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Name: .s.a.s.c.h.a. Location: Ohio Birthday: 4/28/1985 Gender: Female
Interests: m u s i c. m y c r e w. j e s u s. Occupation: Student Industry: Other
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3/30/2003
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(cuz i'm pretty much an idiot)
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| A few things I've noticed:
*people will do just about anything to get out of doing something. they spend so much time making up excuses as to why they can't do something, that it would have been a lot faster to just DO IT.
*most guys say they're looking for a nice girl. they complain and don't understand why girls go out with the guys who treat them badly. for me, it's like this: either you're jus tnot paying attention, or you're just like all the rest. too many times have I had the guy who says "you're so great...I love being with you...thanks for actually wanting to spend time with me..." so on and so on. then they turn around and tell their friends about that girl who "keeps calling" or "expects too much" or "is getting the wrong idea". I'm sorry if I can't see how "I could stay right here with you forever" and "I just want to be friends" mean the same exact thing. basically, what I'm saying is, you CAN get the "nice girl", it's up to you to make sure she stays that way.
*I've never looked at myself to be pretty. I don't think that, if you lined me up with average looking girls, I would stand out at all. so, I've come to rely on my sense of humor and my honesty to make friends/boyfriends. this, in turn, has caused me to become this huge goofball who never seems to take life too seriously. sometimes that's a good thing. other times, it causes conflict. I'm not good at dealing with seriousness, but I will try my hardest if and when those times are called upon. | | |
| taught young, the world's wisdom. i was told life's a game, the earth will be your stadium. be alert, pay attention. one day, even your friends will become your competition.
it's not that i dont like having that person to hold my hand when we're running through the rain. it's not that i enjoy sleeping alone. it's not that when you look at me and tell me you think i'm beautiful that i dont feel this sense of warmth and security. it's not that i dont smile when i see you walk through the door. it's not that my day feels complete without seeing you.
trust no one, but do remember this: never burn any potential bridges. know who's who and what they can do for you, and don't feel bad, cuz in the end they're gonna do it to you, too.
it's just that certain things scare the hell out of me. it's just that i dont want to lose any part of my own, unique, wonderful identity. it's just that i dont want to let myself become dependent upon another person's moods, thoughts, and actions. it's just that every time i hear the word "boyfriend" or "girlfriend" or "relationship" or whatever, i cringe.
remember life's not fair. in order to maintain, you're gonna have to let your sensitivity be trained. a machine more than a human being, what you say doesn’t always have to be what you mean.
i dont know why this is. i cant really get the words to begin to explain it. i'm just much better off knowing that i am independent and that i dont have to take care of anyone other than my picky, stubborn, indecisive little self. i dont feel that someone's self worth is determined by their dating status. a lot of people seem to look at life that way. it's pretty re-damn-diculous. i have no problem hanging out with one guy all the time. but i'm perfectly content hanging out by myself. maybe i just need a guy to hang out with for a week every month. that would be cool. no expectations, yet no limits.
all of the kids working hard for admiration, trying their best not to meet their social expiration. kind of hard in a world this finicky. easily praised and yet destroyed just as quickly. i guess me and this world must not be compatible, cause I don’t want it's approval to feel valuable.
same goes with just regular friends. just because i havent seen you in a week, doesnt mean i've stopped caring about you, or counted you out in my friendship, or whatever. it just means that i've been busy. i've been in "one of those moods". i've been spending time with my lovely self. whatever the reason may be, i still love everyone and will be there for you when and if the time comes. and i'll want you to be there for me. it's a bit liberating when you realize that you can do pretty much whatever you damn feel like doing. and it's even more so knowing that you will. because no matter who i'm with or who i'm friends with, i will always be myself. everything i do is a product of raw emotion, whether that be love, hatred, depression, excitement, what have you. and that is all i need.
so who’s next to climb the wall of success, just to see how good the top truly gets? chasing lies disguised as going somewhere. only to arrive and realize it’s really no where. that’s even if you get there in the first place. what an incredible let down we’re bound to face when we substitute purpose for cheap counterfeit. too busy trying to succeed in life that we forget to live it. | | |
| goodwill is fun.
i found a sombrero. it said "chichis". it was amazing.
then we found bandanas, and became shocking gangsta ninjas. incredible.
killaflav and i have officially gotten our apartment. hellacious times are promised, so you better be there, or be L7.
FYI: my birthday is in 15 days. so uh.... i'm sure you all will wish me a happy one, right? ha. i thought so.
i love you all, cocksuckers. | | |
| when a bitch gets an attitude, drop it like it's hot. | | |
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