On a different note...

BEFORE YOU READ: i know this is a long post... but please read it... this story basically explains who i am... :P

I kinda thought id post a different story to help explain the intolerance thing ill probably post tomorrow...

most of my troubles of everything (ill explain tomorrow) really started in middle school, even though they were the absolute best years of my life. having a shitload of friends, parties (no one drank back then), and it was cool that i could do so well in school and still be loved by nearly everyone in seventh grade.

on march 9th i was diagnosed with crohn's disease, which isnt a big deal, but it changed a lot of my life. (again, for tomorrows blog ill explain). so in 8th grade i changed... a lot. i was a lot fatter then i was cos of meds, and i was just kinda depressed. the girl i liked (ill fake her name cos i hate typing it...) was carly. wow. she and me were extremely close. you have no idea. i knew for a fact she liked me too. god... i cant even explain how close we were. i wish i could though LOL.

she was cuter then cute, but not a bitch. she was smart, adorable gosh... everyone loved her. i mean everyone. you would too if you ever met her. just looking at her would make you smile, even if you didnt know her. she was always happy, bubbly, and just an awesome person. anyway, when i really started to like her i became more involved in music. i learned to play guitar, and i worked on my singing (which crystal thinks sucks D: . its puberty! when justin bieber experiances it youll hate him toooo :(( LOL) . i wrote a lot of music... i never played for her but still. she was the greatest, especially in a time when i needed a good friend.

at our 8th grade dance we didnt go together, but we were with eachother all night ( i had no balls to ask out anyone... or ask her to a dance lmao). we slow danced at the end of my night. i cried tears of joy when i got home. i loved her... and it sucks too. we hung out the next day and as i was about to ask her out she told me she was leaving for summer camp. SHIT right? i couldnt ask her out when i wouldnt see her for 8 weeks. and sure enough, 8 weeks later, after missing her like hell she stopped answering my texts. we went to highschool... and never talked to me in the halls. i dont know what happened during those 8 weeks... but it was tough.

and 1 year of not talking to the only person who i ever felt that way about i still miss her. i wish we were still friends...

Crystal, youre right though. its so hard to be friends with someone of the opposite gender without things getting all relationshipy.. im really sad just writing lol....

so tomorrow youll find out why i hate intolerance and why i am who i am... the crazy sunuvabitch you gotta love :D

Intolerance

one thing i ABSOLUTELY hate is intolerance. i hate hearing the "n" word, or people being called Jews, and all that stuff. i don't mind a little joke here or there but as long as its not a whole thing where people are total a-holes, I'm alright.

I'm going to talk about myself along with other things.

i remember in 6th grade there was a kid name Joe (not really his name but whatevvsss) and he was a very dark skinned Indian. i remember he was extremely weird, he would dance and sing and do all weird stuff in public... (kind of what i do now? LOL) . i remember one day kids were screaming at Indian accents at him telling him to go work at dunkin donuts (which he did, his dad did own one, but still its extremely rude.) i became friends with him and people started to love him because of me. now hes one of the most respected kids in high school. people love good ol joe!

and bullying. just because people are weaker makes them a perfect target for bullying. i have a personal experience to share, but that will most likely be tomorrows post. i hate seeing kids called names in the hallways. I'm 5'1" and a sophomore, and people call me midget. it doesn't bother me but i hate seeing someone called mean names... i have a high self esteem i guess LOL. i was involved in theatre for a while, and DAMN those kids get shit. "GAY" "homo!" "queer!" "Princess!" . its annoying. i have a long post that I'm debating putting now or later... ill probably do it as tomorrows post.

goodnight :D

My first post

HOLA :D

im going to try and write a story that occurred or just some random p00pz about whatever... ill probably start a first blog in a minute but nottt yeetttt