Hii everyone.
This is about as exciting bloggs have been lately.
Nothing happens, so what am I supposed to write about?
That is my excuse, and it is a good one. Trust me.

ATM.
time: 7:17 PM
date: March 01/06
mood: blan. plain. boring.
wearing: garage jeans, brown tank and sweater shrug thingy.
talking to: Jenna.
should be doing: what else? hmwk.

Horoscope: If you're feeling overwhelmed, sit back and simply deal with the circumstances in front of you rather than trying to plot any broad plans for the future. Juggle with these changes, and you'll see a positive outcome.

My Fortune Cookie link got taken off. Hmph.

Some song lyrics from our favourite softcore-emo group:

FOB- Calm Before The Storm.
Sat outside my front window
This story’s going somewhere
He’s well hung and I am hanging up
Well theres a song on the radio that says
Let’s get this party started, let’s get this party started

What you do on you own time’s just fine
My imagination’s much worse than I ever wanted to know
And what meant the world implodeded...
inflated then demoted all my oxygen to product gas and suffocated my last chance
You said between your smiles and regrets
Dont say it’s over
Dead and gone

Calm before the storm
Set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight
Reception less than warm
Set it off and the sun burnt out tonight

The next time the phone can wring my neck it gets no answer
And of the time that I’ve spent telling it my roots
I’m shaking in my boots
And still it looks at me like an old friend I’ve betrayed
The darkside of the doormat is the one your shoes have frayed
The sun burnt out tonight.

Here's to hoping that it's a snowday tomorrow.


I dunno lately. I've pretty much become the kind of person I hate, where I'm mad at people and pretty much the world, but rather than actually tell people, I think I'd rather just be a push over. In short, I need help.
It's not like I want to be a push over, but being on the outside of mello-drama looking in, is much nicer.


I really hate how it's always us against them, and as hard as I try, you don't want to give me a chance, and I am really getting tired of trying.

You used to be okay, I mean you really were. You were nice, and compassionate. But what the hell happened to you.

The point is, everything was okay, until you decided it wasn't. And I can't stand the way you take me for granted. Maybe one I won't be there. Then what will you do?


Ever had one of those days when you talk and talk, but it's like no one actually cares what you are saying? Not be all like, aaaah my life sucks and I'm so misunderstood. But on occasion that's the way you make me feeling. Sick and confused. If you can't understand what I am saying, and you don't care, tell me that instead of playing games with my head.


P.S blogg readers : I don't really give a damn if you can't understand who or what I'm talking to or about.

Moving on.


So tonight I'll sit and pick apart your pictures.
And overanalyze your words.

Why do I care? I really don't know anymore. Honestly, you are probably worth more dead than alive. But then again, that's just me beating myself up about it.


Anyways everyone, I have nothing much left to say.

Much Love,
*Kandy

P.P.S- Sorry it wasn't one of those happy go lucky comical bloggs, take it or leave it.

P.P.P.S- All it will take me to go right over the edge is one little judgemental comment. Have your own opinions, but don't diss mine, and don't judge me, you have no idea what's it's like to be anyone but yourself.

Thanks for a great 14th everyone.