Tostadas

My legs are really sore. And my body is really just sore in general. It is ridiculous. And on top of it all I have a shit load of work to do for school. MY stomach hurts too. I am hungry. And my mom is making tostadas for dinner.

Yummy.

I got a new laptop yesterday. It is awesome. The only flaw it has that bugs me greatly is the faulty "R" key. It sometime comes loose and I gotta stop what I am doing and fix it. So if I am typing it looks like a completely norrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmal sentence. I has to fix the "R" that time.

this is my totally awesome avi with everything i got from stealing my accounts back. the only things that are mine are the headphones and the skull clip and the hair. Everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrtfrrrrrrrrrything else i got from the Great Revenge of 2009.

Gotta go!! TOSTADAS!!!!

Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge

:) Today is the best day ever.

"It's Not a Fashion Statement, It's a Fucking Death Wish"

For what you did to me,
and what I'll do to you,
you get, what everyone else gets,
you get a lifetime

Do you remember that day when we met
you told me this gets harder
well it did
been holding on forever,
promise me that when I'm gone you'll kill my enemies,
the damage you've inflicted, temporary wounds
I'm coming back from the dead and I'll take you home with me
I'm taking back the life you stole

Good Morning Love, Lets close the door on Baltimore

I wake up every evening, with a big smile on my face. It never feels out of place. :)

Today I was on the bus listening to "I Put a Spell on You" and texting Matt for the first time in a long time and I came to the realization that:

I was so addicted to Matt because I had no identity of my own but through him. I completely lost myself to him. I was so blind to it the whole time. I didn't even notice that as everyday slipped by, I lost myself more and more. I should have seen it when people said that I was acting like him, but boy oh boy I was I blind as could be.

I was just too scared to face reality so, I hid behind him and I almost turned into him. I'm a bit disgusted... but I did learn a lot from him. I'm just done. He always pushed me away and I give up fighting it.

The bulk of our supposed fight and the start of our ending was the day I met Danny. Matt couldn't handle it so he broke up with me. And now I am the happiest I have ever been. I'm not as depressed as I used to be because I am not letting Matt drag me down. I refuse to put up with him any longer. It was fun while it lasted, but thank god its over.

Good Morning Love, lets close the door on Baltimore and start living how we should, happy.

Your synapses are misfiring in my direction and I don't appreciate it

I keep getting yelled at by my mom and lectured for everything. It is so ridiculous. Last night while I was on the phone with Danny she was yelling and lecturing me about wanting to marry Danny. She was like "I don't deserve this!!" And she thinks I am going to run away and get married and I flat out told her, "Mom! I'm not 18. It would be illegal for me to run away and get married."

She got pissed off and sent me to my room.

I am now listening to Cradle of Filth and am supposed to be working on my Senior Project Paper that is due tomorrow. So I have to go now.

Adios (as if anyone cares anyway)

Mono.

Well... one of my closest friends locally told me yesterday that she may have mono. This being the girl that both Maegen and I share drinks with.

Do I honestly need to say more about this? I'm guessing that you all have some sort of logical thought process.

The Potentially Infected:
KIM
Tori (Me)
Maegen
Alyssa

The Next Most Likely to Be Infected:
Ethan (Kim's Bf)
Danny (My Bf)
Johnny (Maegen's Bf)

Note: NO bf listed for Alyssa because she is sadly single

The Next next Most likely infected:

Kim's Family:
Ann
Tiffany
Her dad
Her mom
Her brother
Amy

My Family:
My mom
My dad
My sister

Maegen's Family:
Her mom
Her sister
Her dad

Alyssa's Family:
Her mom
Hera

AND I COULD KEEP GOING!!! BUT I AM GOING TO STOP NOW BEFORE I PUT A BULLET THROUGH MY COMPUTER SCREEN!!!!!!!

On my new blog...

Ok. I am new at this so don't get mad at me if my blog isn't quite as great as it should be. I'm just getting started. Nothing is gonna quite perfect yet.

And if you want to help me at all:
Make me graphics. Stick to the blue and black color scheme and be sure to include “Love and Vengeance” on them.

