01 March 2008

I Keep Telling Myself I'm Not the Desperate Type

I need to stop thinking about guys and just worry about all the other crap that's happening in my life...

I just joined track, so that is awesome. I can't wait to start throwing again because I was really starting to miss it. My dad got mad at me when I told him, saying that this is just another thing adding to my plate, but at least it's something I like.

My mom told me today that she would take me to VEGAS for my 21st birthday! Hopefully, it will happen. If not, I still love her for trying.

Underground
My coffee sits,
and in the corner
the wall drips.
I see the crack
where the leak has sprung.
I try to fix it,
but it is done.
I'm slowly drowning
in my own work.
Can you help me?
As I go berserk?

Whine

The hurt—it aches, and pulls apart
The soothing feeling in my heart
Bus’ness time of another day
Homework in a different way
To work at home for something more
Not waking on his bedroom floor
Now, here’s an apple, my dear. You
Lie beneath the tree with me too
I know this just may end up in sadness
Surely ‘fore it drives me into madness
For I just do not think I know my role
And for that, kid, we’ll smoke a bowl.

28 February 2008

Say you will

Today was a crappy day.

I found out that my organic chemistry exams are no longer take-home because of the rampant cheating that occurs on them. I, for one, never cheated on any of the exams. The evidence of that is my B- compared to others' 104 percent test grades.

My best friend has recently become involved with a guy, which is awesome for her, but because of her busy schedule (and mine), we hardly hang out anymore. I used to chill in her room with her every night with her and do homework and such, and now I only hang out with her and the boy, which is fine, but they also have a lot of alone time where she's disappeared. O well, at least we got to hang out for a while and lip sync to our favorite songs with our friend, Misch. Great times!

I got into yet another fight with my mom. Then my dad left me an angry voicemail.

I hate money. This is why we fight. Damn you FAFSA!

A life wasted can never be loved.
A life loved can never be wasted.