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Just stuff... Who knows what? Mabe even my plot to destory the world... Mahaha.....
*sigh* I'm going to write in this because I have nothing better to do... And if anyone decides to snoop around in my journal, I'd like to know about it. I don't care... This includes you Carmen. Quite frankly, as a matter of fact, I'd like to read this. Like you to know what you thought you wanted but you don't want. What is this I'm talking about? One, my life. You believe I have a nice, sweet, "bed of roses" as I recall you saying. Well I don't. If it wasn't for Elizabeth, I wouldn't talk to anybody. I have a very "Sasuke-like" mentally so to speak. My second grade year of school, all I heard was teasing from Kathryn and even Elizabeth. She finally decided to be friends with me, and then I got it from Brandon for stealing her best friend. I had already lost mine. Chaz was my best friend till he got held back in first grade. He had absolutely no desire to be my friend the next year because now he had boys to play with, who needed a girl? The girl's didn't like me. I was like a guy. The guys didn't really want me around either since I wasn't as good as them at sports. I ate lunch by myself that whole year. David was nice to me, and I remember one other person who was nice to me: Edward. He was like me... Everybody neglected him since he was a new kid and looked a little funny to them because of his big ears. (Which I, quite frankly, see nothing wrong with) By the end of the year, Elizabeth had became friends with me, and the rest of the girls hated me and didn't want me around. The next year, Alicia came. We kicked it right off. We both loved Pokemon, Digimon, Yugioh, and even had matching jackets! She was shy, much like myself, and was ignored by the girly-girls in our class. David played with the two of us. Edward too. I remember daring them to eat ice out of the mud puddles... And needless to say, they both did... Four grade: Nothing really eventfully happened. I continued to go at it with Kathryn and get teased about the way I dressed and looked. Believe it or not, I weigh less now than I probably did then, or about the same. I was over weight, and there's no way to deny it. That's why I never eat that much now...Fifth grade: Kael and Dillon came. Edward no longer had any need to play with me and Alicia since he now had Dillon and Kael. Elizabeth began to hang out with us more than Kathryn and the girly-girls. Fifth grade was probably the worst...Kathryn began to really aggravate me now... daily. She would make some sort of comment against me, I'd start yelling, I'd end up in trouble. I was known as the trouble child in Preschool, so it didn't bother me. My mom had even been told to get me tested. I believe they probably thought I was Bipolar, and even today I think I am. I was a sweet little girl one minute, and ready to attack someone the next. Kindergarten wasn't good to me either. I was locked in the closet on several occasions by this one girl. She would do things, and blame them on me, and I would get in trouble based on my reputation. Now, back to sixth grade: Kathryn left, and things went up from there. My school life got gradually better and better. I became good friends with Edward again, along with Kael and Dillon. My life was good. You (Carmen) come the next year. Edward attempts to kill himself. That's the only bad thing you've seen in my life. My life hasn't been as good to me as I pretend. I hide tears and a personality that almost prevents me from making friends from fear of getting hurt behind a smile and jokes. I'm like Naruto in a way. Edward's the same. That's why we relate so good to one either. And we have my second thing you wanted from me: Edward. He hides his personality behind his smile too. You said you didn't want your friends problems dumped on you. Sorry, but that's what I get from him. He tells me why he's upset, and a lot of times, I'd rather have not known. I found out in the second grade that his dad beat his mom. This year, at the begin of the year, his mom left his dad, but she