A ghastly weekend followed by a horrendous monday( THE SEQUAL)

I have decided to discontinue my story from yesterday. It was way too long and yea if you are just dying to know what else happens then bring it to my attention and maybe I will keep going with it... But yea... Who wants to sit here all day read my blog, I mean come on, I know I'm fun but honestly, you all have better things to do either then read some whiney girls blog.

For those of you who ARE reading this, thank you. Because I don't just write all this shit for it to sit there and ferment.

Now I'm off to post a real entry that matters...

Cherrio!

A ghastly weekend followed by an even more horrendous monday

Honestly, I cannot wait to graduate high school and to not have to see any of their faces again. These are the people that have made my teen years a living hell. The teachers, the students, the classes, the work, it all seems like a big huge waste of time. I wouldn’t be on such a SHITTY mood if it wasn’t for the lovely senior advisory. Him and his jolly personality (SEVERE sarcasm btw) reprimanded me for entering my site destination right as he walked by. I was unjustly accused of doing something “un-educational.” God forbid I attempt to go to my damn online course that YOU forced me into taking.

It’s completely ridiculous!! And on top of it all I had one of the BEST weekends of my life. If anybody wants to see the text book definition of good parenting you should look at Tim, my supposed father. Everybody who is anybody, i.e. Danny, Rachel, Matt, Shelby..etc , knows about the fabulous cell phone fiasco that took place a few weeks ago.


RANDOM BREAK IN THOUGHT:

**SEVERE IRRITATION** I just got called over to Herr Sanchez and it is clear to me that I can never do a single thing right. I swear sometimes I just feel like the biggest fuck-up ever. Thus causing me to shut my phone off and ignore my boyfriend because I don’t want to snap in my anger and lash out at him for no reason.


Back to what I was saying.

To add onto my already growing loathing and irritation towards my father, I was forced to go to his house this previous weekend for our lovely court appointed visits. He picked me from school Thursday and then the “fun” began. It usually takes about 5 minutes, for my mood to completely shot and for me to be reverted back to my depressed state, from me entering his car for all to go to hell. This time it was a record of 5 seconds. I am sort of in awe at how quickly he can make a person wish they were never born. But that is beside the point. We get in the car and go home and on account of I had an excruciating headache I laid down to take a nap when we got home. He fucking wakes me up at 6 and drags me to the grocery store. It was the biggest waste of time because he gets the same stuff every time. It never changes, so why does he need me to go with him? I will never know. We go home with our lovely bags of the finest junk Food 4 Less has to offer. My head hits the pillow within 20 minutes of being home again. And he of course can’t allow me to get some damn necessary sleep.


ANOTHER RANDOM BREAK IN THOUGHT:
I am a bit bi-polar in my writing. I could have a ranting angry long blog entry on how irritated and pissed off I am, then 20 minutes later you could find a post about how much I love Danny or how happy I am about some random cute thing he has done. Fuck man.. I love that guy….


Once again back to what I was saying.

The stupid sonuvabitch wakes me up so I can make precious Gaby dinner. I make the brat some dinner then go back to bad. I feel like this is really boring so I am just going to fast forward to Friday around 3-4ish pm.


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>FAST FORWARD>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>


Friday 3-4ish Pm:

I finished taking my mid-term at Lodi High for my Delta College Class( I know it doesn’t make sense. Wonder why? Ask me later). I didn’t feel like going home. Before I had left my house to go to the midterm I had packed a bag with all the essentials to run-away because I was damn fed up with the place. But anyway, I got picked up by my dad and I got out of the car at home and wanted to talk to Gina. Gina, being my Grandpa’s girlfriend. I was talking to her when Tim pulls his “we have got stuff to do so you can’t talk to her now” shit. He ALWAYS says that. And there never is a single thing to do, he just doesn’t want us talking to her. So I was just like, “No. I want to talk to Gina.” He pulls his “woe is me” shit and I have to go back in the house.
Much like a heavily shaken bottle of brand new Dr. Pepper, I explode once we are inside. He starts in on me about everything and I simply had it! So I grab my back pack and pillow. And give a few nice parting words, i.e. “I can’t wait until you die and nobody will be at your funeral because you drove away everybody that was ever close to you so now nobody cares about,” and I walk out to my grandpa’s.


FUCK. Lunch bell. I gotta go until tomorrow. I will continue our lovely journey through the weekend later.