Your resident loveaholic,
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1 year ago
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Allow Me to Reintroduce Myself...
Somehow I'm not the same as I used to be. But there's nothing wrong with that. I'm not as melancholy, more like i'm happy all the time. I'm just tryna get through SEN10R year without pulling all my hair out. But now i'm never in the house. and i'm ready for some more excitement. Stay tuned this could get interesting;)
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Gimme Some Inspiration
Or Something to help me get through these few days before school starts. I fucking hate my job, losing weight is a bitch, and i'm constantly getting sick.
But I have just the thing to help me get over it. We're going to Chicago in five glorious days. That's right, the windy city. I won't have to think about driving, or school, or anything of importance. Just me and my city. The only thing that would make it better is if when we came home my uncle had moved out and left us the house to ourselves. BTW, we don't like visitors. They always in your business,inhaling your exhale. It's too much,enought to make me want to choke a bitch.
And work is no better. I shouldn't even actually call it a job. Five hours a week will barely give me gas money, let alone enough money to support my shoe fetish. So now I have to go back to school wearing the same tired ass flats till i get another job. But i should stop whining, I have a job and while it doesn't give me enough hours,it gives me some sort of money and how can you complain about that.
I'm tired now,maybe i'll finish these thoughts later
But I have just the thing to help me get over it. We're going to Chicago in five glorious days. That's right, the windy city. I won't have to think about driving, or school, or anything of importance. Just me and my city. The only thing that would make it better is if when we came home my uncle had moved out and left us the house to ourselves. BTW, we don't like visitors. They always in your business,inhaling your exhale. It's too much,enought to make me want to choke a bitch.
And work is no better. I shouldn't even actually call it a job. Five hours a week will barely give me gas money, let alone enough money to support my shoe fetish. So now I have to go back to school wearing the same tired ass flats till i get another job. But i should stop whining, I have a job and while it doesn't give me enough hours,it gives me some sort of money and how can you complain about that.
I'm tired now,maybe i'll finish these thoughts later
Your resident loveaholic,
Level:}
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
So what have you been up to?
I went on blogging hiatus...yeah yeah yeah so what.
But here's a question... what qualifies a healthy relationship?
Are arguments a good or bad thing?
Should you want to choke somebody more than you want to hug them?
Think about it
Level:)
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Taylor Swift is my role model.
Now most people would be like wtf is she doing with that white girl as her role model. Plain and simple the bitch is gangster. I wish I could play my guitar and write songs about people with no remorse. Plus the music is just pretty good.I haven't written on here in a million and ten years.Shit is wild and busy and blah,blah.Spring break ended today:(I don't wanna fucking go back to school tomorrow. I don't even pay attention anymore, just talk to niggas and think about clothes.My hair is so fucking damaged its not even cool. I'm just gonna get braids in like two weeks and let the shit grow. BTW, I need a job and to get my permit.and I know i'm almost seventeen what am i doing but whatever. I did get my car though.Its real cute.
But know down to the nitty gritty. People are pissing me off on the fucking daily. Like my so called friend,U, got pissed at my other friend K and my big sis for coming to visit me and my mama at my house and not telling her. She's also mad cause she doesn't have my big sis's number anymore and her feelings is hurt,whatever whatever. she done found some new friends and forgot about her us her supposed sisters. I didn't even care until she called and tried to go off on K while we were at the house. Talking shit about her not being here and always getting left out.I'm just fucking sick of people playing victim when they doing wrong shit too. At least K had balls enough to say she didn't tell her they were coming cause they didn't want to pick her up cause she never gives gas money like everybody else. I would understand if times were hard but she works at a pharmacy and doesn't have any bills. But then she calls me today and bitches to me about my sister, talking bout how my sister hasn't called her and this and that. I wanted to cuss her out but i held my peace. How you gon bitch to me about my flesh and blood. Now my sister is pissed cause obviously i let her know. Tell me if you think I'm wrong for that. I hate drama when I'm in it. Its a waste of fucking time for everybody.
