happy smiling face. =)

Hah.

Time to get over it now.
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I hate money. So goddamn much. I'm constantly getting screwed over and I'm sick and tired of it. There's no solution either. I wish I could just move to another country sometimes.
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The swallows have not left us yet, praise god!
And bees still hum, and gardens hold musk
Of white rose and of red; firing the dusk
By the old wall, the hollyhocks do nod
And pinks that send the sweet East down the wind.
And yet, a yellowing leaf shows here and there
Among the boughs and through the smokey air
That hints the frost at dawn - the woods look thinned.
The little half-grown sumachs, all as green
As June last week, now in the crackling sedge,
Colored like wine, burn to the waters edge.
We feel, at times, as we had come unseen
Upon the aging year, sitting apart,
Grief in his eyes, some ache at his great heart.


I wish I could say I wrote that. But I didn't. Just as I was going through old journals and things I'd written a while back, I found this. It was given to us as part of an assignment in 11th grade english class and I remember I liked it so much that I wrote it down in a journal. Funny that I found it today.

Tomorrow is the first day at CCRI. It's going to feel weird going back. I'm going to be so stressed out. But it feels good to be busy all the time. It feels good to be productive and to give my brain a little exercise. Even if this is going to be hell at times, I'm really looking forward to it.
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Hmm...this feeling I'm having...it's a bit familiar. I think I've felt it before. Oh yeah, I'm happy. Wow so that's what it's like. Yup, I'm pretty sure I remember this. I actually forgot what it was like for a while. It's nice to finally have it back again, it's been far farr too long.

Soo there's this guy and he's absolutely perfect in every way...every girl's dream. And I get him. What? I know. I'm half expecting myself to wake up or something because this just seems way too good to be true. Or perhaps this is just payback for what I went through over him when I was 14 and then everything else I just went through these past two years. I guess I deserve it. Lucky break though!

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And even though I'm still trying my best to be strong and optimistic, there are still days like these when I just need to stop and ask - what the hell did I do to deserve all of this? Why am I STILL in the same place I was two years ago? There is something horribly wrong with that picture.

But like always, I just keep going. Afterall, what else is there to do? And if it's true for me that what goes around comes around, then it is certainly true for them too. It's only fair. That doesn't really make me feel better, but it's somewhat comforting in a way.

Things will get better, they've already started to, but it's an extremely slow process so far.


I just realized that I haven't written since before my trip. Well, Virginia was pretty cool, New York was a blast and well...West Virginia was a bust. A HUGE disappointment. I don't think I've been so angry at someone in my entire life. If I could only have seen them that day. I would have probably punched them right in their faces. No doubt. But even though it was a huge waste of time, money, mental anguish...a lot of things, it still helped in a way. It really opened my eyes. I realize now that it's just a lost cause and not at all worth everything I put into it. Fuck it. Fuck them. You think you know somebody for 17 years, and then one day you turn around and realize they've turned into a stranger, or someone completely different, just like people do in dreams. But...oh well. What can ya do? It is what it is. No longer my problem.

I've got bigger things on my mind now. I'm hoping this fall is going to change my perspective on a lot of things. I'm almost positive it will. Things are finally going to change for the better.
Current Music:
The White Stripes - Apple Blossom
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No one uses LJ anymore! That includes me. Just a year or two ago, it was almost as popular as myspace, and now I'm looking at my friends list and wondering what happened to more than half the people on there. So now I feel like writing.

I have so much to do this week before Sunday. Preparation! Early sunday morning Laura and I will be leaving for Virginia again. Hopefully this time we won't get lost and we'll arrive a little earlier, rather than 12 hours later. We are staying with my parents for a few days and then heading over to West Virginia for Goodstock (if it is still going on of course...I've received word that it might not be...it better)!!! That should be 3 wonderful days of peace love and music WHOO! And I'll get to see my best friends play and blow the whole place away, as well as trip out and expand my mind. I'm excited. As of yesterday, there is also even a new possibility plan for after the festival. I absolutely need to see the White Stripes, and they just so happen to be touring around the area when we get back. I tried to get tickets in Boston but they are sold out, so we might be going up to NYC to see them at Madison Square Garden. That would be incredible. We'll see though.

