Intelligence required, dumbass bitches need not apply.

I am going to New Orleans in August!!!!!!!! I am so excited!!!

So a certain person claimed months ago to not be aware of my exsitance, yet I have been notified by certain friends of mine that they still run their mouths about me and they still continue to send me comments and metion me in their posts.... How can I exsit, yet not exsit?? I am amused and somewhat bemused.

Blinding, throbing, excruciating migraine... It reduced me to a sobbing mess on my livingroom couch from 5am until 8am. Mom brought me some Vicodin which I pray will take it down to a bearable level.

Why is it so hard to find a migraine med that will work??

I have two wonderful jobs, I am getting my car in the next couple of weeks, I start school in August and my mom is helping me get a house. I am basically content. ^_^

I am so sick and tired of two-faced bitches! If you have something to say, fucking say it to my fucking face. I am done... I don't trust anyone, I will be nice... I will pretend like I still trust people, but know this... I DON'T TRUST YOU!

Love me or hate me... it's still an obsession. Talking about me just gives me more power. The best thing you can do is forget... get the fuck over it and move on. Just a little thought.

Sometimes I wonder why I continue to live this life, dreams are dreamed, plans are made, only to be crushed and smashed on the rocks of reality. Friends are lost... familys destroyed, and in general lives are ruined. Emotionally people die everyday, unable to continue on their meaningless walk, to persue the worthless existance. And yet I struggle on, trying to push past the walls and closed doors this life throws at me. I have hit that edge, looked on to the blackness beyond and screamed my defiancy at the world, I refuse to give up, refuse to be broken. I am me, I am strong, I refuse to be destroyed, broken, used, ruined! I WILL WIN. And when I do, I will look into the face of the world that tryed to destroy me, and I will LAUGH.

I love these icons!!!! Please visit this Journal!!

Not dead. The comp. is acting up, hopefully I will be on again soon. Loves to all!!!

I am so fucking sick and tired of stupid fucking Drama!!! Ok, here is the deal... if I don't like you, I will tell you. If I don't feel like talking to you, yes I will ignore your phone calls. If I am sleeping, I am NOT going to fucking wake up to answer the god-damned fucking phone.(It actually gets put on silent when I sleep.) I am tired of people who listen to what other people tell them I say. If I have a fucking problem, I WILL FUCKING TELL YOU! Other people don't know whats up, other people have their own fucking agenda when they tell you shit. If you need to know something... I will tell you MY-FUCKING-SELF!!!! So people who can't keep there mouths to themselves, find someone else to talk about, and to those who would rather listen to what other people say as opposed to coming and asking me... serves you right for listening to gossip and second hand info.

Brain hurts, Imatrex won't work.

Well, I will be back in bellefonte the 27th and will leave again on the 31st... I am coming back to take care of all my loose ends and see all my friends before I come back ta Pittsburg. I am hoping to have some kind of get together but some how I doubt thats gonna happen... cause moms house is not big enough and I am not gonna have any extra cash ta do anything extravagent. But at least I will get to see everyone.

I wish there was someway to have this job and not have ta move, I mean yea... I don't like Bellefonte and I hate the stupid people, but I also hate leaving my crew. I just hope everything works out.

Well, came down to see my dad... got offered a job making about $3000 a month... I have already taken the job. I have been offered a 2 bedroom house. I am moving to PITTSBURG!!! I am so happy! I am getting out of goddamned fucking Bellefonte. Bad news: AJ is upset, Trevor is pissed (despite the fact that he says he's not, thats my Trev for ya.), Kendra hates me now... and Brayden and I are trying to figure US out. My dad and I want him ta move down here (my dad loves him and he hasn't even met him yet) and I think he is considering it.


But to everyone that tried to make my life a living hell in bellefonte (and failed miserably) HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Rejects!!! You are stuck in the HELLHOLE and I AM NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hidden

Too tight shirts and slashed up jeans,
These are a few of her favorite things,
Dark purple hair and blackest of black lips,
And big silver chains wrapped all 'round her wrists.
You stare in horror at the scars that she bares,
I bet you wonder how they got there,
She hates her parents and she hates you,
There's nothing you can make her do.
But you'd never know from the way that she'd stare,
The pain that she feels and the tears never there,
She locks it all away up inside,
And hides behind the decieving pride.
Jeska Lee Valentine