April 11, 2009

This Will be My Last Post

Only for a little while. I'm going on vacation for my Spring Break with the family. So I'm not going to bore you with all the little details. And Fazp I want to see a picture of the magenta colored hair.

XOXO
Addo

April 6, 2009

30 Days

I'm giving myself 30 days to move past my past
30 days to get over myself
30 days to get a grip on reality and not have my head in the clouds
30 days to move on from any broken heart
30 DAYS TO GET RID OF MY PAST

sorry I'm in a depressing mood

XOXO
Addo

April 2, 2009

I Can't Even See Straight Anymore

I am past the state of over tired, and now am a happy bubbly person.

April 1, 2009

You Don't Know What You Got 'Til it's gone....

Imagine, you're sitting at a lunch table waiting for class to begin. Its the first day of kindergarten and you're sitting there alone, crying for your mom. When you meet your best friend. No he's a guy. And he starts talking to you, and you feel better.
Or imagine, You're sitting with that same guy, four years later, and your friend makes you laugh so hard Hi-c comes shooting out your nose and all over him.
Or imagine, the last time you see him, you're at a wedding sitting side by side, watching your teacher get married. And you can't help but think, will he be my husband?
I guess you could say I have feelings for that guy but that guy is long gone. And no, he's not dead, he moved ONE THOUSAND miles away. Before you could even get his cell phone number. Go figure right. And then, in not even a week you're going to that state, and your own father won't let you see him. No matter how much you want to.
This feeling needs to go away. Like, NOW. You can say I'm a little obsessed. And starting tomorrow there are so many changes that are going into effect. I figured I'd post this while I'm still allowing myself to think about him. All of my earliest memories of school, include him, his sister, (whose little name is Sarah, just like me) or his parents. They were so sweet. They are so sweet. God I miss him. The last time I saw him was like two years ago, and I haven't been able to forget about him. It feels like, he's just disappearing from my memory, and I don't want that. You know that feeling when you find that one guy who can make you smile on your crappiest day, that was him to me. But now he's gone and I REALLY need to move on. I never would have guessed that moving on, would be so god damned hard. And now pathetic me, just took up about three minutes of your time to tell you about a guy I am NEVER going to see again. :( God I hate that I let him get to me like this. And starting tomorrow, I will not think about him. But do me a favor, if you know his name, don't mention it. Thanks!

I'm giving up trying to be that perfect daughter my parents have always imagined. I'm done trying to cover the real me. And Hell, I'm fucking done with trying to make things work. If they don't work now, they never will. So if you know what I'm talking about, or who I'm talking about, this is to let you all know, Addo is done. I have wiped my hands clean of any past drama, of any past emotions, and also, of any past friendships. If a friendship didn't make it to your present, then there's a reason it didn't last. So Alexis, I give up trying to patch our friendship.

XOXO
Addo

Is it Possible to Feel This Low?

I'm not even sure what to think anymore. How many times have I said that? Oh I don't know maybe ten, twenty? At the Student-Faculty basketball game (which was fixed) I had a minor breakdown. I've just been feeling so alone, and moody. And with the free time and an open track, I just took off running. Running as I said a week or so ago helps me. But it lets me over-analyze everything so it doesn't really help. But whatever. I really think that if everything that I've been feeling, continues to happen I will hit rock bottom. But who cares what I think, my what two possibly three followers?
Well, I'll write more when I get home, stupid bell is going to ring.

XOXO
Addo

March 26, 2009

I Really Like This...

I was on Fazp's blog when I hit the next blog link at the top, you see it? Well it brought me to this Japenese woman's blog, and she had a lot of pretty pictures. So I'm just scrolling down looking at the pictures, and she has this poem, or is it a song, I don't know.

I am just another miserable woman
Looking to live behind black glasses
Holding a diary in my hands
None of its pages important
Crazy words written in a crazy time
My feelings
My tears
My little smiles
Parts of me live there
Without fear or someone
Nothing to stop me
Me-Sincere pen- Reliable diary
Thats all I need
Many people around me
But I do not see him
They seem busy
Strange life
Bind us
They never allow us to meet
Forget what I said
It started raining
Right now
All around me wet
So
I must be walking home
Before my tears start to fall too
Forgive me
When I'm talking to you
When I know
You are just an old wooden chair
Can not talk to me
At least
In my languages
But you are the only one
That heard me when I was silent
I'm glad you are here for me
Or so I think
See you tomorrow

Most of her blog is in Japanese, so I'm pretty bummed. If she wrote this, then I would have loved to read more. Of course I'm gonna follow her, in case something new comes up. The link for her blog will be under this blog. So definately go check her out.

XOXO
Addo

March 25, 2009

I'm not Sane, and I'm Far From Normal

What most people really need to learn about me is that I'm not the quiet girl you sit in the corner and ignore for the rest of your life. I'm not social. I'm not normal. And I'm not sane. Like most of my friends already know about me, I can be really hyper and talkitive. But to somebody new on the block, I'm the quietest person you'll ever meet. And no, I don't try to exclude myself from people's mind games, I only try to keep away from the fake bitches that live in this world.

I'm not in the best mood right now, so I'm gonna go.

XOXO
Addo