tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918416675274134622024-03-05T21:21:34.298-08:00I'm 99.9% Sure He Doesn't Like Me. But Its The .1% That Keeps Me Going.HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-61993276034238302552009-04-15T17:16:00.000-07:002009-04-15T17:19:15.653-07:00HeyHey guys. I made a completely fresh start! Go to my new blog and forget this one. CrazedGuineaPig.Blogspot.Com. Theres the adress. =D So please go to that blog and forget about this one and please follow my new blog.<br />The only reason im making a new blog is because I messed up this account really bad in a way I cant explain. =( so please go to my new blog. It explains everything in the post. =) Sorry I can;t explain more I'm so tired...<br /><br />_HaNdPrInT_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-14435560197309946342009-04-15T15:50:00.001-07:002009-04-15T15:50:30.098-07:00Alright. I'm moving my blog! I'll tell you where in a bit...HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-86077460408415623792009-04-15T15:04:00.001-07:002009-04-15T15:04:48.777-07:00Can you guys help me?Plz help! I reverted to the old classic blogger layout and now I can't get back to the original!! Please help meeeeeeeeee I'm scared.HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-11683537216442383342009-04-15T10:12:00.000-07:002009-04-15T13:20:54.637-07:00♥ My life is so boring and I'm ugly and weird but God loves me! ♥<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRvJZYgBd_cF-z0IhOiH7GCUMxNIc3mbDgrA5A_LG-suPTRhcyAIz9W2nTCHGnndUHA-L5SWtOr7aL0aARAnxo1t6JVUILpHnzSdoedtGuHEvYtFq6xu-yJ-abpy4J_FUdXdU9f_3D9og/s1600-h/206413424TL5808291901.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324968137630281874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRvJZYgBd_cF-z0IhOiH7GCUMxNIc3mbDgrA5A_LG-suPTRhcyAIz9W2nTCHGnndUHA-L5SWtOr7aL0aARAnxo1t6JVUILpHnzSdoedtGuHEvYtFq6xu-yJ-abpy4J_FUdXdU9f_3D9og/s320/206413424TL5808291901.jpg" border="0" /></a>Although things haven't really been going that well, I'm trying to make the best of things. My mind has been bothering me ALLOT. It keeps telling me things that tear me up. Last night it was practically chanting that Alex hates me. But I know that he doesn't hate me know, because he hugged me LOTS at church :D SUPER DUPER HAPPY FACE!!!!!!!!!!! Also URI IF YOUR READING THIS YOUR AWESOME!! Also Emma, Jill, James, and anyone else who I forgot. I love you guys so much. Ok...so not much has been going on. I got a new cage for the guinea pigs...and they love it! There's a little ramp and Kyoko loves climbing it Tee-Hee!!! Right now I'm listening to Fearless by Taylor Swift. As you can tell it's making me happy. :D This is the first time in awhile that I've felt good. And I've wanted to cut so bad, but then I imagine Alex's face and also God's, and it makes me want to stop and just think about whether or not it would be worth it. And I honestly don't really know why I'm so cheerful. Maybe it's because I've been sleeping in and I'm not tired or something...maybe it's because my sister smells fruity for some reason and is dancing while I'm writing this. LOL my brother is sorda in time out right now. He has to clean his room. OH and I have to tell you guys something. Ok I was at Sunday school and Alex came in and we were all talking about Adam and Eve. It was cool. All these weird questions came up and MY weird question was what if God is a girl? I mean what if He is? That would be cool. Hey look up the song God Is A Girl. That song made me wonder if he was. Ugh this post is so boring. It's just me rambling. There's nothing good that goes on in my life it's so boring. Sunday is the most exiting day of my life, seriously. And that's kinda lame. Hey and do any of you own guinea pigs that fling their poop? Just wondering because I want to know if thats normal. I also got my stitches out. It itches so bad though. I showed Alex my leg at Sunday School and you could tell that he was concerned, it really made me happy. It was funny, There was a crowd of kids around me, asking me if my leg was ok. It made me feel IMPORTANT and LOVED and I haven't felt that in forever. I've been trying to respect my family better and I still don't feel loved or respected back. And that sucks...you know...I'm trying so hard and I'm not getting anything back. HAHAHAHAHAHAH HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lol have any of you heard of Lash Blast? ITS ONLY THE BEST MASCARA IN THE WOOORLD HA!!!!!!!! And I'm sorda saving up for Lash Blast ultra. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! Kyoko is sitting on my lap this very moment and she keeps sniffing me. Oh no now I smell fruity too...geez I'm such a geek and weirdo and I'm so fat and ugly but God loves me and that makes everything ok. And YAYAYAYAYAYAYA I CANT WAIT TO SEE ALEX AGAIN!!!! his dad is a preacher. I love his dad. :) Well I gotta go. ABCDEFG THE GUMMY BEARS ARE AFTER ME ONE IS RED ONE IS BLUE THE OTHER ONE JUST STOLE MY SHOE WHEN I CATCH HIM I WILL SUE THEN I WILL GET BACK TO YOU!!!<br /><br />_HaNdPrInT_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-75854856837644687382009-04-06T17:31:00.000-07:002009-04-06T18:06:31.133-07:00I Got Stiches!! I couldn't get a pic of it on here though...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBLCwE27fH9rcGWMqkxQneZyZhkOg5sbbSsVoUiVcBNqatRZaXtof0fgydGk4jbafaoiczqMMrmDm_w2anuocDHmXByJ3wc6k2K02aTtxdieQ6DXgjlcdDB56GwLSmUCU6sPPe0XR-pOM/s1600-h/2320896634_9cccf58b2d_o.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321743459468259394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBLCwE27fH9rcGWMqkxQneZyZhkOg5sbbSsVoUiVcBNqatRZaXtof0fgydGk4jbafaoiczqMMrmDm_w2anuocDHmXByJ3wc6k2K02aTtxdieQ6DXgjlcdDB56GwLSmUCU6sPPe0XR-pOM/s320/2320896634_9cccf58b2d_o.jpg" border="0" /></a> It was so awesome!! My stitches I mean...Ok so I was at youth group and it was raining and being the crazy, dumb, and weirdo girl I am I decided I wanted to dance in the rain. But as I was running outside I slipped on the tile and this metal thing on the side of the wall went into my leg. I didn't know I was bleeding or that I was even really hurt until someone pointed out that my leg was gushing out blood. It was sooo much blood...I stained the carpet up pretty bad too. So they were trying to make the blood stop, and they did and I didn't cry one bit!! Well until they told me that I needed stitches. I really like the smell of hospitals, and the people there are usually so nice. But I don't like it when they poke things into me or touch me or anything like that. That's why I hate shots. I know that sounds stupid coming from a person who has cut herself before on purpose, but I guess as long as I'm the one cutting or poking myself with a sharp object, I don't really care. Lol while I was sitting on the chair and they were putting pressure on my leg, I kept on asking for Alex because I really wanted to see him. But I can't believe I started bawling just because I didn't want to get stitches...but I didn't like the idea of thread going INSIDE of my leg. Ugh they kept on saying that Alex was busy...that sucked. Lol this is what I sounded like: "P-Please I-I reeeeally need to see A-Alex...I n-need to see him!" =_= CALLIE'S A BIG WHINY BABY HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok lol anywayz...My mom came and you know my friend Aly, right? Well she came with me to the hospital and when I got in the waiting room I saw this one chunky emo girl who was crying and I felt so sorry for her. That's also why I don't like going to hospitals because I feel sorry for those people there for weeks. I also saw this other girl crying and clutching her stomach and she looked anorexic. I'll be praying for her. LOL YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN ME AND ALY THOUGH!!! We were laughing about EVERYTHING. When they took my blood pressure, the machine was making this little beeping noise and me and Aly were cracking up! And as you know, hospital equipment makes lots of beeping noises, so we were laughing allot. The nurse kept looking at me funnily but she thought it was cute. And then when we got to the room I had to put on this gown and I have a big butt so I was ashamed LOL and also I felt naked :P And I kept on asking if the stitches were going to hurt and the nurse kept on saying no. Then they put numbing jell on my leg and let it sit there. Then the doctor came in and that doctor was so CUTE!!!!!!! He was handsome and adorable. Lol it reminded me of house. Then he stitched me up and I didn't watch but I wish I did. But my stitches are so cool and freaky at the same time. Whooooooooooo ok just thought I'd share that story with ya. Also I'm bored and my leg kinda hurts. But anyways...Thanks for reading this if you did :). Love you guys! Hey and also I might not post in a while after this post cuse nothing exciting will probably happen for awhile...geez my life is so boring...byyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee<br /><br />_HaNdPrInT_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-9225848110596616742009-04-03T18:50:00.000-07:002009-04-03T19:45:20.515-07:00I Feel Like A Voo-Doo Doll...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-krBiAedg3O95F07ch4Yl3DQ8QVYsOjc33B0rt3dajsZRDPiTkvBY7V1-IrEvUPbKpdXIlJXYzWuKqhMCZmHVWcnTV9RUaa_a9ReLxKPSEeADLyNv0OW6jAI-pq5Yb_-xEtk26MZsEvk/s1600-h/2333312690_6e1fbace99.