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Great Advice...
10.31.04 (4:34 pm)   [edit]

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now...


Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; Oh nevermind; you will not understand the power of beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at the photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked...You are not as fat as you imagine.



Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.


Do one thing that everyday that scares you.


Sing.


Don't be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.


Floss.


Don't waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind...the race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.


Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.


Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.


Stretch.


Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life...the most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.


Get plenty of calcium.


Be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when they're gone.


Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't, maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary...whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either- your choices are half chance...so are everybody else's.


Enjoy your body, use it every way you can...don't be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.


Dance... even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.


Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.


Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.


Get to know your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.


Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on.  Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.


Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.


Travel.


Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders.


Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.


Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time it's 40, it will look 85.


Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.


But trust me on the sunscreen...

 
Love songs suck and fairytales aren't true
10.14.04 (9:08 pm)   [edit]

 Ya, so last night I dyed my hair black and put red streaks in it for spirit day, and I think I'm going to dye my hair black permanently after Brit's pics sunday. I really liked it! Anyway, we had a pep rally today at school. It was funny, I always thought a pep rally consisted of the band playing, cheerleaders (sadly), and a pep talk (hence the saying "pep rally") from the football coach. But, no, ours consisted of games that only the most popular kids could join in on. Anyway, we're gonna lose tommorow night and I think everyone knows it. I think we should let them win (as if we had a chance), because I don't want to be beaten up by Urbana people.


 Homecoming is Saturday. Dun dun dun...I really, really don't want to go. Justin's being an ass, as usual. He wasn't this way until he started hanging out with Laura and Brittany W again, but now he's an uber-bitch. I'm sorry, but I always thought it was the girls who abandoned their friends and never defended them, but I guess it's reserved for girls and Justin. Anyway, I'm not going to waste my breath on it because he's not worth it!

 
Spirit Day tommorow...Yay!
10.13.04 (10:36 pm)   [edit]

 Tommorow's Spirit day at the High School, and then we have friday off, but Friday's the homecoming game. Anyway, Brittany D, Selena, and me dyed our hair black and we're going to put red streaks in it for tommorow. We also have an outfit picked out...we're gonna look good. So after I get this crap washed out tommorow night, I get to put more junk in it to get a bun for the game friday, then after I wash that out, I go the next morning and get my hair done for homecoming. But is that all? Nope. I get to come home from Homecoming, wash my hair and go back AGAIN sunday morning to get my hair done for brittany's pics. Joy.


 Homecoming should be fun, though. Everyone is at war with everyone, and some stuff is supposed to happen there...crazy. I actually can't wait to go!

 
Saying goodbye
10.10.04 (7:32 pm)   [edit]

 This has been a pretty sad week. Last sunday, I decided that I was sick of guys using me, so I wrote a note to Justin telling him that It wasn't right for him to ignore me all the time and only like me when it was convenient. Now, I keep beating myself up for it because I still like him so much. But, If I was okay with guys ignoring me and then using me when they want, I would have stayed with Cory cause the fact is, I'm not even sure if I'm over that asshole yet. I'm so confused, and to make matters worse, one of Justin's "friends" is being a real bitch to everyone now, and even told Brittany that I was a lier, because I've been "spreading rumors" about her and Justin, and a whore because...I don't even know why! Even though I don't like the little twit, I've never spread rumors about her because the fact is, I've got too much in my life going on right now to give a flying fuck about her. Sorry, Laura. Even though you may want everyone's lives to revolve around you, mine doesn't and it never will.


 Besides that, we had a "mock" car crash at school Thursday. I guess the police department had this program called "every 15 minutes" and they picked 15 kids to go to Wittenberg college for this program. They had 4 kids that were in the "crash" and 2 of them died, so we had their funerals the next day, caskets and everything. Then, they had two girls come up and read letters that were supposed to be the last things they could say to their friends and family, you know like they had died. It was so sad, because, you could die at any time. They reality of it, I guess is what hit pretty hard because me and Ashley started crying. I went around for the rest of the day hugging all my friends!


 Anyway, blog more later!

 
Breakin' Down
10.01.04 (9:48 am)   [edit]

  Well, today my horoscope says to work from home and to not take on any uneccesary responsibilities. That's kind of hard to do considering I have a history class at 12:30 and I have to run all over God's green earth after that to get gold hairties (even though it's not my responsibility, I'm not the fucking guard captain, but our's is so lazy and dumb that we have to get all our stuff), for the away game at Tipp City tonight that I don't want to go to. For 3 weeks now, my days have consisted of getting up at 6:30 AM and going to high school, leaving there at 9:15, and being at college at 11 for Psychology on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays and meeting Brittany at 11 for lunch on Tuesdays and Thursdays, an aerobics class from 12 to 12:50, and then our English Class from 1 to 2:50 which we have 10 minutes to get to, and it's on another campus that we have to drive to. And that's just school. There's also practice everyday from 5 to 7, and football games on Fridays. Oh, and this Saturday, I have to be at school around 9 AM for a parade and a competition. I'm not going to go into how my social life is at the moment...


 I'm also sick. I'm not eating because I don't have the time and I don't feel like eating, I have a sore throat, runny/stuffy nose, headaches, and I feel like throwing up all the time. No time for a docter, so I have to suck it up. If I make it until June, I'm good. Now if you'll excuse me, I have sleep awaiting me...