graduation party

Ah graduation,
a culmination of the 15 or so years I've been in school.
What better way to celebrate than with 40 or so of your sisters friends crowding your house so your to embarassed to hop in the pool. Joy. It will be fun though, maybe sometime around 10 or 11 I'll jump in..
:) funfunfun

p.s. watermelon vodka+two thumbs up!

Growing up

Apparently just because you're old enough to get a credit card, doesn't mean your smart enough to realize how to spend money well :(

I like you so much better when you're naked

I think this song was created to drive people crazy.
It's so insanely catchy and, well, people usually get the wrong idea if you go around singing about how much you like them when they're naked.
Wonder why?

College is calling.
I've got to head up on saturday and take my testing for placement, which honestly seems like a waste. I mean, I'm not a wonderkid of anything but even I have to admit I'm rather clever.
I've always been in honors or AP classes until this last year and even though I didn't get the most lovely grades, my teachers loved me and I knew more than most of the class. I was so entrenched in my eating disorder and depression I couldn't concentrate long enough to write essays.
Speaches, presentations
no problem
Ask for the not cards or outline for them,
there's my issue.
I like writing this down but when I do I often get so sidetracked that I'll go on tangents about nothing for two or three pages.
Now that I'm getting tx for the ADD as well as getting through my other bullshit, things are looking lovely!

In the beginning...

There was a girl. This girl grew up in a quaint little family in pennsylvania. Her father was a car theife and her mother was a speed freak. She also had two sibblings. One day her father pulled a gun on her mother and when the girl saw this she called the police; after everything was said and done the little girl got in trouble for involving them. From that day on the little girl knew people were fucked up, and if she wanted good things, she's have to work on her own to get them.
Eventually she met a boy.
He was a nurse at the hospital she worked at and seemed like a straight upright kind of guy. Once she was pregnant and married to the boy he was caught stealing drugs from their hospital and sent to rehab. Eventually the boy and the girl had their baby as well as another. Both pregnancies ended up complicated and the boy left the girl home alone all day to watch her two babies.
The boy was a jerk though.
The boy ended up hitting the girl.
She gave him a free pass.
The boy did it again.
The girl packed up her babies, took anything sellable, cut the cords to his electronics, and came back later to slash his tires.
The girl then had to raise two of her own little girls, the first, a sick little girl who would prove difficult and disabled, and another who wanted nothing but to please and worked so hard to make it in a fucked up family with a fucked up history

I am the first daughter.