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320659636939156722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-krBiAedg3O95F07ch4Yl3DQ8QVYsOjc33B0rt3dajsZRDPiTkvBY7V1-IrEvUPbKpdXIlJXYzWuKqhMCZmHVWcnTV9RUaa_a9ReLxKPSEeADLyNv0OW6jAI-pq5Yb_-xEtk26MZsEvk/s320/2333312690_6e1fbace99.jpg" border="0" /></a>Life totally sucks right now. And I've tried so hard not to cut and its a miracle I haven't. Seriously, I am so so thankful to God, because I made a promise I wouldn't cut again. But when I say I feel like a voo-doo doll I mean that I feel like I'm being jerked around, and everyone is making my decisions for me. And it's so frustrating. And you know about Jason? Well he is totally avoiding me. Maybe it's because I've been hanging around him too much. And Jeff is grounded. Jesse hasn't been a problem. And gosh I can't wait to see Alex again at church because I feel so put together when I'm around him. He makes me feel happy about life. Hey and maybe all this anxiety and depression is because I had to change my medicine around, but on the up side I haven't been eating as much. Eating allot was one of the side affects on my other medicine and also bed-wetting. And also for the first time in awhile I actually feel like writing on my blog, and the words are actually coming out and I remember everything. Maybe it's cuse I need to vent. Oh ya and Jason said he doesn't like emo or goth girls lol and he thinks I'm emo. But I'm not I'm just in love with the color black. My friend Elizabeth says that black reminds her of the devil and hatred, but it's exactly the opposite with me. I feel so happy and safe with the color black, and also blue. I don't like orange, yellow, or anything really bright like that AND I HATE PINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Red is ok, it reminds me of blood and that's cool lol. Whoo I don't know what else to write about. I just can't wait to see Alex!!!!!!!!!!! I actually count the days down which is pretty pathetic, but he just makes me so happy. And he skateboards. I wanna skateboard so baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad. It looks so fun and allot of people I know can do it. Hey hey hey hey hey HEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm gonna tell you fav bands!!! WOOT. Ok...Bullet For My Valentine, Three Days Grace, Skillet, Breaking Benjamin, Coheed and Cambria, BarlowGirl, Fall Out Boy, and I really like Krystal Meyers....my fav TV shows are Law and Order, CSI, House, and Flapjack. BLEH this is all so boring, I'm boring you guys out ARENT I!!!!???? Maybe if I went to public school and If my mom didn't read my posts there would be more interesting stuff!!!! Ew not gross stuff :P. Anyways...I don't know what else to write about. I wanted this to be a really long post but I don't know if it's gunna be...OH I KNOW IM GONNA SHOW YOU MORE CUTE ICONS OK:::::::::::::::: <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLC3jN9eWYEG1huKKulmX0b5G_6zsjCZe9FBIR37lviUNCaFeuX85U6BBMZ4gxIuH114zOBaXslQtG0FVL01dr8VxiwiKlN-TGIgDKFt0qep-TSIInctC882R6aLMAHaT3b_hmj20otG4/s1600-h/fd80692d9c42fd28a4885a87dd59d2ec.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320657597797543506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLC3jN9eWYEG1huKKulmX0b5G_6zsjCZe9FBIR37lviUNCaFeuX85U6BBMZ4gxIuH114zOBaXslQtG0FVL01dr8VxiwiKlN-TGIgDKFt0qep-TSIInctC882R6aLMAHaT3b_hmj20otG4/s320/fd80692d9c42fd28a4885a87dd59d2ec.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNXxkyUqIZleJN_DYsMCpab8vvlu5ijfVkOWA8ZzMvAWNuB88iuk7PC4Giz3D0Mu0DiMBPwEtx6l8ze3P9adALAKHhIBRre9_szCm5XsQsW9wg8aAW4ADRMydE03snLsOgw8Cxjo6Ue6M/s1600-h/af5b0e746d1b8c8e74d82a9d505fde4b.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320657069692379170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNXxkyUqIZleJN_DYsMCpab8vvlu5ijfVkOWA8ZzMvAWNuB88iuk7PC4Giz3D0Mu0DiMBPwEtx6l8ze3P9adALAKHhIBRre9_szCm5XsQsW9wg8aAW4ADRMydE03snLsOgw8Cxjo6Ue6M/s320/af5b0e746d1b8c8e74d82a9d505fde4b.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PRNBZZUJpRNiwVPPlGaIkuw9423JzfZl_YdFtWhFV3eSRiyG6Y9XqyBEkj0_ZxvPnJQLNataXpavQzQE8dFmyNMXkH9X0HT9zLt4SMjRVCTfrEPO_I0EUAwUag2SO41jHaQEnFvqYZU/s1600-h/b63622c70a06775cfe050c23823275ff.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320657228059763602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PRNBZZUJpRNiwVPPlGaIkuw9423JzfZl_YdFtWhFV3eSRiyG6Y9XqyBEkj0_ZxvPnJQLNataXpavQzQE8dFmyNMXkH9X0HT9zLt4SMjRVCTfrEPO_I0EUAwUag2SO41jHaQEnFvqYZU/s320/b63622c70a06775cfe050c23823275ff.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj23ExTLDMGkVb-kiZF2sXS9SQ0vL7CUFHZQcQ9kU0nW9PQcc1WTLUm_groVkKd3Fa1mmXr7rnmPTrumJDCsbgFScXlZ5g_wGpRwKeHFFxjV937GHokVACAz4nhaIPd8_Otl5STYO62hyI/s1600-h/38d300ab5ee57a1d84d982adac7c531c.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320657599529619026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj23ExTLDMGkVb-kiZF2sXS9SQ0vL7CUFHZQcQ9kU0nW9PQcc1WTLUm_groVkKd3Fa1mmXr7rnmPTrumJDCsbgFScXlZ5g_wGpRwKeHFFxjV937GHokVACAz4nhaIPd8_Otl5STYO62hyI/s320/38d300ab5ee57a1d84d982adac7c531c.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwih2a3fttz3PvabX2VwYo_2LUXV5raGFjqLr5TA9QCJNb351XIx20-TGzib7aPuDuySeMHFkVc3ftfDr5s0hKbz9u4kA_nNAQMaFarm2nS1euHjnrxks8DercTPVBuV-g04IQXaG2-Cs/s1600-h/0931fdcecaa1d77d05871fbff22f164c.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320657602513243538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwih2a3fttz3PvabX2VwYo_2LUXV5raGFjqLr5TA9QCJNb351XIx20-TGzib7aPuDuySeMHFkVc3ftfDr5s0hKbz9u4kA_nNAQMaFarm2nS1euHjnrxks8DercTPVBuV-g04IQXaG2-Cs/s320/0931fdcecaa1d77d05871fbff22f164c.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuA4PTxqewgqrFZSfPiA5BnPHLRWhcnjHgiLNM1kM-Up3eZvP8PphUpqX_yclgy6gibMq0_HlrWIiWhzH9pb4Yo8gXBU2Uv-Epq1kTkZjaV6rU4thuXF4BdaCcNvNTcLXnHFFVAU2daw/s1600-h/3ccd3899f6cceb05290dd197f9f78958.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320657604290995826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuA4PTxqewgqrFZSfPiA5BnPHLRWhcnjHgiLNM1kM-Up3eZvP8PphUpqX_yclgy6gibMq0_HlrWIiWhzH9pb4Yo8gXBU2Uv-Epq1kTkZjaV6rU4thuXF4BdaCcNvNTcLXnHFFVAU2daw/s320/3ccd3899f6cceb05290dd197f9f78958.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div>Ya I know their dark just like the other ones, but not AS dark...anywayz, this is a long enough post I guess so I better go. Bye...Oh ya and I wanted to show you guys the lyrics from Krystal Meyers, The Situation. It's real touching...so here it is:</div><div>She’s finding love in the back of a car when is it too late? Have they gone too far? She’s having trouble drawing the line, But she knows she wants to feel beautiful. She struggles finding self-respect, She’ll wake up feeling regret, Her purity's been compromised, But she knows she wants to feel beautiful. A promise made to treasure, You don’t have to give it away, Falling for the pressure You can’t mend a vow when it breaks, Explain your hesitation, Jesus can be your escape, Don’t taint the situation, This love was made to wait.~ He's living life out on the edge, Gotta make a move, Move it onto the bed, Temptation whispers in his head: Believe the lie Suck it up and be a man. He'll trade her heart For a trophy, Put it on the shelf, So his friends can see,He has what it takes to get what he wants, Tonight’s the night Suck it up and be a man! What’s wrong? I can see the fear behind your eyes.You’re scared you might walk away unsatisfied. God's love Is the only love to fill the void, He's reachin’ out Just turn around And hold on! </div><div>Awwwww...so wait until your married everyone, K?</div><div> </div><div>_HaNdPrInT_</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-84557317738149492172009-03-26T18:23:00.000-07:002009-03-27T13:36:57.655-07:00Really long post but because I haven't posted in awhile :D<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibKLbr2lIFhIdq3G7F3LPCFKc9kNVymLX1iX14JuYh4oW-RXblBYGVm-A2aEd6_woxzmy6AHYkot1zI1RJp3PoeSmdv73La8W6dK5U5jvBs0e9qb225gTe7CUVy6PS_WCfAOklkb0NbaY/s1600-h/486218368_80166436d6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317946919006395186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibKLbr2lIFhIdq3G7F3LPCFKc9kNVymLX1iX14JuYh4oW-RXblBYGVm-A2aEd6_woxzmy6AHYkot1zI1RJp3PoeSmdv73La8W6dK5U5jvBs0e9qb225gTe7CUVy6PS_WCfAOklkb0NbaY/s320/486218368_80166436d6.jpg" border="0" /></a>Yay I made some new friends!! Haha...their names are Jason and Jeff. They live really close to me and their really nice. I like them allot, their funny and my friend Elizabeth says that she thinks they like me :) Today I went over to Jason's house and watched him and his dad fix up this cool little motercycle...they have LOTS of bikes. Jason really likes Jesse the guinea pig. And Jesse likes him too LOL. Then Jeff came over (gosh I really want him to teach me to skatebourd) and we went to this little boy's house named Jesse and he LOVES Kyoko, his family liked the guinea pigs. I feel so much more happy now that I have some friends, and I don't feel guilty about not going to high school. But I still have been having anxiety at night and it bothers me allot. But since I've been watching House and also Law and Order at night it's been distracting me so I won't feel bad. And that helps allot. Geez I don't know what else to write about. There's allot that's been going on but whenever I get to the computer I loose all that I was about to say and it's so annoying. And have any of you seen the commercial for The Haunting in Conneticut? I know I shouldn't watch scary movies because it kicks up my anxiety but that movie looks really good. And really scary LOL. I also really want to see The Other Boleyn Girl but it has lots of unnessisary sexual stuff in it and they twist the whole story about the Boleyn's around. I know ALL about the Boleyn's and King Henry VIII...ya and you can go ahead and call me a geek for being obsessed with the kings and queens back then but I don't really care. :) Anyways...well I'm grounded because I jumped on my friends trampoline and my parents say that that if I ever jump on a trampoline only two people can be on it. And that's a stupid rule. If I get hurt it should be my own <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkOxfifytbXaP7X4QoR1aZ78jWM28RZOHfyUoobzRk5-iDnoBMOrS3xz8w_vPqZTQ23OTY-QeS60SDSi0V1OG-Xg4d9y0_KwbwN8cpQN0RwChGDJ2z389LNBsLCeLM7bkDJDx0Xia1SuI/s1600-h/nothingneverything.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317946763615283746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkOxfifytbXaP7X4QoR1aZ78jWM28RZOHfyUoobzRk5-iDnoBMOrS3xz8w_vPqZTQ23OTY-QeS60SDSi0V1OG-Xg4d9y0_KwbwN8cpQN0RwChGDJ2z389LNBsLCeLM7bkDJDx0Xia1SuI/s320/nothingneverything.gif" border="0" /></a>problem. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieeiQuz_43PTNZKEeNCAkSyRSZ50PChlps6xmRTuFLOzoiqLpQATYeMslJqwgnAmA1JdLm7ewi6jjNDAdTPOOFf-j-AXQOlA8aC9Og1Pq57PokQ8wxHuAi37diiBzRYuCX_VqElN-ScMw/s1600-h/518591zwpjlaowdx.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317946065895764434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieeiQuz_43PTNZKEeNCAkSyRSZ50PChlps6xmRTuFLOzoiqLpQATYeMslJqwgnAmA1JdLm7ewi6jjNDAdTPOOFf-j-AXQOlA8aC9Og1Pq57PokQ8wxHuAi37diiBzRYuCX_VqElN-ScMw/s320/518591zwpjlaowdx.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhteDNq5A081Ic1r7SJ6-ZjFCWLM5gM-dtahlbmj5eFRhsX6SqcryfFJIcRYKEWGV8lR5yQZwamaBpdWRpnTIR2Ifu2HHAFhasbvjYMR00u7RZTeloEKuhRp8v-hr8pgFymumVZVCos3AQ/s1600-h/150.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317946168586527746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhteDNq5A081Ic1r7SJ6-ZjFCWLM5gM-dtahlbmj5eFRhsX6SqcryfFJIcRYKEWGV8lR5yQZwamaBpdWRpnTIR2Ifu2HHAFhasbvjYMR00u7RZTeloEKuhRp8v-hr8pgFymumVZVCos3AQ/s320/150.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv2dSb-sVbPTOhL9cBszuS6ulc_te3ZYmLcButnQ2bC_dxv0-ym-v7lNYoG4FrQImTqiYaRB1D-C1ezF8oy4mbCkTlyh1If_sZMWbfb2IpTtLgPyebz-PsiXXV6M_tTgR2duYK5oJccA4/s1600-h/9284.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317946277697114050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv2dSb-sVbPTOhL9cBszuS6ulc_te3ZYmLcButnQ2bC_dxv0-ym-v7lNYoG4FrQImTqiYaRB1D-C1ezF8oy4mbCkTlyh1If_sZMWbfb2IpTtLgPyebz-PsiXXV6M_tTgR2duYK5oJccA4/s320/9284.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5qCC8C_ca_r9gfngMHL4ORY7R9FCmkHnrjqANPVMImLvLhImC_Jlc6TMdkKuI7CtFLKLbW1rw63bxVJtukndpw2NCgcKLDM9z__dGS5wQSWJke7wE-JJI6ZVpp9nTnDn_pk71mpgSURI/s1600-h/doesnthurt.