My Valentines Day was wonderful. Waking up to a text that said "I love you" and shortly getting a call while I'm on my way to school from him. All he said was "You're beautiful and I am so lucky to have you." My school day was filled with texts and smiles, others were not. It made me sad.

I went out to dinner.
I looked so pretty.
We went to Outback Steakhouse.
I had chicken on the barbie and aussie cheese fries<3.

OM NOM NOM.
:DDDDDDD
Smiles, smiles, smiles.
080910<3. yaaaaay.




okay, no more mushy shit.
i hate school.
it needs to be over.
seriously, why the hell am I still here? I also cannot STAND precalculus.
it is completely pointless, in fact, taking precalculus has helped me decide that I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH THE MEDICAL FIELD.
AHHHH.

Alright, Im done ranting.
For now....

Mr. Chase, I am going to write you a poem:

I like your hair,
your class is great,
a Hershey bar with almonds
is what I just ate.
Your clothes are cool,
your tables are sweet,
now Girl Scout Shortbread cookies
are what I will eat.

:D
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Last night I filled out the FAFSA for college.  To be honest, it was not as hard as everyone makes it out to be.  All I had to do was fill in information that I pretty much knew already.  Since my parents already had their taxes completed, it was just a matter of looking at their tax forms and filling in the boxes online.  I was finished in a matter of minutes. 

I also filled out the Honors Course application for Philadelphia University.  Since I am pretty sure that I am attending that college, I wanted to apply for the Honors Program in order to get have a bit more challenge.  Over all, I am pretty excited for the start of the fall semester.  I am also very happy that I got all of the neccessary paperwork completed in time.

Astounding young women you are,

Memories we’ve shared throughout the years,

Best friend anyone could ever asked for,

Every minute spent together are truly cherished,

Remembering these special moments, we’ll always be together even when we are miles and miles apart♥

Omg he touched my face I’m hyperventilating like the guy of my dream is touching me. For a minute I lost all logic all I could think about was being with him. Everything around me just stop we were living in the moment. Then suddenly he kissed me and with out hesitating I kissed him back and with out thinking one thing led to another when I realized what I had done it was too late here I was in his bed. And if that wasn’t enough shock what happened next was.

There was a knock on his door and he answered who is it and to my surprise it was Amber’s voice. Here I am thinking omg what have I done, and please don’t let her come in here. And before I could even finish my thought the door swung open, have you seen Aman…da but before she could finish her sentence she had already seen me. Wow she said as she walked out the room and slammed the door. In that instant moment the feeling of remorse came over me. As I got dress I thought of all the possible ways I could apologize to her.  What would I say to her what can I say all these thoughts flooded my mind.

When I got downstairs she had already left so I called her phone but she did not answer. I texted and called some more but she did not answer for two days so I decided to go to her house instead. When I got to her house she told her little brother Todd to tell me that she wasn’t home. Although I knew she was there but didn’t want to talk to me I knew where she was coming from what I had done was completely wrong. So I left, from that day on and everyday after that I called and went over her house and everyday I got the same answer either she wasn’t home or she didn’t want to talk to me this went on until we went off to college.

Now it has been about two years and we’re here at our favorite spot but there’s something missing. Something very important, the relationship we once had. I’m truly sorry for what I did two years ago.  I know there’s nothing I can say that will explain my wrongful doing. All I can say is that I’m deeply sorry and if I could turn back the hands of time I would. And I wouldn’t have done what I did because losing my best friend because of a one-night stand is so not worth it. But I understand if you don’t want to be friends ever again I wont question you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

* this is supposed to be sung* lol

So I got the bluuuuues.
Over prom, Yes I do.
I got themmm
Prom Time Bluuuuuues.
Oh yes I do.

No Dress, No Dress
I said no Dress,
Nope not yetet.

NO Date, NO No NO no Date.
Thats right I said NO Date.
 No Date.


So I got the bluuuuues.
Over prom, Yes I do.
I got themmm
Prom Time Bluuuuuues.
Oh yes I do.


Smh ( Shaking My Head) Prom stuff get real.

honestly, i have no idea what to write about today. so im gonna do that stream of conciousness thing, you know where you write down everything that pops into your head. the only problem is im not very good at that. all i can think about is what im doing, the writing assignment. and then theres no stream of conciousness, its more like a lake of conciousness or something. or a puddle. not much goin on up here... kind of like that game where somebody says a word and you have to write down what you think of when they say that word... well im bad at that. like if somebody says, hey beth what do you think of when i say the word green, all i see is the word "green" or maybe a picture of the color but never the proper response like grass or frog or tree... so i go, green! and they go, no beth... you're not supposed to just repeat the word. and i feel like an idiot.

(This technically a story, more like just a point of view sharing)

Today is Valentine's day. Everyone spends this day with that "certain someone". They do things like go out to dinner or buy each other presents and spend time being together. Since I never had someone like that, I would spend it with my parents. Every year, dad would go out and by me and mom big bouquets of flowers, Roses. Mom would by us some cute little presents and we would all go out to dinner. Every year, it was just another holiday that I enjoyed (as well as hated), but this year...this year was just to heartbreaking.

This was the first Valentine's day without my dad. They say the first year of holidays is the toughest, but because I didn't really have a lot of people to spend it with (nor a boyfriend to share it with), it was bitter sweet...and to make things worse, I was still sick.

I'm glad I was done with this Valentine's day, but I don't think I can handle anymore...
The hurts still there, and the sick feeling makes it worse.

Valentine's Day really is a holiday you shouldn't spend alone..

A poem for my mom who started her first day of work today. She was very nervous.

I want to tell you that you are okay
And you'll be okay
And you'll do okay
Actually, you'll do great
You'll be great
You'll be marvelous
You are marvelous
So have a fantastic day at work
I know you are supercalifragilisticexpialidocious