Happy birthday, Larry! 

Ceramics Project: DONE.

Breezy's levels went down!

    What a FUN day. I was in the wheelchair today because of my accident at work. Everything was fine until I got to third hour... Civil War. I got there a few minutes late, as I was in a wheelchair ^^;;;. I was waiting in the hall for him to finish speaking to the class... I didn't want to interrupt. He saw me and told me to stay there. I thought, "Okay, he wants to talk to me. No big deal." So I waited. Suddenly, Mr. Miller YELLED, so all the class heard, "And as for THOSE of you who are never HERE. THOSE of you who aren't here more than are, it's not my problem! It's not my responsibility, and I don't have to deal with it! You're just hurting yourself!" He didn't even f***ing come out to f***ing TALK! What an arrogant, ignorant, narcissistic BASTARD.
    Tomorrow I'm going to ask him for my senior picture back that I gave him. If he won't give it to me, I'm just going to march in and rip it off his board. I don't give a damn what he says, my mom paid for that photo,  so I'm taking it back and giving it to someone else.
I haven't been this close to hate in a very long time. I can freaking FEEL my blood boiling. He's had his tinier jackass moments before about my problems... but I always bade up excuses for him. I can't believe I DEFENDED him against my mom when she suggested that he may not be so nice. I'm DONE defending him. I'm DONE making up excuses!
    I have not been this pissed... or this hurt... since my friend spread that I was a hypochondriac around school.
    I'm f***ing pissed.

You know... I may be a patient person... but dear God. I can only take so much of someone being a complete ASS!

Went to go see my dad today. He's doing well, and it wasn't too terribly stressful I suppose.

Really not doing so well physically. Took a slip down some stairs yesterday and subluxed nearly everything in my body, lol! There's now a bruise on my ass the size of Texas -_-. The spanking after that didn't help XD Oh well, crap happens, ne? I took a vicodin, so yesterday's joint damage isn't too terrible. I think I may be in a wheelchair at school tomorrow, though.

I'm cleaning my desk off right now. Maybe tomorrow I'll start on the daunting task of cleaning my floor... we'll see what happens XD. I'm tired of living in filth. I think that may be a good sign?

I was searching back in my vanilla livejournal for kicks. I found a lot of interesting things that I had forgotten, and some half way decent poetry! =O!

Drink Me Away

How much longer
Until you see,
How much you've been
Hurting me?

You're the one
I'm supposed to trust,
Though you've made my
Composure crack and rust.

You burn to the touch
You are the dust in my eyes,
Yet I won't let you go
Even after those lies.

Why I see those doctors
Why I cry all night,
Thank you so very much
For stealing all my light.

Mix my hope with a blender
Alongside with my heart;
And launch it in my veins-
Your alcoholic dart.

Drink me away.

So it's not one of my best... but not one of my worst either. All I can say... is I was one emo 16 year old. XP




Look Larry, I posted! lol.

I'm not entirely sure what the hell I did, but whatever it was must have been vigorous o_O.

My joints are popping out left and right, and my muscles are throbbing. Damn EDS.

So I took a vicodin a few minutes ago. Hopefully I won't go around telling any secrets -_-. A few months ago, while I was on vicodin, I sent the link to my yaoi spanking fanfiction to one of my friends... that I go to school with. Oi.

Dad just called... apparently he's doing well.

Today started off fine. Thankfully the copying machine was broken >_>. That's one less battle for me to be defeated in XD.

Got spanked... which helped for some emotional release that's been building up for a while.

Went home... thought everything was fine. Went to Amanda's... then brought Amanda home with me to go see Chiffie (my dog). Suddenly mom had locked herself in her room, and was crying. Mom asked me to feed the pets, and wouldn't talk to me other than that.

I just went out to the living room... and clung to Amanda. -_-

What. A. Day.

So dad went to rehab today... at first I was afraid he'd chicken out. Things went more smoothly than I expected, but near the end my mom got really bitter with the nice lady that was telling us about family meetings ._.

It seems I must have been up tight, holding myself together waiting for today. When I got home after dropping dad off, I suddenly got so exhausted and weak. I feel like I could just collapse every time I stand.


It's pretty damn sweet, that's what.

I am so not ready for break to be over.

June 4th needs to get here... now. I really thought senior year would be more interesting... and a bit easier.

With my parents going nuts and my body falling apart, I'm not sure how much more I can take.

On the bright side, my dad's going into rehab tomorrow.

Parents are fighting like nuts... I'm thinking that escaping to Amanda's house is the best idea.

...TO AMANDA'S! *flies off*

So.... whoo! I made a second livejournal... because I want to be able to talk to my spanko friends on here without my other friends finding out. ._.;;; Whoo? Indeed.