THE MOST MAGNIFICENT PAST TIME.

SO THE PHILS WON THE WORLD SERIES. I mean, I'm not as big on the Phils as I am on the Flyers, but this is awesome. I'm fairly sure I've never lived through any Philadelphia team winning any sort of victory, but this is absolutely awesome. I couldn't go to sleep last night I was so anxious. I'm skipping and going to the parade regardless of what my parents say. This rules so hard.


Now...all the flyers have to do is make it to the stanley cup and I'll be even more happy.

A Goodnight's Sleep.

The fact that I wake up too early has definately taken its toll on me...I can't concentrate and it's starting to show in the only class I actually have to try in. It's sort of pathetic. I wake up, drink too much coffee which makes me fine in school but when I come home all I wanna do is sleep but I can't because that will fuck up my sleep way more than it already is. Going to bed early doesn't even help me. I also wake up in the middle of the night, every night, for no reason. It's been happening since I was little. I guess I'll get used to this in time and learn to deal with it better. And for some reason I've been finding random zits and shit on my face. GET THE FUCK OFF PLEASE.


My internet's a huge piece of shit too. Half the websites I visit on the regular don't even work. It's a huge pain in my ass and I need to fix it along with my piece of shit computer because it has a virus.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.

Maybe, just maybe.

I hate fighting with my dad so much. I mean it's let up a lot since I was younger and rarely happens anymore, but I absolutely can't stand it. He always goes on an unnecessary rampage about whatever the fuck it is, especially if it's small and it's not a big deal and I apologize. Then he tells me I'm a self-centered piece of shit/ whiney bitch and I'm so fucking sick and tired of it. It's not a big deal. GET THE FUCK OVER IT. You're a grown man, grow the fuck up.

Like a stone.

This weekend was really really good. Friday Kate, Liz, Allie, Mariana and I went Halloween costume hunting cause Liz and Mariana needed one for Gabby's party only Allie ended up locking her keys in her car while the car was still on but thank god it didn't die. We got ready then went to the party for a little bit then went back to allies for a few and then went home. I love Allie's dog Nala. She's the cutest thing ever and she sat on my lap the whole car ride back to my house.
Yesterday I worked then went to Trash Talk which was really fun except I was super tired the whole time and kept falling asleep on Joie. ANDDD tomorrow if anyone reads the Bucks County Herald, you can see pictures of me dressed up like a dog at work.


I got a text from someone today telling me they missed me. It was weird because as bad as this may sound, lately I don't think about missing that person, or anyone else for that matter. I guess I've been so occupied and busy that I just don't think about it anymore.

Caked up and faked up.

As much as I love this time of year, there are several things I hate about it. For some reason I find myself way more exhausted than usual, getting less and less sleep, and slowly starting to feel worse and worse about myself in every aspect possible. The sleep thing is hard, because when it comes time for me to actually sleep, I can't. I'm probably turning into a fucking vampire or something. I have huge bags under my eyes.

What's a girl to do?

I'm the worst person when it comes to money. I'll get really really good at saving, then I'll just blow it all on something stupid, like underwear. I woke up from an awful nap and decided I needed new underwear and I just blew 60 bucks on it. I should really be saving it for my Luke Skywalker costume for halloween/gabby's party. OH WELL. Dinner with my Grandma tomorrow should be interesting. I hope my Palin costume works out for school. Hopefully my mom's work clothes fit me right and I can get my hair to do that stupid pomp thing and I can find a pair of wire glasses to pop the lenses out of.

I love the flyers but sometimes I really can't stand to watch the games. Hockey is probably the only sport (aside from cheerleading) I can watch on TV and actually enjoy. As for everything else, I have to be there to enjoy it.

I'm so fucking tired in school but when it actually comes time for bed I can't sleep. HALP.

!@#$%%^^&&*((

SOOOOOOOOO. Today after school I took out ALL my fucking money out of my savings to get my camera because I finally have enough. I went to Rutherfords and they only had the full kit, and I thought I could afford the whole thing but I totally read the numbers wrong and right as I was about to buy it, I realized I didn't have enough. I got super bummed but then I remember Jack's Cameras had it in stock, SO I drove there, they only had the kit and I got super bummed but then the guy told me he could take the lens out SO I GOT MY FUCKING NEW CAMERA. It's a Nikon D90 and I've seriously worked so fucking hard for this (with a tiny bit of help from grandma). I'm so excited. This is seriously the best fucking feeling in the world. I still need to buy some things for it BUT. NO. CARE. I'm still gonna use my D50 every now and then. But seriously. Fuck. I don't even care that I'm flat broke right now.

Safe and Sound.