I had a dream last night that my parents had another kid. Something I've always secretly kinda wanted. It was weird though. I didn't actually see it, but it was a boy and I was happy that I finally had a little sibling. Weird. I dreamed of a lot of things, but that is what I remember best.

There is so much to think about this summer. So much to get ready for. An audition I need to prepare for before school starts, then actually going to school, being poor, having to find a new job and work full time. I'm going to be really broke after this trip. I don't care though because I'm going to have the time of my life. Then it's back to reality.
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I'm getting pretty tired of sleeping alone every night. No matter what I do, where I go or who I'm with, I am always alone. I try so hard to change that but I never can. The one thing that I want more than anything else in the whole world is something that I just cannot have. Of course it always has to work out that way. And it's always the same thing for me. It's something that every human being needs to live and it's dangled in front of me, but I just can't have it in any form. As a result, I'm turning into a robot.
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Okay wow, way to ruin my entire night, asshole. Way to be a huge downer. I can't believe what a great waste of time the whole month of may was. You may not regret it, but right about now I'm thinking I do. Thanks for ruining a perfectly good day and more importantly, thanks for letting me make an ass out of myself for two weeks and not even have the decency or the balls to tell me how you really felt. And even after that I still took the time and the patience to deal with you and your own bullshit. I actually give you some good advice and try to make you feel better but you just shoot it to the ground and continue moping and pitying yourself. No consideration for what I have to say or how I feel. You don't want to know anything about me and you never did. Why was I even interested at all? Honestly, what was I thinking? I didn't think you were the selfish type but now I'm not so sure. One more piece of advice for you; get over it and grow the fuck up for christ's sake.

I swear to god just two hours ago I had been feeling great all day. Yeah way to suck. And I thought I was going to be the one to fuck it up.
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How strange and unexpected the week has been so far. But in a good way. It looks like I finally found someone I might actually like. No, definitely do. We spent all day together and I am sunburned but I don't care because I had a good time. Yet, like always, I'm feeling a small hint of something pulling me away. I guess I'll just ignore it because no doubt it's just my pickiness and my hope in finding someone absolutely perfect. Which actually doesn't work because there is no such thing, so I should just shut up and be grateful for what I've suddenly come across. Let's just hope this is what I really want and that I don't just suddenly back out and fuck this whole thing all up.
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I wish I could do a backflip because I definitely would right now. I just got my federal tax refund check for $549 and the other day I got my state which was $483 or something? All I can say is HELL YEAHHHH MOTHAFUCKAAA! That's compensation for last year when the IRS totally raped me and took all my hard earned cash. Well, them as well as the pricks at stilson auto. I feel rich now and I can't stop spending money. I'm also saving a shitload though, including $900 of my refund. Unless I feel like buying an LCD HD TV and an XBox 360 or a Wii lol. With my luck though, there will be a mistake and my ass will get audited. Especially now that I've said that. Just watch.

I took my placement test at CCRI this morning and ended up seeing Kurt there and taking it with him. That was fun. I think I did alright. I liked my essay...pretty glad now that I had hardass Ms. Kenny as my 12th grade english teacher. She taught me well. Crazy red haired lady. After that I did some shopping, then went to work. Work actually sucked a lot, but I don't care about it because my day was good before it and it was defintely good after when I came home and found that check sitting on my kitchen table. Amazing. Having money really makes me love my life a little more. I don't care what anyone says. Money definitely does bring happiness. At least a lot more than having none and having to worry about everything. I know I didn't win a million bucks or anything like that, but I feel a bit more secure now.

Anyway, things are going good lately. Compared to this time last year, things are actually a lot better. Hopefully they continue that way. They probably will. But again...now that I've said that who knows? I should start knocking on wood more. It seems like Karma's been on my side more lately though. I guess everything now is compensating for last year. I was paying for all the bad shit I did, but now that I've put so much positive energy into so many things, I'm finally reaping the benefits. I just have to remember to be good!
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I ruin everything.

And I really don't know what to do with myself right now.

