Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Dear Anjelica,
Thanksgiving dinner, you didn't smile in the pictures, you didn't stay downstairs with your family, when normally, no matter what, no matter how tired, or how sad you were, you would be down there with us. You magically disappeared at church when normally you would drag me around with you. We spent a WHOLE Saturday in different rooms, while you were texting, and I just layed there thinking of what I could possibly say to how you were acting. You're nonstop about him, I wanted to grab your phone, and throw it at the wall. I want you to understand what your parents have been seeing in you, because I see the same thing now.
You're scared of your boyfriend, and I'm not going to sit around and let that continue. You fear making him mad, or not replying to him. You're stuck on him like glue, it's unhealthy. If you don't do something about it soon, I'm going to have to, and if I take a hold of things, you're going to hate me forever, but I won't let this continue. You've turned into a person you would normally hate yourself.
During my stay with your family, I felt as if you hated me, resented the fact that I was there, but magically, you were alright when Jenny and Janel came, and that was a major burn towards me.
It's your choice to keep in your relationship or not, I know. But I swear, if he makes a horrible move, and you don't tell me about it, I'll do something. You keep things from me now Anjelica, when before we had all those story times and whatever, but nah, sisterpants means shit to you now. All it is to you now is Cris and resenting your parents. You've lost that creative and lovely side of you that could see the bigger picture, but now it seems you even put yourself behind, and you now only want what Cris wants. If I'm wrong, than you're going to have to prove me wrong, because of now, I don't see it.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
things I miss and like
- myspace
- webcamming with josh for hours at night
- josh playing/singing me songs
- mike playing/singing me songs
- watching nawin light brian's hair on fire
- late nights on the phone with cody
- texting all day and night
- my macbook pro
- watching tv, even though i only have local channels
- standing in front of the lockers until there was 2 minutes to get to class
- walking to aloha
- eating at aloha
- summer days at anjelica's house
- leaving anjelica's house the next day
- having to be taken home by randolph
- laughing at him for stealing a cookie
- singing songs
- dancing
- listening to people play guitar
- making new friends
- getting boba with carmina and her brother
- running into old friends at target
this list goes on forever :/
Monday, March 23, 2009
Today
I feel better.
Happy, smiling, all that good jazz :D
Richard Gonzales, I will miss you. The smiles you could always bring to people's faces, the laughter, and the joy.
You got me thinking Rj, I should live my life happily. Thank you so much. I pray for your family, and for your friends, and I know you've touched so many lives.
Love you. Miss you.
Friday, March 20, 2009
About me.
I want to go places in life, but don't we all? I'm a clean kid, no drugs, no alcohol, no smoking, none of that shiet has a place in my life. I live like a kid in college. I deal with things most teens don't have to deal with, but I'm living through it. I'm hella self-conscious, and being made fun of all day and everyday doesn't help it. Tell me to change how self-conscious I am, doesn't do SHIET, things are easier said than done.
I'm getting really tired and annoyed of how people are changing, but I also know that's who they are, and that's not something I can change. I leave a lot of important things unsaid, because every time I say what's on my mind, I get either no response, or one that hurts or just pisses me off. I blabber about nonsense a lot, so you might not want to get me started down that path. I know how to set my priorities, but I tend to put others before myself.
I want things to be different, I want me to be different. I want people to understand, I want to be confident. I want to be able to stand tall and proud. I want things, I want them to happen, I want but I can't have everything I want. But I can try.
Things about me contradict like heck. But yeah, this is just a tiny bit of who I am.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Is it worth it?
I got up the guts to tell this guy something yesterday :/ and then he had no idea what to say. So I guess me and him are really both wasting our time liking each other. Cause nothing's going to happen. But I guess that's for the better? Trying to see the light in it (:
I don't know if what I'm doing is worth it. This going for more than just one case. English is bugging me so much, no joke. Computers is too. My teacher is so stupid, I have a feeling he's going to give me hell the rest of the year.
I hope I can keep up my GPA, or even make it BETTER. Gotta be more, determined, hard-working, focused, I have no idea, I just need to bring up my English, and maintain all my other grades, or it's going to be really sad news when the semester ends :/
Birthday countdown: 3 WEEKS. Dang, then I'm finally fifteen, time is flying!
The past two days of school weren't too bad, sorta.. Boring and long/short though. I guess daylight savings does change people.
OH, AND I KEEP HAVING REALLY WEIRD DREAMS :/ and I don't think I should've said anything last night, don't want things to be all awkward and crap, but but we shall see!
Sunday, March 8, 2009
You make me wanna dance (:
Schools been going well, somedays I still get frustrated with it. I am losing my social life because I never have a ride anywhere :/
I went to the Americana last night :D the pasta smelled like bacon, yum! Then I bought some stuff at H&M, and it's making me feel GUILTY. But at least I'm not a shop-a-holic :)
Some people really have problems understanding, but I guess you can't expect them to, but it's just.. You don't want to explain it to them, cause they'll think differently of you? I have no idea how to explain it D:
I have really bad issues sleeping, I'm always waking up in the middle of the night, or really really early, like 5am. Geez, stupid sleeping pattern ):
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Last week of 8th grade.
That boy whose words meant so much to me the last couple days (: makes me smile when I think about it.
Knotts with the whole 8th grade class, going on the Log Ride 293849234 times, and then the Big Foot Rapids. Funnel cake and Panda Express, yum.
The best friends going to my promotion, it meant the world to me. Hanging out at my house after promotion, going to Dennys. I wish I could relive it. Even though not the whole day was good, I want to relive it.
After promotion I looked through my yearbook, and I cried :/ But, we live on anyways, and I'm just glad those memories of middle school are already made. I wish I could remember them forever. Maybe I will, maybe I won't. Only time can tell.
It's been a while.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Crazy.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Good sleep.
Friday, February 13, 2009
"I'm in trouble"
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
For the first time.
Monday, February 9, 2009
It's only in SoCal
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Babe, I'm out in Irvine
Thursday, February 5, 2009
"I hope this is all you wanted"
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
My Day.
Life.
ashley tran .
things change.
Nawinshere
like songs
Nawinshere
or
Nawinshere
socks
Nawinshere
you change em every day
ashley tran .
and sometimes socks get holes in them
ashley tran .
and songs get old
So true :/ Stupid Nawin got me thinking about the past. Seriously, you really never know what you had, til it's gone.
Oh, and I am currently procrastinating like crazy.
Feeling:
-Replaced.
-Okay.
-Annoying.
-Lazy.
-Bored.
-Full.
-Better.
I wrote a really stupid poem where I compared life to music.
Well babe, I’ll tell you
Life is music
It’s more than just noise
It won’t always be on the same song
The beats are different
The genre changes
Music is different
But we all find our own style
I found that style
And sometimes you run into kinds you don’t like
But you either play through it
Or you skip it
Life is music
My English teacher has seriously ruined poem writing for me. Even though I didn't really like it til we got started writing them this year, she ruined it. I can't seem to write anything GOOD, or that she won't cross out this and that and blah blah blah.