This weekend was awesome. Friday Kate, Allie, and Kevin came over when I was done work. Allie and Kate slept over and we seriously didn't get to bed until like five. I was randomly in and out of the conversation. It was funny because Kate had to get up at seven to take the pssa's and she'd be like "GUYS SERIOUSLY, I NEED TO SLEEP" and it'd be quiet for two seconds then one of us would open our mouths and start babbling about something and then the conversation would never end. I loved it though, despite being exhausted yesterday. It was so much fun.

Saturday after kitteh's I hung out with Brandon. We basically hung out in my room for six hours and did nothing but watch Say Anything and talk. It was fucking awesome and he is the best dude ever. THE END. OH and I slept at Kate's and let me tell you the flyer's suck. I watched a little bit of the game and we were winning so I went to bed happy, then I woke up and found out we lost. WHAT THE FUCK. Today I saw secret life of bee's with Carly and that movie is so fucking good. Visit me at work next Saturday, I'll be dressed up in a puppy costume BYE.

Everything sucks today.

I normally hate school functions, but powder puff yesterday was so much fun. I'm so god damn sore from all that running/pushing/tackling/etc.

Today fucking sucked. I got a detention because my economics teacher is a Nazi when it comes to cell phones, so I owned up to someone else's phone going off, because if someone didn't do it we'd be sitting there getting bitched at for an hour and everyone would be pissed. Not to mention he singled out my side of the room. Never again am I taking the fall for someone else. They can go fuck themselves, I don't care anymore. They're all about "preparing" us for college, and "respect", yet they treat us like we're fucking three years old and don't respect any of us. Fuck the central bucks school district. I can't wait to be out of it for good. I swear they hire some of the worst human beings alive. Having to work tonight didn't make me feel any better either. I'm sick of working with these fucking girls that won't pull their weight and work one fucking Friday night so those of us that work almost every fucking Friday can enjoy ourselves for once. Again, I'm sick of you so go fuck yourself. FUCK.

Spanish Teeth.

My teeth are starting to feel weird and I think it's because of my wisdom teeth FUCK. I need to get them out but I always forget to make the apt.

I think I might get either a lip stud or my monroe pierced. Thoughts? I'm not sure if I'd look like a retard because my nose is already pierced. If I were to get one or the other they'd be pretty small (of course after healing), and on my right side since my nose is on my left.


School is too exhausting anymore.

One day you won't be here.

Today I had to stay at work for an extra two hours because it was ridiculously packed. I was a little pissed but I just kept thinking about a nice fat paycheck and that got me through it. I hate stuffed animals now after doing inventory for two hours and not being able to move because the store is too fucking small to hold all the touristy people that come through the place. God damn.

I really hate losing touch with people. I've been so exhausted, mentally and physically, but I can't bring myself to get to bed any earlier. I feel like there's so much going on this week but nothing really important is happening. I have powder puff everyday until the game (Thursday), and tomorrow Sean and I are going to the city, and that's about it. I guess I'm just thinking too much and overwhelming myself with nothing.


I love taking really long walks accompanied by really long talks with really good friends.

Friends back east.

Tonight was Gabby's annual halloween party. I was one of those 13 year old prostitots from maury. It was pretty disappointing, but I guess that's what I get for being tired/sick. I hate seeing old friends sometimes. Conversations are never the same and I start to get all sad and miss them and then realize how much everyone's grown up. That always happens to me at these parties. OH WELL.

Tomorrow Sean and I were supposed to go into the city and make tattoo appointments so we could get them on my birthday but he has work from 12-8 so I guess that's not happening and I was looking forward to it. OH WELL. Tomorrow I'll probably do laundry or something stupid like that.

Kick yourself in the mouth.

Sometimes I want to kick myself in the face for saying retarded things to people I care about, especially if I know I don't mean it and I'm just saying it in the heat of the moment.

So sick of being tired.

First a really bad stomach ache, then awful cramps, now I have some kind of weird cough/throat thing. My voice has been shot since 2 a.m. Saturday/Sunday but it's getting better. I just have that weird tickle in my throat and I hate it. I almost got into two accidents today, the one would have not been my fault because stupid faggots don't know what it means to YIELD and get pissed at me when I do. Suck my dick. ANYWAYS. I stayed home from school today and watched John and Kate and LA ink all day. FUN.

Pinky Swear.

It's weird how far people go to prove they really care about someone, and the cute things they'll do just to show it. It's so hard to believe sometimes because no one thinks of themselves that way.

Also, staying up all night with a good friend and talking about everything/not sleeping is probably one of the greatest things ever.


I think I have strep and I'm running on three hours of sleep. I don't make sense right now. Fuck.

She.

It sucks when people who you consider to be friends who you actually have respect for and care about, go behind your back and say things about you that really aren't even true. It bums me the fuck out but that's life right?


I went down to Temple with Kate yesterday and it was really really fun despite being exhausted the whole time and missing the train, and being stranded at the station while Kate and Dominique are on the way home. I think me missing the train wasn't such a bad thing afterall because that extra hour I spent down there was really, really, really nice.