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317946403235932434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5qCC8C_ca_r9gfngMHL4ORY7R9FCmkHnrjqANPVMImLvLhImC_Jlc6TMdkKuI7CtFLKLbW1rw63bxVJtukndpw2NCgcKLDM9z__dGS5wQSWJke7wE-JJI6ZVpp9nTnDn_pk71mpgSURI/s320/doesnthurt.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAaqziTcv5kFmDn0uqHl0AGSkkFZd8_kCZ_4rw525h1j-b6QOl5hkj42P9cPxulSsYHe0xZ-bn94E1L8AALyjrPezfyCslYdwQkMHWOq7-BSCvZ2QA-geKQ7o3ADNoWaR0yM5YVVWi3Os/s1600-h/e7e02007a62e869c76f83fd5139a8608.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317946564830289490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAaqziTcv5kFmDn0uqHl0AGSkkFZd8_kCZ_4rw525h1j-b6QOl5hkj42P9cPxulSsYHe0xZ-bn94E1L8AALyjrPezfyCslYdwQkMHWOq7-BSCvZ2QA-geKQ7o3ADNoWaR0yM5YVVWi3Os/s320/e7e02007a62e869c76f83fd5139a8608.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ya those are my fav icons aren't they cute? I know their all depressing and stuff but I really like them more then the happy ones. O gosh I have to show you guys the lyrics to This is Halloween from The Nightmare Before Christmas, it's so COOOOOOOOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />♥♥♥♥<br />Boys and girls of every age Wouldn't you like to see something strange? Come with us and you will see This, our town of Halloween This is Halloween, this is Halloween Pumpkins scream in the dead of night This is Halloween, everybody make a scene Trick or treat till the neighbours gonna die of fright It's our town, everybody scream In this town of Halloween! I am the one hiding under your bed Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red! I am the one hiding under your stairs, Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair...This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song. In this town, don't we love it now? Everybody's waiting for the next surprise. Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can Something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll scream! Scream! This is Halloween! Red 'n' black, slimy green! Aren't you scared? Well, that's just fine. Say it once, say it twice, Take the chance and roll the dice, Ride with the moon in the dead of night! Everybody scream, everybody scream!! In our town of Halloween! I am the clown with the tear-away face, Here in a flash and gone without a trace. I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?" I am the wind blowing through your hair. I am the shadow on the moon at night Filling your dreams to the brim with fright...This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Tender lumplings everywhere, Life's no fun without a good scare. That's our job, but we're not mean in our town of Halloween. In this town, Don't we love it now? Everyone's waiting for the next surprise! Skeleton jack might catch you in the back, And scream like a banshee, Make you jump out of your skin!This is Halloween, everyone scream! Won't ya please make way for a very special guy? Our man jack is king of the pumpkin patch, Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King now This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song EVERYONE La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween! (etc.)<br /><br />Cool right?<br /><br />_HaNdPrInT_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-31297269251897076032009-03-19T18:29:00.000-07:002009-03-27T12:29:46.728-07:00"Wet Pants" The Cutest Little Story Ever...<div align="center"> "Wet Pants"</div><div align="center">LOL got it from another blog.</div><div align="center">Come with me to a third grade classroom... ..There is a nine-year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of a sudden,there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this has happened. It's never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it..When the girls find out, they'll never speak to him again as long as he lives.The boy believes his heart is going to stop; he puts his head down and prays this prayer, "Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from now I'm dead meat."He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look in her eyes that says he has been discovered. As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy's lap.The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself,"Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!" Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry out.All the other children are on their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk. The sympathy is wonderful. But as life would have it, the ridicule that should have been his has been transferred to someone else -Susie. She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. "You've done enough, you klutz! " Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boy walks over to Susie and whispers, "You did that on purpose, didn't you?"Susie whispers back, "I wet my pants once too."May God help us see the opportunities that are always around us to do good. Each and everyone one of us are going through tough times right now, but God is getting ready to bless you in a way that only He can. Keep the faith."When God Answers your Prayer He is increasing your Faith, When He delays, He is increasing your Patience,When He Don't Give U Anything, He has Something BETTER"</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Lol cute isn't it? Well I didn't have much to say for a post because nothing much has happened. So I just decided to put this on here instead of a regular post. But me and my family went to Kentucky :) Kinda boring there tho.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">_HaNdPrInT_<br /></div><div align="center"></div>HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-88370733057113858422009-03-08T18:07:00.000-07:002009-03-08T18:56:57.605-07:00The Donut Man Will Come And Get All Of You Pie Lovers<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcIcowdR2SfpMm0BlRJlVkaqDRmYIEB0_MFwdOV6sl4BxecGgsY6HeiEpn0BEkt7GXHPTa9_6Nueg2Mftc7xV9H5tYIeb1QjYfSvt2s7m6eZwoSeiIqtDs0475xNx8OpvgwotDvYzNi_g/s1600-h/emo-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310989211797760066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcIcowdR2SfpMm0BlRJlVkaqDRmYIEB0_MFwdOV6sl4BxecGgsY6HeiEpn0BEkt7GXHPTa9_6Nueg2Mftc7xV9H5tYIeb1QjYfSvt2s7m6eZwoSeiIqtDs0475xNx8OpvgwotDvYzNi_g/s320/emo-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> This week has been much better, but I've still had a hard time with my depression. And you know how I told you guys how I've been gaining allot of weight? Well I think that's because of all the stress. Also at Church we did this little survey thing where the teacher asked you questions about your life, and how much stress and noise is in it, and I scored 85 which was the highest in the class. LOL There is NO silence, non-stop worrying and just so much NOISE!! One of the questions was do you wake up in the middle of the night worrying, and I was the only one who answered yes. That was probably one of the most touching and honest Sunday school classes I've ever had. Everyone now knows that I have depression and anxiety issues and that I have a therapist, and I didn't really want them to know that, but when I was talking it just all spilled out. Everyone was so silent and I got a few hugs and pats on the back. I don't like it that they feel sorry for me. It makes me feel pathetic and just like a baby. UGH THEY FELT SORRY FOR ME!!! I HATE that so much. Now they'll be treating me differently. They may treat me nicer but still....LOL I went to youth group tonight and we played broom ball. I said hi to everyone in the ice skating rink!! Some of my friends helped me. You know how I told you about Brock? Well he's supposed to email me...also when we where in the bus it made me think of school...you know before I was home schooled. I've been thinking about maybe I DO want to go to high school but I'm not sure. I just think that everyone should get a shot at high school because that's one of the biggest times in your life. I can't make up my mind. And my friend Aly is so sad that I probably won't go to high school, because her friends are all going to East high school and she's going to North. Only her friend Ashley is going to North and their not really that close. I wish I could be there for her so badly, I know how she feels, being alone. But she isn't really, all the guys like her, she's had like 15 boyfriends the past two years, and I've NEVER had a true boyfriend that actually cared for me. She had her freaking first kiss. I know I'm a little jealous, but most people would be. Haha I'm holding Kyoko she's sitting on my arm. I helped cleaned out my friend garage and also I spent the night at her house. It was so fun!!! WE were watching TV and this guy on there got mad at this other guy and he started screaming and he made this really funny face he LOOKED LIKE A CHICKEN MAN LOL LOL LOL!!!!!!!!! Now we bring up the chicken man whenever we need to make each other laugh. When we where cleaning out the garage though, she kept on pulling out stuff and kept on asking me if I wanted it, so I ended up keeping some lotion and body gel, some make up and some clothes. LOL she was basically shoving the things in my arms begging me to keep it. Her sister also gave me a purse. It's so pretty. Wow this was a long post...GOODBYE!!!<br />Also go to my Imeem page: <a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/PEhKu7Z"><span style="color:#993399;">http://www.imeem.com/people/PEhKu7Z</span></a><span style="color:#993399;"><br /><br /></span>_HaNdPrInT_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-72236143933569304392009-03-01T11:59:00.000-08:002009-03-01T12:30:19.883-08:00♥!!!~♥•My 50th Post!!!!!!•♥~!!!♥<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKV9w1zSCE8hZ4aPbZ8NHI0IQ_gQrLHUHQrtFeOqvDU2SbcHfEmrYLm_fnCPFQnD2KYX2ed1StH58E41WbHGIriZb6U-TERDFgfSkSTMt3lfCERDTzEwZiI44hcwliZkWzG_KDE5dU_PE/s1600-h/2960872951_deb37c87b2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308314404331269378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKV9w1zSCE8hZ4aPbZ8NHI0IQ_gQrLHUHQrtFeOqvDU2SbcHfEmrYLm_fnCPFQnD2KYX2ed1StH58E41WbHGIriZb6U-TERDFgfSkSTMt3lfCERDTzEwZiI44hcwliZkWzG_KDE5dU_PE/s320/2960872951_deb37c87b2.jpg" border="0" /></a> My sister got eye surgery. Wow, um that was straightforward but...anyways, she's better now. Now you might be wondering how my depression has been. Or you might be screaming at the computer because you DON'T want me to tell you, but I think I might tell you anyway. It's been Ok, but I've been having some anxiety attacks at night. Last night I didn't get to sleep until 6:30 in the morning!!!!! Maybe that's because I slept almost the whole day and I wasn't tired. But I was tired I just couldn't fall asleep. I don't really know what to talk about...I did know what to talk about but then when I sat down at the computer, I forgot all that I was going to say. Ugh my dad is being so annoying, he keeps on trying to see what I'm typing. The only person I feel comfortable with read my posts in this family is my mom and that's it. Oh ya and this is my 50th post!!! YAY YAY YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's allot of posts, I feel so professional!! Oh I think my mom is getting up, she's been sleeping. We've all been fighting colds. I've had a really bad cold and I'm still fighting it so I don't think I'll be going to youth group tonight. Also....ummmmmmm......haha my bra has been getting tighter. YAY I'M FINALLY GROWING THOUGH YOU PROBABLY DON'T WANT TO KNOW THAT HAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Like it's getting REALLY tight. Ok I wanna talk about guinea pigs. As you all know I have two guinea pigs named Kyoko and Jesse (short for Jessanah) and I love them so much! They have a floor time cage and I connected it to the cage my dad made (AND I HATE IT IT'S TOO SMALL!!!!) and they love it. But I took it apart because i made the floor all messy. Ewww. Why do the piggies have to poop so much!!?? My mom thinks its gross...it kinda is, but still EVERYONE has to poop...ok I'm grossing you out, right? First bra's, now poop? I'm sorry, I really am.