I'm Sorry

I'm sorry if it seems like I'm over-reacting sometimes: I'm not really over-reacting, I'm just responding to how the situation feels on my end. It's hard being far away and things aren't as easily fixable. I just want things to be alrite.

I'm sorry if it seems like we need to spend time together and talk every minute of every day: I don't expect that. You know that. You're my best friend and I love talking to you. Best friends are supposed to talk. And I love hearing about your day and things. And...if you have a problem...don't just tell me it's nothing and leave it. You used to come to me all the time...I'm here for you, no matter what. As for when we're around each other...it's because I don't get to see you...so if I have the chance, clearly I'd like to.

I'm sorry I get jealous: It's true, I do get jealous. It's because all these people get to see you and I don't. And when it feels like these other people or things are always the most important and I feel pushed to the back...I get more jealous. You know that I trust you and I know you wouldn't intentionally do anything to hurt me. I hope that you know that about me too.

I know we need to work on some things...and we will. And it can only get better. You mean so much to me...I don't know what I'd do without you. Know that I love you and that we can do this. Together.

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Now playing: Lily Allen - Knock 'Em Out
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What The...?!

So...I was flipping through the channels on the idiot box (more commonly known as "the television") and was distracted by a very upsetting commercial.

It's a commercial on Disney Channel for kids to win a thing to meet Hannah Montana or the Jonas Brothers or something. They also get to record in a studio. Okay, that's cool. But what else do they get? A $10,000 college scholarship!

What the fuck?!

I'm sorry but that is not right in anyway shape or form. The children entering these contests probably aren't even thinking about college, let alone worrying about money. Plus they just get this wonderful gift by getting their stupid name pulled out of a hat. What about kids who are desperately trying to get scholarships, but can't because there are too many kids or something?

Like academics...you can be an incredibly bright person, but you won't get that scholarship...it'll go to someone less deserving. Or someone that has a whole shit load already. The kid who wins this probably has a family that can easily support them in school or isn't the brightest bulb in the box.

I'm sorry, but that just really pissed me off. Man...if I could win that much money by my name getting pulled out of a hat. Pfft. Sign me up.

Now I'm off to worry about my own college scholarship applications. Wonder what I'll get?

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And it Begins

Why The Sick Rose?: I fell in love with the poem "The Sick Rose" by William Blake. I feel like this describes many people and it's just a beautiful poem...read below:

"O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy"

William Blake


So basically this blog is going to be a place for my rants. I recently posted them all on my Facebook, but what I'm going to do is post a link to this site where people can read said rants and other things that I post and comment either here or some how (via message, comment, etc.) on Facebook. I'll post a note on Facebook if there is something I specifically want people to read, such as this...

And now it begins...are you ready?