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entery 13
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(:x)hearing:
Tori Amos, "Girl". 'she's been everbody elses, maybe one day she'll be her own.' Tori
(:x)feeling:
distructive. insane. but simple, and mellow.
(:x)wearing:
Black cradigan, blank muscle tank, black skirt, mary janes,a nd white tights with the spiders. 'all the spiders crawl inside her' Shan
(:x)thinking:
I need a job. I need Money. I need clothese. I need to be as shallow on the outside as I am on the inside.
(:x)happening:
Nothing good ever happens anymore. it's sad. extremly sad. i mean, i know its Kenosha, and nothing ever happens, but today was bad. worse than bad. daily excitment: drawing a pretty picture. GOD LORD I HATE THIS DAMN TOWN!! I WANNA GO BACK TO THE GHETTO! ATLEAST THERE I CAN SEE PEOPLE GET SHOT OR SOMETHING!!!
'venting feels good'Mr Oneal, Daria
ITA is going to have 'hall sweeps'. how fucking bogus is that. i mean christ, one second late and you get suspended. fucking neo-facist/nazi's that run that damn school. i should go to school naked, nothing that says you HAVE to wear clothese. no everyone would be puking and stuff. no one wants to see me naked. i am so ugly . i am not sexy . no one loves me
i talked to Jackie last night. shes soooo cute. she's so nice to me too, she ust calls now, and we chat. she wants me to go to the local show on the 23, {1 day after by birthday!} with Lucky Boys Confusion. I AM NOT GOING FOR THE BANDS! im going to mack. hehehe.
Jakes best friend,Ashley's, appossedly movin away. he's all "your gonna be my best friend. i love Jen and all, but she's not gay. I need you". heh, go me!! im happy i get jake as my bestfriend, he always makes me feel better.
still on break from Shannan. its a good thing i think, cause im starting to miss her, a little. i need this break. i need closer or something.
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entery 14
(:x)hearing:Mindless Self Indulgance, Hail Satan!
(:x)feeling: like that bad boy who breaks girls hearts, only im the bad girl who breaks girls hearts. i also feel free, but inside im hurting. i wont admit it, but i am
(:x)wearing:black swee thru sweater, black see thru tank top {both have pink flowers stiched into them}, black mudds, and glitter tennis shoes.
(:x)thinking: i am horrible
(:x)happening:
last thursday was a therapist opponment, only this time it was me and my mom. verrryyy tense, until we started jsut screaming at each other. on the ride home we got itno this big fight, about how i could just start crying in there, adn all this bullshit, and im like "you dont know me!!". so, she decideds that she neeeeds to have the last word. that if she doesnt, her head would implode. she she's all prmie time drama queen, and says "your right. i dont know you, and what i do know about you, i dont want to get to know you". oh? mom if im so bad, then why the hell do i have so many friends? huh? you dont wanna know me, thats a-ok, cause i want you to know me!!
today we were roller bladeing in gym, and i can hold my own. but when we were leaving the school to get onto the parking lot, theres a couple sharp corners. well i was hanging onto kevins wheel chair, and hes flooring it, and im a lil scared, and i elt go, to take the corner. well i shoulda stayed on,c ause i busted my shit on the ground. and it hurt, bad. i skinned up both my knee,s and my elbow, bad. im in pain and im bitching like a little pussy but it hurt!
im done taking a break from shannan. i am not talking to her anymore. she wants to pull all this, oh i wanan talk to you bullshit, and she goes out with this fucking gui jsut dont like. they only put her in there "band" to fuck her. and we all know thats true. since shes dating that one fucking reject, that proves it. thats fine. she wants to be the little fucking who she dreams she could be, then fine. i have enough problems, i dont need hers, and thats for damn sure. plus he looks like a girl.
i got the job with Mr Kearby. i will soon be a proud member of the six flags team, but not in the park. no no, i am sooo cool, and tehy let the cool people work in the olde {im so cool i get to add an e} time photo shop, ashley photography i think. as soon as i get my permit. so excited. get to wear old costumes, talk with funny acents, and take pictures!! yay!!
yours. leslie
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