<br />Oh ya!!! But here's a list of some more crazy things I've done!!! COMPARE: HAVE YOU DONE THESE THINGS????<br />Have you stayed awake the whole night until you saw the sun come up? (Yes) No<br />Have you watched six straight hours of TV? (New record!!) (Yes) No<br />Have you watched a movie three times in one day? (Yes) No<br />Have you watched an open-heart surgery on TV? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever punched your dad? (I'm not proud of this) (Yes) No<br />Have you ever fallen in the toilet? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever accidentally pushed your brother in the toilet? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever written a 41 page story on Microsoft word? (Yes) No<br />OK!!!!! My hands hurt. :D<br />Bye!!<br /><br />_HaNdPrInT_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-33939218142481215382009-02-23T18:39:00.001-08:002009-02-23T18:56:37.174-08:00Gravestones, Oreo's, Pouring Rain, And The Flu<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3J9bXyRrD1oBGMLUOWX_zeBHbZrPpAqGzAaeiL88KZ2S0E3dYjaGV86sP5Ih9NQKrPSXD-JHyWDN0A2dpzIUu4YQy6nlhtXyg1TeK1kEndBSibZL8kvVwazngj_9o9p4RrSi21VgO1g/s1600-h/2rze8as.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306188101742932498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3J9bXyRrD1oBGMLUOWX_zeBHbZrPpAqGzAaeiL88KZ2S0E3dYjaGV86sP5Ih9NQKrPSXD-JHyWDN0A2dpzIUu4YQy6nlhtXyg1TeK1kEndBSibZL8kvVwazngj_9o9p4RrSi21VgO1g/s320/2rze8as.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hey guys....I'm just gonna ramble here...I really love the rain. I mean it's so beautiful how it falls so gracefully to the ground. God did such a nice job creating the rain, and while lots of people frown on rainy days, those are the days that make me the happiest. And I probably drive my mom crazy too, because I don't think she likes rain as much as I do, and I'm so perky on those days. I remember when I was small, my parents dropped me off at church for the first time alone. They told me to behave and all that stuff. But all I ate for supper was a few Oreo cookies and afterword I went out and played in the rain until the preacher told me to come in. It was so funny, I was dripping wet!! And then the next day I got the flu. Also...please don't judge me, I'm NOT crazy. I talked to the tombstones there. I don't know why, I just got a feeling of comfort whenever I talked to them. They didn't answer or anything, but just that feeling that someone was there with me (I knew God was there, He is, the tombstones just felt like another friend to me somehow.) I didn't feel alone. I didn't have that many friend at church (well that was my old Church, now I'm at a different church, and I REALLY miss my old church, but I love this new one too.) But at youth group, all of the leaders treat me extra special, I can tell, and so can everyone else. No one is mean to me because of that, but they notice it. I asked Noah (One of my friends there) Why they do that. He told me because I'm special. I told him to define special, and he said that they know I have some sort of depression problems and also because I've hugged everyone there, and they think that's really sweet. But it kinda creeped me out, because I've never told Noah that I've had depression problems. Is it that obvious? I hope it's not. I mean, yea I remove myself from the room sometimes just to breath, but that doesn't mean I have depression. Maybe it's because he caught me crying in the hallway a couple of weeks ago. I don't know...Also I remember at my friend Aly's party, we went to the grave yard (We didn't do anything bad, I promise :D) And we went up to this morgue thing (I think that's what you call it) And there was a family buried in there. I have a huge fascination with gravestones, I love looking at the dates, the names, and so forth. I just LOVE them. My friends thought that was creepy though. They had to leave the cemetery really quickly cause they though they kept on seeing ghosts :P That's just ridiculous. Well...I'm really tired...so goodnight!!<br /><br />_HaNdPrInT_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-52381289739782600762009-02-23T06:48:00.000-08:002009-02-23T07:02:25.498-08:00Some wierd things I've done and YAY A happy post!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ndftpDin6H4jXL39EaiQ9YM6Q7Ekq1BmTOswP98IQAoSwELr1QT61lU_Nqc1VgGt8YaFJteelBQzNOEQKQo_vMjefzXcaGcYip64l4YYIG1O6aVTdVeQU42BfY0DUVSFCdk86AWLGnU/s1600-h/Death_To_Eggs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306005023022819378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ndftpDin6H4jXL39EaiQ9YM6Q7Ekq1BmTOswP98IQAoSwELr1QT61lU_Nqc1VgGt8YaFJteelBQzNOEQKQo_vMjefzXcaGcYip64l4YYIG1O6aVTdVeQU42BfY0DUVSFCdk86AWLGnU/s320/Death_To_Eggs.jpg" border="0" /></a> HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I FEEL GOOD RIGHT NOW!!!!! LOL I'm watching my bro and sis cause my mom is going to this parent teacher conference thing for my little sister. LOL I'm watching It's Me Or The Dog. Have you ever watched that? It's on Animal Planet Yeeesssss iiiiittttt iiiisssss. Alright. I'm gonna tell you another joke. Why did the cookie go to the Doctor? Cause he was all crummy that's why. HAHA. WHY DOES CHEESE TASTE SO GOOOOD? Why is the sky blue?? Alright! I'm gonna make a list of things that I've done, and you have to tell me if you've done any of those things! This is gonna be hard for all of you though because I've done some pretty crazy things. OK HERE WE GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />Have you ever eaten yogurt in the snow? (Yes) No<br />Have you memorized the whole Spongebob Squarepants Movie? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever eaten guinea pig food? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever worn clothes in the shower? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever danced in your underwear and the neighbors saw you by accident? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever tied your sister to a chair? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever burst into laughter in a movie theature? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever hugged a complete stranger? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever let a guinea pig lick your ear? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever eaten a whole bag of potato chips in less then a hour? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever gone a week without a shower? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever watched TV for 4 whole hours? (Yes) No<br />Have you ever licked the carpet? (Yes) No<br /><br />Alright there you go! and yes, you probably think I'm gross. :D<br /><br />_Handprint_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-87172838277243600312009-02-22T18:49:00.000-08:002009-02-22T19:11:44.988-08:00Annoyed, Angry, Depressed, AND ITS SO HARD TO TYPE RIGHT NOW!!! STUPID COMPUTER!! *Throws computer out window*<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivP0hje_a1Yphn8vpZQBuR-Mfyqwtywm_kZxL9VIVxMDhCFV-Ui4ufv7LTlQn_fS36nG5KpER3W7JLElQGXM9Albafe-vZvwth5203C6gxsxqZ6ZKOy7a8yi2KG0tc8D06LxSei1328DU/s1600-h/20a2e82ee69a959b118252619e721edb.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305820139305465986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivP0hje_a1Yphn8vpZQBuR-Mfyqwtywm_kZxL9VIVxMDhCFV-Ui4ufv7LTlQn_fS36nG5KpER3W7JLElQGXM9Albafe-vZvwth5203C6gxsxqZ6ZKOy7a8yi2KG0tc8D06LxSei1328DU/s320/20a2e82ee69a959b118252619e721edb.gif" border="0" /></a> Ok...my depression has been going off and on and it's really ticking me off. I keep on getting upset about random things and I keep on having to leave the room I'm in so I can just breath. I feel like I'm numb and I'm being suffocated. And my stupid computer keeps going slow. I feel like the poor care bear picture. Awww he's so cute when he's emo though. LOL one of the youth group leaders at church said that I looked so much more happier and that made me feel a little better. But I know I didn't feel as good as he made it sound. Also I made a friend named Brock and he's really sweet. I gave him my email. HAHA. I seriously don't know what to write about and that's making me even more mad and also I'm mad cause I don't know why but I keep on skipping letters when I write and I want to break something. Ugh ok I'm gonna tell you guys some dumb blonde jokes lol.<br /><div>There were two blondes and one of them came up to some tracks in he dirt. "Oh look, bear tracks!"she said gleefully. But the other blonde shook her head. "No, those are deer tracks." Then they got run over by a train. HAHA. Train tracks. Also: A blonde tried to commit suicide. But when the cops came to her house they saw bullet holes in the mirror. HAAAAHAAA that one's not really funny though. Also I want to tell you guys something. I feel kinda upset because It's so stupid that I just ramble about my life on here and I don't talk about anything or anyone else. I feel <span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"><span style="color:#3333ff;">selfish</span>.</span> That's also one of the things that keep worrying about. I can't stop worrying!! I feel mean and depressed and I just feel not really all that good Right now. But then I'll have another stupid mood swing and I'll feel ll happy again and then I'll be sad again. AND PEOPLE KEEP ON ASKING ME IF I'M EMO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't really mind people calling me that, but it's getting annoying. Ugh...........................and I hate this stupid gluten free diet that I'm on. But yea I sorta like it cause then I don't eat that much. You know I used to be a little bit anorexic? I didn't eat for a whole week. I'm tired. And annoyed.</div><div>Night...