came back. He wrote me letters all summer... I have ever one saved, except the ones my dad took... I assume that's what happened to them since he doesn't like Edward to begin with, and he wouldn't give me the letters when they came. The last two days, I haven't really talk to him. Yesterday, I kind of read and acted like I was upset about something, and I was. I'm clingy, I'll go ahead and attempt it. He had been acing like he liked Elizabeth for the last few weeks, and to say the least, I was jealous. Not mad at her, just jealous, and perhaps a bit mad to him. I beat myself up for being so upset about this guy that wasn't even my boyfriend liking another girl. I guess, in effect, that's what he is, but he's not officially. This went on for about a week or so I guess until yesterday, at which point I totally stopped talking to him after I spent Friday and Saturday talking to him off and on. It was on that ride home from the mountains Saturday that I finally decided to give up on him since he kept asking about how Elizabeth was doing as I was talking to him. I decided I would go back to that quiet, second grade self that did nothing but read. So that's how I acted Tuesday. Elizabeth decided she was going to resolve the whole matter, and ask Edward, but I told her she couldn't in PE, but she could later. Edward called her that night to see what was wrong with me and why I was upset. She told him I was just upset, and then she asked him if he liked her because that probably had something to do with it. Edward told her that he didn't like her and that I knew that. She told him I was still upset about Williamsburg. Then today, for which you weren't present because of literary meet, he made all attempt to talk to me all day long, but he couldn't. He start, but would freeze up and stop or say something to Elizabeth. Finally, on the way out to recess, I went to put the can tabs up, and Dillon locked me in Mr. B's room. That was fine with me since I was just going to read King of Hell at recess and I had it with me. I sat down in one of the desks, and started reading. Dill then opened the door, and turned the light off. Then me, being the obvious smart butt I am, went an sat in Mr. B's chair and read by his lamp. Edward, after a tussle with Dillon outside the door, managed to get in. I gave him after a two second glance before going back to my book. He stood behind me, and put his arms and head on the back of the chair and landed up next to me, reading over my shoulder. Then he asked me if I was ok, and I shrugged. Dillon and Elizabeth, meanwhile, we're fighting over the window, trying to watch. That made me laugh. I couldn't resist it. Edward laugh too, and said at least you're laughing now. I turned around and stared at him for a few awkward seconds, and had I not been in the dark I would have been blushing while he smiled at me. Finally, I got up and headed towards to door, saying we had to get out before Mr. Martell missed us. At recess as I read, he aggravated Sean. It was funny... He threw Sean over his shoulder, and started carrying him around. After school, I went down to the Kindergarten to help Mrs. Neel like I'm going to start doing some afternoons. Edward helps too, doing odd jobs like fixing the light and all while I'm being paid to watch the little kids who are on the playground. After a while, he came out and joined me. I was sitting in a chair while he sat on the black thing that held the wood chips, and he was just talking to me about the younger kids. But yeah... He's more trouble than he's worth... I say that, but I probably don't mean it. As Mr. Mann told me and Elizabeth at the auction in response to something we said about Edward and Dillon getting hit by a car as they went to get Dillon's football: "Some annoyances you just have to put up with to have the things you'd miss if you didn't have."
Well, I hope this clears things up! *big smile* But I don't know if I can talk to you face to face and not lose it. I'm still mad. Can't help it. I've tried to get over it, and I can't. I will, but not for a little while. You extremely PO me.....






