*sigh* I haven’t posted in almost nine months, that’s a very, very long time even for me.

I’m not doing so hot right now. College is coming up fast, and I need to make a decision at some point. Literally every night for the past two months has been nightmare after nightmare. I don’t know how I’m ever going to adjust to college-life.


:)) Smiles, guys!

So, how is everyone this week? Might I just say…

THIS WEEK IS AWESOME! And it’s only because:
Spring Break is tomorrow. Hells yeah.

So, everything is good until this next week ends…and then it’s back to school. But I won’t think about that until then, cause it’ll just ruin all my fun!

Hugs and Invisiblity

Just need a hug?

Well, don’t ask me 🙂 Just kidding!

Sorry, I’ve been getting like physically assaulted all day today, so….just how it goes.

Oh, have ya’ll heard of Invisible Children?
If not, go here:

I’m Still Standing

^ Can’t get much more detailed that that…

I miss blogging, though. Kinda need to touch base with all my blogs and make sure people know I didn’t go and die or something.

It’s already MARCH, for crying out loud. This year has gone by soo quickly, it’s kinda scary. My junior year has flown by in a blink of the eye, and I’ll be a SENIOR next year. A SENIOR!! That’s so huge…it’s kinda scary.
I mean, obviously, I knew it would come around eventually, but jeez, high school has just blown by and I feel like I’m dragging behind.

Heh, sorry, this is the worst blog ever, but I don’t have the time to write a complete, angsty, anger-ridden, thing. Actually, I don’t even WANT to write anything like that. I guess I’m doing better, huh?

I’m actually happy.


:O Gosh, I’ve been neglecting this site! AGAIN!

So, it’s a new year (2011, bitches!) and things are looking up, already!
Grades = marvelous.
School = fun
Friends = greatness.
Can’t get much better than that! 🙂

Music List

(This will be continuous)

She’s so High – Tal Bachman

Everything you Want – Vertical Horizon

Absolutely – Nine Days

Kiss Me – Rediscover

I Haven’t Met You Yet – Michael Buble

The Man who Can’t be Moved – The Script


Kiss of Death

Give me one night, she sung

and as she spun,

ribbons of fire licked their way through the air.

Only the most brave of the creatures dared

to dance with flames,

to play her games

to possibly die for the chance that she’d say their names

coated in love.


Heaven sent love.


But such notions were rediculous.

She’d kiss you and take your last breath.

The Kiss Of Death.

She’ll reform and rework your uncontained soul,

dream it into another existance

and direct it on where to go,

on which body to take,

which moves to make.

She can grant you immortality,

but at what price?


What are you willing to pay

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