</div><div> </div><div>_Handprint_</div>HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-10785108369074495412009-02-17T08:26:00.000-08:002009-02-17T11:37:48.901-08:00SO HYPER AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *TWITCH* HAHAHAHAHAHA<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sLHsYNa56irBltd4ga_VeneLRhBnCI3aT4bqv2oVm15AN9K_q7HN0pGH4T1UdIIxTFogKQsi8_zPi3E2oVkHTJMpoCQs7c7_cC_MG3_GIcvnTeZLu6Wt_c2hjMecQH8Whsa4w0Y3Rtg/s1600-h/f587a8a8318ca42cbab381280c424f07.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303803774781556418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sLHsYNa56irBltd4ga_VeneLRhBnCI3aT4bqv2oVm15AN9K_q7HN0pGH4T1UdIIxTFogKQsi8_zPi3E2oVkHTJMpoCQs7c7_cC_MG3_GIcvnTeZLu6Wt_c2hjMecQH8Whsa4w0Y3Rtg/s320/f587a8a8318ca42cbab381280c424f07.png" border="0" /></a> HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH my hair is so bouncy!!! OK I know I'm hyper, but that's why I'm posting so I won't have another sad post!!!! I WILL HUG YOU!!!!! OMGOSH OMGOSH HAHAHAHAHA I HAVE A GUMMY BEAR ARMY!!!! I feel so hyper I think I'm gonna change my template and make it all bright and happy, IDK!!!!! I love pie!!!! I really love grasshopper pie, and NO IT DOESN'T HAVE GRASSHOPPERS IN IT!!! hahahahaha I love hugs hahah thats why I've hugged EVERYONE at my youth group!! I have the garage sale feeling right now I WANNA GO GARAGE SALEING!!! Ok...why did the chicken cross the road? Cuse he saw a piece of cheese puff on the other side of the road and yea he was a one legged chicken and he was like hopping over to the cheesepuff on the other side of the road and then this truck driver came and smashed into him and the truck drivers name was Steve and he was like OMGOSH IM SO SORRY YOU POOR CHICKEN it was so sad but don't worry the chicken didn't die it just lost it's last leg haha oh and the chicken's name was steve also and the chicken's cousin was named James and the chickens cousin's girlfriend was name SUPERCALIFRAGALISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS!!!!! OMGOSH ITS MY FRIEND'S BDAY 2DAY!! HES TURNING 11!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY JARED!!!! ok I'm gonna tell you more about that chicken!!! He absolutely HATES chicken soup and he likes Oprah and also Dr.Phil cuse he thinks that they have great tips and also he likes Elmo but I don't like Elmo cuse he's scary and his face drips off all the time and I'm not even making any sense but I'm typing so fast I can barely keep up with myself!!! Can you type fast!!?? HAHAHAHA I bet you can't!!! OK I'm doing a contest!! Whoever can tell the funniest joke gets...well I don't know what you get but I'll follow your blog if I'm not already wow I haven't put a period in here in a while this is just a really long sentence I think I'll put a period in here OK??? .......see???I put TONS of periods hahahahahahahahah ewwwwww i hate periods I like !!!!!!! YEA THOSE ARE COOL!!!! WOW THIS IS A LONG HYPER HAPP INTELLIGENT (NOT REALLY) CRAZY ICE CREAM SUGAR CUBE SPRINKLE BUN AHAHAHAHA POST AHAHAHAHA IM NOT MAKING SENSE BUT O WELL HAHAAHAHAHA I LOVE LAUGHING THIS IS SO FUN I'M S HAPPY I LOVE PLUTO WHY DID THEY SAY ITS NOT A PLANET IT IS HAHAHAHAHAH BYE!!!!!!!! <p>_HANDPRINT_ hahahahahah HAHAHAHAHAHA BWHAHAHAHAHAHA *twitch*</p>HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-30908116132660275312009-02-16T12:39:00.000-08:002009-02-16T12:52:25.698-08:00I Feel So Annoyed And Angry And I Don't Know Why<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZj3q0y606In4BpLySxWS8nPhaI5l5Nrme63vNZnra24uFKKkklg6JS3IN2_wIpAxlWWKgo1a4tOl-Xt6ILF8NHbdmrsiWRhkzZSRqoy7Wjf7VZra0qLIub5_mv7NEGXXqRqCwT1oorlo/s1600-h/BnW.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303498467408668130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZj3q0y606In4BpLySxWS8nPhaI5l5Nrme63vNZnra24uFKKkklg6JS3IN2_wIpAxlWWKgo1a4tOl-Xt6ILF8NHbdmrsiWRhkzZSRqoy7Wjf7VZra0qLIub5_mv7NEGXXqRqCwT1oorlo/s320/BnW.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ugh I feel terrible. I just want to blow up something >:( Geez I'm such a nudge. Someone could be having a perfectly fine, perfectly happy day, and then they go to my blog and get bummed out because of my posts. UGH I KEEP ON SPELLING THINGS WRONG!!! And m computer's going slow, and I can't find a good template for my blog...I feel so aaaaangry. Bleh...You know a boy at the library asked me if I was emo. LOL I told him yes and he looked scared. HAHAHAHA. Also I went ice skating and these three guys kept on asking me for my my space page and they were following me everywhere. I called them desperate jerks. Then they flipped me off. Also I joined this fan fiction website and i entered my Naruto story. lot of people like. JWEAFUIGRUKQEGFIUQEGEUWU I KEEP ON MESSING UP IN MY TYPING AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FEEL SO ANGRY GOSH I WANT TO BLOW UP A GIANT CHEESEBURGER OR SOMETHING AHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH gosh......whew I feel better now lol....here's a poem i wrote:<br />I Know It…Or Do I? I know you love me, I really, really do.You must love me,Because I love you too!When I look at you,It's hard to look away,When I'm right beside you, We always have to stay,When you sing to me softly,The words don't leave my head,They haunt me, and haunt me,Until I go to bed.You call me your girl,I call you my boy,But do we really mean it?….I don't think we do.We fight, We argue,We hit,And we twist,And I can't keep track Of all the different boys I've kissed.You flirt with other girls,You always drive them home,And on our anniversary, All you bought me was a comb.….But I love you, I do,But do you love me too?I'm having second thoughts On this relationship thing,I'll get back to you later…There's guy I'm supposed to meet;He's a cute Chinese guy that I met Named Ping……And where's your other girlfriend named Laura?Did you give her your famous "So Mora"?If you did………..I don't think I love you anymore. UGH it messed up. I copied and pasted from Microsoft word and it got all scrunched up...but oh well....i know its a terrible poem but...<br />i like pie...<br /><br />_Handprint_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-237507164672065872009-02-12T07:23:00.000-08:002009-02-12T07:33:24.922-08:00♥Some Love Poems And Sayings 4 Valentines Day!!♥<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeTxR8krc4bE6jFf4DmOlvPM9yv4xMh4Mt2TILo15rDJlGzDhGdQ4IKaS-km7gMLqETChXQgWItZYmGg3_yA17CfgWEFxTM55YsznyeIQqXCdQgw71Sl0OFiu0x6fco8mLRXW_1t0kK9M/s1600-h/emo-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301932234836112994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeTxR8krc4bE6jFf4DmOlvPM9yv4xMh4Mt2TILo15rDJlGzDhGdQ4IKaS-km7gMLqETChXQgWItZYmGg3_yA17CfgWEFxTM55YsznyeIQqXCdQgw71Sl0OFiu0x6fco8mLRXW_1t0kK9M/s320/emo-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> Yes, I know I used this picture again, I love it!! I'm deciding to do ANOTHER post because my last one was too sad and moody. :D<br /><br />So here are some cute love peoms and sayings. ♥ Just for Valentines Day!!<br /><p>You are what happened when I wished upon a star, You’ve made me realize that I’ve always been missing something I never even knew I wanted, It’s not that I can’t live without you, It’s that I don’t even want to try; When I first saw you, I was afraid to talk to you; When I first talked to you, I was afraid to like you; When I first liked you, I was afraid to love you; Now that I love you,I’m afraid to lose you ♥</p><p>Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence. ~David Byrne♥Love is a game that two can play and both win. ~Eva Gabor♥Poetry spills from the cracks of a broken heart, but flows from one which is loved. ~Christopher Paul Rubero♥We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love. ~Author Unknown♥You learn to like someone when you find out what makes them laugh, but you can never truly love someone until you find out what makes them cry. ~Author Unknown♥I ran up the door, opened the stairs,said my pajamas and put on my prayers -turned off my bed, tumbled into my light,and all because he kissed me good-night!~Author Unknown♥Nobody has ever measured, even poets, how much a heart can hold. ~Zelda Fitzgerald♥I love that smile of yours, So cute and loving. I love that voice of yoursSo deep and caring. I love those hands of yours, So warm and strong. I love yours eyes, So grey and shining. I love the beat of your heart...Cause my love for you increases, As your heart takes another beat. I love everything you are, Cause I know, you are for me!♥Boys are always confused by girls because we always expect too much and girls are always confused by boys because they dont always give what we expect.</p><p>Awww aren't those so cute!!?? Sorry it wasn't well put together, but my computer has issues 2day :P</p><p>Thanx 4 coming!! ♥♥♥ Happy Valentines Day!!!</p><p>_Handprint_</p>HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-10512987304856438712009-02-11T20:19:00.000-08:002009-02-11T20:39:01.812-08:00................ARGHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!..............<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeMAuohI_xvy7eScitw9jNaRGOjXjMfunhv796fG5-fmKxV5LCahWbJ-xIibYwHQhvm10AF2oGC8qJNAWZfHnjbal481YnPT8JSimr7RuE6wYTkoozycY4K1qdYGSXYb3ZXFn_3bYUlm4/s1600-h/emo-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301760876122238562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeMAuohI_xvy7eScitw9jNaRGOjXjMfunhv796fG5-fmKxV5LCahWbJ-xIibYwHQhvm10AF2oGC8qJNAWZfHnjbal481YnPT8JSimr7RuE6wYTkoozycY4K1qdYGSXYb3ZXFn_3bYUlm4/s320/emo-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hey guys...right now my depression is TERRIBLE. I feel angry and just terrible...I want to be more beautiful and I just want to live like I used to when I barely knew what depression was. And my mom is annoying me to death I just wanna throw a pie at her face!