Sunday, June 7, 2009

Your Arms Are My Castle, Your Heart Is My Sky ( 8 )

i'm invisible, always have been, always will be.
i always am .
i'm always left out too, and when i go to school tomorrow, everyone is going to have stories to tell, and i'm just going to be that forgotten person in the room, that everyone just looks past.

She Rides Up In My Carrera ( 8 )

I hate my life.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Now Will The Real Slim Shady Please Stand Up ? ( 8 )

i hate guys.
life is such a pain.
okaaay, i don't actually hate guys, i can't blame anyone for my emotions,
but why can't it be like fairytales?
princess meets her prince charming, the man she is destined to be with .
or like :
guy likes girl, girl likes guy, guy/girl tells the other that they like them, both of them are ecstatic and live happily ever after. . .
but this isn't a fairytale, and no one is a princess.

but i don't know what you are doing to me, i want to rip my hair out. .
everytime i close my eyes i see your face.
i'm getting dressed and i think of you,
i overhear every word you say,

but i don't know you, i don't know anything about you. . .
so i can't like you,
because a stranger can't like a stranger, right?

Thursday, June 4, 2009

How Could You Be So Heartless ( 8 )

wouldn't you just love to fall asleep in someone's arms, and know that you're safe?
to feel the warm of someone in your arms, or their arms wrapped around you?
to know that they are the one, and you can trust them with anything?
to share that love and compassion with one another?
to tell them any and everything, and they'll still be there for you after?
like you two are in your own personal bubble, or world, and are living the life,
like its your only escape from reality, being with this person.

yeaaa, i wish i could experience that.

i feel . . . empty today.

some people may have taken as a joke when i said "i have no one, i feel left out, i have no one to like or to like me"
they started giving me suggestions, but the truth is, i brought this upon myself.
i didn't want to take another risk in having a crush again, because of the heartbreak i went through last year. . .
now that i have actually accepted the fact that you are a jerk, and don't care about anyone but yourself, i have moved on.
but the fact is, that promise that i made to myself a year ago, to never have a crush again, is still there, within me.
now i can only like guys for like a day, it just doesn't work for me.
i want to have that risk in having a crush again, and getting jealous when i see him with some other girl, or when he doesn't pay attention to me the way i want him to, i want to cry my heart over a guy again.
this sounds stupid, to you.
but to me, its what i miss, because i don't have the capability to do that, its like i'm heartless.
but i don't want to be.
i'm trying to get it back, but there's this barrier in my brain telling me that i can't do it again,
i made stupid promises to myself, i fulfilled them .

and now. . .i'm stuck.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

We're The One's Who Made You ( 8 )

I'm empty.
It's funny how mood can change so fast?
I can't do it anymore.
Everyone is yelling at me, I don't know what I'm doing wrong.
I can't get you out of my head, I don't even KNOW you, I don't want to know you, I just want to go.
I can't wait for grade ten, I'm sick of being a freshman.

I hate my life.

When Love Becomes A Lie ( 8 )

I'm pretty sure I got the lyrics wrong in the title, this is my 14 year old self reminding my older self to google those lyrics sometime soon. YOU'RE AWESOME.

woooow, I'm talking to myself, what a faaag.

soo I'm getting the new moon poster, me thinks. :P
thank gooood <3
It's hot, now that I have figured it out.
+ I downloaded the trailer, so now I have it on the ugly slow computer.

sooo, I spoke to father and he said I can either get a guitar or a new bedroom set, I seriously don't know which one to get.
I dislike decisions. . . maybe I can get both . hmmm.

I feel so distant from everyone these daays, like no one likes me anymore, and I have become one of those attention-grabbing people.
yeaa, I really don't know.

I want to write a song, but I'm afraid I'm going to fail so badly at it.

I'm sick and tired of teenies and n00bs, legit.

I'm actually doing well I'm school now, I'm colouring my science title page as I type this. ;)

I'm also 'reading' new moon.

I ate dinner todaay, 'twas good.

I'm still confused about this guuy, but y'know what? I'm just going to forget about it.

I dislike flats.

I just forgot what I was going to say.

I haven't sworn in this blog, at all. Improvement. (:

I'm listening to z103.5 <3 fave radio station.

I love Astronomy, if I don't become an actress I am most definitely going to become an astronomer. (:

I think everyone should be unique, and honest with everyone and themselves.

I think no one should favour their friends or just ONE friend, because y'know you never really think about how the other friend feels.

I think people shouldn't copying off of my work, because I already spazzed at someone todaay.

Today someone asked me "Nicole, do you want to walk to the gym with me?" I thought it was cute, but he's my best friend. xD

It's daaark.

I'm going to end this. This was a happy blog, like not one where I'm screaming, but I'm also not swearing, and I got to rant and tell you about my day a little.

lateeeer blog / bestfriend.

-nicoleeeeeeeee

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

You Can Be My Private Dancer (8)

Just got back from seeing Up! Suuuuch a cute movie, legit.

I'm going to punch someone in the face, because I'm pissed, seriously.

I'm sick of being happy. I hate it. I can't be happy all the time.

I hate loud, obnoxious, attention-grabbing people, like go fuck yourselves.

I want a guitar, keyboard, and a new bedroom set. yeaaa, good luck to me.

School's almost done, except I go back a week later, legit. Well atleast I have something to do.

I hate people, I hate people who say they hate posers but they're posers themselves , like get a life.

I might be getting the new moon poster & tee from hot topic.
key word : might.

The next person to tweet about twilight I'm going to spazz on, seriously it's getting annoying.

uhm, rpattz is ugly as hell.

I hate people who see movies just for the actors, I already ranted about this, whatevs.
but I quote : "He's the only reason I'm going to see New Moon"
-.-

kthnksbye.

-nicoleeeeeee

ps. my summer might be an epic fail, because some people can't keep fucking promises.

atleast I still have August to look forward to, I get to see CHRISTINE ORTON :D
bffae. <3