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Why is it that no one believes me when I tell the truth?! I don't lie about ANYTHING. I don't understand why people don't trust me.
It pisses me off more than anything else. If I look you straight in the eye, or you can hear a serious tone in my voice, you bet your ass it'll be the truth.
And then when people don't believe me, they have the nerve to call me a liar or call me something along the lines of bitch. It freaking pisses me off! You have your opinion, but I would prefer that you keep it to yourself if you are going to insult me.
I hate being blamed for shit that I don't do. That's probably what makes me snap and beat the living shit out of people. Just, grr.
On a brighter note, my boyfriend comes back home tomorrow. I can't wait to see him. He's been gone all summer. I'm glad that he's not like all the other assholes I've dated. Doing crap to me that I should have beat their asses for, treat me like I'm a fucking trophey, tell me what I can and can't do, ask me to marry them, and all kinds of crazy shit.
I'm in freaking high school, dumbasses! I don't want to get married, not to mention that's kinda not possible to do unless you have special permission from the courts.
Grr.
 A Far Cry from Heaven · Sun Jul 30, 2006 @ 01:14am · 1 Comments |
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I don't really know why I am writing this, just I suppose to have a little rant.
What's funny, is I make this journal public, but I know that I'm going to be the only one reading it. Most people know that I'm not very interesting when it comes to musing.
Am I really that boring? I should hope not. To be boring is simply awful. It's one of my worst nightmares, in fact. To those of you who know me, you know how I don't like to be normal. I'll do some funky ass hair style just so that I look different from every one else.
Like, I remember one time, I wore an AC DC shirt with baggy skater capris and a geisha hairdo. You know, like the one in Memoirs of a Geisha that Hatsumomo had when Pumkin was talking to Chiyo about her having seen Hatsumomo with a man and Hatsumomo comes out and tells her to be quiet? Yeah. That one.
I would say it looks rather pretty with my new haircut. But, I guess no one wants to hear about that.
And since no one is going to look at this anyway, I'll just rant about some news that I found to be quite depressing.
Nathan is moving to Payson. It's really only about thirty or fourty miles away, but it might as well by Wyoming. Not sharing my first year of high school with him is going to be so hard.
My school system is weird. K-6, 7-9, 10-12. Odd indeed.
A Far Cry from Heaven · Fri Jul 21, 2006 @ 10:32pm · 0 Comments |
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Love will reign forever, even when nothing else exists. Love is an unending light in perpetual darkness. Even when faced with something that could easily crush the soul, love will always save is from the utterly dark abyss beneath our feet.
Dance Like No One Is Watching
Sing Like No One Is Listening
Love Like You've Never Been Hurt
And Live Life As If It Was Your Last Day On Earth
A Far Cry from Heaven · Wed Jul 19, 2006 @ 11:08pm · 0 Comments |
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Just a Short Blurb That Reflects What I'm Feeling |
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Running.
She looked back, looking to see if they were following. She could see the light radiating off of them in the distance and she turned back around, panting and stepping up her pace.
Trapped. That's how she felt. Like a fox that was being hunted mercilessly by hounds, their masters laughing as they rode behind.
She was barefoot; each step brought new shooting pain. She ducked into some nearby briar patches, hoping that she could lose them, the thorns ripping at her naked flesh.
She was so tired and her body begged and pleaded to be given rest, to be given sleep. But she knew no sleep would come to her. Just unending darkness and horrors beyond her wildest dreams. She felt so beaten down and forsaken by the Goddesses that she had lost almost all will to fight.
But there was still that stubborn little ember inside of her that refused to give up. So she kept running. Tears ran down her face; tears of panic and hopelessness.
Would she ever find salvation? Would she be saved? Or was she too lost for redemption?
She could make this stop. It would all disappear if she willed it all away. But the little ember would not allow it. So she was forced to continue in this nightmare, no one to wake her up.
She tripped and fell into a stream, the ice cold water taking the very breath from her chest. She scrambled back up and continued to run. She was nothing more than a panicked animal, searching frantically for a way out of this elaborate trap that had been set for her by Fate and Destiny.
There! Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a mountain lion's den. Crying out in relief and happiness, she knelt and crawled her way in. Face to face with the beautiful creature, she was not afraid.
He moved so that she could go deep inside the cave while he stood at the entrance way, keeping on guard.
It seemed like hours had passed by, even as she slept. When she had awoken, she found herself in the paws of the great lion. He had kept her warm. She buried her head in his chest, hoping that it would all go away.
A Far Cry from Heaven · Wed Jul 19, 2006 @ 10:22pm · 0 Comments |
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Thoughts when you are half awake. |
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You know, for some reason, just about anything is funny when you are half awake at four in the morning.
For instance, I have three male cats at my mom's house. Simon, George, and Brian. Let me give you a little insight. Now, I love these cats equally, they are like my children. I have had Simon since... maybe... um.... I'm going to go with 5 years ago. (Hey, you try thinking and then counting at four in the morning. It ain't that easy is it?)
Now, because of that, Simon and I have become attached to each other. He has picked me as his human, you might say. I've always found that funny, that the cat picks its owner if it lives with more than one person. It's not always the case though, sometimes they love everybody. Anyway, the point is that I've loved him since forever.
We haven't had George for too long, maybe (Jesus, thinking again.) for... I'm going to say since December or January. Those whereabouts. And Brian is my mother's fiance's cat. He's only been here since, I dunno, only a couple months. (My mom and her fiance were really good friends in high school. I don't want y'all to flip out going "ZOMG! She's getting married after only two months of dating?!" wink
Anyway. Well, I got up to get a drink of water, consequently stubbing my toe in the process. So a couple curses spring from my mouth, but hey, I'm half asleep. Isn't that normal?
Back to what I was saying. So I get myself a glass of water, I head back to lay down and what do I find in the hallway? George on top of Simon all Brokeback Mountain and all and Brian watching like, "... I think they are defying the laws of nature."
So, I laugh.... a lot. Just about have an asthma attack in the process. By now all the cats are looking at me like I'm some kind of idiotic moron who just said, "Hey, guys, Barney is such the coolest guy!" (But Barney must die.) But that makes me laugh even harder. Eventually, I pull myself together and break up the little love scene and so now, here I am.
Sitting at my desk, hair in a messy bun, hair coming out of it and falling in my face, smudged make up, squinting at the screen (It's too damn bright.), cup of water in my hand and still giggling about the little situation in the hall.
But then again, everything is funny at four in the morning.
A Far Cry from Heaven · Fri Jun 16, 2006 @ 12:22pm · 0 Comments |
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