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Have your parents ever gave you that lecture about how TV kills your brain cells? Yeah I know how you feel mine to! Well i think that they have nothing better to do than keep telling us that over and over and over and over again!Doesn't it get on your knerves? Mine too! Well maybe they should just get a life instead of messing with ours. I know sometimes(most of the time)they are just trying to help, but maybe they should just give it a rest. Well i g2g ttyl!!!

yours truely,

SissyB94

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I have so much to tell! There are so many haters out there! Instead of saying something, I just write down my feelings to get them off of my chest!

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hey everybody,

this is my first entry on here... i dont know why i decided to get one of these things but i did so now whoever reads these will know my life or atleast what i choose to talk about. for this one i guess ill start by just telling you about myself. My name is Kendyl Mari' Jones! My birthday is Oct. 27. I have 2 sisters and no brothers but wish i had an older one. My parents are divoriced. I live with my dad. Ima total daddys girl! I am pretty much a normal gal. I live in the country and when i say that i really mean the country. I go to a very small school. I have redish hair, blue green eyes, and an athletic built body. I think im over weight, but my dad says it comes from my big getto ass and my huge boobs!!! I love to party!!! It is like a hobby for me. My friends and i are always doing something we prolly shouldnt be...lol... Im kinda like the bad child in my family. My older sister does nothing wrong. She is an angel! and my little sister is too young to get into to major trouble. Well not the same kinda trouble a teenager gets in to. Since i live in a small town everybody knows your bizznes...NOT cool!! You have to watch what you do when u are around certain people. Some know the south for our HOT country guys...yano the really ripped guys because they work in the field or on a farm, out in the hot sun with no shirt, sweating while they fix fences!! Yep well i do have to say we have some of those but not enough to share with the yankees....lol....I have had my share of guys latey. That is a long story for a different blog!! I like to think of my life as crazy but fun. I am so ready to graduate and get out of this place. well i guess im gonna go and find someting to do...hopefully it is not bad! ;) Ill post later!!

Yours Truly,

KrazyKay

so... brought him flowers... he smiled.. blushed too. and i wondered is this what i looked like when i got flowers... i miss that feeling...

happy he was happy!

I've resisted the idea of journaling for quite awhile now. I've resisted the advice of two therapists and many self-help books, all of which have urged me to journal. However,the idea of journaling hasalways been intimidating to me. There's something so permanent about puttingmy thoughts down on paper. Laying everything out in black and white for examination. It seems so much safer,to keep the thoughts swimming through my brain. I suppose, it saves me from having toaccept the truths about my life that I'd much rather ignore.

Like everyone, there are things about myself that make me unhappy. I suppose I've been operatingby the saying "ignorance is bliss"...but it isn't. It isn't blissful, because I'm not truly ignorant of my own faults and shortcomings. They are always there...just inside my peripheral vision...nagging me...eating away at the world that I try to create for myself, within myself.

This isn't easy for me. The process of unravelingmy life to examine who I am and how I became this person. But it is a necessary process for me at this point, because I'm not happy with this person. I feeldiscontent. I'm uneasy. Uncomfortable. Unsatisfied.

I think all of these feelings are necessary to precipitate change, so instead of trying to bury them deep, deep inside of me, as I have in the past, I'm going to try to let them surface. Explore them. Follow them to their core. I imagine the process to be similar to peeling an onion; not only in the fact that there will be many layers to peel away, but that the process will likely bring tears.

I know that I have buried much sadness inside my body. I think there are many reasons for the sadness. Many of those reasons have been too painful for me to acknowledge or cope with in a healthy way.

I sometimes feel the sadness start to well up inside of me. At first the feeling is small and begins deep within my chest, but grows with a force that causes me to panic. I feel that I will get lost in the sadness if I allow it to fully surface...that I will drowned in it. So, I use all of my strength to push it back down and lock it away, not sure of where it dwells in the deep, dark crevasses ofmy body,when it lays dormant, waiting for its next opportunity to charge the gates that I have erected to protect myself. But it senses my weakness...my exhaustion...my confusion.

I don't want to spend my life fighting against the sadness, but I'm unsure of how to let it flow through me without destroying me. Can I experience the sadness in a way that will allow me to come out the other side whole? Can I not only survive the experience, but use it to gain strength?

