Shane.Allan.Ring♥

Shane, Shane. You are something.
I remember seeing you in the hall near the 7-1&&7-2 locker bays and at first I thought you were Austin but I realized you were too short to be Austin. So then, I thought you were a new 8th grader. NO!
I then saw your red laniard. And got really excited. A new hella fine 7th grade boy. Mhmmmm.
I thought you were very cute so the next day I went up to you, told you my name, asked you yours, and your favourite colour.
At the end of the day;: "Lyndsey! Shane wants to see you!" my friend Victoriah had said to me. I went to your locker bay. You asked me for my cell phone number, I gave it to you.
We texted from the moment I got on the bus to 11 at night. You made it clear you liked me and you even asked me out, but I had a boyfriend.
You waited.
Cody and I broke up. That same day you and Megan got together. I was sad.
No you weren't my second choice. I was just nervous to break up with Cody and he went a really long period of time without responding to my texts.
So I waited. I was asked out by about four guys. I said no to all of them. Then Megan came up to me in the hallway on February 12th, the day of the Valentine's Day dance, and told me she was going to break up with you. Am I a bad person for being a little excited when she told me that...?
That night at the Valentines Dance...I asked you out. I knew I was being a bad friend. I knew it. But at that moment...I didn't care.
I had liked you longer than I had known Megan. Way longer than I had known she liked you.
You said yes. :].
I've been so happy since. I don't know what it is about you but you're so intriguing. You make me so happy, Shane. You really do. You're different than most guys our age who want to label themselves and get as many girls as possible. I know a lot of people will get mad at me for saying I'm in love without even being with someone for a month. But idgaf. I love you Shane. I do. Eventhough you're a creeper and rape people and knock over small children in Allskate and pour out my energy drinks. xPP. I'll be gone the day of our one month, I'll be on my way to Florida with Lindsay, but I promise I will call you. I promise. I love you so much, Shane. I do. I know you doubt it. I know you've been hurt. And that saddens me. But the happiness I have when I talk to you overpowers that. I love you kid.
PS: I'm missing you quite terribly.

Amen,
Lyndsey.

OMFG.

I owe Cody for life. He made me listen to Asking Alexandria. &&They are ah-mazing(;<33.

So today:;

Before School;: I woke up late and I was tired. My eye make-up was beastin' and rainbow today. ;].

First Hour;: We did the career thingie. I got Website Designer as my top one. >_>. Not what I want to do.

Second Hour;: I was cold.

Third Hour;: I hate being in Vagabonds. Like a lot.

Fourth Hour;: Cool.

Fifth Hour;: Fun as always.

Sixth Hour:; Boring.

Amen,
Lyndsey.

The Quest to Get High;: Advil.

So one of my bestfriend Lindsay's friend Cameron told me today you could get high off of snorting like three crushed up Advils.
And since I am on this quest to get stoned, I attempted. I followed his instructions and snorted it.
You know what it does?!
Makes your heart beat fast, white gooey stuff develop in your nostrils, a funky ass taste in the back of your throat, and no high whatsoever.
Yeah!
And to top it all off, my mom found out because I had some little crumb things on my nightstand from snorting it, I had to tell her before she called the police to drug test it for crack.
-_-.
Amen,
Lyndsey.

Suicide.

Suicide is one of those things nobody completely understands. A lot of people are left to make sense of it. Sometimes suicide victims don't even leave a note.
Sometimes people do it because of stress.
They feel like the world is pressuring them to do so many things at once or that they have been rushing through things in life that would normally take five years to do and they can't take it anymore and blow their brains out.
Sometimes people do it because of rejection.
Whether it be the world rejecting them, peers rejecting them, or whatever they just cannot take the sense of rejection. They can't comprehend that someone doesn't want them, or they feel the world would be better off so they slit their wrists.
Sometimes people do it because of grief.
Maybe they've lost someone who means so much to them, through death, through rejection, or through anger. They cannot take the sense of losing someone that close to them that they decide they can no longer live and pop a whole bottle of pain killers.
Sometimes people do it because of sadness.
They can't take being sad so much and can't find a sense of happy. They feel like jumping off a cliff would show them happiness, letting them let go, so they do it.
No matter what reason, its never the answer.
I'm not going to sit here and say how "stupid" or "ignorant" it is. Because I've tried.
I'll come right out and say it.
But thats not the point.
The point is, it runs through some peoples mind, whether its a small thought that quickly goes away, or a serious thought they plan on acting out on, its not "nothing".
1-800-HOPE

Amen,
Lyndsey.

2.09.2010

Before School: I woke up at 6:00 AM. I layed in bed for fifteen minutes. Took me forever to find something to wear. Looked like shit.

First Hour (Social Studies): Was boring. It was so boring I could have shot myself.

