M-m-m-moved.

Click. Click.

What you should do now.

1. Delete this subscription.

2.  Subscribe to this one.

My Top Five Goals I Hope To Achieve Before I Die [ In No Specific Order ] :

1.  Make Featured Content on Xanga

2.  Meet David Desrosiers

3.  Create an award winning indie film

4.  Learn to play bass

5.  Date a rockstar [ or atleast someone in a band ]

Well there you have it.  My top 5 goals in life.  Pretty pathetic, eh?

Oh and i swear if you people dont stop stealing my saying im going to do a Paris Hilton and copyright them all.

That's Hot ©

The dance was AWESOME

It was, as the cool kids say, mondo hella deck.

I cant remember the last time i had that much fun.

Oh Oh Ohhhh.

That sexy piece of orgasmic ass danced next to me.  lol.

Oh yes.

I Made Lindsey Dance!

And it only took an hour of dancing-like-no-ones-watching.

According to her friends, I've got mad skills.

I actually had someone to dance with at during the slow songs..or make that someeight.  Group slow dances pwn.

We almost started a mosh pit.  But then people stopped punching&pushing&beating each other up.  Haha.

I stole Alex's [ 40 dollar ] hat and was the Gangsterr Emo Kid once again.

By the end of the night, i was mucho tired.

But i still danced when i got home.

Haha. 

The damn DJ had no clue who Hellogoodbye was.

How lame.

And we all agreed that the music they played blowed like a cheap whore.

[ I made that up ]

Oh Ohhhh

&&It sucks that this is the last dance us 7th graders are allowed to go to.

Booo Booo.

But But But

Atleast i have the bestest picture to remember it by.  lol. 

BIGGEST GROUP PICTURE...EVER!

But now kiddies, i must depart from my computer.

Because

I have, as the cool kids say, a hangover. 

AKA One hell of a headache.

So excuse me while i pop some Advils and sleep some more.

Oh Oh Yeah.

And its back to only one entry because i just wasnt feeling the whole 3 entry thing.

I will say this again:

I LOVE My Friends

And everythings better now, or atleast its not as bad as it was on Saturday.

But shes still sort of pissed.

Anyways

Our next game is tommorow, or should i say the A teams next game.  We are not playing in it.  Damn Memorial Middle School.  They only have one team i guess, or else we would [ meaning the B team ] would play also. 

Lets get to the good stuff.

Like when im going to finally take pictues and get a freaking song on this gorgeous xanga of mine.

Which will probably be NEVER

Since i procrastinate too much.

But incase you haven't noticed:

I changed it from only being allowed to see one post, to only allowed to see three posts!  YAY. 

EditEditEdit

Ohmygawd.  I thought our school was "the ghetto" but Memorial Middle School IS ACTUALLY THE GHETTO.  We saw effing bullet shots through this one door and we brought 5 girls to the bathroom because we were all afraid we would get raped/jumped/robbed/kidnapped. 

And the game, or rather scrimage [ because they had to forfet since they didnt have enough players ] was so pointless.  We beat them like 28-1.  And most of them had wooden sticks.  Like the kind they used in the damn 60s.  I felt so bad, because i'm guessing thats all they could afford.  -tear-  I am so grateful that we have such a nice school!  Without bullet holes and police sirens. 

Yesterday started out good

Then ended horrible

Oh i wish i could turn back time.

Make everything alright

Instead of all wrong

I'm A Stupid&Bad Person

And My Family Hates Me

My Mom Doesnt Trust Me Anymore

&&I cried for 4 hours straight today

Oh, and i missed the most important day of my best friends life.

And all because of some stupid notebook that i just had to take home instead of leaving it in my locker && for forgetting to call my mom && for wanting to actually be myself around my mom && for wanting to spend some time with my friends instead of my sister & for being so effing stupid.

[ if you aren't getting how horrible im feeling...then you are a moron ]