But i'll hop off my soap box and go read some more blogs.
But know down to the nitty gritty. People are pissing me off on the fucking daily. Like my so called friend,U, got pissed at my other friend K and my big sis for coming to visit me and my mama at my house and not telling her. She's also mad cause she doesn't have my big sis's number anymore and her feelings is hurt,whatever whatever. she done found some new friends and forgot about her us her supposed sisters. I didn't even care until she called and tried to go off on K while we were at the house. Talking shit about her not being here and always getting left out.I'm just fucking sick of people playing victim when they doing wrong shit too. At least K had balls enough to say she didn't tell her they were coming cause they didn't want to pick her up cause she never gives gas money like everybody else. I would understand if times were hard but she works at a pharmacy and doesn't have any bills. But then she calls me today and bitches to me about my sister, talking bout how my sister hasn't called her and this and that. I wanted to cuss her out but i held my peace. How you gon bitch to me about my flesh and blood. Now my sister is pissed cause obviously i let her know. Tell me if you think I'm wrong for that. I hate drama when I'm in it. Its a waste of fucking time for everybody.
But i'll hop off my soap box and go read some more blogs.
Your resident love-a-holic,
Level:)
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Lemme grade you,give a report card.
i'm an asshole.yeah i'll come right out and say it.i'll make fun of you and gossip about you.now this not might be that a bad thing except for the fact that i have absolutely remorse about it.for me its just a fact of life.most of my friends tell me"you know why i love you? cause you're so rude and you just don't care."i wonder when i'll progress out of this constant asshole state. i can't even be nice to my mama. while she isn't the gentlest person on earth she deserves better than my treatment to her.but i guess i'm like that girl in fahrenheit 451,seventeen and insane because apparently those two go together.
along with being an asshole,i'm lonely.my friends go out and conveniently forget to invite me or make plans with me right there but i'm not invited.and i'm not the type to invite myself along.and of course every dude i like is an asshole just like me that i can't stand most of the time.i'm just like my mama with bad taste in men and a poor disposition.but i'm done pitying myself.pity parties aren't all they're cracked up to be.
i've been trying to get my permit, cause my mama just bought me a car.yeah i'm spoiled. its a chrysler 300:) i wonder what i'll name it. and yes i name everything. i even had a pimple named joaquin, he left after two days.
my gossip-ing is catching up with me.i told this secret about this boy and his sexual escapades and he found out.he was "mad" at me for like an hour but i guess i've learned my lesson. i know if i do it again the next person won't be so nice about it. and i'm trying my hardest to make my friendships stronger but i have trust issues like you wouldn't believe. i don't let people take me home from school cause i'm afraid they'll resent driving me or i just don't feel like i'm worth it. maybe my mama raised me to be too independent.i have a to-do list a mile long and that's number one. sometimes i have to remind myself that some things are out of my hands.i stay up at night still worrying about everything in life,even unimportant things.
regardless of what people think,i'm sensitive as hell.i'll cry if i think i hurt your feelings,which doesn't really go along with me being an asshole but whatever.and some people like to see me down. it gives them pleasure to know that little miss perfect is having a breakdown. i don't know why people think i'm so perfect but they're wrong. for my sixteenth birthday, my mom went to pick my sister up from jail.i spent my summer in a courtroom with her constantly. but nobody knows that. all they know is that i put a smile on my face and walk around like everything is just peachy. but i'm just faking it till i make it.
on a lighter note,its almost spring break and i'm going to a wedding. never in my short-legged life have i been to one.i'm so excited about it, plus i get to wear a dress. i'll probably post pictures of the road trip and of my new car.i think that's all for now.
