So Sad...Because So True...

Your Love Life Secrets Are

Looking back on your life, you will have many true loves. You've been deeply wounded in the past, and you're still recovering from that hurt. You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky. In fights, you speak your mind and don't hold back. You know you're right, and you can get quite angry about it. You have a hard time ending relationships, even if the other person says it's over.

Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed

Sophmore Slump Or Comeback of the Year

....we're the lifers/here till the bitter end/condemned from the start/ashamed of the way/the songs and the words come/beating from our heart/cuz i'll keep singing this lie/I'll keep singing this lie/are we growing up/orjust going down/it's just a matter of time/until we all found out/take our tears/put em on ice/and I swear I'll burn the city down to show you the light...

I am so beat...My body just seems to be crying out for rest, and just when I think I have time, something prevents me. It's not that school is hard...it is just the monotony of having to go everyday that just seems to be draining. Whatever, it'll be over far too soon I am sure. The thing I can't wait to be rid of though? Prom! You know why? Because being as dateless as I always am...it's kind of depressing. I have never been to one dance/prom whatever in the three years I have been at school...poo...As you can see I try not to dwell. Just Kidding

Life Goes On...Or Does It?

In one moment you can be brought sharply back down to reality. In one moment you know how truly mortal we are. In one moment you realize that it could have been you. In one moment you live a thousand moments.

Molly died Thursday. Died. At 17. Died. It is unfathomable. She is gone before she ever really had a chance to live life, her dad with her. It brings back memories of past pain of losing my dad, but it still hurts anew all the same. Even though I hardly knew her, it's unthinkable to think that she is gone. Especially because it could have been me, or anyone else.