May 2010
Less than 15 minutes
Until I wave goodbye to this good, 16 year old life of mine
Not my week.
Why do I put myself in these situations… really.
One last AP to go on Friday, and then some of the people are going out to Chipotle afterwards. I can’t believe school’s almost over and I’m about to be a senior. I’ll be applying for college this fall, what the hell. Next week is my birthday. I can’t wait to turn 17, although I’m pretty sure it won’t...
One down
One more AP test to go! Psychology wasn’t even that bad. Next up, Human Geo!
Momma's Day.
We bitch, we whine, and we complain about our mothers. We hate our mothers, and there’s not once in a day where we don’t want to punch them. But in the end, our mothers are the ones who we always know that we’ll love the most.
My mom has done a hell of a great job raising four kids on her own after my dad died. She has sacrificed so much for us all.. sending us to school,...
“To let go isn’t to forget, not think about, or ignore. It doesn’t...”
I just found out that when my mom had that deadly accident back in ‘96, she was given a shitload of hallucination drugs (for medical purposes.) Ones that had similar side effects to LSD.
Losing a parent.
Is an extremely hard thing to go through, and I don’t think that anybody who hasn’t gone through that process should say anything about it. There’s this girl I’m not fond of, and all I do is say shitty things about her. She’s blinded by love, dating some dude who’s most likely two-timing her. She’s naive, thinks she knows what she’s doing, and I...