Your resident loveaholic,
Level:)
P.S: Thanks to everybody that has good music on your blog,you make me happy in my heart.
along with being an asshole,i'm lonely.my friends go out and conveniently forget to invite me or make plans with me right there but i'm not invited.and i'm not the type to invite myself along.and of course every dude i like is an asshole just like me that i can't stand most of the time.i'm just like my mama with bad taste in men and a poor disposition.but i'm done pitying myself.pity parties aren't all they're cracked up to be.
i've been trying to get my permit, cause my mama just bought me a car.yeah i'm spoiled. its a chrysler 300:) i wonder what i'll name it. and yes i name everything. i even had a pimple named joaquin, he left after two days.
my gossip-ing is catching up with me.i told this secret about this boy and his sexual escapades and he found out.he was "mad" at me for like an hour but i guess i've learned my lesson. i know if i do it again the next person won't be so nice about it. and i'm trying my hardest to make my friendships stronger but i have trust issues like you wouldn't believe. i don't let people take me home from school cause i'm afraid they'll resent driving me or i just don't feel like i'm worth it. maybe my mama raised me to be too independent.i have a to-do list a mile long and that's number one. sometimes i have to remind myself that some things are out of my hands.i stay up at night still worrying about everything in life,even unimportant things.
regardless of what people think,i'm sensitive as hell.i'll cry if i think i hurt your feelings,which doesn't really go along with me being an asshole but whatever.and some people like to see me down. it gives them pleasure to know that little miss perfect is having a breakdown. i don't know why people think i'm so perfect but they're wrong. for my sixteenth birthday, my mom went to pick my sister up from jail.i spent my summer in a courtroom with her constantly. but nobody knows that. all they know is that i put a smile on my face and walk around like everything is just peachy. but i'm just faking it till i make it.
on a lighter note,its almost spring break and i'm going to a wedding. never in my short-legged life have i been to one.i'm so excited about it, plus i get to wear a dress. i'll probably post pictures of the road trip and of my new car.i think that's all for now.
Your resident loveaholic,
Level:)
P.S: Thanks to everybody that has good music on your blog,you make me happy in my heart.
Monday, February 16, 2009
hey kid,plural.
I'm tired and I haven't written on here in twelve days i think. I guess its cause I'm a busy bee. I sang at our school's Valentine's Day assembly and my mama even came. SHOCKER! lol, but seriously people haven't stopped coming up to me randomly and giving me compliments. I don't know how I feel about this. I mean its good cause I'll never front and act like I don't like the attention but I just feel like the singing was normal and what not. i feel like dude in superbad when they're talking about the guy with the amazing voice. And people keep asking me to sing for them. Ha, I don't even sing for my family. which I guess is retarded cause I sang for my whole school but whatever. I'm gonna figure out how to put up the video of me singing from my phone so I can post it on here.
"This is the guy with the beautiful voice!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v5zDOjgTY_A
go watch it!
But anyway, I've been thinking about what kind of person I am. You know there's the girly one, tomboy and so on. I'm in the middle. I don't like wearing sneakers that much anymore but never will I wear a dress. You get the point. I can't even categorize my style. You know how you read magazines and they say oh she's punk and she's urban, well how do they come up with those. I'm starting to think somebody just pulled those classifications out of their ass. And I'm starting to wonder how I even got the friends I have. Like some of them are just beautiful and others are tall and thin like models and I'm there short, kinda stumpy with short hair and not half as cute clothes. We sit with all these guys at lunch and sometimes I'm just quiet feeling like I don't belong. I seriously feel like if it we weren't friends, I'd hate them. I can only imagine what our whole group looks like from the outside.
You may have noticed I didn't say anything about v-day. I got a purse from my mom and slept all day,it was wack. And that's about it. But my purse is freaking cute:) Now I'm going to bed or to watch some reality tv, my sad obsession.
"This is the guy with the beautiful voice!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v5zDOjgTY_A
go watch it!
But anyway, I've been thinking about what kind of person I am. You know there's the girly one, tomboy and so on. I'm in the middle. I don't like wearing sneakers that much anymore but never will I wear a dress. You get the point. I can't even categorize my style. You know how you read magazines and they say oh she's punk and she's urban, well how do they come up with those. I'm starting to think somebody just pulled those classifications out of their ass. And I'm starting to wonder how I even got the friends I have. Like some of them are just beautiful and others are tall and thin like models and I'm there short, kinda stumpy with short hair and not half as cute clothes. We sit with all these guys at lunch and sometimes I'm just quiet feeling like I don't belong. I seriously feel like if it we weren't friends, I'd hate them. I can only imagine what our whole group looks like from the outside.
