My Dog

I just read an entry out of my diary... It said my dog, 8 years of age, started to have a tumor on his butt at 2-10-12. That was TEN MONTHS ago. He still is suffering from this cancerous disease, and I just finished crying my eyes out. I hadn't realized my dog, my first dog ever, was suffering for almost a year... Why does this have to happen to him?! I love this dog TO DEATH, and he is close to DIEING in a matter of a couple of years! I'm tearing up just writing this entry. I need someone. I can't lose him... ),;

Back stabbed In Life

Tonight, my true friend and my enemy joined together to try and breakup my relationship. I was so mad that I was shaking like crazy when my boyfriend told me. Then they have the NERVE to text me saying they got my back when I'm sad. BITCH, don't talk to me!!! Stop telling my boyfriend that I'm fake, that I'm too low for him, and this other crap! I'm done with you, Bitches! Leave me alone! Now he thinks I told people, so he's upset. Not my fault people make up lies. I'm completely DONE with them. He told me all of this drama on video chat, and the whole time I was squeezing one of my stuffed animals. We talked, then hung up, and I broke down. These two girls made me cry! Then my boyfriend doesn't want me to let them know that I know. What did he expect me to do? They texted me and tried calling me. Now apparently I made one of them cry because I didn't LET THEM KNOW. So fucking what? I really don't care. My "best friend" turned against me for my enemy. My eyes feel heavy because I've been crying for 2 hours. Now they are telling OTHERS, outside the circle of drama, and they are messaging my friend about why "I'm upset" and she doesn't know anything that was going on until 1 hour ago. I want to punch them both in the face, and my dad almost drive my friend over to the house they are sleeping over at, just to go yell at them. I need a therapist... I don't deserve any of the shit that's happening to me. I'm nice to everyone, so why do people hate me?
Just talked to them. At least one bitch is put of my life forever(:

Christmas(:

Today is Christmas! Or, yesterday it was because it is 2:02am... Well, for Xmas I got many awesome things! One of my def favs was my very own iPad3(: That was the last gift I had to open. So this is how the morning went.
My brother woke me up at 7am. Since it was Christmas, I didn't sleep much the night before so I was exhausted! We ran downstairs and teared open ALL of the gifts. I got a bunch of gift cards, a Coach purse, yoga pants from PINK, fleece scarves, a vest, a scrapbook, Diary Of A Wimpy Kid, headphones, UGGS, then the last gift was my iPad! It was a big box with three presents labeled #1,#2,#3. The first one felt like a book, so I was wondering why I had to open it last. My brother opened his present before me and received an XBOX, so I felt kinda left out if I just got a book, you know? So I opened the #1 present and I screamed at the top of my lungs when I saw the iPad case(: At first, I thought they got me ANOTHER iPod touch, but I screamed anyways. The second present was a case for the iPad. It clips on to it and can stand up! The third gift was a Coach iPad case for travel. Honestly, I was NOT expecting to get ANY Apple products this xmas(: I posted a bunch of pics on Instagram and Tweeted a lot on Twitter. I was in AWE! I just wanted to thank my parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, & cousins for everything they got for me. I truly didn't need anything this year, but thanks for making it the best. Love you guys <3

An Update

  You know, I had surgery on 11-06-12 (yesterday) for two moles on my head. I had one on the right side of my nose and one of the left side of my scalp. I went in yesterday at about 10:30am, but didn't get called in until 11:45am. I walked in the white, cold room. I looked around and saw metal objects laying on a table. What were they gonna do to me? I was freaking out! I had to close my eyes, and he told me step-by-step on what he was going to do. He stuck a needle on my nose to numb it, then did the procedure and removed the mole. Then he went to my head and stuck a needle through it, and did the same thing. The needle on my head hurt worse than the one on my nose. I pulled through it though.
  Now there's stitches in both places. They hurt like a motherfucker. I have to take Tylenol every 4 hours to ease the pain. Today, everyone was asking what happened and why I wasn't at school yesterday. I gave a short summary, but it was annoying because 15+ people asked me. GRR! The cut on my head is open, and just has stitches (no gauze or medical tape). The cut on my nose has stitches and medical tape. It honestly doesn't look that bad, but the wound on my head gives me MAJOR headaches ): Who knows what's going to happen? The plastic surgeon wanted to remove the two moles because he didn't want them to become skin cancer. The moles got sent to a lab, and by 11-13-12 I will know if they're cancerous or not. I'm excited for next Tuesday because I get my stitches out!!! YAY (: Also, I get a doctors note to sit out of gym, so next week I get out for gym for 2 days. This week I have Health, so there's no need for the note yet. I hope this entry gave you an update about what happened yesterday!
Love Always,
~Just Another Girl

Field Trip!

