I just can’t get over how 12-13 year olds can be so hot
and when I was 12/13 I was a nerd running around still wearing my non-skinny jeans and “come to the darkside we have cookies” t-shirt. And my hair wasn’t straightened, i didnt wear make-up, i didn’t shop at forever 21, i brought my gameboy and pokemon cards everywhere, i didnt luv ma boyfren f0revur~`, and I don’t know man.
or maybe i was just a nerd..
I had so many tshirts with little foods saying puns.
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Anything you do can get you killed including doing nothing. Enjoy living while you can. If you ever ask somebody who has been in a life or death situation how they felt about it they would tell you it made them appreciate living not fear death.
Good words Cody. Thanks. I get a little freaked out every once in awhile but I always get back up. Its a good thing to live by. To just enjoy life as it is.
"So I was about 14 or 15 and on 4th of July me and a bunch of guys were lighting off firecrackers. And then these guys, the Pensky brothers, light one off and throw it on top of a portable. Then my sister Kim’s boyfriend, Chris, says "Hey man, thats not cool. Theres insulin up there and can start a fire." Then the same guy, does it again. Chris grabs him by the collar and gets in his face and says "Hey. I already told you thats not cool. You could start a fire." Then the guy pushes back and they start "scuffling". I go in and hit him in the back but I knew he had it covered. They walk away all angry and we go home. The next day we go back and spray painted on the portable is, "Jorgensens Suck". I think it was even spelled wrong or something. But a year later I met the same guys in the park when I was playing basketball. He looks at me and I’m a foot taller and he says "Hey you grew a lot man". Well I remembered out last encounter and I made sure they didn’t get a shot. "
I love my dad’s stories.
Jorgensens Suck. That killed me. I would love a picture of that.
I don’t know why but this past day I’ve been really scared I am going to die. That I am going to be the one kid in your school who doesn’t make it to graduation.
I was trying to fall asleep last night and the idea of myself dyeing just hit me. I don’t even think there were any specific thoughts, just I’m going to dye. It shook me.
There is one frame in my house that has all of my school pictures in it, preschool to junior year. It fell down in the middle of the night and the glass broke. My sister’s frame is right below mine and it stayed up. I’m not usually superstitious but maybe Junior year is as far as I go.
I’m scared of death. I like being happy but I can’t call myself carefree. I’m scared.
Brenda picked me up and we went to 607 then McDonalds then we headed toward my house but we saw Dana so we U-turned but she crossed the street so we un-U-turned and went back and waited for her. Then Brenda went to polish her furniture.
Then I embarrassed myself over the phone with an employer. Yeah.
Got froyo with Bruckner and Bre. Messed with Bruckner. :) Favorite passtime. Then pizza party with some people and we watched the Justin Bieber movie with OOOOsher.
Yeah. Good day. Good people.
And for Emily and Madi in France I hope you are mostly safe but have fun and remember to FSU.
hey hey hey just b/c I am asian DOES NOT MEAN ... that i should be good at ping pong... THE MOST IMPORTANT THING is ... that we make a good team <3 :D
That Mitchell fellow was undeniably cheating with some far-off magical hypnotic magnetic ping pong force.
Cindy, you are by far one of the weirdest kids I have ever met.