i had an 18th b day party we called it Kimfest 2k5 and it was fun as hell i had all my friends and we played with the dog for a long time cause he is so funny with bubbles and balloons...then we swam and i got my first kiss haha. amazing. that night was simply amazing
I know how you feel! None of my friends EVER invited me to their birthdays and just last year this girl did but I left early because her mom was freaking me out...
*looks around* is anyone in here depressed? *raises hand* *sneaks away silently back into the darkness*
^How sad. A teacher at my school died last week and the funeral was yesterday, so I am kind of depressed.
sorry guys.(or girls).thats sad and ....depressing.my grandfather isnt doing very well.sometimes i wish i would die before anyone i know well dies.
I'm a guy. I hope you go through real quickly the phase that your going through. It seems that its bring you down alot. Shane
Well, I went to the party and it wasn't that bad...though someone said something about my cousin and his girlfriend (they were there) kissing, so I lost it... Girl: Eeeeeeewwww! Those people are french-kissing! Me: Yeah, well you know what? That's my cousin and his girlfriend and if you EVER say ANYTHING about them I will KICK YOU ASS!
lmao glad you went to the party. the party i was invited to sorta came to me,, a bunch of guys came to my door, and some girls, but i didn't want to go, they were all high, and i don't get into that stuff. i know what can happen by watching csi... abc, who's that in your avy? it's pretty sickkk
i love going to parties... anyway, im not doing anything tonight either. im so tired, this has been so hectic. i just wanted to stay in plus i have acting class tomorrow and i need to write part of a script
Partys actually freak me out. People are always high and drunk and breaking things. Last time I went to a party I got my heart broken anyways...so now I try to stay away from partys. Haha, I broke my arm today. Or rather someone else broke it for me (this would be a person who is truly homophobic) (I'm not but people love to listen to rumors). She grabbed my arm and twisted it 'til I started to cry then she let go and left. Then I couldn't move it and I was rushed to the hospital from school. And I really hate typing with it.
Sorry your arm is broken, CatherineWillows! *Passes the chocolate/food of your choice* I was cleaning my room earlier (Not that it needs cleaned, but I was bored) and I found my journal from last year. I had this one entry were I was talking about going swimming and some guy I thought was cute pulled me out of the pool and discretly tried to feel me up; What an ass! I had almost forgotten about that. I pushed him in the pool and he called me a bitch; I seem to attract the worst guys...