dont you know that YOUR my best friend? she is too. but me & you have something different.
we met in sixth grade, and saw that stupid penguin, and hit it off!
my mom loves you.
we have the same humor.
we’re like sisterrs but we harldy ever fight!
but when your mad at me, i get mad at myself for letting that happen. Im so sorry. okay? im sorry she moved her initials. Im scared to text you again because i already texted you twice. i dont wanna seem aggravating. but your my best friend! please know that…
todaay was so much better than yesterday! i FINALLY pulled the bandiad off! some people said i didnt even need it. others said that it was grooss… i agree with the first half!
Physical Education is the worst class ever. not just because i have to play sports. which are only fun if your watching them. but we have to play against juniors. so we always lose. i hate losing. ANYWAAY so the junior team has this star player who hums the ball so hard they bounce off the back wall and hit people in the back. this junior starts sweatin. so she starts moving her shirt up&down to get air in it. us fre$hman started making fun of her by doing that same thing with our shirts. JUST PLAYING AROUND! well those stupid juniors come findd us after pe and ask why we did that thing with our shirts THAT THEY WERE DOING. so we said”oh, we were doing it cuz yall were! just messing around!” to which they replied “YALL BETTER GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER FRESHMAN.” umm, wtf? ugh! so it turned into this whole big thing and now & i dont think theres one person in the DHS class of 2012 likes meee. COOL. GO GRADUATE ALREADY.
but that was the worst part of my day. schools getting better & better. i’m starting to not hate it…LAWLZJK. but srzly. its like on a scale from 1-10 its a 1. as opposed to its usuall -239487192385610397456101973560192385. (:
Today kind of sucked. Well. I didn’t start off that way… Let me take you back a few weeks to understand why it sucked…
"I’m so scared to go back to school. Last year was undoubtably the worst year of my life. Why am I going back? Ugh. Last year my name wasn’t Amelie, It was Bertha. As in…Bertha-Mark. Well, now it’s gone, But…I have a scar. What if they steal my pencil pouch and write SCARLETT in big letters like last year? & What if I start crying? I know I’ll be made fun of…" -me, talking to my friends.
Welllll. Today, at my art table. I realized I have the biggest mouth on the planet…….. I told that story. Yes. THAT story. which meant everyone at my art table knew the name that I was TERRIFIED of being called. & One of the bitches friends sits at my table. So. she may or may not have told anyone. UGH. but thenn of course I’m walking around like I’m upset. so my “stepsiisssy” has to ask whats wrong. and forces me to tell her. She made me feel better by saying no one hates me anymore. to which i replied by laughing in her face. THEN SHE ASKS WHY I SIT WITH THE PEOPLE THAT I SIT WITH! PARDON ME FOR SITTING WITH THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO WERE NICE ENOUGH TO TALK TO ME WHEN THE WHOLE WORLD HATED ME! & you have the nerd to call them AGGRAVATING?! honey. I’ve talked to your friends too. don’t even. ugh.
If this is last year all over again, then im going to cabrini.
Day 1-Ten Thing You Want To Say To Ten Different People Right Now.
HEEY. YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND! (yes i have two. gtf. if youu dont, your life sucks.) flksjkajhlsihdg i used to have you saved in my phone as monroe because once upon a time we were watching spongebob and mr krabs said hello little boy! whats your name? to which the boy replied “MONROE” and we started dying!
Haai, so. I just wanted to let you know that you foh ruhhlz are my best friend in THEE WORLD, we are so much alike. you used to hate me because you were jealous of my talent. Which is understandable, I am very Talented. lawllzz jk. RACHEL BERRY QUOTE. so, please lets hang out. lykke now(:
It scares me that your nice…I’m terrified of getting too close…
OH. cool, dont talk to me. dont say sorry. now you choose not to follow the crowd? oh well. they say the high school bitch always ends up 16 and pregnant, or married to a trucker…
well. hasnt our relationship gone all over the place. in december. we couldnt stand each other, now, iloveyou. weird. penis.
I MISS YOU
its not that i dont like you…oh wait, yeah it is.
my english teacher told me that snakes were treasured in anciet greece because they look like penises. i thought of you.
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now. Day Two: Nine things about yourself. Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart. Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot. Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done. Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever) Day Seven: Four turn offs. Day Eight: Three turn ons. Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now. Day Ten: Your confession
Day 25-Someone You Know Who's Going Through A Hard Time
Okay. You know who you are. I know who you are. I know your the anonymous person that made me delete my formspring. I know that you made my life HELL last year just because your cousin HATED me.
