Hello. Been a while. I’v been away on…erm…well i’v been busy. Meaning i’v really been to lazy to update. Anyway. Enough of the excuses.
Random thought. If you could have anyone in the world it would make sense for you to want your best friend right? What if they wanted you too?
Dont mind my blabbering. Its late. Im tired. Cant sleep.
That was all. Really dont understand why I bother.
I miss so many things. So many people. So many places. I miss home. I miss how I used to laugh at everything and nothing. I miss you guys. I miss the silence that none of us ever felt the need to fill. I miss coming home from school to an empty house, getting online just to have someone message me and tell me to come out. I miss walking around the park. I miss doing absolutley nothing and not being bored. I miss going to the mall even though we never went to buy stuff. I miss being hungry and going and buying a box of cereal and then walking around the mall eating it. I miss how none of you thought that was wierd. I miss sitting in the target hallway. I miss stareing at the people that walked by. I miss singing to our ipods while strangers stared at us like we were crazy. I miss seeing who could get the most guys to sign our arms. I miss walking into your house when nobody else was home and just collapsing on your bed. I miss how you would always sleep on the floor and how i slept in your bed. I miss waking up and wanting to kick your tv through the window. I miss getting up in the morning and then just walking home without shoes in my orange shirt and fuzzy purple cat pants half asleep holding my bear. I miss how honestly didnt care if anyone saw me. I miss walking halfway to get you just to walk the rest of the way back to my house or yours. I miss making fun of your ugly dog that always peed in the kitchen. I miss how i could make you go get me food while i used your computer. I miss how you didnt even think about it when i showed up in the night and needed to sleep in your bed. I miss how you didnt say anything when i cried. I miss how your mom was completly okay with me practically moving in with you. I miss the fact that no matter how many things i said about your mother you never hated me. I miss getting you in trouble in art and english. I miss making you do my work in marshalls class. I miss screaming quadropalegic at you. I miss how you listened to me go on and on about george or whatever we called him. I miss shoving you into people on the way to english. I miss you letting me copy off you in english because i was to lazy to do the work myself. I miss how everytime he switched our seats we would just sit next to each other again. I miss you making me sit still so you could draw me. I miss you yelling at me because i wouldnt sit still. I miss the firebreathingdragon. I miss how you almost made my arm go numb when you realized we were in a perfect horror film moment. I miss how i lied and kept telling you everything was fine when inside i was thinking about which one of us would get eaten first. I miss how we both jumped when we saw that blue tarp. I miss how we ran like hell to make it back to my house before my dad woke up. I miss watching sleeping beauty with you in my tiny bed at some ungodly hour in the morning and laughing at it hysterically. I miss being able to go to you when i didnt feel good. I miss you going all Doctor on me. I miss whining about having to go to work every friday night when i secretly loved it. I miss being all your friends little sister. I miss beating the crap out of each other even though i always lost. I miss talking to you every day. I miss you calling me a spoiled brat. I miss the rare days when we actually liked each other. I miss our AimeeDanie days. I miss you always asking me what was wrong and me lieing and saying nothing. I miss how you always knew i was lieing. I miss how you made fun of my friends. I miss how i always knew you were there. I miss going to watch the race with you every weekend. I miss going camping with you and your friends. I miss watching ncis with you all the time. I miss you yelling at me for eating on the couch. I miss how we never really used the kitchen table. I miss how we would be screaming at each other and then wake up the next morning and be fine. I miss so much.
I miss how things used to be. I miss how I used to be.
I Miss Me
Dear Friend, You know who I speak of is you. I have no doubt that you will soon realize what a grave mistake you have made. The fact that you would refuse me in a time of need. Oh how it greatly saddens me. After all we have been through. Im not sure you recognize the dame you will have done. Im sure that you will indeed survive the catastrophe with out a doubt due to your preparedness. I only hoped that you would try to extend a hand toward me in what im sure will be our darkest our. Maybe you dont realize the full extent of your desicion not to take me in. Your moment of complete regret will come though. I assure you that. Because i vow to return. After the tragic death im sure will end me, i will come back. As one of the very beings who took me. Due to your selfishness. And when i do, i will come straight for you. Maybe you will hesitate. Maybe you wont. Maybe I will finish you off by eating your brains. But maybe i’ll just do it quickly. Maybe i wont make you suffer. Maybe i will just infect you and then leave you to cope.
