Listen to the Beat

so sophmore year is like the ultimate goof off year. about 3/5ths of my total classes are easy this semester and then they only get easier next semester.

so i can't hold in a secret for too long. i really like this guy in my english class whos sits in front of me. ariel should know who im talking about. his name is john, and he has a twin named caleb(which is by far the coolest name on the planet) and they both work at coldstones, which everyone knows is my fav shop.

i also like this other person but you know its kinda a just friend level.

well since it WAS a draft im finishing it in school. at 5 10. b/c i stayed after until 4 but gues what the buses dont come till 5 30!!!. yeah. so im bored. my friend is next to me looking up rancid. yes its thrilling. umm so nothing really happened other than me wanting to hurt people.

anyways me and him are looking up poop and i have to go.

see ya

0 Listen @ 11:07 PM

Firstly, Sarah...whatever the hell you have to say. Go ahead and say it. We're powered by opinions. You could say I'm sounding like a pathetic littl dipshit who need to just calm the fuck down and quit dwelling on little things and focus on the present and time and quit worrying about the future/past and any of my parents probelms because they're their probelms not mine. (I'm saying this without out checking to see if I had any comments on my last post so if you said something along those lines...we think alike)

So basically, after sleeping on the Laz-E-Boy last night, because I saw a spider in my room and it freaked me out, I had some time to think. And I'm kinda tired of over reacting over things so much that no one else needs to because hell I'm doing it for them. So I'll try and stop doing that and maybe I'll quit getting into people's probelms that really aren't my business, well unless they like tell me which by all means do but I'm not going to really pry and be nosey anymore. (Don't expect these miracles overnight)
Let me just say...never sleep on a Laz-E-Boy when the rest of your family is a bunch of early birds. My dad gets up at 3:15 every morning then Mum and Lauren by 5. and Samantha and I tend to just wake up whenever someone wakes us up. Luckily she's got the nice "okay samantha it's time to get up now". I normally get "BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP" OR it seems to happen a lot but I hear this: "BOOTY BOOTY BOOTY BOOTY ROCKIN' EVERYWHERE ROCKIN' EVERYWHERE". That is a scarier thing to hear when you wake up.I suppose "GET UP THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE" might be a wee bit worse though.
I really have nothing to say. I looked up some of the videogames Sarah was talking about on google. I guess I'll have to rent them from Blockbuster. I'm anxious to get on that little bus, yes a little bus, and go to school. So boring now. lauren's gone, Samantha's not even here to fight with. Wilson people are in school, Ya'll in school. Basically its just my mom and I running errands. Like today we went to Quakertown. Laughed at these older women who had no idea what the hell they ordered at applebees, like Mashed Potatos. We both nearly fell asleep in the grocery store. I got lost there too. I wandered around determined to not began shouting "MOM! WHERE ARE YOU!?!?!". Sadly my determination ended after what seemed like 15 minutes (really about 3 at most). Of course when she comes to me she's like "what the hell are you screaming about? I've been following you the whole time".
Ugh. and that was highlights of my day. Aside from lauren demanding I pick out an outfit for tomorrow like its a ceremony or something. I went along with it and elegantly threw together a panic! at the disco tee, some basic dark wash jeans, and converse...ooooo crafty!. I really don't care..It's just school. I mean I wore the same hoodie basically everyday in 8th grade, though that's a better example of how I get really into something then burn myself out on it...remember my little taco addiction? Now I can't stand the taste of a taco. Much less wear that hoodie again.
I guess I should repaint my nails. They're chipped into oblivion. It looks like I hve a fungus rather than having paint on my nails. I guess it doesn't help that its green. Lincoln Park after Dark seems like a nice color. Besides if it chips *pulls out sharpie*
well I believe its time to straighten my lovely spazzed out dehydrated, coloured locks and then hit the hay for some ZZZ's.

"It's LOVE. Make It Hurt."

0 Listen @ 8:35 PM

Poster: Sarah
Mood: Sickeningly Random
Music: Your Not Here - Melissa Williamson
Movie: Silent Hill
Book: The Haunting of America

So i'm sick, and have no real tact in my writing, at least for the moment, so you all get a completely random jumble of words cause my advil just kicked in!

