What Are You Thinking?

i'm going to start wearing hats now, to cover up the hair abomination

 

I'm in Ohio--all is well

 

i mean, this would have been better -



- than the piece of crap that's currently on my head

 

OH.

MY.

GOD.

AFTER APPLYING TO EVERY JOB OPENING EVER IN THE HISTORY OF THE TWO TOWNS AROUND MINE, AND IN MINE, I FINALLY HAVE A JOB INTERVIEW!

I'm so happy.

 

I think I'm developing a new crush... and what have you, it's actually a gay guy! And he seems interested as well! What is this??

 

wake me UP before you go-go cuz i'm not plaaanning on goin solo, wake me UP before you go-go and taaake me dancin toniiiiight!!

yay wham! lololz.

 

I hate Police brutality. :bang: I'm sick of police thinking they can arrest anyone for anything and more importantly THINKING they have the right to shoot a dog for no fucking reason!!!!!!!!!!!! :tantrum:

 

I get woken up this morning by my mom entering my room holding a sick chicken. An hour later I find myself stuck in the branches of a cedar tree, the chicken under one arm, a massive goat carrier caught in my fingers, and the puppy doing her best to take a bite out of the bird.

And I thought I would have a relaxing morning. The poor bird though. She's one of our shyer girls, so we did.'t notice the weight loss at first. But now she's too weak to fly into the coop sat night. She's currently hunched in a little ball in our goat carrier, refusing to eat or drink. That's their death pose. It means you've gone past all hope of survival. I don't want my ChaiChai to die! :tears:

My greatest fear is that the rest of the flock is sick too. I couldn't handle watching all my birdies die. :tears: :tears: :tears:

 

What the hell am I afraid of? I need no approval from anyone (at least I don't think I do). Why am I so afraid of what might happen? It's seems easy to type four words and click one button. It's easier said then done. I don't know. Am I afraid of what might happen, what my friends will think

 

A small, but noticeable dent in the mess that is a house that has been neglected for years.

Gotta keep motivated. Gotta keep cleaning.

 

I feel like my scale is wrong.
- I don't look like I weigh what I did in 7th grade...I say it's lying. I need to go for a run later and cut back on what I eat. That scale is off.

 

I want to, I really want to, I truly do. I don't like keeping my true identity a secret from select friends. It's killing me if I don't do it. Also, I'm listening to Stone Sour's Zzyzx Rd. ... why the hell do I feel something every time I listen to it. It's like that song speaks to me. It speaks to me so much that I remember crying (last time I had a real cry session) myself to sleep many many years ago.

 

i miss you so much i could cry

 

Ow, my head. Literally and figuratively...

 

"sinead isnt mixed race shes just a paki"
"hahahaha paki sinead"
"whats it like living in a corner shop you paki?"

fuck off you stale piece of whitebread and stop using that fucking word

 

Very few things in life are as nice as the sound of downpour.

 

DITTO Budder....I loooove rain <3

I am now wondering why I have been using IE all this time when Firefox is sooo much better. All those years, WASTED.

 

WHY is my throat SO ITCHY (damn hayfever!)

 

I just found a picture from my high school grad.

Goddamn have I changed a lot. I never, ever want to go back to that.

 

Same... though it's not from my senior year but from my freshman year. I had a lot of facial acne back then, but it eventually cleared out. I was also much physically weaker and an easy target for bullies. So yeah, I don't want to go back to those awful days :/