And maybe, just maybe, by the time the ZOMBIE APOCOLYPSE has come you will have come to your senses. And we will stand side by side as you fight off ZOMBIES with the unatural skill you have while i stand and watch. I know you dont see it now, but i think i would be of great use in the event of a ZOMBIE APOCOLYPSE. Your going to need an alarm. For when the ZOMBIES are coming forward to eat you. and we both know that i would do well with that job. For when presented with a horde of mutated beings who are about to eat us we all know that i would be screaming profanity’s the loudest.
Dear Friend. I urge you to reconsider. Please dont leave me to die alone at the hands or teeth shall I say of a diseased creature. I beg you. Save a place beside you. Please. Save Me.
So, today in last period the chick next to me asked if i could put music on her mp3. Yeah, sure i have no problem with that. So i tell her to just write a list of songs she wants on there. And when i tell you that i am greatly disapointed in todays musical society i mean it. What logical person would listen to a song titled “We be steady mobbin” by a man who has the word “Lil” before his actual name. Is he a midget? No. Then whats up with the “Lil Wayne”? Is there some sort of message there? What exactly is he saying with the “Lil”? Anywa, she also has the song “Fireflies” by “Owl City”. That would be perfectly fine. If she actually listened to one of there songs besides that one due to the fact that “Fireflies” was the only song on the radio. I asked her if she liked Owl City and she said yeah i love them there so good. But when i pressed for further information like which song she liked besides fireflies she came up blank. I think that im going to completly ignore this list and show her what real music is. I wonder what her reaction to Bloodhound Gangs The Bad Touch would be? Hmm. Deffinitly going to put that on there. But in other news, Sorry for the lack of posts recently. I dont really have an excuse. Except for laziness. Hmm. What else do i have to say here? Not much. Wow isnt this exciting?
I have reached a new high. My sister just said “Me and friendsname discussed it and you are totally a carbon copy of me.” And i am so okay with that. Because who wouldnt want to know exactly whats going to be going on in your life four years before it happens? And if all goes as planned, im pretty sure im gunna be okay. She’s doing okay in my opinion. And she’s pretty kick ass so if i get to be half as cool as her i’ll be just fine. And no i am not just saying this so she wont kick my but i actually mean it. I honestly have heard the words “Your just like your sister” escape my mothers mouth followed with a sigh way to many times. I dont get it. I would kill to be just like Danie when i grow up.
WHEN I GROW UP I WANNA BE FAMOUS I WANNA BE A STAR I WANNA BE IN MOVIES WHEN I GROW UP I WANNA SEE THE WORLD DRIVE NICE CARS I WANNA HAVE GROUPIES
And now im done.
I think i have a new respect for teachers. Never will i doubt a teacher at my school again. Well, thats a lie. But whatever. At least i now respect one teacher in that school. If he is even a teacher….Hmm. Thats something to think about. Anyway. Im sitting at lunch today and i take my phone out because i was gunna text my sister and be like hey whats up call me im bored man. So im sitting there. Texting. Not even trying to hide it. Because i was tired and stuff. When out of no where mr stealerofphones comes walking by and grabs my phone. He doesnt say anything. He just keeps walking. Immediatly i give him the bird(to his back of course) And then im just sitting there all pissed off cause he took my phone when this old man taps me on my shoulder. i look up and he says “here. dont tell anybody” and hands me my phone. While silently praising this unknown man mr stealerofcellphones walks by and says “I gave your phone to the office. Your parents can get it at the end of the week.” Old man you are my new hero. I will find out who you are.
That was really all i had to write about today. Wow my life is boring. Thats all.
Alright. Today in first period my english teacher took my work. Why? You would think so he could grade/correct/make sure i did it or something. But you would be so wrong. You see, he did not know how to do the assingment he gave the class. So when we were going over it and he was giving us awnsers i pointed out that his awnsers were wrong. he then had me stand in front of the class and explain to him why it was wrong which took about ten minutes. And then he took my paper and said can i copy this? Honestly? Thats like whoa oxymoron emphasis on the moron. But anyway. We had a sub in math which was boring. Science gave a whole new meaning to the words need to know basis. So im just sitting there minding my own buisness. When the girl next to me turns around and starts talking to the boy behind me and the boy behind her. What were they talking about? No. Not some tv show or anything normal. They were talking about how she was fucking three months pregnant. And she was doing this loudly enough for the whole class to hear. What made it worse was when she said “and im not even 15 yet.” But the best part. The part that made me want to burst out laughing was ” im not sure if its dylans, mitchells, or ryans.” Seriously. I just wanted to lean over and smack her.
Well my ranting is finished. Bye now. Remember. Dont have sex or you’ll get pregnant and die.