Time of my life.

Haven't really been here for a while.... Its just like typing to my self, writing about nothing really, just from the top of my head. As of right now there are people over yet its 11:30, why I don't know so as of yet. The kids are in the garage playing freeze dance I think, and the others are talking so I am here to my self. I guess Ill just talk about my summer. It really hasn't been much scale 1-5 Ill call it a 3-ish, not awesome but not bad. Highlight so far has prob. been camping with a butt load of people, It was nice, not the best though, there were too many bugs/spiders/etc... like at the beach I got stung by a wasp....under my foot.... Who gets stung by wasps at the beach?!?!?!? well, that wasn't the worst part, but it was bad... anyways, there have been other moments of coolness this summer, but I don't really recall any at this time of night, its all just kinda a hazy mush. I'm pretty worn out by dance since we had practice today... I really enjoy dancing, but not necessarily the people I dance with.... Some are overly bossy others are way too dramatic for me others whine and play too much and then the others who do nothing at all. But in the end its not for them I'm doing it for so I guess its okay. Having two sisters can have its advantages, but then again can have its failures. they say look at the bright side but that's kinda hard to do sometimes... but what ever, I have a feeling that I'm about to be kicked off the computer in a few so I might as well end it here.... maybe Ill write some more some other day, but till then, Laytas. :)

Thank God its Summer. :)

Sick
"I cannot go to school today,"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay,
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash, and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox
And there's one more--that's seventeen,
And don't you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut, my eyes are blue--
It might be instamatic flu.
I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke--
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in,
My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb,
I have a sliver in my thumb.
My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,
I think my hair is falling out.
My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what?
What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is---Saturday?
G'bye, I'm going out to play!"
-Shel Silverstein

...

"I think I know of thee, ah yes, but it's all wrong.
That is I think I disagree."

id have to agree.

"The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love someone else."
-Unknown.

this song. :)

Everyday when you're walking down the street
And everybody that you meet
Has an original point of view

And I say HEY! (HEY!)
What a wonderful kind of day.
If you can learn to work and play
And get along with each other

You got to listen to your heart
Listen to the beat
Listen to the rhythm
The rhythm of the street
Open up your eyes
Open up your ears
Get together and make things better
By working together!

It's a simple message and it comes from the heart
Believe in this (And in yourself)
For that's the place to start (to start)

And I say HEY! (HEY!)
What a wonderful kind of day
If we can learn to work and play
And get along with each other.
Hey what a wonderful kind of day hey!

What a week.....and weekend....and past week....

ive lost interest....in just about everyting. Im not so sure how to describe it, but I find noting in everything. For example, School. Nothing, I have now come to realize that I have learned NOTHING in class all year. It has been a waste. Sure, ive been in the average grading area of a's and b's but what dose it really matter. I know that I have to keep going and that in the end it will be for my best but honestly, as of now, I could care less. Another example, Mariela Vargas died Friday durring my third hour class, Ve sent me a text telling me so. I was so irritated that I ended up crying in class, no one really noticed, but I was mad. Why mad, because she didnt deserve to die the way she died. It still hasnt gotten through my mind that she actually died. Something else bothering me would be every girls aggrvation of other girls and their so called boyfriends that they can trust. I honestly try to mantain afloat above all that drama, but man are my arms tired. I wonder how long it will take for me to really crack. Parents and sisters, what more is there to say, but that I only have 2 years to leave and go to College. I sincerely can not wait. Wow...Just now my mom decided to come up and read all that I just wrote....She even got mad at me, but then again, what do I care. There would be alot more to add to this, but now is not the time and this is not the place. I guess ill just have to shut it up and suck it up. The End.

Sigh.......

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