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I am so sick right now.. I can't breathe.

Mon, 13 Feb 2006 00:50:21 GMT

I have never felt so sad in my life. I cant breathe... and yet I can find the energy to cry my eyes out.

It hurts my heart so bad. I can't stop. Oh God... what has went wrong. What have I done to deserve this? It may be just a joke. But its not funny to me. You know that if I had found that I would be mad. But you still left it anyway. You know I can't take it. It hurts. It's killing me. This pain is something I can't stand to bear.

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Sun, 06 Nov 2005 03:32:25 GMT

Wow, it's been a long time since I've posted. I've just been busy posting on my dang myspace.. oh well. It's time for a good rant.

Ok. I hate liars. Seriously. I abhor anyone who lies to make people feel sorry for/like them. It makes me sick that someone would go around and say that their friends were killed on the way to their house, and it be a total lie. AND to make it even better, there is total proof that you are lying. How demented are you, honestly? Just to make someone feel sorry for you, just to make people pity you into being your friend. You are one fucked up person.

I also hate people to pretend to be something they're not. You walk around trying to be so cool, so punk, so hardcore, so whatever... you know what? In ten years, nobody will give a damn if you wore Chuck's to school. Nobody will care if you worship My Chemical Romance or Fall Out Boy (and I happen to like FOB myself) just because 3/4 of the student body does, because guess what, they won't be around that long or cool enough anymore for people to actually care. Fads rule for about a year, then nobody cares, end of story. Why not try to, I don't know, maybe mix it up a bit? So ... if you like something because everyone else does, you are just as lame as every other kid running around slitting their wrists and whining because they broke up with their girlfriend.

Thank you for your time and patience. You've just wasted 3 minutes of your life reading something you really don't care about.

*muah*

Holly

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Sun, 16 Oct 2005 15:37:31 GMT

My Girl, I'm prettier than her, and a parking lot...

I know, this blog title is quite interesting, but if you read on, I'm sure you'll undersand it. So .. Friday was our infamous Homecoming game.I went after school to Chad's to hang out and get dressed. I had a lot of fun just spending some time with him. At his house, I had an awesome cheeseburger, made by his dad. Then we headed back to the school at 6. I did my little Pirette duties and headed up to sit with the band. One of my very good friends, Becky Hatfield, ran for Miss BHS as well as another friend of mine, Kristin Daniels. As the time came for the girls to walk down the field, the band began to play .. unfortuantely enough, the song they chose had to be, My Girl. I would have to say that they played that damn song a good, four times. I felt like comitting suicide, especially since I went down closer to the field to cheer Becky and Krisin on. Finally, all the girls had made it to their places and Steve Phillips called out who would become the reigning queen. Kristin Daniels. I was kinda bummed because it wasn't Becky, she had wanted it so bad. But on the otherhand, Kristin (who had never been on the court before) deserved it as well. I was just proud they both made it that far in the first place. I know I wouldn't have. The game itself .. I know we won, but that's about it. Being the social butterfly I am, I was too busy trying on band hats, dancing to the school song, and talking, to pay any attention to the game. I got a lot of comments about how I looked too. Some I overheard from people, and some were nice enough to just blatently say it. And may I say, without being forward... I was hot. You wouldn't believe how many people told me I had lost weight, looked really nice, etc. etc. Even Mrs. Goff said I looked nice. I felt really good about myself. I saw a lot of people I hadn't in a while. Heather Dotson, Kel Hale, Zack Staton, Megan Thornsbury, Burt Ward, and a lot of other people. I didn't realize how many friends I had that were seniors last year. That's when reality struck. I'm graduating this year, and then I'll be thrown to the sharks. All of us will be. And it may just be me, but that is really bittersweet.