  So today I went on a field trip! It was amazing(: The 75 minute bus ride there and back was hilarious. When we got to the place (Cantigny) and we got to walk around a museum and Colonel McCormick's house! Yea, to you guys it sounds pointless, boring, the list could go on and on. But it was actually REALLY fun. Outside, there were like, 10 army tanks. They were climable. So, I proceeded to climb them. At the top, my mom took a picture of me and my boyfriend. Hahaha! I loved the whole day, because I spent time with friends, climbed a few tanks, walked through a huge, beautiful estate, and I still got back to school with 15 minutes to spare. #AWESOMEDAY
 I wanted to give an update to my fellow readers:
   My next blog entry will be of a story I have been writing for a few days. It's about a girl being affected by Hurricane Sandy. Hurricane Sandy is a super storm (3 hurricanes combined right now) that is going to/is destroying the east coast. My story is to show that once someone is affected, what they're feelings would be. The story will NOT, I repeat NOT, be done. I am only 6 pages in, so... ENJOY READERS!
  I hoped you guys LOVED my colorful info above(: Stay Gorgeous(:
Love Always,
Just Another Girl

Texting

  So I'm just texting people and minding my own business, when my ex texts me... I dated him towards the end of last year, and I hadn't talked to him since. When we broke up, he said we wanted to try and get it right this year. But I already have a new boyfriend... I like this boyfriend more then my ex, but I don't know what to say. This was months ago, and his number just pops up. Now he's asking if I'm dating ____. I am, and I told him yes. My ex is going to the same highschool I am, but my current boyfriend is going to a separate highschool. What a coincidence! Ugh! Why can't ONE thing go my way?!
  Our convo:
Ex: Hey, are you still dating anyone?
Me: Yea... are you?
Ex: No :(
Me: Who do you like?
Ex: Nobody on red team and nobody on white team, but someone on blue team. Eighth grade. Aren't you dating Ben?
Me: Yes, why? Who's the girl.
Ex: You...
Me: Cool.
  WHY DOES HE STILL HAVE FEELINGS FOR ME?!
  I just don't understand. He needs to move on, find another girl. We broke up in the middle of June 2012... It's October 2012, that was 4 months ago. I've found someone new, he should too. We can still be friends, but it'll be awkward if he keeps hanging on to what we HAD. I hope this all blows over by tomorrow or at least by next week. I don't want anymore drama.
  Moral of the story: Texting = Drama
Love Always,
~Just Another Girl~

Night Time...

  Today was okay and sucky at the same time. Hahaha! I just say "sucky" :P I'm so immature. Anyways, part of the day sucked ass and then some of it was awesome. The beginning of the day did NOT go well for me. I didn't make the poms/dance team for my school. I checked the list several times, only to realize that I hadn't made it. I went to the list in the morning, with my boyfriend and one of my besties. I ran my finger down the list, and my # (#27) wasn't printed on it. I wanted to scream, punch someone, cry. I wanted to wallow in a ball and cry my eyes out. Of course I DID NOT do this, because I was at school. So, whatever. The poms team will suck without me and my 2 friends.
  After checking the list MANY times, I told my boyfriend that I hadn't made the team. I mean, I was bummed... BIG time. He said he was so sorry and pulled me into a hug. That moment I wanted to break down and have him hold me. That sounds like I'm a cry baby, but too frickin bad.
  During passing period, I would wander towards the list and check over and over again if I made it, and missed it. I saw and confirmed that I had NOT made the team. I fast-walked to my locker and texted my Mom, telling her I had not made it. I seriously wish I was on that team...
  Tonight my head hurts like hell. Probably from all the stress that has taken a toll on me today. I had ballet technique so I stretched a LOT. So now my butt muscle and knee bruise are killing me. Great. Well tomorrow is Gay Pride day (rainbow wear), so I will proceed to living my normal life. I am trying to forget about my loss.
  I hope tonight I dream of nice things, and I really hope this poms thing doesn't effect me tomrrow... Thanks for reading(:
~Love Always,
Just Another Girl

Poms Tryouts

  Why didn't I make the team? I went to see if my # was on the sheet, and it wasn't. I was on the team last year... I don't understand! And guess who made it. The backstabber I always talk about. I get so annoyed with the shit that happens. The one school activity I like, it taken away from me. Why? All I have to ask, is why?