Second Hour (Adv. English): Was also boring! We had to copy down the sentences select vocabulary words from Animal Farm were in from the book AND the definitions from the dictionary.

Third Hour (Vagabonds Choir): Today was Lyssie's 14th birthday! (Happy Birthday Lyssie!] We basically just got on computers and I played sexual music while Lyssie, Mar-Mar, and I talked.

Fourth Hour (Algebra A): Before fourth hour at my locker I got my hand slammed in Raylene's locker. -_-. I went to the nurse because I thought I broke my hand and she said I was "over reacting.".

Lunch: Cassie came to school late because she went to Dennys with Brenna and Steven. I sang Happy Birthday to Alyssa. Lunch was A LOT of fun today. :}.

Fifth Hour (Astronomy): I GOT RAPED BY LINDSAY AND CLAYTON. D:.

Sixth Hour (Science): So much fun. We've had a sub since Monday, Mr. Greene, and he just basically lets us do whatever we want. After having all the blood rush to my head I almost passed out and Travis made fun of Noah and I was dyinggg.

After School: Jason picked me up today. We went to Polly's!

Amen,
Lyndsey.

High.

I want to get high off of something. I don't care what. Anything but meth and crack.
Dat shit is whack.
So is heroin. Thats what fucked up Sid Vicious. >_>.
So like pot and prescription meds are what I'd stick to.
x).

Amen,
Lyndsey.

2/3/2010

Before School: My mom told me she hated me.

First Hour (Social Studies): RAYLENE STILL HAS NOT CAME BACK TO SCHOOL. :[[[. I'm sad. We went through the whole Pakistan unit in one day. I'm excited for Israel. Leone<3.

Second Hour (Adv. English): We watched the 2/4 part of 1001 Arabian Nights. I really like this movie. <3. IT REMINDS ME OF LEONE BECAUSE HES MY LITTLE ARAB<3. xD.

Third Hour (Vagabonds Choir): Okay almost all of the good people were not there and we sounded terrible. Two of the three of our good basses quit and so did Danielle and she was a really good Soprano.
Fourth Hour (Algebra A): Justen put an extension in his hair and I laughed.

Lunch: Cassie did a little play with my Gummy Bears and Bailey and I agreed that Sam is a heartless douchebag. :].

Fifth Hour (Astronomy): I got in trouble for saying the volunteer from JCC was cute. Apparently it was "Rude and innappropiate.". -_-.

Sixth Hour (Science): We learned about asexual reproduction and sexual reproduction. I got to see frogs, birds, dragonflies, sea slugs, and bisons mating. Whoo.

After School: I got home and got on Myspace. Brandon and I talked and now hes one of my bestfriends again<3. I missed that kid. Still haven't talked to Cody. :/

Seriously. Seriously? SERIOUSLY?!

Okay this just pisses me off so much and anyone whos close to me knows what it is exactly.
Just because he isn't your fucking birth child DOES NOT and WILL NOT fucking EVER give you the right to treat him like fucking shit and treat your kid like fucking royalty.
Seriously!
Its wrong && it disgusts me. It makes me mad. It makes me want to strangle you!
Yeah you can be nice, you've been nice to me, whatever.
BUT YOU CAN'T FUCKING DO THIS.
Its wrong wrong wrong. Wrooooong.
It makes me want to puke all over this fucking laptop.
*pukes*
SEE?!?!
God mother fucking dammit.
God dammit dammit dammit DAMMIT.
Sorry for the bad words. :].
Amen,
Lyndsey.

PISSES ME OFF MORE THAN ANYTHING.

OKAY I AM GOING TO FUCKING DO THIS IN CAPITAL LETTERS BECAUSE IT PISSES ME OFF MORE THAN ANYTHING ON THIS PLANET!!!!!!!!!!

STOP FUCKING TRYING TO BREAK PEOPLE UP THAT ARE ALREADY DATING.
IT PISSES ME OFF TO NO END. NO END WHATSOEVER. IT FUCKING PISSES ME OFF LIKE FUCKING HELL AND I FUCKING HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE IT.

I WANT TO FUCKING KILL ANYONE WHO THINKS THATS COOL.

GOOD DAY SIR.

Micheal Jackson.

He lived and died.
Get the fuck over it.
I mean, I like MJ. I've got the Thriller album and a t-shirt. Not gonna hate, he was pretty cool. You know, its normal for like a few TV tributes or his songs to be on the radio for a week or two maybe three.
But like...almot what, six months? After he died theres a full on fucking tribute at the Grammys?
I didn't see ANY tributes whatsoever made when Joey Ramone, DJ AM, or Farrah Fawcett died.
Seriously.
xP.

Amen,
Lyndsey.