It's 11:25 am here in Hilo, Hawaii. It's flipping crazy how months come and go. I've been here for almost 8 months, and it's probably been the happiest 8 months of my life. I know I left a lot back in Ohio, but I could give a careless at the moment.I've lost a lot of friends leaving Findlay and coming here to Hilo. But that's okay. It shows they didn't give a care about our friendship if they could drop it so easily. Sure, I know I am 6 hours behind but that gives us some time to talk during the day.The only ones I probably talk to from Ohio still are Dalton (my cousin), Logan (my cousin) and Sylvia. It shows that they don't give a care anymore. So why should I? Wow it's now 11:59 am o_O I had to chores!That's from my myspace blog.. But I got more to add..You know, life is so hard sometimes to bear. And you say stupid shit because well I don't really know... But honestly, I don't regret posting that yesterday.. I had to get my feelings out, and those Ohio people got to finally see how I felt... I felt like shit to them... And then they call me, bitching me out over the phone and texting.. And I'm like I'm not going to say sorry, because I meant every single word I wrote. I don't regret shit. And they should know not to mess with my temper. They've witnessed it back in Ohio. But anyway, they call me bitching me out and shit, and the whole time I'm thinking, "Look at what you are saying, now you wonder why I typed that..." But of course I don't say it... I don't really need to hear more. I wake up at 7 am and already I have people at my throat. It's only 7:36 am now and it's just dying for a bit. Only because the two girls bitching at me this early have to finish their history project. But seriously, come on. You lose friends, and you already lost me, so why yell at me? You know I'll bitch you back. And you know once I bitch back, I don't back down, and I always win. Ha. So you better watch what you say. Because kiddies, I'm not one to mess with o_O;
NOW! NOW NOW! The whole reason for this blog is to voice my opinions, my feelings. And if you don't like it, then don't read it? I'm not making you read this. And don't text me or call me to bitch me out. I'm sorry I feel these ways? Pfft, nope. But seriously, nah. Don't. Because you'll be messing with the wrong girl o_O;
