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breaks make me high
blah blah, i’m bored. and my dad will be here in exactly a week and 3 days. i am sort of freaking out.
i’ll blog later. i just did this for the sake of the pretty pictures.
p.s. i dyed my hair DARK BROWN BECAUSE DIANA IS A BITCH
dear daddy, i do NOT want to move to the states with you
technically, i am a product of this mans sperm…
all my life i’ve been trying to escape him. But right now, i just can’t keep doing it. I know i have to face him and somehow make it through this.
how do you make up for 13 years, huh? How do you manage to walk into my life and act like you are the biggest thing that has ever happened to me? you’re not. and even if you have the biggest effect on me, i do not consider you significant in any way. Because you’re going to leave me like you’ve left me so many other times and you are going to make me believe in so many things and once i do, you’re going to hurt me.
And now, you give me an option of actually live with you despite knowing ALL my plans. These are MY dreams and i am NOT going to allow you to manipulate me in order for you to get what you want. I am NOT going to move to Dallas with you nor am i going to help you in any way possible. I am NOT going to ever be a part of your family because YOU ARE NOT MY FAMILY either. no matter what anybody says.
what i feel for you, dad. i feel on my own terms. you must think i’m some little girl who doesn’t think about anything important. but you should know, these are the only things i think about. i’m not dumb. so don’t treat me like i am.
I’m moving to LA to go to school at FIDM after college. I’m going to find the job i actually love and you cannot stop me. You cannot have an opinion and even if you do- it will not be attended to.
so please. leave me alone. it’s enough that i’m actually seeing you when you come. Don’t push your luck. or all the wrong buttons.
i don’t think i’ve been able to update you guys on my life with pictures in a while so i’m giving myself the chance to do just that. only because i finished writing notes pretty early and i deserve the nice blog anyways š
So lately, this is what i’ve been up to…
Partying:



renette’s party
J.Lu’s party
i’ve been to more i just don’t have the pictures yet : /
but ending it a day before we ould even reach a month because:
he’s a model
he doesn’t eat because he’s vain
he kept trying to get in my pants
he’s a dancer
and because i think he’s gay
…. while making out with this guy [AGAIN]:

i seriously have no values anymore. :[
i think i run to him when i’m drunk.
but only because i’m drunk.
most of the time i am fully convinced that he is secretly gay.
i am just waiting for him to come out of the closet :>
next blog!
You put up walls and paint them all a shade of gray. And I stood there lovin’ you and washed them all away. And you come away with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you.
drippity drop
i started cutting my self again. Yes world of xanga, i cut myself. I’ve cut myself since i was in 6th grade. The only time i stopped was when i was with James because he thinks it’s unacceptable and stupid. and yes, i totally agree. But sometimes, when everything is just falling in on you and you look around and wonder where your friends are and wonder why you’re alone, that blade instantly becomes your best friend.
unfortunately, my clinical instructor saw it and now thinks that i need to talk to him. as if i would want to tell him my innermost secrets. NOT!
yes, i need someone to talk to. yes, i am so emotionally and physically tired. and yes, i need to stop cutting myself.
once i find a better output, i promise, i will.
anti catheterization
it’s been a while since i’ve been able to blog, much more do anything else for that matter. I have videos stalked up in my computer waiting to be edited and posted. Hopefully those’ll get me the final 700 votes i have left to win the bet i made with chabel. but you proli didn’t know that unless you’ve seen my awful videos. HAHA.
there’s nothing going on right now in my life so don’t worry, you’re not missing out on much. in fact, you’re not missing out on anything at all. except the fact that i am helplessly failing at school and that my sister, Kiona, bugs the hell out of me. sometimes i don’t know if i should feel sorry for her or actually show her how annoyed i really am by her! but she’s a kid, so you know… what am i supposed to do? all kids her age are annoying so i think i’ll hold it in for a little bit.
papa won’t let me take her and casey out though. not even to just watch hannah montana and this makes me feel bad because i promised casey that we’d watch it together and i’d rather watch it with her but i need to find something to do with kiona so… i guess i’m going to have to live with the guilt of choosing kiona over casey for.. ever. like how i still feel guilty about making casey spit out that piece of gum she stole from me when she was 3 years old. but that’s old news. stuff like that just doesn’t go away. HAHA
i have to go. catheterization return demo. Nursing should be banned.
i’ll update soon. don’t miss me too much š”
shoot me now
it’s like 9.30 i was late for my first and ONLY class cuz i was too drunk to get up. now i have to wait til 1.30 so i can have my practice demo and then there’s soccer and then i have to meet up with the chua’s and yeah. that’s basically my life in one whole very short sentence. haha
i am going to shop soon. i need therapy :p
dear daddy. buy me THESE
you know you wouldn’t understand…
i don’t understand what’s wrong with me anymore. i feel so incompetent. I’m failing horribly at school and nothing is going right. i study and study and study but i still fail. I’m never enough. i feel like i’m not good enough or i’m not cut out to be a nurse after all. But it’s stupid because i know that i can be whatever i want because i used to be good at whatever i put my head into. I used to be someone who was smart and who made the right decisions but now i feel like i’m just floating around in this nothingness waiting for something big to happen when i know for sure it won’t.
i don’t understand why i keep failiing. I don’t get why i suck at everything i do. and most of all, i don’t know why i can’t stop thinking about you. I don’t know why when i’m supposed to be doing one thing i think about you and how scared i am to see you and how i’m scared that you might hurt me.
i wish there was some way i could escape you.













