I've had school music concerts the last two nights in a row. Oh yeah. I did good. Helped out a bunch too. Sold the most 50/50 tickets too. Hung out with the guys all night. Screw the girls. I want boys.
Haha. It's nice. My three favorite boys with me all night. Ian, Lucas and Jeff.
Ha. Jeff. Yeah. I'm positive he's takin' a liking to me. I mean. Why else would he want to always have his arm around me, or let me lean on him, stuff like that. Yeah, see, Jeff, he's not that much into girls, rather do his school work [Oh my GOD! Can you tell I've been reading To Kill A Mockingbird or WHAT! XD ] But anywho, yeah.
*sigh*
My cat! Boots! She had her kittens. Finally! I haven't seen them yet. So far theres for, and my mom reckons theres another one or two in her. See, my cats a whore, and all the kittens have diffrent dads. So there comming out at diffrent times over a 1 to 2 day span. Man, she must be exahusted.
Okay, so far, theres a Mini Boots, which is black, with little white feet. Then there's a Silvery one. Then a pure black one. I haven't heard what the fourth one looks like, but I'm sure it's got black on it. I can't wait to go down and see them tonight. Well, I'm trying to leave tonight. Yeah. Me, who wants to go to her moms like, a day early. Yeah. I love kittens.
I've heard it from alot of people latley. They say I'm being cold. Pushin' them away. I dunno. If I am, I don't realise I'm doing it. When I get depressed. I push people away. I get depressed so often, I guess I don't realise it anymore. I know my mom said she'd come and watch me play. My dad said he would too. I figured they'd keep to there word. So I didn't tell them about my solo. One that I had been working on for ever, perfecting it and everything. It was going to be a surprise.
They never came.
I got home. No phone calls or "I'm sorry I couldn't make it Brea" or, "I'm sorry for being such a horrible parent Brea. Can you ever forgive me?" Nothing. Silence.
So yeah.
Hmm. I get to be a tourguide person-thingie. May 2nd and 4th, I get to get out of English, and show soon-to-be Grade 8's around the school. Might be fun. Who cares. I get out of English.
Did I mention anywhere that I seem to still be in love with someone from a year ago. It's been a year. Well, would have been a year if we were still together. But were not. Because of my stupidity.
Ignore that.
Ignore me.
I seem to be nothing these days. Just someone to throw around. Make jokes about. Beat on. Used. Let down. You know.
I'm an idiot. 100% idiot and I won't believe otherwise. So don't bother.
Maybe I should just go read a "Don't Kill Yourself" Book. Nah. Won't help.
I'll just go now. I've wasted enough of your time.
Good day.
Love to all who cares. If any.
*- -Asphyx
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