So as every parent tells you , don't talk to strangers, especially if it's someone on the internet. Well oops,, I did. I messaged someone to ask a question and next thing we started talking, aha as if we have been for a few months.
The girl I met is really nice, and sweet. I just had to tell you because, I think it's cool. Their's only been 2 people on the internet that i've exchanged numbers with because they were nice. One lives in Georgia. aha. Maggie Jonas! Duddeees, you have no idea how funny it was when I met her. I wrote in her truth box. And she posts a bulletin, like responding to my truth box comment and is like, "who wrote that? message me, I feel bad." So I respond and "i'm like someone wrote that?" aha. Stupid, I know but funny.
Then we started talking, aha. So funny, she still doesn't know it's me. ! aah. But anyways. I met another cool friend last night. It was so funny, we were just like "Oh, what do you think about this?" or "You know that?!" aah. She's just really nice. And she put me in a good mood, so knowing me, I just had to share the awesome experience! And by that, I mean meeting a cool person.
And this post, is me saying it's okay to talk to strangers, and definatley not okay to exchange numbers, but I like a risk. Just kidding! But I did. Cause I got a good vibe off them, not a weird one, which I do get from some people, no offense. So yeah, now i'm in a happy mood. Which I haven't been in, in like awhile.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
6:57 to talk
During this year, i've switched schools from public to private, through my choice. Last night I had a brake down. I just wanted to go back. I'm not gonna lie, I have no friends at my new school, and like any other person, I just want to go back. And I can't, so I have to learn to deal with that. Which I am learning, well not really.
You know the song "Hey Jude?" Well it tells a story. I'm not really sure what it's about because for that song particular i've never really listened or tried to figure out the lyrics. Everyone should have a story, so i'm gonna name my song "Hey Evelyn." Ohh, much better.
Towards the middle of the song, it starts to build up. Like my life. Everythings gonna add up and BAM just hit you. Like this song and song.
Everything started to add up, leaving public school, going to private school, wanting to go back. But like the song when I wanted to go back everything added up and BAM. Not going to happen.
I'd like to say, these blog's are gonna be fun to read but most of the time i'm just gonna vent, or yell, or even be mad, because when i'm doing one of those many things, I tend to write.
I like to write. Songs. Blogs. My life.
Have you every tried to write a poem? And their was those few times, YOU couldn't finish it because you just couldn't. Those are one of those times for me. I'd like to finish writing the poem im working on now, but it's not going to happen.
I compare things differently then other people do. In my head it makes sense and to you reading it, it probably doesn't. No one is reading this right now. or everyone. Cause would want to but over time, to myself writing this, i'll probably look and be like "I felt that or thought that" so for now bye.
You know the song "Hey Jude?" Well it tells a story. I'm not really sure what it's about because for that song particular i've never really listened or tried to figure out the lyrics. Everyone should have a story, so i'm gonna name my song "Hey Evelyn." Ohh, much better.
Towards the middle of the song, it starts to build up. Like my life. Everythings gonna add up and BAM just hit you. Like this song and song.
Everything started to add up, leaving public school, going to private school, wanting to go back. But like the song when I wanted to go back everything added up and BAM. Not going to happen.
I'd like to say, these blog's are gonna be fun to read but most of the time i'm just gonna vent, or yell, or even be mad, because when i'm doing one of those many things, I tend to write.
I like to write. Songs. Blogs. My life.
Have you every tried to write a poem? And their was those few times, YOU couldn't finish it because you just couldn't. Those are one of those times for me. I'd like to finish writing the poem im working on now, but it's not going to happen.
I compare things differently then other people do. In my head it makes sense and to you reading it, it probably doesn't. No one is reading this right now. or everyone. Cause would want to but over time, to myself writing this, i'll probably look and be like "I felt that or thought that" so for now bye.
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