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commentCommented on: Sun Feb 11, 2007 @ 02:21pm
Ehh...same here...I mean, I am ready to forgive you, but am definately not ready to do it face to face...Not time yet...definately not time. I see you must think that my opinion is one eighty. Well...it's not. It's just wrong. Seems like we both had alot of difficulty growing up. During grade school when I was probably around six, things started going downhill. I had a few friends, sure, but I was always the outcast. I wore the wrong clothes and was friends with the wrong people. I guess what you would call the popular people in first grade kind of shied away from me. Then we fast forward to second grade. My best and only friend leaves. I am bereft and take up a friendship with the guidance counselor. Third grade-My grandmother and seemingly only related or close friend passes away at the hospital not long after I visit. After losing a best friend and trying to use school to piece myself back together, I fall apart again. I kept telling people that my most recent birthday would be my last. I wanted to die. I truly convinced myself that it was the only route to take. But...then again, I visited the guidance counselor just about every day at recess and she comforted me. Fourth Grade-things are getting a little better. I can't say much really happened in this grade... fifth grade-Well my friend falls for a total jerk and I am upset over it. She tells me she doesn't want to be my friend any more because I am jealous or something and she gets all upset. Her boyfriend hates me and I am flaming red most of the year. This year I make a huge mistake-or at least I thought so then anyway- We go on this trip-just the Gifted and Talented students. It was beyond fun. The guy I had kinda fallen for started to like me and we kinda hit it off on this trip. We get back and his friend says that he liked me and if I liked him back. Me, trying to save face (as if I had any left) said that I didn't like him at all. Kinda broke his heart I guess. He had a red face. I don't think he was blushing either. Then this horse guy I knew out of school who I thought was really good looking found my diary. I was crushed and never spoke to him really after that point. I kept running away from him and locking myself in the truck. I was shy from him. Sixth Grade: My friend becomes bulemic and anorexic. She begins throwing up to make herself thinner and then almost takes drugs some other moron gave to her. I tell her to throw them away, and after too much persuasion, she tosses em. She was acting beyond stupid. I tell her dieting would be good if she is THAT concerned but otherwise, don't pull stupid stuff. The popular girls, who are trying to earn points as being such a good person are trying to as well, even though they hardly even know her. They ask me how would I know anything and start crying over her again. Plastic girls bug me and I wanted them to die at this point. Then I have this other friend. She's nice, but I don't realize the issues she has. She finally gets a boyfriend, who becomes my mortal enemy. Not because she spends more time with him than her best friend, but because he is a royal jerk. So I try to convince her that he's going to end up breaking her heart and she claims that she will never be my friend again. I'm lonely yet again... Seventh Grade: Well...I'm nervous and scared...beyond nervous and scared...More like embarressed about what I haven't done wrong yet. So, the first person I am really introduced to is Sabrina. We get to talking and I tell her about my job aspirations and she introduces me to you, asking you what you wanted to be when you grew up. You said I don't know! and laughed quite loudly. I dunno but you seemed like the nicest person in the group that day. We became friends but it seemed all the time you and the others would go out on 'talks' and leave Landyn and I in the dugout bored and tired for an entire recess. I was a little irritated by it, but didn't say a word, as I didn't want to screw up what I had going for me-friends. That is when I got my first crush of the year. I was watching some show or reading some book and took their advice-that usually 9 out of ten times, guys appreciate it and would even consider going out with a girl that is courageous enough to claim that they like someone. Edward hates me practically for alot of the rest of the year. Current: Things are going pretty well. I find a shop that I like, wear the clothes from there and everyone labels me. I am a little upset by this, but I tell myself that I've definately had worse. We go on a huge field trip, and I am excited beyond reason. Everything is going fine until Edward gets his hands on the diary and spills its contents and I come to find you two sitting together in front of me. I don't know but it felt like one of those days to have an emotional breakdown-so I did. And then I really wanted to call my brother but I couldn't. He was the only person who could comfort me. I was really upset. I just don't know what happened, but I totally lost my cool and flamed you and you flamed back. I was then upset beyond all reason and mortified at the news that you were only my friend because you felt sorry for me. So far though, things are turning up. Despite my father's atheism, I come to find that my mother is not atheist and begin reading my present from Elizabeth. She, Bret, Brandon, Ashton, Kristi, Jessica, and the rest become friends with me. I have to admit. Except for the new kid...things are turning up a bit for me. My life may not sound as traumatic as yours, but I definately know what it feels like to be in the depths of down, and my life was terrible for me living it, as I know yours must be for you. I can only say the best advice I know-hang in there and cling to a friend if you need to. If it's not me (which I am supposing it's not) just talk to Elizabeth. I am sure you have heard this advice before, but hey, it never gets old and it never reigns false. :3nod:


commentCommented on: Sun Feb 11, 2007 @ 08:11pm
Ehh...I'm in a better mood at the moment and I just want to say that I do apologize, thought I've probably said that before. It seems things are finally turning up. Not only for me, but for you as well. Seems like one of those really good but really rare periods in your life where everything seems in it's right place.
And I really think that having one small thing to screw it up would just ruin the small time of enjoyment we have. I mean, life is too short. I made a mistake, and you have too. We both made mistakes, and we just both need to try to get over them. Life is way too short. You know as well as I do that what I just said is true. Why waste such a short time being mad at people, when you could be making your life and theirs a little better? I'm not saying we should give up the academic competition though. I've realized that having competition makes me work harder to be better instead of having no competition and being able to slack off. I must say you are quite the competition. You are making it mighty hard for me to feel I'm on top. But hey, that's a good thing. Like I said...doesn't give me a moment to slack of in the least. Well, closing statement: We should let bygones be bygones. You know, It also would make it a little easier on Landyn, I mean she's your friend and mine, so I guess all and all the best thing to do would to bury the bloody hatchet. I do hope you will consider it.
Well, I'm a little glad I got that off of my chest. I hope you read this and consider it, for it would be for the benefit of many. Edward as well. 3nodding



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commentCommented on: Mon Feb 12, 2007 @ 09:32pm
Riiight... I know this is right, but you're dragging Landyn into this again. That was something that extremely P.O.ed me last time. So let her stay out of it. Edward, I don't care. Elizabeth, I don't care. Landyn, I do care. I'll tell you like I told Edward: Sorry means nothing unless you tell me that to my face. He was a jerk to me the other day, and I do believe I taught him his lesson. He saw how miserable I was from his comment, he tore his own self up about it, tried a couple times to tell me he was sorry, and finally did. And he's better off for it. I'm not telling you to apologize because at the mental state I'm in at the moment, I'd probably hit you with I talked to you for any extended amount of time. I've having one of those periods were I'm almost convinced I'm bipolor. I totally ripped Edward's head off, even before he was a jerk at me. Elizabeth also started making unnessacry questions about something, and I got mad and almost bite her...literally. So, I, quite frankly, am not in the right mental condition for any of this. Edward, in his male mentally, tries to help me, and only makes it worse. Dillon, being Dillon, offers me a hug and hopes I'll be in a better mood so he can steal my books. You got annoying. You got annoyed because I tried to tell you things. You were also always trying to tell me your probelms and I think that was what first got me annoyed at you. You got mad because of Edward. I wasn't going to tell you. You want to know. I told you you didn't. You still wanted to know. Finally, I gave in and told you. You got mad. I got mad back cuz I saw not reason in it all. Yes, Edward had given me a letter he loved me. As a matter of fact, I'll quote him for you. (This isn't to make you mad, this is just so you'll know) "I love you...So easy to say when you don't mean it... Or when you mean it so much it bursts forth from you. I mean it. I do love you." That was a month of so before Williamsburg. I knew for a few weeks before you did. He made me mad when we went to Williamsburg because he made some comment about never being able to get a girlfriend, and that made me mad. What was I? Apparently, I wasn't anything. I didn't talk to him till Mommy made me. Dillon fussed at him. Elizabeth still hasn't let him hear the end of it. He asked me if I wanted to be, and I, still mad, responded "whatever." I'm very easily emotional hurt, and I think both me and Dillon have discovered that. He's usually extremely gentle when he talks to me. It's a side of him I don't think he wants anybody to see, especailly Dillon. Everyone thinks he's mean or emo or too serious or whatever, but he's not to me. I'm sorry you've got to hear all this, but I might as well tell you. You need to know stuff. I might as well tell you.


