Man. XD I feel good. (DURNDURNDURNDURNDURNDURN) and I knew that I would.
SO GOOD. (DUNDUN)
SO GOOD (DUNDUN)
-spazz- XD
The BAD part was when I came home from work and my brother was asleep (which isn't normal) and I couldn't find my cat. So I went downstairs and my mom was like "Before you go bcak up, you'll need to find your cat to take too."
And so I was just like "...why is my cat down here?"
"Well, there was an incident so your brother isn't allowed to touch her and we brought her down here."
"......INCIDENT?"
"She pooped in the bathroom soo..."
IN EXPLANATION.
Recently my brother has been bugging Sassy like, EVERY ten minutes. Picking her up and flopping her over and throwing stuff at her, anything and everything. And I seriously CAN'T do anything, because I can't just grab her away from him, he'll squeeze her to keep a hold on her and that'll hurt her. But it's basically shooting her nerves, and recently she's been pooping everywhere because her nerves are getting shot.
so I'm so pissed right now because he's like, KILLING my cat. She's getting sick from it and I'm tired of his immaturity and idiocy. I mean, I've literally thought about killing him or how we would be so much better off without him..but I'm NOT going to kill him or anything. I may punch him soon but not kill him.
And it just makes me feel cold and heartless that I would want to kill my own brother.
And then there's also the fact that I really keep no contact with my friends from school. Next year I'm going back to regular school, and I made NO effort whatsoever to keep contact with anyone there. At the Musical, I saw several friends and waved al spazz-happily at them, but they just looked at me, blankly stared, and then looked away. Like, they KNEW it was me. I could TELL that, but they never acknowledged, they just ignored. And that raelly stabbed me in the stone-hard-heart I have.
I'm just so...I don't know. Untrusting of people around here. I've been betrayed too many times when I was littler that it's had its long-term affects on me, and I hate it, and I'm TRYING to get rid of that, and I guess I am because I can open up to Brit more and more each time I talk to her.
But, I also think, they never opened up to me, or tried to make contaact with me, either.
I don't know...
@_@' I'm tired and whatnot so YEY. -flops-
Time to go to bed. Gotta sing tomorrow sooooo xD heh.
It's the first day of spring in the Northern Hemisphere and the first day of autumn in the Southern Hemisphere. What season do you want it to be where you live? |
Today I saw my friend Brittany in the hallway. So I ran up beside her and was all "HEY!!! 8D"
And at first she gave me this "O_O???" then went "OH MY GOD!"
And I all grinned.
I haven't talked to her in a long time, I really need to keep in touch with my friends. But...for some reason, I feel like the friends I have there are just fakes I've made to keep me going. I can't really explain it, it's hard for me, but it's sort of like I'm using them in a way...like, I've never been to Brittany's house in the how many years I've known her, only been to Sam's once, and everyone else never even invited me.
And what kills me, too, is hearing the "OH MY GOD! CAITLIN?!" from my so called 'friends' as I walk down the hall, and I just turn, smile, and wave and continue on.
It's like I don't care, and they're just people that I use to fill my time..and I REALLY hate it. I hate it that I've done that...played them like I was their friends.
But in my life time, I've been betrayed a ton of times and I guess deep down, I've never gotten to know them because I was scared of being hurt again. And, I never seemed to fit in. I was always wearing some sort of mask when around them, I was never myself.
I wonder, what would they say if they saw and got to know the real me?
I mean, if I suddenly just revealed who I was and didn't care, and 'changed'.
I'm sure most wouldn't like me anymore, and I'm sure some would still like me...but somehow I'm not willing to do that. I'm very selective about my friends, as many know, and only the people I trust 100% KNOW the real me.
I don't even know the real me, which is scary. I always surprise myself when I look at a couple and go "...I'm jealous" when they tell each other they love the other and kiss and are happy.
I never wanted to get sucked into the love cycle. I always thought it was useless, vague, too wide and distracting. But, like every other teenage girl, I've gotten into a crush.
But it's not bad. Really. It just makes me happy to know I'm somewhat normal for a teen. I just wish I could explain to my parents and family about my crush, since my crush is one they would see as blasphamey and disgusting.
But hey, who cares?
My crush is my crush, and no one else's opinion matters.
Yup! Thas it!
I'd just love to be able to smile at the sky, while on that swing, and say, "I'm happy. Thank you."
Maybe I'll never find that swing, and maybe I will. Maybe I won't need it. But I hope I will.
Because I think that being able to clear my head by sitting on a tool that connects me to childhood memories long forgotten, would be wonderful.
I'd love to meet that swing.
I'd love to swing with that swing.
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