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Even after all the crazy and funny things that happened at the party last night - arriving early and knowing none of the six people who were there first, later meeting people I'd already known and not realizing it, seeing people that I know from my job (which always happens now) and running into my one and only one night stand - this is still the funniest part about last night to me:

Aries - Saturday April 21st 2007

Your thinking is rather gloomy and pessimistic at this time. You see the superficiality, the flaws and the foolisness or impracticality in others' plans. Also, communicating with others is difficult now, and people resist what you are saying. You feel more inhibited and uncommunicative, and you sense that others are not receptive. Frustrating conversations and the feeling that you are coming across negatively are possible now, so you are inclined simply to keep your thoughts to yourself.


When I read that this morning, last night really made so much more sense to me. That's pretty much how my night went. Really figures it had to happen when I'm in a houseful of people that I haven't seen in forever and all I wanted was to have a good time. What an awkward night. It was fun though, once I snapped out of it a little. I really hope Ben has another party soon because last night's just did not go as planned for me!
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I'm 19!! Strange I've been a legal adult for a year now. What an amazing birthday it was! The sun came out and it was a beautiful day, good herb with good friends and I got to see Third Eye Blind. That was a nice surprise. It was quite possibly my best day of 2007 so far. I like 4/19. I'm guaranteed two days of fun in a row.

Happy 4/20 everybody!

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How do you tell a person that after 2 dates you've realized that you're really just not into them? Anybody got any ideas?
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Bad fog of loneliness
Put a cloud
on my single-mindedness
I dream of sweet caress
From you.

What makes tomorrow guess
What makes me take from me,
and put aside the rest
I dream of sweet caress
From you.




No matter what I do, it's always him. I don't want anyone else. I try, but I'm just not interested in anyone. Is there something wrong with me? Or does everyone around me just suck a lot? I tried to go for something different, but it ended up being a little too different. I knew he was the exact type of guy that I DON'T go for, but for some reason I thought it might work? Nope. Not at all. I want nothing to do with it. I thought I could do it, but I just can't. I feel like a terrible person, but I do still have my standards. I guess it's just hard to try and pick someone else when I already know who I want. I can't stand the thought of being with someone else when he's still all I think about. I always become so fixated on one idea that I completely shut off all others. That's not a good thing for anyone who plans on moving forward with their life.

At the rate I'm going, it seems I just might be unhappy for a long time.
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Even though there are still some days where I feel real down about everything, more lately I've been getting this feeling like everything's gonna be alright. Especially on days like today. I guess good weather really brings out the best in me. And everyone else as well. But I always knew that. All I want to do is feel good and move along. Spring forward! Yeah! Excited about tonight, even though I'm going to see the kid who ruined my night on friday. But if he insults me again, I'm not going to let it get to me, I'm just going to tell him exactly where he can go and move forward some more.

I guess what I'm doing now is turning from a friendly pessimist to an optimistic bitch. I think I like the second one better, cause it's all for me. =)

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Soooo pumped about my new pimpin room and all the new shit I bought for myself, including these amazing speakers so now I can fucking blast my amazing music that I play on my laptoppp. Everything is so pretty and comfy and WONNNDERFUL and I'm so excited! Fuck quitting herb, it's gonna be so much fun smokin in this room and everyone's invited! Next on my list of new things to buy is a bong.

=)

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Sometimes it feels like someone kidnapped and blindfolded me. Where the fuck am I?

Enough is enough. Time for another change. A big one. I'm sick of automatically being so nice to everyone for no reason, when hardly anyone else is like that and I'm REALLy sick of not speaking my mind. I don't know why I tolerate so much shit from people sometimes. I don't know why I care so much about how well I get along with everyone. If I barely even know them, why should it matter? I'm sick of being friendly and trying to lighten the mood with people who don't even give a shit. I'm not going anywhere I don't want to be and I'm not going out of my way for anyone unless I know they deserve it. When someone pisses me off, they're going to know it. They're going to know if they're being a fucking asshole as well. If there's one good reason why no one really knows me, it's because I'm not saying everything that needs to be said. I'm not being entirely truthful. Fuck that. Honesty is the best policy, right? I don't care how harsh reality is. I've officially learned to accept life as simply unfair and that's the way it is. Whatever. I don't see anyone cutting me any slack, so why am I doing all of these favors? I'm tired of sparing feelings and beating around the bush. I just want to be happy for once, even if it means letting others down here and there. For once, someone else can make a sacrifice for ME. I can't even think of the last time that happened. I guess I'm becoming rather selfish, but it seems like that's the only way to be to get what you want in this world. So be it.

