Sunday, January 23, 2011

Gia


Angelia Jolie's best perfomance. By fucking miles.

I want to make a movie as good as that one.

With an actress who can match her talent.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

You know,

I've been trying to act like I don't give a fuck, but you know the truth is this fucking sucks. It sucks that you didn't even talk to me about it. Just stopped talking to me, deleted that post and then my comment. Deleting me from your life without a second thought. And apparently you can do that, cause I'm shit to you now or whatever. So you'll just talk to my friends and my girlfriend and ignore that I exist at all. I mean is this really all because I posted a few sentances about being tired of being treated like shit. I was just asking you to treat me like you actually like me. But then again, who knows if you do... apparently not. So fine, I'll just stop talking to you. Even though sometimes I still think about all those late night conversations. But I guess you're a different person now, or something I don't know. An explaination would've been nice. But I guess I don't deserve one? Whatever.
Just don't you fucking dare do anything to hurt her okay?

Meh.

All I wanna do is make you feel better. Most of the time I can't even do that.

That talk was good. I think we needed that. It'd been a while since we had a long serious conversation ish thing.

This is weird. Im not too fond of it. But I guess i'll get used to it.

My photo essay isn't very good. I'm thinking C ish range. But at least I did it and got it in on time, well on time for me. That's always good.

I was gunna ask you if you'd let me keep one of those blades. But I knew you wouldn't, so I thought better of it.

I gave in a couple weeks ago, just a few scatches though. It didn't even bleed. I didn't think it was worth mentioning. I don't even count it.

I need this cruise. An escape from everything. An actual escape, to recover and not have to deal with anything. Stress free. Well except for the whole no cell service thing... and no internet... that kinda freaks me out a little. :/ a week is a long time to go without talking to you. Either of you. Expect giant hugs when I see you after that.

I don't really have much to say.

Monday, January 17, 2011

You wish you had as much fun as us







I love these kidss

I really

should get started on that photo essay. I miss regular english.

I feel like shit. But I need to stop complaining.

You know I really should have played basketball in 10th grade. I really regret that decision. Cause now starting over is pretty close to impossible. Especially when I've gained like 872 pounds since I stopped playing. We shall see how this kinect workout thing goes I guess.

I don't know where to start on this photo essay. It would've helped if I read the book. I don't even remember the sparknotes that I read the night before we wrote that essay.

I have go with my mom to the doctors in case she needs me to drive her home. So that pretty much leaves me zero time to do this project. Awesome.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Today




Was so fucking amazing.
The ride was so crazyy. And like walking through hogwarts and just like feeling that you were actually in the world was amazing. The tie and scarf that I bought make me happy. And my girlfriends slytherin blanket is adorablee.

Ryan and zach make a good combination. If I had one of those crazy merry go round pictures I would put one here.

Today was exactly what I needed. An escape from reality, a break from life. With the people that I care most about.

It kinda sucked a lot that I'm sick though. Lame.

I love you guys.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Sunday



I am so fucking excited.
I want to escape to another world. Drink butterbeer and walk through hogsmeade.To walk though all the shops and fly on a dragon.
We all need the escape.
Counting down the hours...


And does anyone know who this is?

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Whatever.

I'm not fucking asking you to worry about my self esteem. How about just treat me like you actually give a shit about me. Unless you don't. Then that's fine. I'm not trying to start fucking drama. That was you. I didn't even talk to you about it. I was just venting... blogging.I'm not asking you to deal with my shit... nor did I say anything about not having any to deal with... I just want to not be your fucking punching bag anymore.

I know all your favorite spots...


...and tonight we will connect the dots.
The words I want you are an understament.

It's amazing that I'm that comfortable around you... that we can have that conversation and it not be weird or awkward or all. I love that about us.

I'm hella stoked about this weekend. Like reallyreallyreally excited.

I'm pretty tired of taking so much shit from you. It never used to be like that... you know that my low self esteem doesn't need any help. So can you stop please? Be a bitch to someone else.

My desire to do well in school is dramaticly fading... it's really not good.

New seats in 6th period? Not okay with me. Juss sayin.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Opinions?

Artist Statement

There isn’t a better feeling than watching something you have envisioned come to life.
There’s something magical about creating something from nothing.
Film making is pure expression.
Pure passion.
Telling a story in the best way possible.
Conveying a message.
Film making is art.
But it’s more than that.
It’s how I’m going to change the world.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

I fucking love Ke$ha




I so want to see her in concert.

Thank you for being you

You have reached a milestone, sweet sixteen
What does it mean for you, now a mid teen?
It should be exciting and filled with dreams,
But we know life is unfair, and people can be mean...

Although you may not think it so,
These times will pass and you will grow.
You will be stronger as you journey afar,
Because you are loved for who you are.

While others lack understanding and grace,
You will be rewarded for the struggles you face,
Because your path is sincere, honest, and true,
Because you are loved for who you are.

Focus on happy times with family and friends,
Ignore those, whose ignorance forbids them to see,
What a beautiful loving person we know you to be,
Because you are loved for you are and will be.

You are different, and special, we always knew that,
While others may be confused
In their thoughts and deeds,
We couldn't be more proud of your courage and reslove.
Please never forget you are loved for who you are.

We love you, Grandma and Grandpa

When I think about how maturea nd responsible you are, I feel so proud... but at the same time, I wish i could keep you from growing up so fast. I see you becoming more and more independent- able to think for yourself, make your own decisions, and stand up for what you think is right. And while I may not appreciate that when we disagree, I know those same qualities are going to help you take care of yourself out in the world. So please... cut me some slack if i treat you like a kid sometimes. I hope you understand how much i love you and that I am really excited about the great future ahead of you.
We are so proud of the women you've turned out to be. Stay strong and believe. We love you, Mom and Dad.

I found my birthday cards from last year when I was cleaning. Is it bad that they made me cry?

I love my family.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Puppy lovee




Awwww. Cutest thing ever.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Mushmushmush

I feel like I'm back in the first month we were dating. Back when I listened to love songs on repeat for hours and spent all of my classes day dreaming about you. Those love songs are playing right now and I spent all of algebra dreaming about you. Back when I was counting down the minutes before I could hug you again and sending you dorky emails every other second. I love us, I love how we can never get enough of each other, that we still act all cute and everything even though we've been dating for a while. You know? Like you still give me a adorable dorky grin when I call you cute or beautiful or when I grab your hand. You still tell me you love me like every second of the day. We still text constantly. You still send me mushy emails and make me cute things. Like the heart that's now on my desk. Look how cute my girlfriend is... making me hearts out of clay.
I still love it even if you don't. Baby you amaze me, yeah I'm a dork. I listened to that song today.

I love that we finish each others sentences or type the same things at the exact same time.
I love that you understand what I'm trying to say even when I can't get a word out.
I love that we can stay up till insane hours of the night doing absolutly nothing.
I love that we can talk about video games for hours.
I love that you're there for me.
I love that you're you.

Fuck I still need to do that floor plan.

My new long sleeve shirts make me happyyy.

Ke$ha concert? Please?

Aha it'd be a while since I hid behind a wall for you :P

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Hey Ryan look

Who doesn't want vodka squirted into their mouth by Kristen Stewart ;)