post 2-that party last night was awful crazy, i hope somebody taped it...

There was no party. Last night was not that crazy, and if someone had taped it, they would probablly just laugh for hours on end. I had a sleepover with some of my girls =) It was pretty fun, we usually have fun together. And then there are times when I just want to stay home in a pair of ratty sweatpants and a sweatshirt, listen to my favorite music for hours and ignore every phone call or text message. I don't wear make-up, and I put my hair practically on the top of my head in a messy ponytail. Some people make the arguement that a person is most beautiful in their 'gross' moments. I don't know about you, but when I look as I just described? Yeah, I look like fucking shit, I don't know about you.

I like to think I look the prettiest when I first get to school, and then towards the end of school, or during a basketball game. When I first get to school, my make-up is fresh, my hair is flawless. Don't get me wrong, this lasts all of about...five minutes. But during a basketball game, when I'm running my ass off, my hair going crazy, sweating amount unnatural for maybe some men (jk). I sweat though, a lot. But I do feel like I am pretty sometimes, and I think once you've learned to accept that about yourself, things will be a lot easier for you.

If someone tells you your too fat, or skinny, to tall or short, too ugly or strange looking, first of all, remember that if you're happy how you are, fuck everyone else, you look how you look and you love it, plain and simple. Second of all, have you ever thought someone was cute, and then the person next to you was like, 'ehmahgawd, ew no!', you know, being really gay and everything? That should make you realize that there is someone out there who will think you are beautiful, no matter what you're wearing, or how you do your hair, and make-up. There's real beauty in everyone, and sometimes, you can't see it through all the artificial hair, and cover-up.

Make-Up lies.

That would be a good poem name, or a song name? Huh, I'm going to have to write something with that title now, just so I can claim it before anyone else does, and then makes millions of dollars off it, and I'm sitting here like, 'are you fucking kidding'. Yes, with my luck, that is exactly what would happen.

Alright, well, I've got to go run off and shower, and get ready to actually go out now. Oh, and I just remembered that last time I was saying how 'my time is about to expire' or whatever, I'm not dying. My parents are a bit like nazi's you could say, (not really, only in my mind), and they have limited the amount of time we spend online with a trusty little timer on our accounts, (our=me, connor, and dylan, my brothers.) But yes, limited to one hour everyday, although sometimes we get lucky and it glitches, mainly in our favor =)

Oh! Song of the...well, my main song right now is either Do What You Do, by the fantastico CIWWAF, or Lighthouse by the love THS(the hush sound). Alright, really now, I'm peacing out.

--Flood

First Post

Well, I'm new to the whole blogging thing...obviously. I was trying to make my page look fucking ghetto, but I don't know if I managed it. Oh well, I like it, and that's all matters. See, sometimes people care to fucking much what others think. And in the end, no people do stupid things to make them look better, or get them liked better. Who gives a shit? If you're not happy being yourself, fuck them. I'm trying to get all deep and poetic, god knows I'm not a poem person, well maybe I am a little. You know, this reminds me of a quote. If an of you have seen "Little Miss Sunshine," you know it. "Do what you love, fuck the rest." The old grandpa who was addicted to porn and drugs said this shit. In the end, the people that think like him...they really get to live.

This brings me to this cool thing I wrote like...five seconds ago.

life is worth everything youve got so live until you stop breathing love until that heart stops beating try until your fingers start bleeding run like your feet are on fire want until you can anymore dont give up till theyve given in live like each day is your last stay up till six in the morning wake up at two in the afternoon dont forget to wish at 11:11 make all your wildest dreams come true dont forget to hold everything close and push nothing away try something new every damn day.
live like youve never lived before.

Yeah so, my time is about to expire. I'll hit this shit up again laterr. Peace homes.

--Flood