These are questions to which I have no answers. But, I will find them...in time. This will serve as my reminder when I feel that I have made no progress. I will come back to this, my first journal entry, to retrace my steps and find my path again.

k tiah, i know this fight was among the worst we've ever gotten to. and i know everytime we get into these fights we argue and we dont talk for a couple days, we say a shitload of things out of spite and anger, and then we decide we need to be friends again, and it just happens over and over. well i said a ton of things and i really did mean them at the time, andi still think you're a bitch, but you know you are..not all the time but when you want to be, youre kickass thats for sure... but i cant stand fighting with you because it has a knot in my stomach all fucking hours that we're fighting. all day long i just think about how i lose my best friend over. im not saying i want to be best friends forever or anything ( well i do but its just not going to work out that way for us)..but i just cant fight with you any more because its exhausting and it just makes me feel like shit and i cant concentrate on anything else. not only that.. but it makes me feel worse after i read what you think about me, and think that you actually mean every word of it, when just a few days ago we were best friends and nothing could tear us apart..but now im all of these things, and to be honest i dont know why im all of these things to you! i dont understand the whore thing or anything or how i backstabbed you :( But trust me i dont try to be/do them on purpose and i wish you could understand that. and maybe you do; actually i think you understand that, but you dont care because i seem to hurt you anyways but i dont ever ever ever do it on purpose!!! but really.. it doesnt matter whether i do it intentionally or not, it just happens that i hurt you and you dont like being hurt. but the thing is!! you hurt me too! more than you think or know! but i dont backstab you like you think i do and i dont tell everyone your secrets (except for one that just lauren had to know) and maybe lauren needed to know this too, but if i honestly thought it was that big of a deal, i would have told her myself.. its nice that you could help me out a long the way but it wasnt neccessary.its not like i was keeping it a secret from her because i thgouht alex did something wrong, or that I did something bad.neither of us did, but the way that it was told to both of them, now it seems like i kept this all a secret because i was making it all up orsomething and it makes me look so bad. no one believes a word i say, although everything i told you and lauren and nany one else it was all true.i just didnt think it was big enough to make into this gigantic deal, and i guess im happy that its out in the open, but i forgot about that night to be honest. and im sure alex did too. but whatever thats not the point, the point is that i cant keep fighting with you because it gnaws at me all day! so im not saying we have to be friends, i jus want to end this little war we have going on and i dont want other friends involved. and it might not feel like a little war to you but it feels like a WAR to me! and like im not trying to accuseyou of anything i just cant fight with someone who i care about so much because it makes me feel brutal and seriously, if you care as much as i do you might know what im talking about. like i care about you so much and i hate whenyou areupset and it makes me upset to see you sad.. it actually does. and when you give me advice and help me out with the problems im having, it helps a lot and im really happyyou havebeen with me for breaking up with alex and breaking up with ben and all the other stuff in between and im sorry for bringing up both of them. you have beena huge help but to be honest i think i just needyou a lot more thanyou needs me anymore, and its not fair toyou to have to be there for me all the time and i cant be there for you because you either wont let me or dont want me to be..or i just cant do anything about you. becauseyoudont need anyone because you're all independent and im dependent, becausei cant figure things out on my own because i need other peoples opinions on things and its just my nature and i swear im not making up an excuse but i fit my astrological sign completely and libras just are like that! I NEED opinions because im indescisive and we were doing so well and now things have fallen apart, and niether one of us are motivated to put things back together yet ANOTHER time. I dont know where we stand, and a part of me doesnt even want to find out, but the other part of me and does. i dont know what to do about anything and if this was with any other person i would be asking for help to what to do. but i dont have any other person to talk about this with.. not someone who understands what we do. so what now?

I love this time of year! This year I was actually able to buy a tree and some ornaments. Last year I was too poor! As of Friday I will be free for a couple of weeks and I'm really looking forward to relaxing and soaking up the christmas atmosphere.

There are so many things I love about christmas: the snow (if we get any), snuggling up by the fire, sharing a good cup of coffee, tea, hot chocolate with a friend or family member, giving gifts and seeing people enjoy them, being with people you don't get to see on a regualr basis....

I want to hear what other peoples favourote things are about christmas and what your favourite christmas stories are.

Merry Christmas!

Purpletulip