My Former Family.

Today I listened to our song. No, I'm not talking about a boy. I'm talking about my group of 7 other disfunctional teens and one semi-functional 22 year old.

We have all become distant. WR, DE, and MJ of course are the most distant. MJ because his world is so different, I'm probably the only one he really talks to. DE because he just doesn't care, and WR cause that's just who he is.

I try to avoid our song as often as possible, but sometimes I can't resist, I am only human.

I' off to the one place that makes me truly happy tomorrow. Copeland.

Home Sweet Home?

I've been out of town for two weeks. Working at a summer camp. Actually I was volunteering. I'll be working there for the next four weeks. I thought I missed home. When I got here I just wanted to go back to the island. MH and AS went on a date tonight. It appears as if they have been flirting a lot and once I left they got closer and closer. Anyway it's not like it's the end of the world. I just feel like now no one needs me. MH doesn't need me to complain about boys with. AS doesn't need me to be here at all.

No one wrote me letters, no one sent me emails, no one answered my emails, they have all just pretended I never existed. It's like I wasn't that important. Like I didn't comfort them all night when their mother died, or stand by them for years while they where in love with their gay asshole friend, or respect all their choices, help them with school, friend, family, and relationship troubles. I feel used and abused. I feel like all I do is give to every friendship I have and get nothing back.

No one cares anymore about my problems, but they expect me to care about theirs.

"JR is talking to me again, what do I do?"

I fell off a latter, had a panic attack, worked 24/7 for no pay and 12 hours of those hours in a hot kitchen with no break while on the verge of tears and she wants to talk about some fat asshole who started talking to her again.

I'd love to be the adult here, but I'm sick of it, It's time top get pissed off and bitchy. I don't have long I better get started now...

ok so maybe they do care, but I still want them to show it, it's be really nice.

Chance of a Life Time

You might think something as great as getting to see one of your favorite bands of all time perform live would make your heart leap from your chest at the very thought of it. But lately when I start to think of September 20th and having only three rows separating Anthony, Flea, John, Chad and I, I seem to feel guilty, and frustrated.

SM my "EX" (We really only had a small thing) got me the ticket. This was after everything between us was over too. Now all he does is make me feel like shit about taking the ticket. I didn't even know he got them in the first place, all I knew was that AS had tickets for us. I think that if he wanted the ticket he should have taken it.

Anyway he thinks I hate him, many 'a people have reassured him I don't. If I tried I'm quite positive he'd call me a bitch, slap me and tell me to make him a sandwich or something.

Does any of this even matter, he is a moody bum and I'm going to see the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I'm going with SM's bother and his friends along with SA, BA, and either SCM or HA not SM. Oh High School.

Internet Quizes Telling You The Truth?

So I felt bored tonight. I should have been studying for my Chem Quiz tomorrow but instead I find myself doing lame quizzes. So I guess this is the last one for the night. Another thing about me is that I have in fact never kissed a boy (or a man, or even a girl :P). So this quiz may be lieing for all I know.

It's funny how much we trust these things. Girls flock to these sites to find out if their crush and them are soul mates, or which Harry Potter actor is there best match. When the truth is these quizzes have about a 1 in 10 chance of being right. And this is only because the person who created the quiz only made 10 alternate answers.

In real life if your crush doesn't call you all the time, or sit next to you in the cafeteria it doesn't mean he/she doesn't like you. Most likely you aren't calling them all the time either or sitting next to them. So does that mean you don't really like them?

So in conclusion I say... Do them, they are fun. :)

Your love is... by ChibiMarronchan
Your name is...
Your kiss is...	delicious
Your hugs are...	warm
Your eyes...	sparkle like the stars
Your touch is...	awakening my heart
Your smell is...	amazing
Your smile is...	hypnotising
Your love is...	eternal
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Once upon a time...

Once upon a time a girl was born into a then family of 4. This family was the typical American family. Middle class with one girl, one boy, and a nice home in a good neighborhood. The only difference was that they were not in America but rather in Canada. Winnipeg, Manitoba to be exact.

Sixteen years latter, this family now lives in the same place, and same house. The eldest Daughter has now moved out and is approximately 24 years of age. The eldest son (21) still lives at home and can often be found working at a fancy restaurant or with his new girlfriend. The youngest daughter on the other hand, is in grade 11 and can often be found stressing over the little things in life, playing tennis against the local elementary school, or on the computer.

As you may have guessed, I am that youngest daughter. My name is Christine.

So I've decided I need a job. In truth I decided this about a year ago...but never did get one. My parents have been pushing it and now that I owe people some money I probably should. My friend HJ told me that some people just quit at Little Caesars, so tonight I'm going to do a cover letter and go drop off my resume. That is if I ever get off my ass.

On another note as usual I've been thinking about AS a lot lately. I always have, haven't I? He's one of my best friends and like every teenage movie I have a big crush on him. It's been more than a year, I'm pathetic. Anyway last night I watched The Family Stone again and it got me thinking about how hard this years Christmas is going to be. It will be his first without his mom. Poor guy. Sometimes I just want to give him a hug because you can just tell by his look that he is thinking of her.

AS has been one of my best friends for about a year and a half now but I never knew much about his life. He moved to Winnipeg in grade 8 and I met him in grade 9. He used to live with his mom in the states. All I knew was that his parents were divorced, she now lived in Alberta, his dad's a doctor, they don't have much money and his sister's a slut. Then a week before winter break this past year he called me crying on the phone. He told me his mom was going to die in like 7 days and that he always knew it was coming. She was an alcoholic. So he left to see her and when he came back we only talked about it here in there. In 5 days he is going to Ontario for her funeral.

So that's some of my life. More is to come about my past future and present.

peace. love. happiness.