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!....And I've been eating ALLOT and I do that when I'm stressed and I absolutely HATE that. Right now I feel emo and mean and stupid and ugly and weird and just messed up. I've even been crying myself to sleep. I hate it. I hate all of this. This could be easily compared to hell. Well, maybe. <em>I'm falling inside the darkness. </em>That's a quote from a singer I like called Kerli Koiv...she's really cool, but she doesn't act as godly as she should...everyone thinks she's a Christian, and maybe she is, I don't know. I also like Skillet and Three Days Grace. They are Rock/Punk/Heavy metal..They are really cool. Hey, and you know what? Listening to music can change my mood. I can get constant mood swings by just listening to the radio. That's why I don't listen to the radio that much, because the songs remind me of difficult things and it makes me depressed. It's so annoying, because I don't feel normal when I have to AVOID the radio. Ugh my eyes are watering up right now just thinking about all of this stuff...Does everyone have this? Does every teenager go through this depression crap? I HATE IT!!! I'm NEVER HAPPY ANYMORE!!!! I just want to scream so badly, but no one will let me!!! I feel like I'm in THIS STUPID LITTLE BUBBLE!!!!! And it won't let me GO!!!! I'm so angry I want to hurt someone. And I hate hurting people. But I think I hurt EVERYONE when I'm like this, but I can't help it!! I hate that I have all this anxiety, because I'm afraid that one day when I tell my mom that I have anxiety, she won't believe me because it's been happening so long!!!! She doesn't even believe that I really have depression, but she has no idea was kind of hell I've been going through for the past through months. <strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">I AM NOT OVER EXAGGERATING</span></em></strong>. I am dead serious. I had to stop myself from going down stares, pulling out a freakin knife, and jabbing myself with it. I'm so sorry that you all have to hear this...I'm being so selfish putting this out here and probably scaring you guys, And if you don't want to talk to me that's fine. I'm even scaring myself. I know this isn't how God wants me to feel, and if He's trying to teach me something, then I'll learn it. I'll do ANYTHING for Him. I have definitely grown stronger in Him with all of this anxiety stuff. When I think of Him I feel affection. I know He cares for me, even though it feels like He doesn't sometimes. I try and act happy around everyone so they won't be affected, but it's hard. I try to act silly so I feel better, but it doesn't work anymore. It's scary, and I feel so alone. I HATE the word alone. It's so scary................Ugh bed time.<br />Later...<br /><br />_Handprint_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-73284464174841029342009-02-09T07:19:00.000-08:002009-02-09T18:45:28.455-08:00Feeling better, but my depression is still bugging me..but I did lots of fun things!! READ!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH9tvnPzglZkgvcB-L2_12j_IO-yt-_6c2wuXO8X4ptXRS9ce2_qYoJKzLF7EFy6p2gI2iUBR3hVSXCSAuN8NXpnTdFxeBvvH1Tv6YFrl6wV-OUAEOzVHD-19ubfrqWoRVXCh5onFUwp4/s1600-h/sorrow_byfreaky665.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300818634220420882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH9tvnPzglZkgvcB-L2_12j_IO-yt-_6c2wuXO8X4ptXRS9ce2_qYoJKzLF7EFy6p2gI2iUBR3hVSXCSAuN8NXpnTdFxeBvvH1Tv6YFrl6wV-OUAEOzVHD-19ubfrqWoRVXCh5onFUwp4/s320/sorrow_byfreaky665.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hey guys...my depression hasn't really been any better, but my anxiety has been better. Though last night I had trouble falling asleep. LOL have any of you heard of <span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">Fred</span>? He's this really funny guy on YouTube, and I think he's a Christian. LOL he's so funny! He's becoming famous. My friend Aly told me about him, and I love watching his little web shows. Hey, and do any of you feel like someone is <span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">watching you</span>, and they could jump out any second to get you? I feel like that. Maybe it;s cause I watched a little bit of <span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">Scary Movie 3</span>. Stay away from those movies you guys. I went to a B-Day party with Aly, and there was a girl there named Bree, and she really got on my nerves. She called me a baby when in the movie I hid my face cause there was this girl and her face was all twisted and green and it fell off. That would scare anybody who had <span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><span style="color:#3333ff;">depression and anx</span><span style="color:#3333ff;">iety</span></span> problems. She was really nasty too. She kept on saying that she was going over to her boyfriends house and do him. :P <span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">That's just gross</span>. And when we went in the grave yard to look at the baby tomb stones she kept on saying that she could see demons floating around the stones. it was annoying. She kept on cussing too, and she was so loud. <span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">She flipped off a police officer</span>. I'm glad he ignored her, or we would be in trouble. And we saw a dead squirrel on the side of the road and she picked it up...Ewwww....thr poor squirrel. LOL but Aly's sisters were so cute! She told me they were brats though LOL. But I would say the same thing about my brother, he can get REALLY annoying. Right now he's watching the <span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">Tigger Movie</span> Haha. My favorite is Piglet!! He's so cute!! But my ultimate fav is Tigger, cuse I think I'm just like him!! YAY!! Me and my mom went to <span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">Goodwill</span> and I got these cute PJ pants Haha I'm wearing them right now. I also got this cool shirt and a Beanie Baby, and a CD and a book. Then we went to San Suci (Another thrift store)<span style="color:#3333ff;"> And I got this beautiful BIG <span style="font-size:130%;">long dress for only 2 dollars</span></span>. LOL everyone was asking me if I was going to wear it to Prom. I also got<span style="font-size:180%;"> <span style="color:#3333ff;">ZoeGirl</span></span> which is an AWESOME Christian music band. I love them! I also got a blanket for the guinea pigs (AND THEY LOVE IT!!! AHHHHH!!!!) And some other cool stuff. I also went ice skating...<span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><span style="color:#3333ff;">I love ice skating. I've been doing it for 7 or 8 years</span>.</span> I met some of my old friends, and we had so much fun!! (Have I already told you this?) We put a wig on one of the guys and made his skate around asking all the guys if they were attracted to him it was so fun!! But I go some blisters on my feet..They still hurt :P...but that's oooooook.....geez I don't know what else to talk about...but go check out<span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"> <span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">Fred on YouTube</span></span>! You just type in Fred in the search thingy and you should find him. he's really funny and he's pretty clean. Bye!<br /><br />_Handprint_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-24856911936437656182009-02-06T09:54:00.000-08:002009-02-06T18:52:02.275-08:00I'm feeling better, but I still want to rip somebody's head off :P<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYyLQvUO65JfQHDPiAdUj57hJLsFZ8ss6mCeDJpfGADPrZO8X39ufEV0EKCTqXMc19pB3QCpF0n9SFGXEP_Sr4XOZ5MJkJRwZWVY_UW8l1lZECuH6k491QWvVAiUGvgMVBQCBHJnogEgY/s1600-h/4020gothique.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299744746654682434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYyLQvUO65JfQHDPiAdUj57hJLsFZ8ss6mCeDJpfGADPrZO8X39ufEV0EKCTqXMc19pB3QCpF0n9SFGXEP_Sr4XOZ5MJkJRwZWVY_UW8l1lZECuH6k491QWvVAiUGvgMVBQCBHJnogEgY/s320/4020gothique.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love this picture so much. I wish I could look like her. :D I'm doing better today but I'm still have <span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">flashes of depression and anxiety</span>. But thanks to all you guys, I'm feeling allot better. Your comments are very supportive, and I love you all! Do you <span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">like my new template</span> better? I accidentally messed up my other template, and I couldn't fine it again, so I just decided with this. I know it looks kinda plain, but i've given up on looking for the "perfect" background. It's such a waste of time. I hate that on Pyzam that when you get a template, it deletes all your <span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">widgets</span>. It's such a pain to put them back on. That's why i only changed my background when I was in a good mood. LOL sorry I talked about PMSing in my last post, that was kinda awkward. Gosh I still feel like I wanna hit someone. But <span style="color:#009900;"><span style="font-size:130%;">THANK YOU SO MUCH JILLIAN, EMMA, AND JAMES!!!!</span> </span><span style="color:#3333ff;">You guys are so sweet! Aww I love green and blue haha. Hey and I think I'm over my "emo stage". I can actually look at bright colors now without having to shield my eyes :D. Although I was respected by emo people on the internet, and now I'm not (at least by them) but that shows how good of friends they were :P Hey I'm gonna ask you all a question! OK which is your favorite holiday? Answer when you comment. Well, if you want to that is. Also, who here likes Fall Out Boy. I think they are the same as<span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"> My Chemical Romance</span>. Their just kinda crude. <span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">Pete Wentz</span> (He's the electric guitar player I think) said that he is addicted to porn. Now I will make a promise RIGHT now. I will never marry a man who is obsessed with porn or is a womanizer. Their just weird, and they wouldn't love you as much as a faithful husband would. I've been praying to <span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">God</span> about "The one" , you know, the guy I will marry someday. I hope he's cute :D but that's not all that matters. I want him to be <span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">Christian</span> definitely. I also want my friends to be Christians, most of them are, but some of them aren't and I guess that's ok. Maybe them being around me will turn them into Christians, I don't know. But <span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">I love all my friends</span>, their so supportive and nice!! AND ALSO THEY LIKE PIE!!! Hey, this is one of my more positive posts, my mom will be happy, LOL. WELL I better get going, I have to do my chores. :D</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">_handprint_</span>HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-41301136071697043732009-02-04T14:45:00.000-08:002009-02-04T14:58:28.768-08:00I'm angry and depressed I really want to push someone over a cliff and I want chocolate!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtqfdFT_4HkcgjZe7cHqbX5E7rnmBcsndBmRT52wyNJXQoQ9QvdtcQyDt9AsZJtETwxVOaMPDQUxZZuYv-lO318LjYaIfBoQFhEIA_npCaDe4VSlsMfrznU6GMWCbuiQ24R2IhIDYr7qw/s1600-h/sad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299077162170098738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtqfdFT_4HkcgjZe7cHqbX5E7rnmBcsndBmRT52wyNJXQoQ9QvdtcQyDt9AsZJtETwxVOaMPDQUxZZuYv-lO318LjYaIfBoQFhEIA_npCaDe4VSlsMfrznU6GMWCbuiQ24R2IhIDYr7qw/s320/sad.