You may have noticed I didn't say anything about v-day. I got a purse from my mom and slept all day,it was wack. And that's about it. But my purse is freaking cute:) Now I'm going to bed or to watch some reality tv, my sad obsession.
Your resident loveaholic,
Level;)
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
burnin' up for youu babyy:)
I'm a nerd and I'm feeling very positive. Although today B told me somebody was telling how my paper got shredded. So rude. Anyways my back hurts really bad lately. I wonder if my boobs are getting too big, or if I just need to work out more. Probably the latter.
Anyway, I'm on my mom's computer aka the good one. I'm starving and I really want to take a nap today. AP Chem test today was brutal. I got in there and went a little blank. Then of course somebody finishes in like twenty minutes and I was like oop,better hurry up. I'm feeling a C coming on. Usually I'm right about these things.
You know what really grinds my gears? Guys who try to be so cool when they talk to you and it doesn't work so you just end up laughing at them. This guy comes to ask me for help in class and he was trying to be so cool and clever and I just thought he looked kinda goofy.But I was nice and just smiled and helped him. I just feel like they should be themselves because I'm more likely to be interested in you then. And I really thought girls were the only ones who did that,but apparently not.
Occasionally, I wish my car rides home with B were longer so we could talk more. We have freaking funny conversations. Like today we talked about guy mood swings, which come more often than a girl's but last for a shorter time.She's cool people.
I can't wait for the spring talent show, so I can sing. In no way would I say I was the best, but when I sing I get everything out. Happy or sad, I'm better when I've been singing. But when I'm angry, that's a totally different voice. Way more aggressive. My mom thinks its funny. And she said she's not taking anything from me since I started cleaning my room, thank goodness. Now all I have to do is fold clothes, sweep the floor and mop. Three hours tops. I think I'll do it Friday.
It's the fourth day of black history month, I'm happy:)
Anyway, I'm on my mom's computer aka the good one. I'm starving and I really want to take a nap today. AP Chem test today was brutal. I got in there and went a little blank. Then of course somebody finishes in like twenty minutes and I was like oop,better hurry up. I'm feeling a C coming on. Usually I'm right about these things.
You know what really grinds my gears? Guys who try to be so cool when they talk to you and it doesn't work so you just end up laughing at them. This guy comes to ask me for help in class and he was trying to be so cool and clever and I just thought he looked kinda goofy.But I was nice and just smiled and helped him. I just feel like they should be themselves because I'm more likely to be interested in you then. And I really thought girls were the only ones who did that,but apparently not.
Occasionally, I wish my car rides home with B were longer so we could talk more. We have freaking funny conversations. Like today we talked about guy mood swings, which come more often than a girl's but last for a shorter time.She's cool people.
I can't wait for the spring talent show, so I can sing. In no way would I say I was the best, but when I sing I get everything out. Happy or sad, I'm better when I've been singing. But when I'm angry, that's a totally different voice. Way more aggressive. My mom thinks its funny. And she said she's not taking anything from me since I started cleaning my room, thank goodness. Now all I have to do is fold clothes, sweep the floor and mop. Three hours tops. I think I'll do it Friday.
It's the fourth day of black history month, I'm happy:)
Your resident loveaholic:),
Level
Monday, February 2, 2009
eff me,right?
I'm in a bad place. Right about now I want to curl up inot a ball and cry. Shit I'm hoping its PMS. Its not taking much to make me emotional, to make me want to run away. Forgive me if I'm not making sense, I'm holding back the waterworks as we speak. I need sleep, I need a hug. Student council couldn't even take my mind off it.
