Mr. Nice Guy

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything.
People don't keep journals for themselves. They keep them for other people, like a secret they don't want to tell, but want everyone to know.

Monday, May 12, 2003

There has been too much shyet running through my mind as of lately. I have tried to live my life after everything, and I found out, that everything is so worthless. I don't have the drive I used to have for school. I don't want to go to school anymore. This weekend has been full of breaking down. Saturday, we had a hot pot for TittyBallz, and then went to the mall. Titty, Thao, Jessica, and I worked on the special Mother's Day present for Roy's mom. After I went home, I felt like crap, and I had a major breakdown. On Sunday, I stayed home and didn't do anything. I had another major breakdown. And then Thao called me up to go to Jessica's house to present the Mother's Day present to Roy's mom. I was crying the whole way there...Everything is so messed up now. I don't know what to do...and now school isn't even interesting to me anymore...I didn't go today, and it is almost over and I don't feel like even finishing it...I dropped 3 clases all ready, and I only have 2 classes to work with...it doesn't matter...I want to open up to people, I wanted to open up to Thao, Jessica, Candy, Truong, Joanne, or anyone, but whenever I see them, I just can't mention anything. In my eyes, I still see them blaming me for everything. Everyone has told me it's no ones fault, but I know the truth. I was there...I know it was my fault...

Whoever knows me, knows that I have not let out that much of my feelings about everything. I just bottle it up and it is killing me to live life daily. I want to...believe me I do...but I just can't. I wanted to go to Rose Hills today...to finally talk with Roy. To let him know everything, but I didn't want to bother David. He went to school. Kaymi called me up today and asked if I wanted to go with her...I declined. What is wrong with me? I haven't visit Roy since the Funeral...since he was buried, and I have the chance to go and I want to, but I don't. I am the worst friend to everyone. I want to just stay at home and lock myself in my room. I hate my home, I hate myself, but I don't do that, cuz I have friends who care for me, and I don't want them to worry about me. So I just push aside everything and just go out. It's hard to stay home, becuase we plan so much stuff. I mean just this upcoming week, I have the talent show to go to, watch the matrix: reloaded, worry about the play, prom is on friday, so is Roy's b-day, and then wango tango on saturday. Then next week is my giggleberri's b-day and we going clubbing fo her..I can't get a break to myself. The fact is, I want to do all these things, and plus I have school to attend to. Life was hard as it was without eerything running in my mind..now life jsut seems unbearable..and useless...

I guess I hae to let some things out fo my system so I am creating a new Blogger...if anyone wants to read, go to www.missingroy.blogspot.com

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