Arn't ya'll lucky?

its pretty simple actually, my meds wore off around lunch leaving me in a really bad kind of stooper. My mind started to wonder, i fell asleep a few times, and some pretty scary ideas popped in and out of my head like popcorn.

For example, i am on the biggest DMC3 kick its not even funny, so much so that i started giggling about a GMV (Game Music Video) i watched last freakin' night. Only, i did it in the middle of Learning Stradagies and my teacher just had to bring the entire class to my moment of insanity. But does that stop me? Never, and i shrug my shoulders before putting my head on my desk with a thud. Thats the end of that, except for my uncontrollable giggling and humming.

And what was the cause of all this, you might wonder?

SIBLING RIVALRY

Remember that video game i wrote ya'll about last time, the one with the hot shirtless guy i seemed so fasinated with? Technically, he doesn't wear a shirt at all during the entire game, but he does wear a red trench coat that i'd just love to get into. Thats Dante, son of the dark knight Sparda yada yada don't wanna bore you to tears with the details of being a half demon and the like having to save the world. You know, just the normal stereo type. Well, he has a twin brother, equally as smexy, and the two fight. A lot. Bloody war-fare type deal here.

To add insult to injury, its N'sync and i know every word.

Sadness.

Also, random things about the meaning of towls in Hitch-Hikers Guide to the Galaxy.

Wikipedia is bad for me. i know so much random trivia about Devil May Cry its down right scary. Like how in all versions of Devil May Cry 3 the voices were done in English. And Vergil's Voice Actor is done by Daniel Southworth. Not ringing any bells? Try Eric Myers the Quantum Rangers from Power Rangers Time Force; i kid you not, a power ranger. i've also come to realize that Melissa Williamson is everywhere; not only is she in DMC3 as Nevan, and in just about every other anime i've ever fallen in love with, she also sings 'Your Not Here' from Silent Hill.

*fan girl sqeal*

And another thing; i am reading everyones posts. i'm just in one of those moods where i'm afraid that anything i might say in a comment will only end up making an ass out of myself.

♥ [Sarah] ♥

0 Listen @ 8:45 PM

Poster: Megan
Music: the sounds of The Cheetah Girls 2 upstairs
Mood: worried and pissed.

Is there a family curse that I am not aware of? Is everything supposed to go to shit all at once?
Why in the fuck did we move to Pennsylvania if my dad is just destined to loose his job? We were fine in Florida. But then he decides he's bored and pulls us all up here. Yes I may like certain qualities about it but if it's going to end up like this...was it worth it?
Apparently there's a new chick there who doesn't have need for my dad and they might relocate him somewhere else within the company. If they don't find anything, my family is fucked. What if he never gets a new job? There are so many what if's running through my head right now, I can't even focus on things. Ariel typed like 10 responses and my brains just won't let my hands type anything.
The biggest what if is mainly "what if my looses his job then walks out on us again". I don't think I'd ever talk to him again if he did that to my mother. She's still so distraught about when he cheated before. In a way, I wish she'd just up and leave him. She's so sure that he's going to be asking for a divorce any day now...I don't get why she won't just end it. She's miserable! She's constantly throwing up because of the stress and it kills me to watch her cry and be so sick.
Mom wants me to start praying to god. But honestly, I don't see the point. I suppose that after most of the stuff that's happened in my life, a lot you don't know,some would have this revival and put trust in god. But its only made me less of a believer in anything. I've never been one of those "oh its bound to happen so I'll just let it" kind of people and that's all religion seems to be only "-because God is the one who is making it happen and he has a plan for me" is added to that last phrase. I think you make your own luck and need to make your own choices in this world. Even if there is a god with a plan for you, make up your own damn mind about how you want your life to be. You've never met this guy and you're trusting him?
Whatever. I think you need to trust yourself first and do everything on your own terms no matter how many people you piss off, its your life. You have 80-90 years...don't let others have influence over your decisions. Beat your own damn drum!.

I guess I'm done ranting and if I want my parents to stay together, I guess I can do my best to be a little less of a pain in the ass so they aren't in such hostile conditions. Now if my other 2 sisters can follow suit...maybe we'll at least sticktogether.

Aww such a happy ending to my rant. Now that doesn't happen to often.

0 Listen @ 6:34 PM