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hmm...today...has been OK but not really. I hate PMSing, I'm very dangerous. I almost killed Jesse, my imaginary boyfriend last night. I want to bite something. Now don't worry all you guys, I won't describe my PMS symptoms so...I don't know what to talk about. I think I'm gonna write a horror story after I finish up See-It-Believe-It-Consequences. I think I'm gonna call it When Life Gives You Lemons...You Make...Grape Juice? LOL I know it's lame. OK...do you guys ever feel like someone is calling you and they probably aren't? I keep on hearing this woman's voice calling my name. Her voice is so soothing and soft but it's making me kinda scared. Do you think maybe my birth mom? Maybe she IS in Heaven and is calling me from the above. HAHAHA that sounded weird. But anyway...I've been praying like crazy for her, and I love her so much even though I barely know her. But I'm sure when I find her she'll love me too. Maybe. Have any of you ever read Romeo and Juliet? (Sorry I change the subject so much...) It's so hard to read. I don't even know what the heck their talking about. But I have a feeling it has something to do with pancakes (:D JK) ......I'm so bored...can you die from boredom? Like maybe you can have a seizure or something...I don't know...HAHAHA MY TEETH FEEL MINTY FRESH!!!!! Sorry for that random outburst I love mint though. Bubble Gum toothpaste tastes bad...maybe it's cause that's the only kind I used when In was a kid, I don't know. Oh, I know I'm boring you I must be LOL I'm so bored I'm starting something about toothpaste. I hate the dentist. I don;t mean the person who does my teeth, I just don't like toothpaste or anything that's gross like that. I have severe phobia of going to the dentist, I hyperventilate in the van. I have to go like 2 times a year it's so stupid. I NEVER WANT TO GO!!!! I want to barf when I get inside cause I hate the smell of the dentists. They smell like camels. I've smelled a camel before...I've also smalled a horse...and you don't want to smell a guinea pig when it's constipated or when it has diariah. Ewwww. Hye and do any of you like My Chemical Romance? Their a little disgusting and they cuss allot but some of their songs are fine...What's the point of cussing anyway? It's so stupid, it doesn't mean anything, it's just a crude word. I have no right to really speak about not cussing, because I do it allot when I'm in my room. I'm so thankful that it doesn't slip out when I'm out of my room. I don't know what started my cussing, maybe it's just a thing about growing up, but I don't like it. My mind scolds me whenever I cuss and I feel guilty. Kinda weird, huh? Especially when other people have no problem with cussing. I'm not criticizing anyone who does, but still...and don't you just hate people who cuss in every single sentence they use? It's so annoying. Their just faker's.I'm hungry.Bye!<br /><div></div>HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-90339413970265995632009-02-03T17:37:00.000-08:002009-02-04T14:14:10.760-08:00I'm falling right in that black depressing hole again...it's like yesterday didn't happen<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcdn3NQ14Z5d98SqD_uttsMgNeWn3pJ8jWqpBnGUk6aXun-aT2M0D5dOz97jAK0VZ1K_rGs4TNPdWpUCWh_fuOmy0YDcRaRygd6ZAQAsE97Nx28_QF6gTG_m42ZTHo3_llEHDp-aKLlsU/s1600-h/wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298750757505760930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcdn3NQ14Z5d98SqD_uttsMgNeWn3pJ8jWqpBnGUk6aXun-aT2M0D5dOz97jAK0VZ1K_rGs4TNPdWpUCWh_fuOmy0YDcRaRygd6ZAQAsE97Nx28_QF6gTG_m42ZTHo3_llEHDp-aKLlsU/s320/wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee.bmp" border="0" /></a> I know, I finally used a different picture...I'm going right back in depression. This sucks <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">poptart</span> crumbs. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Geez</span> it's like yesterday didn't even happen, I feel all sad again. Maybe it's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">cuse</span> I'm <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">PMSing</span> I don't know. This is so stupid, being a teenager bites. I like being young, but sometimes I wish hormones didn't exist :P By the way, there was this guy that emailed me from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Imeem</span> ( a music site) and he was like in his twenties, and so I blocked him. I won't talk to any guy over 16, I made that rule up for myself. It's too dangerous and I don't wanna die. Some times I do, but right now I value my life. WOW I went to my therapist and like right in the middle of when we were talking, I yelled out, "I like pie!" <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">It was</span> so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">embarrassing</span>, I didn't even mean to yell it out. I guess I shout out random stuff when I'm stressed or something. Hi Jillian, Emma, Jared and James if your reading this!!! ALSO HI MOM!!!! My friend told me I was the queen of randomness. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Ugh is</span> it normal for guinea pigs to eat their own poop? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Cuse</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Kyoko</span> is in my lap right now and she keeps bending over and eating her poop. You know you can <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Only</span> drink your pee once in your life? I'm sorry...I know, gross, but still this is an online diary so...anywayz...I'm bloated...yea...PMSing is terrible...all you guys are so lucky, you have no idea. Gosh and I really want some pie. Like REALLY bad. I keep on dreaming about pie. And also lava lamps. I have one but it takes for ever for the play dough stuff in the inside to start moving around. GOSH I FEEL TERRIBLE!!!! Right now I want to die, I really feel like cutting right now, and it's taking all of my will power not to. Do all <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">teenage</span> girls have this problem? <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Allot</span> of my friends tell me they've cut before. I have one guy friend that's cut and another online who's name is Kiah. He's cool He's from Japan. Also...I keep on thinking <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">about</span> the Titanic. It's so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">weird</span> how these things always pop in my head at the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">strangest</span> moments. Do you think you can imagine all of those people, children, everyone screaming as the ship went down? it's terrible. I'm glad I wasn't there...I wonder if my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">birthmom</span> has a good <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">education</span>. Hey and also <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">thanx</span> Jillian, Emma, and James <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">cuse</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">ur</span> comments are always helpful and I really love you guys!!! ..........I'm hungry....<br />BYE<br /><br />_<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">handprint</span>_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-7799330983713263302009-02-01T17:12:00.000-08:002009-02-01T17:27:32.852-08:00I'm feeling so happy, and also full cause I drank 3 cans of root beer!!Hey guys whats up? I'm posting this from my uncle's house, so I can't put my picture in here. Nothings really going on except that I finally have enough money to buy all the books I want at the library book sale! Yes, I am obsessed with books. But that doesn't mean I'm a geek, and don't call ANYONE that, it's mean. LOL I sound like a mother. Anyways, I've been on this new medicine that supposed to help me with my depression and anxiety, and it's really helping! I feel so happy and free, I think God is finally answering my prayers! O, and by the way, I couldn't go to youth group tonight, we had a family thing. (That's why I'm typing on my uncle's keyboard :D) And I'm so full! I've had 3 pieces of pizza, 5 mini wieners, 2 strawberries, and a handful of chips! (Not to mention three can of root beer ;) LOL) Also my aunt gave me two big plants for my room! (I'm an evirementalist and I absolutely ADORE plants and animals. I'm also pro-life, I'm COMPLETELY against abortion :D) LOL my family is watching the Superbowl. What's so great about football anyway? I never really got it, and I don't think I want to. It looks and sounds so boring. (Sorry all you football lovers, football just doesn't click with me) WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I feel so happy I think I could go out and buy a pink shirt! (Which is VERY rare, I have like no pink clothes :P) O and I forgot to tell you guys! I redid my guinea pig cage! It's so cool! It's much bigger and it'll be easier to clean, I feel like so much has been lifted off of me, this cage is awesome! And the piggies like it better I can tell, and their not fighting as much. LOL My brother just came over to me laughing, showing a weird picture of my uncle to me....I love this happy feeling. This feeling reminds me of my mom, and that feeling is so comforting. (My birth mom I mean, but of course I love my mom now :D) I remember I used to dream before bed, thinking if she was asleep now or still awake, maybe on the other side of the world. Sometimes I find myself dreaming like that now, usually only when I'm depressed. Oh, and also you know that game I told you about? The Legend Of Zelda, Majora's Mask? Well I got three more masks all by myself! Also my friend Zac came over and helped me out with that. Oh, an some other news, I'm completely over my cutting thing! OK MY BROTHER IS GETTING ANNOYING!!!! HIS LAUGH IS SO OBNOXIOUS AND LOUD!!!!!!!! Bleh anyway..I better go....bye! :D<br /><br />_Handprint_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-1480311433075914932009-01-28T07:26:00.000-08:002009-01-28T07:36:38.242-08:00Did cutting really help me? Or was it just a way of venting?.......I like pie....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwJtV9DuLSD_3Tp-nEZa67hBwxkG_MGij5SVopKToxq_M3auceIvkZzvPH_rABnoOdEP2jJxaJo__DsrfPdOE6MCPaGR7JsULIcbDVUcPhKtxHMzb32DYH7b9QTC5A2F2t_pY_BW3vtWA/s1600-h/sad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296366773334421746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwJtV9DuLSD_3Tp-nEZa67hBwxkG_MGij5SVopKToxq_M3auceIvkZzvPH_rABnoOdEP2jJxaJo__DsrfPdOE6MCPaGR7JsULIcbDVUcPhKtxHMzb32DYH7b9QTC5A2F2t_pY_BW3vtWA/s320/sad.jpg" border="0" /></a>Yea, I asked myself that question last night...cutting is seriously addictive...WOW it's snowing so much in Indiana...HAHA me and my brother ate snow yesterday we had to go to the bathroom so bad after eating about 2 pounds of snow LOL. Hey and just wondering, do any of you feel like you just have to keep believing in something no matter how many times someone tells you to give up? That's me...I really want to find my birth mom, and I'm old enough I AM. But I don't think I'm ready to meet my birth dad though. I hope their still living in Indiana. I know I talk about them allot, but their just always on my mind. Hey and you know what emo is? LOL it's allot less dark then goth, it's much more Harry Potter. I got that from a friend. You guys have to read this!