New Blog

http://insidethemindofandie.tumblr.com/

no offense to blogspot, but i think i'm going to be using tumblr from now on.

i think it's cooler.

BRB

It's been awhile since I posted. I was busy with exams and moving and getting unpacked and settled into my new house. The house is pretty awesome, but the neighbors aren't that friendly. Only one neighbor has come and introduced themselves to our family. Last night, I was laying in my bed, and a bug ran across the screen of my laptop. Please note that it was dark. I hopped up and turned on the light, but I couldn't see the bug. I walked down the hall and had a major freakout/breakdown complete with crying and shaking and rocking back and forth. When I went back to my room, the bug was crawling across the floor. I tried to kill it but it ran into the room across the hall and under the rug. I stepped all over the rug, then closed the door to the room, and went back to my room where I carefully checked my bed to make sure there were no more insects lurking, and then climbed into bed and didn't fall asleep until about 2 a.m. I hate bugs. They are gross and disgusting, and as you can tell, I have an incredible fear of them, and will cry. Don't judge me. I can't help it. Just thought I'd tell that quick story. I'll post another blog later. So long for now.

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I don't know anything about anything anymore. I would do anything for her, and yet she can't seem to do me one small favor on the one occasion that I ask. I'm lost. I don't know who I am or what I want. The only thing I do know is that my sanity is slowly slipping away from me. I want to live my life, really live it, because I'm not going to be around forever. I miss two people very, very much. It was so easy to just talk to them sometimes, and now because I'm such an idiot and I always fuck things up when my life gets good.

Lost In Translation

I don't know what I'm doing anymore. Or maybe I never did. I've lost so many friends. I'm a major bitch and I curse too much. The people I thought cared won't even give me the time of day now. I hate the person I am. I want to make the most of my life and I'm not doing a very good job of that. I'm unhappy with life in general. Sometimes, when I'm alone in my room, the reality of my life just comes crashing down on me, and it's saddening. I'm ready for summer to take me away from this retched town.

I Could Just Hit Him Sometimes

My dad is such a pain. We're in the hotel, and he goes to the bathroom and apparently there's "no" toilet paper. However, I was the last person to use the restroom and there was toilet paper still on the damn roll. But he flipped out and was yelling like I had just run over his fucking dog or something. It was ridiculous. I am so annoyed, his temper his outrageous. I was just like, WTF?!? He's so fucking mean sometime, I hate it here, and I want to go home. And then, my freaking mom agreed with his reason for being mad. It's not my fucking job to keep up with his fucking toilet paper. It's his damn hotel room and we're just visiting. Toilet paper is something you should check on before you actually use the bathroom. So, yeah this post is a little strange, but I just had to get that out. Mmk, thanks, bye.

The Only Way I Seem To Go Is Around and Round

Today was pretty boring. Another day spent looking at houses. We found this house that we LOVED, but the schools it's zoned for are incredibly sucky. I mean, they are super shitty. Their school grade for the past few years has been a "D" or "F". We went by my aunt's house and had ice cream and made invitations for my grandparents anniversary party thing. Anyway, needless to say, my day was pretty uneventful. Except, I got this adorable little dress from Target. It's black with ruffle things, it's hard to describe, but it is SO adorable. I love it to death and I'm wearing it to church on Sunday for Easter. I'm happy for my friend because she's finally found someone that makes her happy. And I'm sad for my other friend because she never seems to have a good day. I really wish that just once, she could have the most amazing day of her life. Because I hate seeing her sad. As for me, I don't know what's going on with me. I feel so weird and free and I feel like a different person, who doesn't give a shit. There was a lot of drama last week, not necessarily on my part. But I'm over it. I lost two people, one of them was actually semi-important. The other can kiss ass. I don't mean they died, I mean I lose their friendships. But it's ok, because they weren't true friends. I wish summer were here right now. I'm moving away from pretty much everything I've known in my life. Moving away from the one place that I actually spent a good amount of time in. It sucks, but I know things will be alright. I didn't mean to make this blog this long, and my fingers are literally flying across the keyboard. I don't mean to brag, but I'm a pretty fast typer. No lie. I'm just that good. Haha, wow. I really don't want to go back to school, but I do want to hang out with my friends. I want to go to the mall and the movies, and the park, and I want to take pictures and write poetry. So many things, and yet I feel like I rarely have the time or rather, I am never in a position where I can do those things. Like I said, I didn't mean for this blog to be so long, but oh well, it is. I'm off to watch the season finale and reunion show of The Real World: Brooklyn. I also really have to pee. Haha, bye!

"I am finding out that maybe I was wrong." ---My Heart by Paramore. <---Listen to it.

Jacksonville

It's incredibly boring here in Jacksonville in this hotel room. When you don't know anyone, and all your parents want to do is look at houses all day, it can get pretty boring. Also, on the not so bright side, it's cold outside, so I doubt we'll be doing much today. I went to the mall yesterday and this guy who was working in Belk's got a little too close for comfort, so I had to ask him if I could try on a pair of shoes, just so he would go away. Today, I'll probably just chillout and watch TV. I'm grading papers for my mom in an attempt to earn some money. Maybe my dad will give me some before I leave. This blog isn't all that interesting, but I didn't really feel like delving too deep into my emotions right now when I don't have any privacy. Being in a hotel room with your whole family can stress everyone out. Especially, when you have an unknown number of children running up and down the steps every five minutes, and jumping every chance they get, even in the late hours of the night. Trust me, it gets annoying. So, I really don't have much more to say and I'll be surprised if anyone took the time to actually read this. Goodbye, I'll probably post something later.