Life So Far...

  So today my font color is a deep purple (: Jelly? Yes. So, a lot of things have been going on in my life since 9-28-12. Well, for starters, I finally grew some balls and went to Fright Fest. Best. Night. Ever. It was amazing! I also went to the movies with my boyfriend (: We saw "House at the End of the Street". Holy crap, that was freaky. At certain parts, he would pull me towards him to cuddle. AWW moment! I really hoped we would've kissed at the end though, but having his arm around me was good enough.
  Today I had poms tryouts. They went splendid. Ha! Look, I used the word "splendid". Teehee! Anyways, I pulled my right butt muscle (weird, right?) and bruised my left knee. JUST TRYING TO DO THE SPLITS! Like, wtf? Now it hurts to walk up the frickin stairs. I feel cripple. Also, that backstabbing bitch tried out. WooHoo. Sarcasm right there, my friend. UGH, why can't she be involved with something else besides things I do? I go to a new dance studio, and she joins. I have a certain phone, she has the exact one and SAME color. Everything I do, she copies. Can't I just get a break? Next year I will. Different highschools, baby! Maybe things ARE turning up (:
  My friend (not giving names) asked me if I was in love with my boyfriend. Okay, let me answer this question, because I know you're just absolutely DIEING to hear it. No, I'm NOT in love with my boyfriend. Yes, I know most of my entries are about this special guy, but I'm sorry that I'm finally happy with someone. Yea, some people give me shit because I hangout with my boyfriend almost every weekend. Again, sorry I'm happy with someone. I can't just change my happiness for those people. I am who I am, I like who I like, and NO ONE can change it. Now, please stop asking.
  This whole blog entry is rambling about my social life for the past uhh, I don't know, 3 weeks? Who da f**k cares? I SURE DON'T. Moving on. Well, this stupid rainstorm is banging on my window. I want it to STFU. Is it TRYING to break my damn window? Hmmm, maybe... Hahaha! I also want to bring up the language I use in my entries. Yes, in almost EVERY entry, you're going to see 1 or 2 swears. This is to express my feelings, and ranting with some swears helps let it out. At 13 you can swear, right? Ehh, idk. Dang, I just looked over this entry and there is a LOT of caps words (: Heehee! I guess that's all for today, my lovelys <3 Hope you enjoyed reading!
~Love Always,
Just Another Girl

Sparkles

I love these sequins! Beautiful(:

My Day and Boyfriend

Of course I hung out with the best guy in the world! The funny thing was, we were talking about moobs... It's man boobs, haha! It was so funny(: And I saw a bunch of my friends in the hallways and at lunch(: It was amazing!
I have a feeling that me and my boyfriend will kiss again(: The first time we kissed, it was magical! We were sitting together and he asked if he wanted to kiss him. Of course I said yes! That was my 1st ever kiss and it was perfect(: I want to feel his lips on mine once more. I want him to hold me forever when we hug. I want to hold his hand in the hallways and I'm so happy that I talk to him every single day! I love the way he hugs me too. His arms go in the exact spot, and it feels so right. Yea yea, I know this paragraph sounds all mushy or whatever. But this is how I feel about him. I have feelings you know.
Should I love him? On Monday we will have been dating for one month. Idk if I love him... Other girls say I should, but I don't. I don't want my heart broken again. It's happened before and it hurt like hell. I don't my heart to be stabbed once I give it to that special person. That's why I'm do scared of commitment. And when I mean commitment, I mean full on togetherness! Sure, I'll date a guy I really like. But that doesn't mean I automatically love them. People need to understand that. I may not love this boy, but I sure have strong feelings does him(:
-Love Always,
Just Another Girl

Just A Guy...