_A REAL BOYFRIEND_When she walks away from you mad - [Follow her]When she stares at your lips - [Kiss her]When she pushes you or hits you - [Grab her and don’t let go]When she starts cursing at you - [Kiss her and tell her you love her]When she's quiet - [Ask her what’s wrong]When she ignores you - [Give her your attention]When she pulls away - [Pull her back]When you see her at her worst - [Tell her she's beautiful]When you see her start crying - [Just hold her and don’t say a word]When you see her walking - [Sneak up and hug her waist from behind]When she's scared - [Protect her]When she lays her head on your shoulder - [Tilt her head up and kiss her]When she steals your favorite hat - [Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night]When she teases you - [Tease her back and make her laugh]When she doesn’t answer for a long time - [reassure her that everything is okay]When she looks at you with doubt - [Back yourself up with the TRUTH]When she says that she likes you - [she really does more than you could understand]When she grabs at your hands - [Hold hers and play with her fingers]When she bumps into you - [bump into her back and make her laugh]When she tells you a secret - [keep it safe and untold]When she looks at you in your eyes - [don’t look away until she does]WHEN SHE MISSES YOU - [SHES HURTING INSIDE]When you break her heart - [the pain NEVER EVER really goes away]When she says its over - [she STILL wants you to be hers]- Stay on the phone with her even if she’s not saying anything- DON'T let her have the last word- NEVER call her hot! Pretty and beautiful is sooooo much better!- Say you love her more than she could ever love you (mean it)- Argue that she is the best girl ever (mean it)- When she says she's OK don’t believe it, talk with her- When she says she's sorry, she truly means it- Because 10 yrs later she'll remember you- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her- Call her before you sleep and after you wake up- Treat her like she's all that matters to you- Tease her and let her tease you back- Stay up all night with her when she's sick- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid- Give her the world- Let her wear your clothes- When she's bored and sad, hang out with her- Let her know she's important- Kiss her in the pouring rain&& When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is;"Who's butt am I kicking today baby?"<br />That is so sweet, I can even describe it LOL. That's the kind of boyfriend I want...and I also want him to be emo LOL.<br /><br />_Handprint_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-70098297360235840632009-01-24T18:17:00.000-08:002009-01-25T09:50:19.375-08:00I'm trying to turn my depression into joy..but it's hard...especially when your love sick<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_gof1xVVvEg4IzSEDncp8VShZoC8osL2Gq30x_u5Sn_A0-esbtj0WAEtqaM1jvDO_zd_cDIbSx3m7tgVOVH4q0ywGK61ue-euGj0ItbDeVvOA3MYmejnFc329UVL3v0UMT4w5D0pfk3I/s1600-h/sad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295050273176068066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_gof1xVVvEg4IzSEDncp8VShZoC8osL2Gq30x_u5Sn_A0-esbtj0WAEtqaM1jvDO_zd_cDIbSx3m7tgVOVH4q0ywGK61ue-euGj0ItbDeVvOA3MYmejnFc329UVL3v0UMT4w5D0pfk3I/s320/sad.jpg" border="0" /></a>I'm so lovesick I think I'm going to cry. I know I'm not good enough for any boy because I've tried to hard for my whole life and have never been successful. Is something wrong with me? My whole life I have been a hopeless romantic and my whole life I've dreamed about my future husband. I always wondered when he would come. Yea, everyone says that God will send the perfect man for you, God has everything planned out. I'm sure he does have everything planned out, but still I'm getting impatient. Right now is the time I need love the most, because depression is suffocating me to death. I need to get out of my home, out of this state, I need to make a fresh start, I need to escape. You know when your listening to your music in the car, and while looking out the window your imagination starts up? My imagination is my best friend because it always comes up when I need it. It turns bad things into funny things and it really helps. I wonder if my birth mom was like that. That's one reason why I wanna see my mom so bad, so that I can see how much we have in common...And I want to meet my birth dad too. Me and my dad right now don't have a strong relationship right now, and I don't want a Strong relationship with him either. I think I could have a stronger relationship with my birth dad...I don't know why, maybe because were actually related, or something like that. I don't know how to explain the feeling I have when I'm around my dad now, but I don't like it. It's a mix of violation/hatred, something like that. I don't know why I feel violated when I'm around him, I just...well...I feel so uncomfortable around him. Theres nothing in my mind that can change that, theres no voice that tells me that's bad, theres no affection at all with him. And for some reason i don't want any either. But...I also want to meet my real sister. I've always wanted an older sister that actually pays attention to me. My sister now is ok, but I can see that she's uncomfortable around me for some reason. It really hurts me, because as much as I want an older sister I can look up to, she's really a letdown. She's just made too many mistakes in her life for anyone to trust her I guess. But I would trust her, so why doesn't she at least respect me for that? Did I do something wrong, maybe when I was small? I don't know...</div><div align="left">But anyways...I should probably close up because I have to get my shower...tomorrow I have church and I can't wait to see my new guy friend, Brock! He's such a sweetie and I can tell that he likes me allot too. I also have a friend named Noah and another named James...they've been helping me allot with my depression. Also one of my guy friends knows that I cut because he saw my arms and he's trying to help me get though all of that. They all care about me, and that's what I need.</div><div align="left">^_^</div><div align="left">Oh and by the way:</div><div align="left">A best friend is someone who screams to you in the hallway saying,"I LOVE YOU,"not caring if anyone thinks they'rea lesbian, only caring that you hear them EVERY TIME.</div><div align="left">LOL got that from a friend, see ya.</div><div align="left">_Handprint_</div>HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91841667527413462.post-52906830905459036552009-01-23T20:28:00.001-08:002009-01-23T20:36:04.672-08:00This is an email I sent to some of my friends...I decided to make it a post..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4GjCOq4IiJw-pInyESt8Qq5A9rA3sOjdMT-b8UEKG2d_N-a5_g6a9e-dCCr6hFifFPYGkIniRqS8PIQt7HbGmnFl5xhXQaPBOdhT6s7wHyBs9MGplAD0NTC_I47aMJv3lL0TnDiADeg/s1600-h/sad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294712907195929426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4GjCOq4IiJw-pInyESt8Qq5A9rA3sOjdMT-b8UEKG2d_N-a5_g6a9e-dCCr6hFifFPYGkIniRqS8PIQt7HbGmnFl5xhXQaPBOdhT6s7wHyBs9MGplAD0NTC_I47aMJv3lL0TnDiADeg/s320/sad.jpg" border="0" /></a> Sorry. But I think this message is going to be long. But I seriously need to vent. I feel like I wanna hurt myself, and I don't even know why. Do you ever feel like no one is there, and your all alone and no one can help you? Well that's how I feel right now. I'm going insane! Like usually, I NEVER capitalize things when I'm writing emails, but here I am, writing with perfect punctuation and capitalization. Ugh, I have no friends. Well, I have a few, but only a few guys. That's because I'm home schooled, and I don't think I wanna go out of homeschooling, but I don't know. High school sounds so scary, ya know? And also, I keep on worrying about my birth mom. I'm adopted, and my birth mom is out there somewhere, and I'm so worried about her. Do you think she believes in God? I hope she does, cause I don't want her to go to hell! That's one of my worst fears. I'm also scared of dying alone. With no husband or family, I don't want to be alone, because death is scary for me even though I know I'm going to Heaven because I believe in God. Also, I go to youth group every Sunday night, and I really like this guy but I don't think he likes me. He brought this cheerleader with him last Sunday, I don't know if he did it to make me jealous or what, but it worked, because I am a jealous wreck. I think I'm just going to ignore him though and see if he starts liking me then. He probably won't. Do you think I should make this a blog post? Maybe I should, because I don't know what else to write for a blog post. Nothings been happening here where I live. Indiana is a boring state. I want to move to Japan. I guess this email won't only be for venting, but also so that you can get to know me more, because I think you want to be my friend, right? Wow, my hands hurt from all of this typing, but I have to keep typing so I don't loose it. You know how I have guinea pigs? Well whenever I touch one of them on the legs she bites me. Is that normal? I don't know if that is. I want to take her to the vet, but economy has been bad in the USA for awhile. I hope Obama can fix that. But why don't we just print more money? That would make things allot easier, ya know? Jeez, people are gonna think that this isn't an email because it's so put together. I can't believe it''s this put together! This is my longest email I've EVER written. This venting is helping by the way, I love you so much if you've read through this whole thing.<br />Gosh my hands are hurting so bad. I think I'm gonna have to stop. I think I might send this to some of my other friends too...well, bye!<br />I know it's weird I made that a post, but I guess it's OK as well...Hey and guys, can you tell me something? Is this website slow on your computer? If it is, tell me so I can fix it up, cause I don't want it to be slow. And just to let you guys know, I have severe anxiety, so I worry about things like that. It gets kinda annoying at times. I also have depression issues and sleep issues. And some other issues as well, but I won't go into those. Sorry I'm making this post even longer by rambling, but I've been so stressed out lately. Sorry for wasting your time if you found this blog post revolting, but if you liked it, I LOVE YOU!!!! Goodnight...God loves you!<br /><br />_Handprint_HaNdPrInT_oN_tHe_WiNdOwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06450718451287562239noreply@blogger.com8