I am extremey shocked and upset right now. I don't even know what to think. My respect for certain peopole has completely gone out the window, and I couldn't even tell you specifically who. To be honest, I don't want to know specifically who. Let me tell you, there is a time and a place for getting wasted, and doing it at a christian staff party, in secret, is not it. This is a celebration of the kids we got to know over the summer, not a chance to booze it up when no one's watching. Now, while I may be guilty of drinking a drop or two, I know when it's appropriate and when it's not. Needless to say, I can't work there agian this summer, because I can't risk being placed with someone who took part in that, if they are even accepted back. I am immensly disgusted.
Now that that is somewhat off my chest...
My life has finally calmed down a bit! Dance is over, and it was a fantastic season. Won a few awards, whic is cool, I guess. Now to catch up on school work and find a job...
AND...
I'M GETTING A NEEDLE SHOVED THROUGH MY LIP ON WEDNESDAY!
Maybe after-dance piercings will become a tradition, see as this will be my third in a row... :P
Mayday Parade- When I Get Home, You're So Dead
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Monday, January 31, 2011
I'm okay today.
Lately, things have been getting insanely stressful, and I've been on the verge of giving up, multiple times. My best friend is offically out of my life, as much as she can be, anyways, and I found a friend in the person I least expected.
Saturday night, I was so over everything. One hundred percent done. I have friend, and he's one of those friends you joke around with, but God forbid a serious conversation once in awhile. Not to mention I rarely see him. We were talking, and I just suddenly snapped. I lost it. I ranted for a good two hours. Did he once tell me that he didn't care, that wasn't interested, pretend to listen, even just leave without a word?
Not once. Not even close. He listened. That's all he did. And after I calmed down, I was amazed. How could this guy, who really I've never done anything but act like an idiot with, suddenly care so much?
In a nutshell, he made me realize that I am so much more than I was letting myself think. I am so much more than the labels and stereotypes. And I'm now working on disconnecting myself from my so called best friend. It feels good.
Jason Aldean- I Ain't Ready To Quit
PS- thanks for telling me I'm "not gross" ;)
Saturday night, I was so over everything. One hundred percent done. I have friend, and he's one of those friends you joke around with, but God forbid a serious conversation once in awhile. Not to mention I rarely see him. We were talking, and I just suddenly snapped. I lost it. I ranted for a good two hours. Did he once tell me that he didn't care, that wasn't interested, pretend to listen, even just leave without a word?
Not once. Not even close. He listened. That's all he did. And after I calmed down, I was amazed. How could this guy, who really I've never done anything but act like an idiot with, suddenly care so much?
In a nutshell, he made me realize that I am so much more than I was letting myself think. I am so much more than the labels and stereotypes. And I'm now working on disconnecting myself from my so called best friend. It feels good.
Jason Aldean- I Ain't Ready To Quit
PS- thanks for telling me I'm "not gross" ;)
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Trashy Attention Seekers
I am kind of pathetic at blog updates. No big deal or anything. But as per usual, my life has been crazy, what with dance competitions coming up and finals in two weeks, looking for a year round job and applying to work at camp again.
What's new with me, you may be asking. Well, nothing too exciting, to be honest. I need a car. I need a paying job. I gained a family member. I lost my so called best friend. I might be a little bitter about the last one, but that's when happens when they claim they showed up at school both drunk and high. I called bull. I'm not an idiot. Anyways.
[I am aware that I have done a decent amount of complaining in this blog already, but that's fine.]
I am so sick and tired of putting up with people who spend their time "partying" (aka getting drunk and hooking up with someone) at every opportunity. People who sleep with one person to get back at someone else, then sleep with yet another to get back at the revenge partner. People who drink until they hit coma status. People who expect their boyfriend to forgive them after they cheat on him at a party, completely wasted and high as a kite. People who are absolutely hammered and practically do the nasty right there in the middle of the room with someone who initially expressed interest in you. People who are supposed to be your friends, and turn out to be anything but.
I'm not saying I'm a saint, because that is the opposite of true. But I'm really sick of only being a "friend" when a certain someone either needs to complain or throw something in my face.
I'm going to end this little rant here, go start it with the person who needs to hear it.
I leave you with this-
Song of the day: Cam Hunter of DWW- G.T.F.O
What's new with me, you may be asking. Well, nothing too exciting, to be honest. I need a car. I need a paying job. I gained a family member. I lost my so called best friend. I might be a little bitter about the last one, but that's when happens when they claim they showed up at school both drunk and high. I called bull. I'm not an idiot. Anyways.
[I am aware that I have done a decent amount of complaining in this blog already, but that's fine.]
I am so sick and tired of putting up with people who spend their time "partying" (aka getting drunk and hooking up with someone) at every opportunity. People who sleep with one person to get back at someone else, then sleep with yet another to get back at the revenge partner. People who drink until they hit coma status. People who expect their boyfriend to forgive them after they cheat on him at a party, completely wasted and high as a kite. People who are absolutely hammered and practically do the nasty right there in the middle of the room with someone who initially expressed interest in you. People who are supposed to be your friends, and turn out to be anything but.
I'm not saying I'm a saint, because that is the opposite of true. But I'm really sick of only being a "friend" when a certain someone either needs to complain or throw something in my face.
I'm going to end this little rant here, go start it with the person who needs to hear it.
I leave you with this-
Song of the day: Cam Hunter of DWW- G.T.F.O
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