Well I finally donated blood. I thought I felt just fine. Around 4:30 yesterday, I got really light headed, dizzy, and I kept seeing spots. And this was at work. So I downed about 5 dasani waters and ate like a P.I.G. for break. I think that I DESERVE SOME TIME OFF FROM EVERYTHING. Jenna wants me to move in with her this summer. It will be $125 rent a month, excluding utilities. I am going to buy a trac phone for myself. It's easier to keep up with too. I have to talk to my mom about that. I want to also. The house she has is her parent's old house. It's a three story house. She has the way top story. The middle is the kitchen and living areas. Then I would have the bottom story. It would be sooo awesome.
Oh yeah speaking of Jenna: You know how yesterday I was saying on how they broke up again? Well this morning after she arrived, she climbed into his car. I know that she loves him but she said this was the final time. I will talk to her about it third hour.
It's funny. When I write, I write during school. I am barely ever on at home. But when I write here, it's always next hour or (insert teacher's name here). I can be such a nerd at times.
Privacy.
Sometimes there is none.
People stumble upon things that are written.
Things that are meant for your eyes and your eyes only.
I want some more privacy.
Everyone knows about this.
Sometimes it was my fault.
But others it wasn't.
People just spread it around.
But it seemed all right.
Until the shit started to happen.
At times I just want to disappear.
Just leave this damn world and fly.
I KNOW OTHER people HAVE FELT LIKE THIS.
There are some people who just don't get it.
Like Topher.
He thinks that whenever I mention me coming up there and us hanging out, he thinks that I am talking about "hanging out".
What he doesn't realize is that since the end of our freshman year, Aubri and I have planned a trip.
I am just the one going through with it.
Topher doesn't realize that Sean and I are happy.
I am not like Noelle.
I don't mess around on the ones that I "love".
That was harsh. I am sorry.
Last night the moon was BEAUTIFUL. So I popped my Type O Negative cd...their life is killing me cd...in the cd player and just jammed. I think I scared some people. Oh well.
I think that I am going to get off of this. More later.
muah~
Becca*
"I don't wanna be me anymore
Ever throwing at his home
Two glass houses, twenty stones
Fourteen yellow, six are blue
Could it be worse
Quite doubtful
I don't wanna be me anymore
Two steps forward, three steps back
Without warning, heart attackHe fell asleep in the snow
Never woke up, died alone
I don't wanna be me anymore
Please don't dress in black
When you're at his wake
Don't go there to mourn
But to celebrate
I don't wanna be me anymore"
"Forget the jar of Vaseline
Hey rich boy I'm not gonna be your queen
And yeah
You can drool, beg me and hope
There's no damn way I'm playing drop the soap
OK, I know I'm strange but I ain't no queer
So take your rage and disappear
But I'm proud not to be PC
'Cause
I like goils
Bad goils all over this world
Now I don't know whose ass you've licked
No shit-tongued boy will ever taste my dick
He says:
How 'bout no sex
we'll just be friends
Hey no thanks Pal,
I'll stick to lesbians
Your right!
A sexist pig, I guess it's true
I hate all men including you
I don't care what you think of me
'Cause
I like goils
Bad goils all over this world
I'm quite flattered that you think I'm cute
But I don't deal well with compacted poop
So look, if my views make you annoyed
You're just jealous I don't have hemorrhoids
So now yo make it clear that you can't bone me
My tattooed ass reads "exit only"
I don't care much for sodomy
'Cause
I like goils
Bad goils all over this world"
