Its getting old

This fighting with your thing is getting old mom. If we were together I"d break up with you. I know my responeses to some of your actions are immature and not as diplomatic as I act in other aspects of my life, but I feel as though you don't listen to me at all, I feel as though your never proud. I"m tired if you acting like I"m a failure. THats how you act.

Dad laughs and tells me I'm a stupid dramatic teenager. When dad does that I Think he can go fuck himself.

Today I think you can do the same thing. Or at least try doing what I do for one day. One day thats all I ask. Then you'd see. Then you would stop and i could finaly breath again.

So this is written to you mom. Not because I hate you, Or will stop loving you, but becuase quite frankly, I gave up getting along with you a long time ago when I realized the compramises were too great.

I'm not sure if I'm proud of that or not. I know you sure arnt, but then again you never are.

To You and to Me: In the Future

I hope that one day you look back at this and regret your decision. I hope your always left with "What If?"

I also hope that one day I look back at this and can't remember what I'm talking about.

Girl Unobstructed

These are my feelings without digging into them too much. This is what surface level Virginia thinks would be fun, and add to her quality of life, or perhaps just storys. This is what happens when you put someone in a math class 2.5 levels below their proper level.

I'm tired of giving Natile rides places. She's nice and kinds and a good christian but she is using me to ride with Kyle and its frusrating. Not on any deep level, I'm just tired of her assuming I want to give her a ride. She has not asked and its been two days in a row.

I'm tired of Kyle taking advantage of me. Never thought I"d say that. Ever. Its not big, its not gargantic. He's just grumpy unless he's with Natile, and I don't want to be their chaperone.

I think Andrea needs to shut up about West Point. She can tell people she wants to go but I don't want her telling people about me. They'll figure it out soon enough if I go through with it.

I want physical contact. It might sound slutty, but I don't care. I want to make out and I want it to not mean that much. I want it to be an enjoyable but not perfect experience that was only for the benifit of having some fun.

I do not like being in a goverment class with Derek. You can figure out the reasons.

I DO like it when guys take second looks. I DO like getting numbers from people on vacation. I will never call them nor would I really want to be in a relationship with any of these people, nor would I do the afformentiond random makeout thing with them...but it passes the time.

I can't do a pull up.

OOOOOOOH! ANd your new car is nice. So is your new phone. So is your expensive video game systems, music collection, and comic book habit. PLEASE stop saying I"M the spoiled one.

The new

I don't care about cloths, or hair, or boys, or silly fights, or slow drivers, or bad softball days or fat days or bored days or rain or lack of sleep.

I care about people. I care about love. I care about others. I care about spending money on things that are important, on things that can help people. I care about the challange. I care about doing the best we can. I care about America. I care about the world.

Let my senior year be the best one yet.