It's breaking my heart and my world half in two...

SO I HAVE THE BEST IDEA FOR A SHORT STORY OF SOME SORT

OH SHIT

OR RATHER, A REAL NICE EPIC POEM

.....I will definitely work on that after AP tests and my art shit......

My shot heard 'round the world....
hehe
It'll write itself!

I have so much to write about but I don't feel much like writing it out as of now

Brad Vs. Tim

that's a tough one!
;)
WHY DO THEY ALL HAVE TO BE SO MARRIED?
hahah

anyway...
I swear I had something of value to type, but I got caught up by this man(see attached image of Brad Paisley) singing "Me Neither"

oh wellllll


goodnight♥

"Don't you remember..."

What about all those weeks we shared, the late nights, the thursday afternoons?
I wish I could say that I understand why you're still doing this, but it was my birthday
and birthdays are somewhat of a big deal... Remember yours?
All I'm saying is that you could've shot a happy birthday my way... :/

AND YOU TOO.
You talked a lot, you had some good lines, got somewhere, I guess, and now... and now you're not even gonna acknowledge me?

pft, whateeeeeeeeeeeever.


"I miss back when"

I thought you said it was easy...

yeah, that'd be a Miley Cyrus lyric...
:p

AH, ANYWAY.

Seeing all the stuff at the Reagan Library really sparked something within me, I mean, I hate when there is something that I can't do. I lose sleep over the fact that I will not be able to go into space one day. Anyway, the point is, I hate that I won't be in the Oval Office anytime soon... Made me want to be president even more... Yeah, I'll admit it, I may not like Obama, but the fact that an idiot made it into office, well, rather, another idiot(sorry, Bush...) made me think, you know, I could do that...
I REALLY WANT TO. I was in Government class yesterday, and I had not said anything to anyone about my silly presidential aspirations mind you, and this kid turns around, and out came the sweetest words... something along the lines of "Elisa, you really should be president one day, I think you should be the first woman president...I'd vote for you" and someone else chimed in "I agree... I'd vote for you too"
SO, you can bet that I was SO flattered. hah.

Imagine? I mean, shoot. I hope the Reagan Oracle has a plan for me! (DANA CARVEY REFERENCE, LULZY)

well, alright... I know it seems ridiculous, but shoot, I want to hang out in the Oval Office, and possibly have tea with Paul McCartney and Viktorria in there.
ahaha

think the secret service'd be okay with that?

oh well, we'll have to wait and see! :D

nothing on but the radio

...feels like summertime to me

anyway.


always, I swear.
Like picking out the clothes, I never quite know which face to wear

She warned me, they scorned me

Only the Lord can truly see, and I hope, I hope that help me, he will.

I cannot wait until my 18th, how exciting...

I wonder if she'll remember....
I'm scared she does, but doesn't care

HAH.

yeah, he was gonna change, for his new found flame...

Interesting how easy it is to be the bad person.
Now, I'm not saying I'm not ever the bad one, I'm not saying I'm always sweet.
I just happen to be one of those girls who look at the others who just walk all over everyone, and think, how could they?

I have a strong, very strong, dislike for hurting people. I stay up at night, and worry that I've hurt someone over the years.

My dad was making fun of me because I turned down a whole sandwich because we had no mustard.
It wasn't because of this he made fun of me, it was because of what this meant for my sandwich.
I truly cannot eat a sandwich if the stuff touches each other without some sort of condiment in between.
Example: bread, mayonnaise, cheese, mayonnaise/mustard mix, brown sugar ham, mustard, and then bread.
See why I needed the mustard?
Then, I also cannot stand it when the jelly is put on the peanut butter. I need it to go on the other piece of bread.
It is a serious issue, like, my mind freaks out. I think it has to do with my eating disorder thing people think I have/had.
Although, I also don't like to eat in public. Like I spent most of high school not eating lunch at school because I didn't want people to see me eat. I'm still wary; I like to hide.
Eugh--PICKLES.

anyway, point is, my dad was teasing me. Also, we were watching hoarders, and apparently, that's me.

...

...
...

he's calling me crazy!!

You know how everyone has that one thing....

That one thing they are most excited for, as far as their spring break is concerned?
WELL, true story here..
I opened the fridge yesterday and saw meatloaf, well, the kind that you microwave, I think, and that is what I am looking forward to most.
I cannot wait until my dad makes meatloaf for me. I'M REALLY EXCITED FOR THE MEATLOAF.


This is the saddest spring break, ever. hahah.