I let somebody copy my work, long story short mine got shredded by teacher.She told me not to let anyone use my mind. As long as I still have the shit why does that matter. Oh how I wish it was spring so I could go sit outside. I just need to do schoolwork. I need some motivation. That shouldn't make me feel like this. Maybe its me listening to everybody talking about their prom dates and I know I won't have one. I should just take Mad-nut. She's better than a boyfriend anyway. I'm just feeling lonely and needy.
My mama sweating me about cleaning my room. Yeah I'm a girl the shit should be clean but damn. I simply don't have time to clean it and she keep going in there to upset herself even more. Telling me she taking my phone,I could care less. I'll care when she takes my zune, then we'll have a problem. I still feel like breaking down. I haven't cried in weeks. Stuff just isn't going right. And only one person cares. Thanks becks:)
I let somebody copy my work, long story short mine got shredded by teacher.She told me not to let anyone use my mind. As long as I still have the shit why does that matter. Oh how I wish it was spring so I could go sit outside. I just need to do schoolwork. I need some motivation. That shouldn't make me feel like this. Maybe its me listening to everybody talking about their prom dates and I know I won't have one. I should just take Mad-nut. She's better than a boyfriend anyway. I'm just feeling lonely and needy.
My mama sweating me about cleaning my room. Yeah I'm a girl the shit should be clean but damn. I simply don't have time to clean it and she keep going in there to upset herself even more. Telling me she taking my phone,I could care less. I'll care when she takes my zune, then we'll have a problem. I still feel like breaking down. I haven't cried in weeks. Stuff just isn't going right. And only one person cares. Thanks becks:)
Your resident down-in-the-dumps Loveaholic,
Level:)
Saturday, January 31, 2009
H8 is the New Love
Today was a day.Good or bad I'm not entirely sure.I am missing my favorite tv shows right now but i had to get some shit off my chest.That guy?I am now dreaming about him and waking up and wishing it was real.I seriously thought I was over this.If he read this he'd be so flattered.He talked to me for like five minutes today,the most he's talked to me in like a year. Hurts my feelings ya know.Then me and b made fun of him and it made me feel better.Thanks for being a good friend.Its like she knew what was on my mind and how to get it off.
Then I go to english and laughed with J.We don't get along the majority of the time but its mostly jokes.He made me laugh for like an hour straight.Plus Ethan Frome is a hilarious movie.I probably shouldn't have been laughing at a poor crippled man.I think i'm gonna take pictures with my tweety bird tomorrow.I love that thing.And I want to move to DC or at least visit.Just to listen to the radio.I believe the only way you experience a city is listening to the radio.And Wale is like my new favorite rapper hence the name of this blog.I don't really know what the purpose of this shit was.So i guess this was a freewrite.I miss doing that in english.Mine used to be filled with rainbows and crazy shit. I should've kept some of those.I have a shitload of homework to do.Maybe i'll do it all in the morning.Shit I want to go to ihop. I think me and my mama should go there tomorrow. That's my nigga,well at least sometimes.I have yet to write about my hundred dollars i can promise that will be next. This wasn't a post for that.
Your resident loveaholic,
Level
Then I go to english and laughed with J.We don't get along the majority of the time but its mostly jokes.He made me laugh for like an hour straight.Plus Ethan Frome is a hilarious movie.I probably shouldn't have been laughing at a poor crippled man.I think i'm gonna take pictures with my tweety bird tomorrow.I love that thing.And I want to move to DC or at least visit.Just to listen to the radio.I believe the only way you experience a city is listening to the radio.And Wale is like my new favorite rapper hence the name of this blog.I don't really know what the purpose of this shit was.So i guess this was a freewrite.I miss doing that in english.Mine used to be filled with rainbows and crazy shit. I should've kept some of those.I have a shitload of homework to do.Maybe i'll do it all in the morning.Shit I want to go to ihop. I think me and my mama should go there tomorrow. That's my nigga,well at least sometimes.I have yet to write about my hundred dollars i can promise that will be next. This wasn't a post for that.
