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[	Current Music	|	hawthorne heights- ohio is for lovers	]

So I haven't been really updating my livejournal because i have been busy with myspace. Like everyone has one of those and i mean EVERYONE,it's so freakin' crazy.So many things have happened since the last time i updated my livejournal, so instead of simply writing one long ass paragraph i'll make a niffty list! Here it is:

* My life for the past few months has been pretty crazy with everything. my life became more complicated than ever and it seemed like everything bad was happening to me all at one time.nothing seemed to end.

* DECADES ROCKED and so did my group

* School ended and so did my full life.

* The days during the summer vacation have seemed so freakin' long that sometimes i feel like killing myself, but then i realize that the world would have no more wonderful bianca! j/k =P * The Beach is my new home.

 * Friendships were tested.

* Hawthorne heights ROCKS.

* Braces are coming off on july 11th

That is basically the jist of my life so far from the time i left my livejournal to now. Though i went through some rough times i found a way to find the purpose of those obsticules and turned it to more positive things. The world has a purpose for all of us and with that we must accpet it. Though you might think that everything bad is happening to you at that one moment think of others in the world that have suffered all their lives and will continure to suffer til their only peace will be with death. okay well im done!

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[	Current Music	|	The Killers ::Mr. sunshine::	]

Once on a piece of paper with green lines

    he wrote a poem

And he called it "Chops"

    because that was the name of the dog

And that's what it was all about

And his teacher gave him an A

    and a gold star

And his mother hung it on the kitchen door

    and read it to his aunts

That was the year Father Tracy

    took all the kids to the zoo

And he let them sing on the bus

And his little sister was born 

    with tiny toenails and no hair

And his mother and father kissed a lot

And the girl around the corner sent him a

    Valentine signed with a row os X's

    and he had to ask his father what the X's meant

And his father always tucked him in bed at night

and was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines

    he wrote a poem

And he called it "Autumn"

    because that was the name of the season

And that's what it was all about

And his teacher gave him an A

    and asked him to write more clearly

And his mother never hung  it on the kitchen door

    becasue of its new paint

And the kids told him

    that Father Tracy smoked cigars

And left butts on the pews

And sometimes they would burn holes

That was the year his sister got glasses

    with thick lenses and black frames

And the girl around the corner laughed

    when he asked her to go see Santa Claus

And the kids told him why

    his mother and father kissed a lot

And his father never tucked him in bed at night

And his father got mad

    when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook

    he wrote a poem

And he called it "Innocence: A Question"

    because that was the question about his girl

And that's what it was all about

And his professer gave him an A

    and a strange steady look

And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door

    because he never showed her

That was the year Father Tracy died

And he forgot how the end

    of the Apostle's Creed went

and he cuaght his sister

    making out on the back porch

and his mother and father never kissed

    or even talked

And the girl around the corner

    wore too much makeup

That made him cough when he kisssed her

    but he kissed her anyway

    because that was the thing to do

And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed

    his father snoring soundly

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag

    he tried another poem

And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"

Because that's what it was really all about

And he gave himself an A

and a slash on each damned wrist

And he hung it on the bathroom door

    because this time he didn't think

    he could reach the kitchen.