ROAR (:

A good day turned into a bad day.

Sorry, for going off on you. I was just pissed off, please understand.

IT’S ALL GOOD!

I still have bell ringing for the salvation army and Christmas shopping to look forward to tomorrow! Hehe, I love going Christas shopping! Excitinggg! & I get to hang out with cool people -wink, wink- ^^

"write an essay about a time you made an important choice."

iarelan:

This is it.  If I jump now, everything will be over and done with. Done, done, done.  If I turn back around, I’ll have a million and one things to put back together.  Where is the conscience when you need it?

Right now, I’m standing in the middle of the street.  If I forget the traffic I have caused behind me, I’ll remain in the street and get hit by a car.  If I go back and fix the chaos, I’ll make it back to the sidewalk. Which to choose, which to choose…

It was Sunday, November the 11^th.  I attended my best friend’s boyfriend’s cousin’s birthday party.  Drinking was involved.  Drinking was definitely involved.  All I remember was a boy by the name of Adams Matthews.  He kept coming at me with these pretty colored cups filled with God knows what.  I would reject his offers but he eventually wore me out by dancing and gave me the drinks to rehydrate.   Then…

I woke up on the couch… someone’s couch. My phone vibrating against my pocket; 17 missed calls from Ace and two voice mails.  I hesitated to call back or listen to either one of those messages.  Eventually, I pulled myself together to do so.

Message one:  “Lan, what the heck… where are you?  What have you been doing?!  I had a call from Sean saying you passed out drunk last night.  What is that?!  That’s unlike you.  Call me back ASAP.”

Message two:  “Lan… I don’t think I can do this anymore.  You’re not who you were.  The one I love wouldn’t do these kinds of things to me.  She wouldn’t screw me over either.  Let’s just take a break… call me when you’re up for some relationship renovations.”

This is going well.

I don’t remember where I’m at but I see my car out in the street.  I managed to hot wire my car, hoping to find a replication for my key sometime later.  I started driving down Ocean Avenue.  I don’t know where I’m going but I needed to get out.  I had this huge hung over headache and without noticing it, I swerved into a pit.  Great.  I sit and stare out the window.  Time passes by and I have yet to decide what to do.  Cars kept coming by and people kept honking as they see me.  They probably thought I was insane.  I wouldn’t blame them.

To be continued!

 WHOAAAAA. This is really good! Did you write this for your benchmark? :P This makes my essay look like crap. You’re an amazing writer, Lan. :D

Thoughts ATM

I wish my parents would just loosen up a bit and be less strict. I’m 16 years old now. I’m not a little kid anymore. They need to realize that and let me go. They need to stop being so protective of me. I know they’re doing it out of love but it’s too much. I’m tired of lying to them. I’m tired of lying about where I’m going, who I’m hanging out with, what I do there, but it’s the only way I have any fun. I’m tired of sneaking out of the house all the time. I’m just tired of it! They don’t let me go anywhere. Some people my age, could drive right now. They can go out all the time it seems like… or most of the time. Well, a lot… much more than me I suppose. I’m not asking for much. I just want them to let me go out more.

I know I probably sound like a bratty little bitch right now but yeah. I just wish they would let me go out more that’s all.

But looking on the bright side… I cherish the time I have with my friends more. Like Jennie, I don’t get to see her as often as I like so whenever I do see her I go crazy. Whenever I have a chance to see her, I take it but then I have to lie. -.-“

& they should at least let me go to the mall or movies with my friends. They don’t even let me do that. That too, I have to lie about to go. I’m pretty smart when it comes to lying about these things. It’s nothing to be proud of though. :/

Ahh, I’m just really pissed off right now. Here I am just rambling on and on about something you guys probably think is stupid. I really don’t care. This is my tumblr and I’m using this to express myself.

Tomorrow, I’m going I AM going to Johnny’s birthday party even if it’s for TWO STUPID HOURS. If that’s all they’re going to give me, FINE. At least they’re letting me go I guess. I really see no point though. Well, I’ll go for Johnny. It’s his birthday and I want to be there. Now tomorrow I have to get him a present… Wow, I think I’m seriously going to spend like more than $100 this year on gifts. I guess it’s my bad for making everyone’s present BIG. Hehehe, I don’t care what my parents say. I’m getting people gifts and I have a way they won’t find out about it. I always have a way!

Actually I have no idea if I could to Johnny’s party anymore.
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