Okay, I've gotta stop writing about graduation or I'll get depressed... Anyway, after the game, we (as in Me, Chad, Tony, Portzer, Goad, Justin Morris, and Zack) went to McDonalds. As Chad ordered my #6 (Spicy Chicken sandwich), I just happened to see another person I hadn't in a while. Jessica Justice. I said a few words to her to be nice and continued on my way to sit down with the guys. Jessica May, Jessica Justice, and Brandon Wolford then sit down two booths away. Goad, being the guy he is, just randomly looks at Jessica May and says "Hey Hey, May" And with that, all Hell broke loose. She replys with a nice little, "Goad, don't even talk to me." Well, a few seconds go by and Goad begins to explain why Jessica May hates him. Not one minute into the story, I realize I am being called over by Jessica Justice. So, unwillingly, I walk over and sit down. She asks what Goad is saying about her, and I try to convince her that he wasn't talking about her. And in all honesty, he really wasn't. He was not tlkaing about Jessica Justice. But, she doesn't believe me, so she goes on this big rampage about how she plans to kick his ass. So with that, I get up and walk back to the table. Goad's face is chalk-white. Stealthily, I tell him what she plans to do and I convince Chad that we need to leave. So, there we go.. out into the parking lot, with Goad trailing behind us, freaking out about getting jumped by her. Suddenly, Jessica comes bolting out of the door and begins to provoke Goad, pushing him and calling him names. I have to admit though, Goad was being really cool about it. He wasn't going to hit a girl. Time goes by while Chad and I are watching the events from the safety of his car, until the rest of the guys with us can get Jessica away from Goad long enough so that he can get into Zack's car. Then, we take off, leaving her scrambling in the midst of empty cars. Then Chad takes me home around 11:30.

And surprisingly, all in all, that day was one of the most fun I've had in a long time.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Sat, 24 Sep 2005 18:59:13 GMT

PARTY AT MY HOUSE

HALLOWEEN NIGHT, OCT. 31

6:00 p.m.- 'til we can't dance no mo'

(or 12, which ever comes first.)

(Hide and Seek---Graveyard Style)

Playing:

The Blank Silhouette Beside Me

BE THERE OR BE SQUARE BITCHES!

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Thu, 22 Sep 2005 23:55:03 GMT

I LOVE CHAD ABSHIRE!!!!

..Just thought you skanks should know.. *muah*

Much love darlings.

Monday, September 05, 2005

Mon, 05 Sep 2005 20:02:25 GMT

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Sunday, September 04, 2005

Sun, 04 Sep 2005 23:26:31 GMT

Party is changed to next weekend sometime .. hopefully Saturday.

I'll post back with the latest news.

..much love kids..

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Sat, 03 Sep 2005 22:42:00 GMT

I'M THROWING A PARTY @ MY HOUSE ON MONDAY THE 5TH!

IT'S FROM 5:00 TO 10:00

BRING YOUR SWIM TRUNKS KIDS!

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Sun, 21 Aug 2005 14:05:22 GMT

Welp... *sigh* yesterday wasn't as great as I had expected it to be. I was practically molested (but on the other hand, my friend protected because Chad wasn't there), I had to work out on the football field for 2 hours in a black t-shirt, jeans, and my hair was down. It was so dang hot; I felt bad for Chad because he had to work out in the heat for 8 hours... I was planning on going to the football game, but had to baby-sit. I didn't think Chad could go because he had to work, so it wasn't a big deal. Then I found out he left work early to meet me at the game .. only to find I wasn't there. At my aunt's house, I was treated either two ways: like I was 9 years old again, or like I wasn't even there to begin with. Then my DVD player refused to work, as well as the VCR player, so the 5 bucks I spent on a movie, was completely blown. And everybody just seemed to be in a bad mood.. it sucked. I was sad. Still am.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Sun, 14 Aug 2005 16:41:57 GMT

Welp ... school starts tomorrow *sigh* and the rest of my life begins. What fun. I dread it so much. Honestly, I don't want to see 3/4 of the people I know I'm going to for the next 8 months of my life... ugh. What a bummer! But this year is gonna be different. New friends and a soulmate, how awesome does that sound!?!? I'm ready to get it over with, but sad to see it go. I'll post back soon..

Much love.