Deanna and I can't dance. nor do we have any friends. But now we have anges. Wonder if she can dance.


home | profile | guestbook

The names Brielle, bitch

recent entries | past entries


:: 2006 4 January :: 7.31am
:: Mood: anxious
:: Music: The Drama Club

Don't expect me to post much until school is out- or close to then. I just started back in school, it's fucking stressful and I'm standing on the line and I can't afford to wobble left or right. I'm barely handling this, and I can't be distracted right now, at all. I've gotten everything I don't need out of my life and that's good- and this, for now, it's not important.

leave a comment


:: 2005 15 December :: 7.48pm
:: Mood: crazy
:: Music: [None]

My arm hurts like hell.
As you all pretty much know.

I worked like a mother effer today. And Charlie got mad at me because I denied him for coffee. He was like... "Are you sure? Can't you just come with me?" and I was like... "um. I'm working." and then he asked if I wanted anything and I said no thanks and he looked so sad. hahaha. I didn't have to work that long... which was nice... Alfonso and Antonio were all over the place. Laugh my ass off.

I just posted a new myspace picture.
I look 5.
I hate it when that happens.
I just had to get that family picture off.
It was driving me

We're putting up the Christmas tree tomorrow. ...After my psychologist appointment. Ugh, which reminds me. Next week I'm going back to school to see what I can do to get back in, since I basically dropped out last February. I don't know what the hell I'm going to do. I am a mother fucking high school drop out. How lame. I need to be put on new meds. Ones that don't make me want to eat people. Ones that will let me sleep. Ones that won't make me use force upon myself. ...haha.

I wish it wasn't 20 degrees out.
I will survive.

leave a comment


:: 2005 14 December :: 8.35pm
:: Mood: sleepy
:: Music: Jet

Baby dootsie!
I just found old pictures of the little doots-meister when he was a newborn.... still wet! haha... they're too cute. I'm not going to post them, cause I'm lazy, but take my word for it... they're cute as hell.

Tomorrow I have to work. I really don't feel like it, but I need the money... especially after this 250$ cell phone bill that... unfortunately... I have to pay. My mom's so pissed. Needless to say, she took the phone away and now.. I can't talk to anyone. THAT SUCKS. Uhm hey. But you can leave me messages on my phone at 908 797 2825. Same old. Same old. But yeah. As I was saying. Work tomorrow.... more work when I get home... sleep... then.. it's fucking Friday. I want to do something. Anyone want to adopt me for the weekend? Comment.

Goodnight lovies.

leave a comment


:: 2005 14 December :: 10.36am
:: Mood: calm

Wrapping presents...

leave a comment


:: 2005 14 December :: 10.24am
:: Mood: disappointed
:: Music: James Blunt - "You're Beautiful"

i love when people don't know the whole story, but still act like they do ... if there is one thing i have learned about from going to church for the pass 16 years, it is FORGIVENESS.

One: I never said I knew the entire story.
Two: Neither did I act like I knew the entire story.
Three: What does the entire story matter? All one needs to know is that the fuckers did it in the first place.
Four: What is there to forgive? So they turned themselves in. Good. So they apologized. So Ed wrote me a message and said he was sorry. I appreciate the apology, but you can't just "forgive" someone for doing something so stupid, just because they said "I'm sorry." That's not how it works. It's still punishable, and it's still stupid. No matter how sorry they are.

leave a comment | Random Journal