I also know that your life is hell right now. I really didn’t know what to say when I saw the world writing on your wall. Because I didn’t think you wanted to hear anything from me. Cuz 1. I only met you once… and 2. You hated me for no reason & I didn’t know if you still felt that way…it’s okay if you do, alot of people still do…
Anyway, You probably wont ever see this… but yeah I’m sorry. :/ OH. and btw. your bffs with one of my friends AHAH(:
Day 22-Someone You'd Like To Give A Second Chance To
UGH. ONCE A FUCKING GAIN NO ONE. GAAAAAHAH. i dont have enough drama (the not good kind) in my life to give second chances…and the ones i do fight with dont deserve a second chance. just a friendly conversation once in a while. and some of them dont even want that…sgfaldlaksjhdf as for boys. to the five who’ve asked me out. i never liked you sorry. so i said no for a reason. and yeah. sdjalkjslkhdgalksdhlksd
Day 21-Someone That You Judged By A First Impression
Dear Christian Tarzetti,
July 7, 2009
(AMELIE and KELSEY approach a girl, CHRISTIAN, in boody shorts texting with headphones in her ears)
AMELIE: Hey! I’m Amelie, like Omelet, hahah!
KELSEY: I’m Kelsey! Whats your name?!
CHRISTIAN: Shut up & Go away? K. Bye.
OH, i think that was the first time the thought “holy crap whaadda bitch” entered my mind!
then we got close-ish in smokey joes! and then Dominican…and then not so much at Dominican…and then at Dominican again! OH and then we were stepsisters and we were like…sisters then we go on chatroulette for 9 straight hours…and now we draw penises in each others lockers! and your one of my good friends! kluhyoubye.
I know I post a lot of depressing stuff on here. And I know you might be thinking “OMG SHE’S NEVER GOING TO LET IT GO!” that’s not true. I’m not even like MAD anymore. I’m more like scared. I’m scared that saying or doing the wrong thing & the whole grade will know. I’m scared everyday that I’m still hated and unwanted. I’m scared of unsaid thoughts. I’m scared of fake apologies. I’m scared to wear my hair the wrong way. I’m even scared to get up in front of people now. Really? That’s always been my favorite thing to do! I know that there’s at least one of you I can trust. Cuz we have that stepsister bond. But still, it’s just one. There’s not like meanness anymore, that’s good. But there is still that feeling of awkwardness and discomfort. And even hate. Only like 2 of you have said sorry to my face. I got bookoo sorrys from the like, dislike, confessions on facebook. But that was only after the first apology. Maybe if I got more face to face apologies, I wouldn’t cry at night, because I know I’m gonna wake up to hell. I know I’m going on and on about something that happened so many months ago. But it’s still there and it’s real….
You were one of my first directors ever. You brought the starlet out in me. Before you i was scared and quiet, LOOK AT MEH NOW!(: You told me that it was okay to not have a microphone because of how loud I was…but, I still cried inside cuz i felt less important…but then the next year I was Annie. & I finally felt like the person I wanted to be. Thankkss!
I know, I know… Oh great, now she’s gonna go relive that circle up and just talk about more memeories we’ve all heard… No. I’m not gonna do that, I’m just gonna tell you how much you all mean to me.
As some of you know, I’m not the most popular person at Dominican. I get this vibe alot that makes me feel completly unwanted… I have some great friends there, Don’t get me wrong, but those friends aren’t in every single class… and the classes their not in, I feel hated. Sometimes I’m scared I’m gonna say or do the wrong thing and soon enough the whole grade will know about it. I think I’ve gotten over all the MAJOR drama, but there’s still alot of discomfort, and awkwardness…
But at camp, I wake up happy. I smile all day long. I have no regrets at camp. No drama, no hate. I have never felt so loved in my entire life. I get most of my best friends from camp. There’s always laughter, always happiness. YEAH. we have awkwardness at camp, so much, in fact, that the awkwardest one gets an award for it!! I LOVE IT THERE! I dream every day about that fantasy we all have, the one where we all go to the same school…LOVE? yes. At camp, you can be your self! No reputation to live up to. No “Status Quo” to stick to. (i know your singing high school musical in your head:]) anyway. I really do love every single one of you with all my heart. you gave me confidence, and i really needed that.(:
Anyone I was every mean to, I’m sorry. I was made fun of my whole life, for what ever reason. I’m sorry to who ever I’ve hurt. If I made you feel left out, TRUST ME. I know that feeling 100%. If I made you feel like an outcast, ugly, stupid, aggravating…
I cant tell you how sorry I am. I wish I would get apologies like this. (:
9418.) Sometimes I wonder if I got surgery for nothing, I thought getting this would make me pretty, and being pretty would make my life better, because all the pretty people I know have a happy life. When does that start?
10625.) Can some one tell me why no boy has ever told me to my face that I'm beautiful, pretty, good looking, attractive, or even hot? I've never been asked out unless it's over the internet. I even went through plastic surgery to try and make my self prettier. No one notices me...
Day 11- A Deceased Person You Wish You Could Talk To.
Your my dad’s dad. You died years before I was born, and I’ve always wanted to meet you. My dad talks about you alot. He makes you sound awesome. I guess I’ll have to wait a while before we can meet, but do me a favor and keep looking down on us. And ask the rest of the family thats up there to do the same? Thanks. We need it.