Your resident loveaholic,
Level
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Its Cool,I Got It
Lately I've been having panic attacks. Not big,OMG I can't believe this is happening ones,just little random ones. Like I'll be sitting in chemistry a friend walks up and says hi and my heart starts beating quick and i feel like I'm gonna pass out. I don't really wanna tell anybody this has been happening, i think it's kinda embarrassing.
Also,there's a boy. Because of course what would life be without a male to complicate it. Some days he's my best friend we talk about random stuff, laugh and joke around. Then there's his bad side. That's who I see most. Rude,selfish,no sense of humor. A completely different person and he won't even talk to me sometimes like I made him mad. Most would be like nah,he's not worth it but I've seen the goodness and the love so I can't just let go. I wish we could all be the people everyone else wants us to be. Then disappointment wouldn't exist,or would it? Agh I don't know.
I haven't been to school in four days. We got like an eighth of an inch of snow so of course no school in Oklahoma. Cabin fever has set in and I miss going to school. I miss my friends, i miss cracking jokes in class for an hour. But most of all I miss math class. Equations are like my best friends, puzzles but you can somehow find a solution to. HA, I'm such a nerd. I'm having an anti-social few weeks though. I don't text or call back,I'm refusing to go places with people and when I do go somewhere I just sit there and breathe and don't talk. Maybe its pms, i don't know.
I find myself waiting for summer,praying it comes quick, thinking about new outfits i'm gonna wear and places I'll be. This summer will be the time for me to get a job. Something to do during the day besides ruin my mind with reality tv. And I need to start working out so I can lose some of my arm fat. By the way, that's like the one thing I'm self conscious about. I have big arms. The funny thing is nobody says anything about it. Its just me in my mind freaking out about how my arms look in a shirt. Most of the time I'm just being a silly girl. But who doesn't do that, you know besides boys.
Now I need to do my history notes, tell Ta'chelle about my random myspace message, CLEAN MY ROOM(its a sad,sad mess), fix my remote,get more sleep. I'm going to start on the sleep.
Your resident loveaholic,
Level;)
Also,there's a boy. Because of course what would life be without a male to complicate it. Some days he's my best friend we talk about random stuff, laugh and joke around. Then there's his bad side. That's who I see most. Rude,selfish,no sense of humor. A completely different person and he won't even talk to me sometimes like I made him mad. Most would be like nah,he's not worth it but I've seen the goodness and the love so I can't just let go. I wish we could all be the people everyone else wants us to be. Then disappointment wouldn't exist,or would it? Agh I don't know.
I haven't been to school in four days. We got like an eighth of an inch of snow so of course no school in Oklahoma. Cabin fever has set in and I miss going to school. I miss my friends, i miss cracking jokes in class for an hour. But most of all I miss math class. Equations are like my best friends, puzzles but you can somehow find a solution to. HA, I'm such a nerd. I'm having an anti-social few weeks though. I don't text or call back,I'm refusing to go places with people and when I do go somewhere I just sit there and breathe and don't talk. Maybe its pms, i don't know.
I find myself waiting for summer,praying it comes quick, thinking about new outfits i'm gonna wear and places I'll be. This summer will be the time for me to get a job. Something to do during the day besides ruin my mind with reality tv. And I need to start working out so I can lose some of my arm fat. By the way, that's like the one thing I'm self conscious about. I have big arms. The funny thing is nobody says anything about it. Its just me in my mind freaking out about how my arms look in a shirt. Most of the time I'm just being a silly girl. But who doesn't do that, you know besides boys.
Now I need to do my history notes, tell Ta'chelle about my random myspace message, CLEAN MY ROOM(its a sad,sad mess), fix my remote,get more sleep. I'm going to start on the sleep.
Your resident loveaholic,
Level;)
Thursday, January 15, 2009
WAKE UP!!!
