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17 September 2008 @ 10:51 pm
Well folks I have a story. You see, this story takes place in a wonderful world full of wonderful people, except for one harsh reality: my life isn't a tv show. Thus, while this wonderful world has its downfalls (As all worlds, wonderful or not, do.) of which I will describe right now.

I have a friend, and this friend is what a standard teenager would describe as a "gangster" tight tna pants with shirts embroidered with Baby Phat logos and such. Now while I love this girl very much, I think that inside, she truly believes she is of african decent (did I mention she is Caucasian?), she only dates black men, and speaks in grammatically incorrect sentences.

This friend, shall we call her... Emily. Emily had a bad weekend, she had a fight with her best friend and then she finds out that someone tried to hit on her boyfriend. So apparently she got into a fight with this girl. Only to find out that this girl would be bringing her friends to fight her after school. After telling me this story (in note form during class) she proceeded to tell me that she had a friend that was bringing an unloaded gun to school. To this, of course I was shocked. I told her that she was stupid, and that a gun -loaded or not- would simply escalate the fight to a level she was not quite ready to face. She then told me she would "face the consequences".

After this, I went to the hall monitors and told them, not for brownie points, or to prove a point. But simply because I thought my friend was in too deep and that if this was true, it would endanger others. After this, she was called into the principals office and sent home. Now apparently she is facing either a. 20 days suspension, b. expulsion or c. charges. When I spoke to her last, she admitted to completely bluffing, she had hoped that word would get around so they would not show up to fight.

Now I face my issue, either I am going to get the shit beat out of me, or people will turn on me. Many think I did it for the right reasons, others believe in the old "snitches get stitches" moto.

/rant.
 
 
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02 February 2008 @ 12:04 am

 Office Space + Writers Block = sleepless nights.

Lately its been wierd. Like mood swingy - lack of creativity wierd. 
I find myself just listening to the same songs repetitively and thinking of what used to be. 
My new phone is ultra fabulous and my marks this semester weren't horrible. I'm just kind of... at a stand still. 
Like the world around me is constantly moving, always changing; and I'm a broken record, or just stuck in the past. 
I feel like I took for granted my glory days and now just ...fuck it. I have things I should be doing: cleaning, writing the article for the school newsletter, writing chapters for my fanfiction, hell I should probably start that book I wanted to write. 
But instead I lie on my bed, with my laptop, listening to songs and my thoughts. Oh boy :D. 

But, new semester = new start right? 

 
 
Current Music: Ice Age - Pete Yorn
 
 
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02 July 2007 @ 11:42 pm
s   o   r   r   y   !

this journal is for communities only
better luck next time
-alanna
 
 
 
 

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