wake up call caught you in the morning with another one in my bed don't you care about me anymore? don’t you care about me? I don't think so

Blah-di-blah-di-blah-blah... I'm in a happy mood, and I'm not a hundred percent sure why...not that I'm complaining or anthing... Plus...I'm all hyper and spastic...but that's not really a good thing...it just kinda makes me a brat... I just become a big annoyance and drive people insane...

Okay...all done...I guess anyway...I got bored...


[originally posted on my MySpace blog]

one night yeah and one more time thanks for the memories thanks for the memories "See, he tastes like you only sweeter."

I hate AT&T. Just thought that I'd share that little tidbit with the world. Or at least the world that has the ability to access my myspace blogs. Our stupid Internet connection is "lost" about every 45 to 60 minutes or so. It's the most annoying thing in the world. And according to the guy on the phone my mom talked to yesterday afternoon, it's EMI...so the modem thingy needs to be kept in a room all by its lonesome. At least, that's my frustrated solution. Oh, yeah...part of the phone plan my parents pay for stipulates no payments for having techs come out to your home to fix things, and the guy on the phone said that if she wanted to pay for it, my mom could have a tech come out and look at it for us.

Oh, and yesterday...I was about ready to murder an infant. She would NOT quit crying. But...hooray for being able to hand her off to her parents. ::sigh::

[originally posted on my MySpace blog]

everyday with every worthless word we get more far away the distance between us makes it so hard to stay but nothing lasts forever but be honest babe

My head hurts...and it's hurt pretty much every day since Wednesday...so that means nearly a week straight of continuous headaches... Someone shoot me now. Actually, y'know what? That's a bad idea, I don't want someone to shoot me. I just want my misery to go away. I have a stuffy nose, too. My head hurts, I can't breathe, my lower abdomen hurts and my lower back hurts. Hooray for me! I'm one big complaint. Okay, I'm done being whiny. At least that's what I'm going to keep telling myself because otherwise I'm going to annoy the hell out of myself (as well as everyone around me) with my incessant whining.

And...eww...it smells like rotten ears of corn in my fridge...but we don't have any...nor do we have any fresh vegetables...so nobody knows what is causing the gross smell... Okay...well, that little rant was because my two youngest brothers were just looking in the fridge for something to take to their baseball game for hydration.

[originally posted on my MySpace blog]

it's time to be a big girl now and big girls don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry

::sigh:: thoroughly confused...

[originally posted on my MySpace blog]

and I don't want to fall to pieces I just want to sit and stare at you I don't want to talk about it

::sigh:: Why is everything not how I want it? And why do I complicate things all the time? Okay, well, not so much complicate them as much as over-analyze and stress myself out. I'm just getting easily annoyed by everything again. That's totally not healthy.

::sigh:: And tomorrow I have a doctor's appointment...I hate going to the doctor's more than anything. Pretty much just because I'm convinced that I have brain cancer. Nevermind the fact that I have absolutely no evidence to support my ridiculous claim. But...on the bright side, I get to see the doctor that likes to hand out scrips like candy...

::sigh:: I just need to get my reactions under control...if not for me, then at least for the people around me that have to deal with my incessant moodiness and whatever else choice words they're using to describe me...

fly away from here anywhere yeah I don't care we'll just fly away from here our hopes and dreams are out there somewhere won't let time pass us by

I'm not really sure about what to do about something... ::sigh:: I want to do the something...but I don't know what to do... I'm always so worried about making the "right" decisions in my life, that I'm afraid that I'm screwing myself by always trying to make the "right" decision. Ugh...I wish that I knew what to do...and was willing to do the thing that will make me happy without having to worry about it being the "right" decision or not... ::sigh::

[originally posted on my MySpace blog]