Now here I am making it seem like this is gonna be some life changing post and you're gonna feel empowered by the end.Truth is,I'm feeling a little lost.I'm wondering when I started on this path of obvious evolution from the person I was.So I went to the obvious place you go to when times are rough, I went to church and perfect for me we were talking about friendship.And it got me on a whole search to see if the people I'm quick to say are my friends really care about me.Plus I realized Becka really is one of my best friends.Ah now here I am talking about her as if we should all know her.She's not your stereotypical white church girl;she's not walking around trying to prove that she's better than you yet there are some people that don't like her.HA,sucks for them.Anyway there we are talking about what's an authentic friendship and I realize that she's one of them.She listens to all of my dumb,trivial stories like they're the most riveting thing she'll hear all week.Long story short,I wish everyone could know and understand her like I do but you can't always have what you want.
Church wasn't the end of my search.I've realized that when I get into bed I sit for hours trying to decipher who I really am.I know I like to go out and party blah,blah,blah.But I know those aren't the sole focus of my life.In no way have I figured this whole thing out,hell this whole post is scattered like my whole being is right now.I guess this was supposed to help me vent and now the whole point has gone askew.Anyway have a love-filled MLK day.
Your resident loveaholic/lovehater,
Level
Church wasn't the end of my search.I've realized that when I get into bed I sit for hours trying to decipher who I really am.I know I like to go out and party blah,blah,blah.But I know those aren't the sole focus of my life.In no way have I figured this whole thing out,hell this whole post is scattered like my whole being is right now.I guess this was supposed to help me vent and now the whole point has gone askew.Anyway have a love-filled MLK day.
Your resident loveaholic/lovehater,
Level
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Let's Reach Out and Love One Another;)
Oh snap,first blog ever. So I'm guessing I should introduce myself and all that. But that's a little too boring for me. I'm Laila, i'm sixteen and insane.
But let's get down to the nitty gritty. Why am I a loveaholic? Well plain and simple I think that love makes the world go round. I'm quite possibly the most lovey dovey person you'll ever meet. But trust me, I am in no way completely absorbed in this fantasy world where prince charming comes,sweeps me off my feet and we live happily ever after. I live in the real world just like you and I've seen too many hearts get broken for me to fall into the fairytale trap. For me love isn't limited to your "soul mate". I love my best friends,my family, hell I even love inanimate objects. And I guess that's where the insane part comes in.
I've been thinking recently about my future. Oklahoma is in one simple word,a trap. People get sucked into living here their whole lives here and most don't even travel the world. I want to do something different. Six years here will be enough countryness for me. So where am i choosing to go to college? Why Atlanta of course. I'm sure you're thinking "Atlanta's in the south too." But supposedly it's like no other southern city and truth is, I'm looking for adventure. So I'm planning on finishing high school, packing up my things and heading off to the place in my dreams. I guess I'm just like my mama, can't stay in one place too long or I'll feel like I'm missing out on something.
But in order for me to follow this fantastic dream of leaving Oklahoma, I need to focus on school so I'm signing off to go and overdose on Chem homework.
Until next time,
Your resident loveaholic
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But let's get down to the nitty gritty. Why am I a loveaholic? Well plain and simple I think that love makes the world go round. I'm quite possibly the most lovey dovey person you'll ever meet. But trust me, I am in no way completely absorbed in this fantasy world where prince charming comes,sweeps me off my feet and we live happily ever after. I live in the real world just like you and I've seen too many hearts get broken for me to fall into the fairytale trap. For me love isn't limited to your "soul mate". I love my best friends,my family, hell I even love inanimate objects. And I guess that's where the insane part comes in.
I've been thinking recently about my future. Oklahoma is in one simple word,a trap. People get sucked into living here their whole lives here and most don't even travel the world. I want to do something different. Six years here will be enough countryness for me. So where am i choosing to go to college? Why Atlanta of course. I'm sure you're thinking "Atlanta's in the south too." But supposedly it's like no other southern city and truth is, I'm looking for adventure. So I'm planning on finishing high school, packing up my things and heading off to the place in my dreams. I guess I'm just like my mama, can't stay in one place too long or I'll feel like I'm missing out on something.
But in order for me to follow this fantastic dream of leaving Oklahoma, I need to focus on school so I'm signing off to go and overdose on Chem homework.
Until next time,
Your resident loveaholic
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