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Well, i always have something to complain about ,but im not searching for sympathy. we all have enemies, and mine are all arch enemies. sometimes i wonder "why dont they just give up? its pointless."� and this girl whom i hate so much (not mentioning names)
�is always on my case, she reports me for reporting her! AND shes horrible to my freinds, Kicking,Punching, threatening, hurting pulling hair , pinging bras (EW) shes just pathetic. and she blames me for turning all her freinds up against her. she doesnt have any freinds, and the reason is beacause she lies and lies. C'mon high school and you lie? thats something that infants do, or atleast middle school pupils. she thinks that she a queen, a person that leads. exept everyone hates her completely. AND shes spreading rumors about me and my best freins whom is a boy. am i not allowed to have freinds that are boys without have a relationship? its just pointless.

Have you ever realized,

A broken moment lost in time?

Have you ever seen,

the screwed up side of her?

Have you ever,

walked away,

from your friend,

whose had a bad day?

Or have you ever heard,

the tale of broken * tears?

Well buckle up, because here it comes my dear.

all well today have calmed down from the other day but nowt much to report ,i had new fire put in and they managed to rip a hole in the plaster and wall paper when you think this is an electric fire easy to take out and replace god i'm sick of the crap work they do in my home and now have to claim off there insurance to have it repaired what a muck on just cos they were idiots . so now have to re-decorate the whole wall when it was only done six months ago .ah well lets see what happens this week cant be any worse than last .

I'm an artist/ massage therapist. But most importantly, I am a Christian. Now don't think bad things about me BECAUSE of what I am, I am really a fun and sweet person. And I'm NOT stuck up. I came here to look for an outlet were I could channel out my anger or excitement. I like to listen to what others have to say, and give aproppriate advice. I try to be as open minded as possible because I like to treat others with respect and would like to be treated that way too. I go by the name of Jenna in most places, but my REAL name is Ketsy Zuleika Gonzalez Portalatin De Cristo. Long name, huh? Well if anyone needs any help or would like me to pray for them, you can e-mail me at flowersanddreams@catpeoplerule.com

There is nothing sadder in this life than

to watch someone you love walk away after they have left you.

To watch the distance between your two bodies expand

until there is nothing left but empty space... and silence.�

Heyy guys I am Brooke whats uppp??? :D HEA HEA!!!!! HAHA!!!

Heyy guys I am Brooke whats uppp??? :D HEA HEA!!!!! HAHA!!!

I laughed last night, I laughed until I cried. I felt it turning into sadness and I forced myself to�not leave the room, stay and keep watching the video with Bear and Sean. I wanted to them to see me be normal again.�

I had to tell myself, "it's ok to laugh". I have to forgive myself, I have to know that it was the right decision. I have to remind myself that he's in a better place, that he's no longer in pain, that he's free now, he's happy.

It is so surprising how hard it hits me that he's not here and he's never coming back.�There is no bark when the doorbell rings. The silence actually hurts me. The spot where his pillow has been�is empty, there is no water bowl to keep an I on, and no wet paws to be cleaning up after when it's raining - like today.�I feel so lonely, so enormously alone.�

It's shocking how fast and strong�the tears come when that finality�hits me. I�feel embarrassed, Bear and Sean aren't acting any different. I know they care, I know they loved him but it's just different for them. I think Bear understands me but Sean�doesn't want to see me this way. I get that, he wants his mom to handle it, get over it, be strong. I will, I'm trying.�

I found some information on the vet's website that helped me yesterday. It tells that it's normal to feel this loss�in much the same way that I'd feel the loss of a person. It's going to take time, I'll get through it, I'll miss him but he'll always be in my heart. ���