excitment! (:

I HAD A BEYOND EXCITING WEEKEND!

It started on Friday, and I just had my friend Lizzy sleepover since I couldn’t leave the house. We watched movies, ate, and had a campfire with my dad and Jenny. It was pretty coooool(:

But Saturday is when all the excitement went down! I woke up to a call from my dad saying “Whatever you do, don’t let Sam leave the house right now.”

This, of course, freaked me out beyond belief so I started panicking and asking what was going on. All he told me was that there was a bunch of cops outside with guns. MORE PANIC!

So, Sam stayed asleep and me and Lizzy were just freaking out in the house. Then a knock came on the door, and it was a Wauwatosa policeman. I remember his words exactly:

“Maam, you need to stay in your house, because there is a man in the building across from you with a loaded weapon. In order to keep you safe, we have SWAT teams positioned in various places all over the complex. If anything further occurs, you need to leave.”

WHAT?!

So we just waited, and watched. Turns out, that Wauwatosa, Cudahy, Oak Creek, South Milwaukee, Milwaukee, West Milwaukee, Greendale, Greefield, and Glendale and all sent their police forces to help us out.

We ended up being held in our apartment building until about 11 AM.

Turns out, that our neighbor, Andre, had shot at his girlfriend’s van 5 times, and continued to shoot off shots at various times throughout the morning. He then barricaded himself in his apartment and had a standoff with all those policemen. Smart, eh?

locker cleaning…

I say that we should be able to hire a cleaning crew, because my locker sure does need it. I’m currently not sure what’s living in there…

ANYWHOOO, I was walking with my friends this weekend, and we went to Sheridan Park with my dog. While we were there, we walked past the pool, and there was a guy filling it up. I was completely shocked, and so I asked why it was so early. Apparently, they fill it earlier than this usually, but they got back ordered on the chemicals, and I’ve been being lied to this entire time!

Oh, and I downloaded the acoustic version of “Six Feet Under The Stars” and it is my new favorite song. Nothing you bring me can top it… nothing(:

we never know what’s wrong without the pain, sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing, are the same.

I have definitely learned this to be true lately. I have had to make some ridiculously tough decisions, but, I guess they’re for the best. They are going to benefit me somehow… I know it

hobos pwn all of you.

So, last night I went to Sheridan Park with my friend Aaron and some dude named… Jesse? I don’t remember, anyway, we were walking along the beach, and there was this hobo. He was chillin’ by a fire, and I was freezing my booootay off, so I went up and I was just like “Dude, can I chill by the fire with you?”

Then he was all like “Yeahhhhh, man. Come on chill with me by the fire.”

So we were talking, and apparently, dude like lost everything after someone killed his wife and kids, and then he became a hobo and he’s happier then ever!!! He like travels the state all the time, and stuff. Like, yesterday alone, he had traveled from Kenosha to Cudahy. Oh, and he stole this chicken from a farmer, and he was like gutting it and roasting it. A whole freaking chicken!!!!

So, needless to say, this hobo is my hero.

I hate this school.

And right now, I pretty much hate everything. There are people here who have um… pretended to be someone’s friend, and then gone and sabotaged everything they have for their own personal happiness. Obviously, these people are two faced and don’t know how to be a real friend.

Its pretty sad, if you think about it, that in the last month of school, people need to do things like this. It really upsets me. How immature do you have to be?

I understand that this is going to happen throughout my life, but still, its really bothering me, especially since I was one of the few that befriended one of the people who are doing this when nobody else would.

Evils…

I was reading some blog, that I don’t quite remember the name of, and the blogger wrote a list of her “evils.” These evils were things that she feared, or simply things that she thought were evil. I’m going to give it a shot(:

1. I fear clowns.

2. Low megapixel counts on cameras are evil.

3. Tattoos on fat people.

4. I fear dying.

5. Pink shirts on me = terrifying… surpassed scary.

6. failblog.com

7. Tardiness (evil.)

8. Apple Computer Co. and all their complicated codes on iPod touch (evil and scary)

9. Me and Miranda’s matching eye prescriptions = scary.

10. Tongue splitting. evil and scary.

Ehh.

Its really quite terrifying how some of my friends are talking about suicide so much lately. One of them is in love with someone who doesn’t love them back, another is being bullied, another just wants a friend; its scary. I really don’t think these people realize how much of an impact they have on my life. They mean the world to me, and if someone could just get through to them, they could save their life.

Its horrifying to know that just a few months ago, one of these people was happy-go-lucky, had a girlfriend, and had their entire life ahead of them. I’m really scared for you guys. I don’t want to lose you. I just want to be able to get through to you, no matter what it takes. Please, listen.

Bad Weekend.

When somebody says “I’m fine, I don’t need help,” what do you say? To me, if somebody says that, it means that there is a personal situation, and they need to deal with it on their own. I mean, they really just don’t want help.

For some situations, this is the best route to take. Maybe the person has legal bindings saying that they can’t tell you. Maybe they just don’t feel comfortable with it. Maybe it just isn’t any of your business.

What I don’t understand is why people get angry when you don’t want their help. Maybe somebody just wants to work through something on their own…

life;

One thing doesn’t make a man…

So trueee. I honestly don’t think that I could’ve found a more fitting song lyric for my life at the moment. I’ve messed up… a lot. I didn’t even know I was doing some of it. But hey,

one thing doesn’t make a man.

I want to be nicer. I want to be prettier. I want to be cleaner. I want to be thinner. I want to be a better photographer.

I’m going to be nicer. I’m going to be prettier. I’m going to be cleaner. I’m going to be thinner. I’m going to be a better photographer.

Don’t try and stop me.

I adore this picture.

And not just because its Alex Gaskarth, but, that does help(;