  People don't realize what goes through a girl's mind when her crush is talking to her... Some girls get butterflies and try to avoid direct contact with their man candy:P Some girls, such as myself, talk A LOT to them. I will try to be funny, cool, chill, and outgoing. I push myself towards them. It ends up working SOMETIMES. But I don't do this on EVERY guy I've ever liked. I just started this technique last year.
  Some guys just don't get the hint. Do they even care about our feelings? Do they like hurting us? I know this one guy that I dated for 3.5 months... He was my 1st boyfriend and we dated in September 2011. We were perfectly fine, except for one thing.. We barely saw eachother, but whenever we DID see eachother, he would ignore me. This strange thing went on for about 1 month. We dated from Spetember 17th-December 21st. One night I was sleepoing over at my friend's house and all 3 of us were playing Monopoly(: The whole time I was texting him... He then, out of the blue, texted me saying,
 Him: "I almost punched my bestfriend in the face today because they were making fun of me dating you. I think we need to breakup."
 Me: "But who cares what people think? As long as we like eachother enough to date."
 Him: "No. We need to breakup. I almost punched my bestfriend in the face."
 Me: "But why do people matter?"
 Him: "We're done, jeez! Goodbye."
  After I read and responded to this convo, I almost cried. He was my FIRST boyfriend and he was dumping me because his bestfriend made fun of him. Aren't some boys just a bag o' bitches? I think so. But the boyfriend I have now is WAY better than my 1st one. My 1st boyfriend can go to hell for all I care. The guy I'm with now, can go to my heart...

Dreams At Night...

When I lay my head on a pillow, the real world disappears. I feel like I could create my whole new world. I like to dream of love, friends, family, and even my day. I sometimes have crazy dreams about love... Things can get saucy lol! Not that inappropriate though(: I like dreaming about happy things and fading memories. That's all my dreams are. Fading memories and protruding future visuals. Yea, this entry may sound a bit idiotic or stupid, but I enjoy writing what goes through my head in the darkness.
Most people dream of doing "it" with guys or dreaming just OF guys. I'm the opposite. Sure, I can dream about my "crushes" and what not. Who cares what I dream of? I might blog about it later though(: -Love Always,
Just Another Girl

The Real Me

 Most people don't know who this blogger is... I'm alright with that. This is meant to be secret so no one can know how much I care about people inside. Some people say I'm pretty chill and outgoing. And some girls hate everything about me. I don't seem the grasp why? Why do they hate me? Is it because I have friends on different teams and in different grades? I don't understand...
  I have a ton of friends, and a ton of enemies too. I keep asking myself, what is wrong with me? Am I just another girl to hate because people like me? I've had 5 boyfriends in my entire life. Right now I'm on lucky number 5(: He's amazing! I won't say names, as I said earlier, this blog remains anonymous. We've been going out almost a month. He makes me smile and laugh every SINGLE day(: Sometimes people yell "slut" in the hallways. I've known a girl for 7 years now, and she's had 13 boyfriends in a single school year. Last year I had 3, 1 over the summer, and this guy now. I am not a slut. All those bitches who have called me that, need to chill. I'm. Not. A. Slut.
  Now here's a shoutout to all those bitches who walk around school with their boobs hanging out and their butts stickin out. It ain't cute. It's also not cool to bully others. Yea, that's right. I hear you calling girls "fat", "ugly", "slutty", etc. The list goes on and on. You are the sluts. You may not be ugly or fat, but you're ugly on the inside.
  I've known this one girl for 8 years now. Maybe even longer... But I'm gonna tell you the TRUTH about her. She's a backstabber.. She hates me. We were bestfriends until 4th grade when everything with/about us turned ugly. Pretty much like lightening was striking up around us. We got into a stupid fight. It was beyond RETARDED! But, she proceed to spill rumors about me. That turned a BUNCH of people against me. Why would she do this, you ask? Ask the chick herself! I'm tired of it. I hear girls whispering about her and how she hates me. STFU, okay? No one cares anymore. But apparently, this bitch does. Bottom line, life isn't easy. But I've pushed through it and always will. She can go kiss up on everybody just get "better" or whatever. She can go suck butt for all I care! What matters, is that NO ONE can tear me down. Like the song "Skyscraper" by Demi Lovato, I'll be rising from the ground like a skyscraper. So she can go suck my butt if she wants!
  Thanks for reading(: