| First Entry...Monday, November 17, 2003 |
| Well, this is my first entry of my "online journal" and since most online journals cost money and I have a free website, might as well put an online journal on my free website. I don't know how I feel yet about the possibility of people reading this, but I doubt anyone will. Who would? My best friend? Ha yeah right. My "best friend" chooses a guy to spent all her time with and ruin two friendships over. Today I feel, well, antsy. I wanna rush out and get my tattoo, pierce my lip, and dye my hair dark already. I feel like waiting is stupid, I'm going to do it anyway so why is my Dad making me wait til I'm 18? He thinks I'm going to change or something, that I'll, in his words, "mature." Like getting a tattoo is immature. I have to work tonight and I really don't want to. I really need to get a day job so I can go out in the evening. I could work at the mall or something maybe. Oh gosh I don't want to work at the mall. Now I've waited for so long For this to come along Now this beauty and beast is starring in my face Still silence whispers 'Stay' Second Entry..."And the Hero Will Drown" Work was boring as usual. Life is ho-hum at this point but my life is to change soon, drastically. I have "the feeling." I told one of my close friends recently and he was very joyous. It was funny. I guess he thinks my life is boring too. Tomorrow I am getting my hair done like I said in my prior entry. I'm finally going to do it. I might tell my mom to take me to the piercing place to see how much it would cost to get my lip pierced. I'm pretty sure it's about 50 dollars but I'm not positive. My diary's pretty boring eh? It wouldn't be as boring if I chose to talk about people, but I've decided that would be kind of wrong whether I say nice things or not. Someone else I know had a different stand-point about that I guess. I guess it's luck but it's the same Hard luck you've been trying to tame Maybe it's love but it's like you say, "Love is like a role that we play" But I believe in you so much, I could die for the words that you say. |
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Third Entry..."The Ghost of A Good Thing" Well, yesterday was very eventful. Well, not really just compared to usual in my life it was. I went to get my hair done and 3 hours later I left my hair looking the same as it did when I walked in. I know it's not a big deal but this journal is for small things too. Anyway, I have to go back tomorrow so she can fix it. All seems better at my house with the fam, but I don't know we shall see. It seems that a lot is going on with friends but unfortunatly I can't be involved with any of it because of work. Tell me what you thought about when you were gone and so alone the worst is over, you can have the best of me we got older, but we're still young we never got out of this feeling that we won't give up |
Fourth Entry..."Never Look Back" Today was very interesting. One of my best friends had a minimum day so we hung out. First we went to target to check out the faux fur nightmares. Then we went to the mall and saw everyone from my 4 year prison sentence known as high school. It was nice though cause I really missed one in particular. No names, remember? It's a boy who I was fond of for a while. He bought a shirt at hot topic and his mom yelled at him because it was pink. So, my friend and I went to Sbarro and saw a girl we really don't like, I'll call her Ann. Anyway, we really don't like Ann because she has a big mouth and put us through so much crap during their decades project. Oh gosh I don't want to talk about her anymore. It was really fun hangin out with the high school folk for a day though and just being immature and stupid at the mall. I guess I really miss it. Today at work my boss told me I don't have to work tomorrow which is really nice. I need the money though because Christmas is coming up, but I think I have a good amount in my account. Come back Please don't leave me now I'll be all that you need in life Because I cant live without you and I know all that you need I can give you everything When you're so far you'll forget about me |