I'm beginning to reconsider my enthusiasm for getting out and making new friends because so far I'm really not impressed with a lot I've seen. But maybe I'm speaking too soon. I do have that "date" or whatever it may be tomorrow. I'm not expecting this to be a big deal or anything, but he seems nice. I figure I should at least try and give the nice guys a shot. Even if he's not what I'm looking for, we just might get along well. Who knows.

I just might kick the chronic as well. Not only is it expensive, but I don't even like how it makes me feel anymore. I feel lethargic and boring, and sometimes I don't even make sense when I talk. It just makes me feel real shitty sometimes, so I don't know why I'm spending my money and wasting my time. Not to mention, killing perfectly good brain cells. If it made me feel good like it used to, then it would be worth it, but it has a different effect on me now and I'm not crazy about it. I'm at least going to stop being stoned in public, because it's never a good thing running into people in that state, especially when it's someone I haven't seen in a long time. That really just made last night so much better for me...yeah, no. No more.

Starting classes (or at least a class) in May. Yay! School will make me feel better about a lot of things, and it will open up more opportunities. I'm really looking forward to it. Even though I'm going to end up hating the school part, but I know it will be different than high school. I'll be paying for it, so I'm going to get my money's worth. And this time away from school has made me realize a few things and I think it will help me appreciate it a little more. I know I need to get my shit together, and that's going to be the best way to do it. This is going to be a good summer. I'm going to make sure of it. I won't be let down like last year.
Current Mood:
realistic
Current Music:
ELO- Turn To Stone
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My birthday's in exactly one month!! 19 on the 19th!! Whoooo!!! Don't know why I'm so excited about that...probably just because I'll get a little extra loot. Damn that reminds me I need to do my taxes...

Ewe.

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I really can't wait for spring. This weather really just ruined my week. My attitude, my mood, everything. I felt so different just a few days ago. Strange how the weather can do that. I just wish I could make all this snow and the clouds disappear.
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What I thought was going to be a huge expensive problem with my car actually turned out to be a very minor and inexpensive one. That's a huge weight off of my shoulders now that I know I'm not going to have to buy a new one. And finding this out today makes up for that speeding ticket I got yesterday. I still need to save my money though because I still need everything else in the world besides a vehicle. That includes a new place to live because I really can't stand living at home anymore. I used to hate the city and never want to live there, but now it's all I want. I need to be where all the action is, where everybody and everything is on the go. Seclusion is nice, but it's been getting pretty boring and lonely. Time for a change.

It's March 1st, which means my 19th birthday is in exactly one month and 18 days. Nothing really special about that, but I'm looking forward to it. I like being a spring baby. I like being an Aries. That time of year always brings me so much optimism. Today seems like it will be an optimistic day. I just hope work doesn't change that. That place has had a lot of negative effects on me lately. It should be fine today though. Speaking of work, I applied for another job at the Primetime Cafe yesterday. I figure it would be nice to make a little extra money in the mornings. I need something else to do since I'm not in school. I've been wishing that I had signed up second semester. Hopefully this will make me feel a little better about it, because even though I'm working full time right now, I'm still not making nearly enough money, so not being in school really makes no sense to me at all.

The Aries horoscope for today says that I'm going to see something that gives me a whole new perspective on love. That sounds good to me. I wonder if it means I'll be meeting someone? I also wonder if it will even happen. Perhaps it will. I could use a breath of fresh air.
Current Mood:
relieved relieved
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Aaannnd yet another instance where karma kicks me in the ass. Why did I always have to be so goddamn stupid before?! I'm paying for all of my past mistakes now, at the same time, and it's making life really fucking miserable for me. I'm done taking important people in my life for granted and I'm sorry that I did so much before. I guess this all a learning experience, but I really wish it would end because I'm pretty sure I've learned my lesson. How long is this going to last?

I really want to get an apartment in the city this summer or fall. I love Craigslist.com!

Current Mood:
annoyed annoyed
Current Music:
The Beatles - Why Don't We Do It in the Road?
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