Stupid

Okay so I was house sitting/ pet sitting this weekend. I did something stupid. Not stupid like your thinking no sex, drugs, or liquor. I do love to disappoint you my dear readers so I won't get into it. My stupidity left my heart racing and my mind on fire. I found my self breathless ,and my friends will tell you I am never breathless. I wasn't however speechless. I actually found my speech clear and concise. I never wavered I kept my cool until the end, at which point I called my dear friend who proceeded to 'improve' my feeling on the situation. I love her, but she isn't helpful. She insisted upon comparing my stupidity to hers (they are nothing alike... TRUST ME.) I am better now just thought I would give you a taste and then keep the bowl for my self. :P

No Vacancy

   Damn my mother and her natural compassion! To other people she is the worlds sweetest woman. To me she is a rude, crude, double standard holding, (for lack of a better word) bitch. She likes to take in strays. At the moment I am sleeping in her bed, if you can call laying there trying not to fall off sleeping. My mom's friend is sleeping on the couch, my Grandparents are in my bed, and my sister is on the futon. So sorry if you wanted to stay over, we are full! My bed is the moost comfortable bed in the house so you can see why I'm angry. I can't wake up with out worring that I am going to wake someone up. I can't play my xbox, or my music loud, because "They're inapropriate." or "My head hurts.". I just want to come home to peace and quiet. not some old fat couple sitting on my couch, or some pissy blonde on my case about everything. Things just need to go back to the way they were. AND MY SPELL CHECK ISN"T WORKING!!! :P

Stereotypical

  How can my life be so perfect and so shitty at the same time? I mean my friends are great, I have a boyfriend that I love, I have a great dad. Yet, My mom is evil, my sister is.... a completely different story, I'm stuck in class with my arch Nemesis, I'm drowning in my friends' issues, and my family never wants to got to anything I do. So I'm a whiny teen from California who feels well alone, what else is new right. Even that last sentence was cliche. At least I'm honest about my being unoriginal. People say I have everything going for me, but that's just what people say to you to keep you from sticking your head in the oven isn't it? I can get a solo or play the perfect fricking minuet on the bass, I can sing every note in a song I've never sung before and no one will see it. No, I've never been beaten by a boyfriend or my parents. Both my parents are alive, divorced, but I know where they are. Yeah I have a nook and a smart phone, I have my own room and an older sister. I don't cut and I get semi decent grades. I have things people would love to have, and I'm complaining that my life is shit. I get it If you are a kid whose dad ran and your moms dead or the other way around, you don't think I have a right to bitch. For you my life is easy, and that is because you've seen lower, darker places. I haven't. For me I am literally in Hell. This is Hell for me. So you look at that kid complaining about his parents getting divorced or being an only child, and you say "you can't  complain," and then you list a few things that  make your life worse. Guess what, you just made him feel awful and now he's going to go home and do something stupid because he can't even vent about the lowest place he has ever been in life. I don't get to vent or cry because people see me as strong and collected, I am far from. So this is my Hell and I want free from it. If you want free from your personal Hell, quit pushing me further into mine.

fml

So my mom came home pissy as hell and breaks a plate. I dont care how bad your day was! When you lash out at me you can blow it out your ass. I pretty much get this on a daily basis. But this time it's different my dads mad at me too. That is really weird, because he is NEVER mad at me. My best friend is pretty much telling me that she thinks I'm her bitch and can kiss her ass. Why things have gotten this bad, I will never know. I spend all my life making sure everyone else is happy. Now the one time I am happy I get turned on faster then a bleeding fish at a shark convention! So what the hell is there left for me to do then die a depressed life alone so every one else can be happy.

My Not So Stupid Life

 I met a boy. Okay, not just any boy, THE boy.  He is for a lack of fitting words Adorkable. He even asked before he kissed me. I had the best time! This boy is so sweet, he couldn't keep his eyes or lips for that matter off of me. SCORE. The movie was amazing. Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol was great. If there was a Win scale there were 235 wins in general. I counted. He thought it was HILRIOUS. So I'm bragging about my date. Sorry, but  it was my first date, sue me.  we have a song now. We ended up making out to My Immortal by Evenesence, so now our song. He doesn't believe he's perfect, but he is. At one point at the end I said "I see the perfect person infront of me." He looked around and kept asking where but then I kissed him and said " don't you know what right in front of me means?". So yeah thats how  that ended up.  Come back or don't honestly I don't care. Bye ya'll.

Volcano

Right now I'm supposed to be doing research on a volcano that I honestly don't care about.  Because of this I am terribly bored! I have a crush on a 17 year old and no one reads my blog! I've learned that nothing ever really ends well for me. I than began helping a girl A LOT like me out of the same rut that I'm still stuck in. Well to my nonexistant readers, what would you do if you were me?

Visibility potion

 Blood blood on the wall. This sucks balls. Screw it all. I'm not the kind of girl who falls hard for someone she doesn't know anything about, but yet here I am. I'm head over heels with some assy football player. Okay so he the nicest or the most censored person around, but this boy is SMEXY. He isn't one of those stupid football players, I mean he's in my College Prep English class. I'm pretty much invisible. He doesn't ignore me in English, he does however  keep asking me this really stupid question. I gave him a dollar to quit. Maybe I should go to the next game. Show my team spirit, and have a reason to watch him run around the field in football pants. I hope he isn't reading this laughing his ass off at my weak attempt at venting. If I go to the next game at least I'll have a reason to talk to him.