Thursday, December 2, 2010

Thirty Three; Ok, i can elaborate now



P.A.R.T.Y Program-
I don't know, i just really enjoyed it, it put me in such an amazing mood.
Maybe it was because i finally felt someone was happy with what i had done.

Being a victim-
They made me a "victim." In other words, they made it look like i flew through the window sheild, hence the fake blood.
I had a grand ol' time, with them demenstrating what certain needles and such do, on me. (No, they didn't actually poke me. Thank goodness.)

Sam Flipped shit-
Her mom got the house, which means her dad is screwed.
Long story. Messy Divorce.

Fake blood is difficult to get off-
Previously explained.

I WENT TO HARRY POTTER
it was pretty good. Kinda helped Sam calm down from her anger towards her mom.

I put oil in my hair, ya know. To help with the damage.
It feels funny.
Even though i've already washed it.

My birthday has come and gone.
One of my worst, yet.
I wish my dad would have been there, you know how sixteen is such a "mile stone"
I wish he could have been there to celebrate with us.
Mom also misplaced my birthday present, which was no problem.
But she decided to get me clothes for my birthday, since she couldn't find the present.
So we went to Winners and Walmart.
To find out i've gone up a pants size.
I couldn't find anything that fit, and i felt like shit.
I've never cried over something so.. Stupid.
On my birthday, anyway.

BABY IS BACK
yea, her and her mom came back home from the friend's house.
Too much drinking going on there.
So happy.
I go see them again tomorrow once i wake up.

I think it's national Hate Meranda Year
Everyone's pissed with me.
EVERYONE.
well, that's alie.
A lot of people are just getting mad at me, for things like me saying "never mind" or
"I don't know" wrong.
"WHY ARE YOU SUCH A BITCH MERANDA?"
fer cereal. That makes me become a bitch.
YOU DON'T CALL ME A BITCH, BITCH.
Anywhos.
With one friend mad at me, that makes everyone else mad at me.
Aw well.
Shows who my real friends are, hey?

FOUND OUT WHO MY COUNSELLOR IS
yea, it's Scott. The guy that did my intake with the blue eyes.
Yep.

Hm, what else.

I'm in a baby mood.
Is that weird?
I'm thinking of baby names.
Things for babies, and such.
Oh, how i can't wait to be a mother.
Just watch me be infertile..
Just you watch.

MY TEACHER IS FLIPPING SHIT HOLY FUCK.
Yea, she's been in a real bad mood lately.
Thanks a lot guys.
Make us all seem like a bunch of ungreatful idiots.
Ugh.
Teenaged life, i swear.
hah.

I had more to tell, i was kinda excited to post this, 'cause of the awesome things i had to say.
But now, i don't remember.

(I love the above picture, it's so pretty. Miss Haley is pretty darn beautiful if i do say so myself)