ever notice how everything fades,
and our bodies begin to rearrange,
and who you were is not who you see,
yet you're still trying to decide who you want to be.
ever notice how time passes by, with a little grin on its face,
never slowing down, or agreeing to your pace?

-amt*

past.

someone told me the other day, that this girl from my elementary school was talking about me saying how she hated me and what a bitch i was. it took me by surprise since i have not spoken to her in about 5 years? maybe 6.. all i could do was laugh.

at first, i was kinda thrown off.. she doesn't know me anymore, so why would she be talking about me? or even think to think about me? then, you know what.. i felt flattered.

the past 5 years of our life, i hadn't thought about her once, and i find out that i'm topic of her conversations. i must have made some type of impression, good or bad. (way back when was... you know.. 12) its just kind of funny to think, that while i'm enjoying my life.. all you're doing is talking about me. that's about, ten minutes of your life every other day, devoted to me.. who wouldn't be flattered by that?


-amt*

anger.

i get so worked up, over this stupid highschool crap.
.. why do i let it boter me? .. if i knew, it wouldn't get to me i guess.
i've been trying to just be the bigger person,
but right now it seem like, it would be alot easier to fight back.

"shit" talk.. someone define that?
anything, and EVERYTHING, i post, is real and the truth.
unfortunately, i can write the truth all i like, but that doesn't mean you have to believe it.
i'm starting to think i'm in this situation for a reason, to learn something maybe?
BUT WHAT!?
argh.
--------------enoughdraaaaama.


I was thinking the other day, why are people so judgemental.
why, when you walk down the road do you need to judge people.
who cares what they are wearing, or what they look like, or who they are with.
no one stops to think, what has this person gone through in their life..
you want to know why people don't..
because its awhole lot easier to walk away from a person, then to get to know them.
sad isn't it.



--amt*

downtown...

funny thing.
before i ever started going dt, i was told i'd hate the dome.
i don't hate the dome.. i actually hate admitting i enjoy it.
it is quite hilarious how, i end up out.. everyweekend.
dispite the fact that i am currently a brokeJOKE.

aaaand, i'm going out tonight.
i won't be at the dome though..

.. haha yeah, right.
--mapapama*

i'm not to worried.

So, I've been going through some unwanted "bullshit" lately-- to be blunt. :
.. by "unwanted" I mean, it was not my choice.
I'm not really sure how i feel about it, but.. it blows.
I'm confused because, I've got people mad at me.. and i don't know why?
.. wtf.

ANYWHO. whats a girl to do?

Its funny, for a long time I was used to stooping down to the lowest level.
BUT, apparently that is immature? who knew? (my mom, of course)
-- enoughdraaaama.

I'm stressing, SCHOOL! where the hell, did my summer go.
SO many questions.
Last year was a nice, slap in the face with REALITY.
I did not do as well as i should have, but considering i hated everything i was doing in the first place, it wasn't too bad, i guess. I finally just switched over to "Child and Youth Studies! " This excites me, because i love kids! So, i'll keep you posted..



-- amt*