commentCommented on: Mon Feb 12, 2007 @ 11:42pm
Well.....Everything you said just now is true. I acted completely foolishly. I just suppose it was a bit induced by my past, and I have learned that the old maxim "Live for tomorrow, not yesterday's actions." is true.
I sort of had like a major issue at that time. Nothing to complain about, but at that time I am aware I acted like a total burning_eyes wahmbulance emo talk2hand idea (I just felt like using emotes instead of asterisks, don't ask why).
I appreciate what you did and I am sorry I acted how I did. I was just emotionally t earing apart at the seams for some reason I'm not even sure I've figured out. And when you put it like that...well I mean...I can see where you are coming from.
I'm the one in the red. Not you.
And I have really noticed that you are easy to fall apart at the seams as well. I have a temper issue. I'm like my father. I have these outbursts where I want everyone to fall off of the face of the earth and just shut up and leave me alone. Where I want to just be out of it. Not having to do anything at all or talk to anyone.
I found someone I liked and I blew it out of proportion. I was like having moodswings or something. I kind of think I might have to go into anger management. I've been told that as a joke, but you know, I do have a bit too much of a temper. I'm just weird. Scratch that, I'm a freak. A real freakazoid. But you know, I've been getting pity friendships and for some reason I'm using them as a crutch and am happy to have them. I'm just happy that someone cares enough.
I can't help acting how I act, but I can regret my actions and that is what I am doing now. Like I said I do apologize, but until you feel up to it and I've gotten in my right mentality, we won't apologize face to face I suppose.



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commentCommented on: Wed Feb 14, 2007 @ 12:25am
Exactly. I am extremely stressed at the moment, and can't even seem to remember my jazz dance or my clogging dance like I normally know like the back of my hand. And just now I about freaked cuz I thought the end of this Supernatural episode was going to be in South Carolina, but he said South Dakota. I can't tell the difference between the two it seems. And it seems Sam's about to kill this uber cool other hunter man. Wait, nevermind. "Never try to con a conman." Anywho, back to seriousness. stare
See, that's exactly what I'm talking about. I can go from sad to happy to serious to jokity in about two minutes... Mrs. Fulmer yelled at me this morning and I about cried. I was so upset after that inside it wasn't fun. I can't stand it when people yell at me. Another of those easily emotionally hurt things. "How do people describe things now a days? Like Hell. Well let me explain that. Well, Hell, is like Hell." There I go again. Actually, Meg as Sam (O.o) I thing you pretty much nailed that one on the head. Sometimes I'd like to use that.
Anyway, yet again, just so you know, Ed got annoyed at you today. You were apparently aggravating him and you didn't know it. Something about a scholarship.


commentCommented on: Wed Feb 14, 2007 @ 09:13pm
I know what it is like to be stressed, and that day I was. Extremely.
I don't know. I just went into break down mode. And Sam in our class...I can't explain my dislike for him in words, it's so strong...he was bothering me soo much that day! (I wasn't referring to the sam you were talking about and I didn't get confused, btw. though it may seem so...)
I mean, now that I think about it, I don't even wanna be a forensic anthropologist. I just am doing what everyone wants for me. Success. I want to be a poet, but it doesn't pay. I hate that.
I was just really upset yesterday. I had too much on my plate, I thought and kinda still think and cried the entire way home from school. I think I was beginning to tick my mother off to extremes.
I couldn't help it though.



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commentCommented on: Sun Feb 18, 2007 @ 08:19pm
What's this? 'Annoy the crap out of me with extermely long posts?' You know I have the attention span of a gnat. Do you know how much will power it took for me to read this? But anyways, I'm not going to bother you with my life story. Nah. If I wanted you to know about it, I'd post it in my journal. Yeah. Life sucks, don't it? Seriously. Only being able to talk to your mother most of the time?

*Sigh*

I'm in need of socilization(Or so say my step-grandparents). But from what I can tell, I fit quite a few requirements for a sociophob. Yeah. That's right. Fear of social encounters and other such things. But why the heck am I saying this? Conversation? Gah. I need to read journals more often. Maybe I'll go complain in my journal...

Good luck with school life you guys, because as things stand, I'll have no interaction with that for a few more months. Geeze. Oh. If you want to call me, my cell phone's on all the time now. 'Cept on Sunday morning, Monday night, and Wednesday night. Church stuff. But yeah. You call me, 'cause you know I never call anyone.


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