| I was only a heartbeat away from forgiving you. |
[Jun. 2nd, 2007|08:42 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| |  contemplative | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | Endwell | ] |
Today's topic--The Effects of Society on Females.
A certain female family member of mine is dieting. I asked her why she diets so often. She looked at me as if I was mentally disabled. "To be skinny," she answered. "Why?" "I want to be pretty," she replied, in her best 'Duh!' voice. "So, you're starving yourself, only to look the way society deems you should?" After a long pause, she responded, "I guess so."
God knows she's not the only person who does that. Literally every member of the female gender that I've ever come in contact with is the same way. They try to look exactly like the people they see in the magazines.
So who's to blame? The media, sure. That's part of it. Stop making the only successful women weigh under 120 lbs. Men, in general, make it even worse. You're not pretty unless your ribs are showing. I think it's disgusting.
So, if you're reading this, and you agree with me, make a point to tell the nearest woman that she's beautiful. |
|
|
| Somehow we fell down by the wayside, and somehow this hell is home, as we burn. |
[May. 30th, 2007|10:45 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| |  optimistic | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | alkaline trio | ] |
I've had quite a long day. It gave me the incentive to start writing in here again.
Small update on my life:
-I'm still sick as hell, and I doubt that's ever gonna change.
-Iona still hates my guts.
-Ms. Duboff is sending me to summer school. Again.
-Amanda doesn't feel good, and I feel sorry for her.
-I'm dating the best person ever. I'm not just saying that either, it's impossible to not like her. I completely plan on marrying her.
That last one is the only good thing, as I'm sure you've noticed. If you're reading this. Which, frankly, I don't care about any more. I stopped writing in here because I felt like nobody read it. I've come to the realization that I only ever wrote in here for myself. I'm the only person who has to read it.
Sometimes my dogs act more like people than you'd think. Every day after they finish eating, they both go check the other dog's dish. They never find even a single scrap, but they check anyway. Every day.
People do the same thing. All the time. "The grass is always greener..." and such, pardon the cliche`. Kids always think it'll be better when they're older, that being a "grown up" is the ultimate high, cloud nine, nirvana. Every year I get older, and it never makes me feel any better. I still feel exactly the same way I did when I was twelve, except I have more responsibilities and worries. I wish I was a kid again. The young want to be old, and the old long for their youth. The poor want to be rich, and the rich are never satisfied with their money. The unnoticed want fame, and the famous want to be left alone.
It's funny, in a sick way.
I can tell you right now, the grass isn't always greener on the other side. My lawn is brown and dead. But I've got a couple of flowers that poke through and make it beautiful. I wouldn't trade them for anything.
I've mastered the ability of moving on.
I realize that people change. I realize that I've most likely changed. I realize that I like myself, enough to not care if you don't. That's a collective you, pointed at the whole world. I realize that I've lost the fear of not being liked. The people who count do like me, and that's all that matters.
I realize that my mom is messed up. I realize that it's not my fault. I realize that bitching about it isn't going to change anything. I realize I just have to deal with it.
I realize that there is true love. I realize that it isn't true love unless you'd willingly die for the other person, without hesitation. I realize that I am in true love.
I realize that most people who see me judge me to be a whiny little punk, a spoiled brat from birth. I realize that there will always be people like that. I realize how wrong they are.
I realize that there will always be shit in life. And I realize that I will be able to get through it with a little help from the people that matter.
-Frankie |
|
|
| Things took a turn, lost all desire. |
[May. 8th, 2007|10:06 pm] |
Hey, just out of curiosity, does anybody read this anymore? At all?
I figured out a lot in the past couple of days. I guess it just takes time. |
|
|
| Lonely only in our diaries... |
[Mar. 28th, 2007|09:48 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| | chipper | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | teh matches. | ] |
I saw Mrs. McKegney today at CVS. I yelled out "Mrs. McKegney??" and she turned around and like didn't recognize me for about twenty seconds, and then was like "....oh my god...Frankie??"
Do I look any different? I grew my hair out and have piercings and am probably about six inches taller...but did my face change? *shrugs*
I know I'm different, as a person. I've changed, not for the worse I don't think. I dunno.
I get to see my ring tomorrow, it's the trial fitting. Hooray ^_^
I don't have anything interesting to say >.<
Guess that's it then =P |
|
|
| Thanks For the Memories. |
[Mar. 15th, 2007|02:42 am] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| | nostalgic | ] |
Aside from Andy, I haven't seen any of you in months.
Probably almost a year for some of you.
I stopped getting contacted or called.
That's okay, I'm not complaining.
I was just driving around today and I saw a bunch of places where we used to hang out...kinda made me nostalgic.
I wrote a long time ago in this journal that I was afraid I was going to grow apart from you guys, and you guys were going to grow apart from me.
I guess it happened.
I miss you guys a lot.
But if you've moved on with your lives, I understand.
Though I'm sure I've posted both before, this is just in case you don't have my contact info.
AIM: FamousxLstxWords
Cell: 347 515 5843
Feel free to get in touch with me through either, if you feel the urge to do so.
Shit.
It's over, isn't it?
Next year I graduate. I don't know where I'm going to school.
It'd be nice to see you guys again before that.
I guess that's all I wanted to say.
Bye. |
|
|
| Hand in mine... |
[Mar. 1st, 2007|08:57 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| |  anxious | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | Emcee Arr! | ] |
tomorrow I get my wrist xrayed and i might find out if i need surgery x.x
i'm incredibly nervous. |
|
|
| And in the end we'll fall apart, just like the leaves changing colors... |
[Feb. 24th, 2007|12:18 am] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| | ecstatic/exhuasted | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | the buzzing in my ears | ] |
um so yeah that was the best concert ever.
i'm just gonna show you the set list...i'm exhausted and will write more tomorrow.
It started out with a black stage. Someone pushed on a hospital bed with white sheets. The music to "The End" started to play, and Gerard Way got out of the hospital bed to sing.
* * *
Set One
The End
Dead!
This is How I Disappear
The Sharpest Lives
Welcome to the Black Parade
I Don't Love You
House of Wolves
Cancer
Mama
Sleep
Teenagers
Disenchanted
Famous Last Words
Blood
Set Two
I'm Not Okay
It's Not a Fashion Statement, It's a Fucking Deathwish
Cemetery Drive
The Ghost of You
Give 'em Hell Kid
Thank You For The Venom
You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison
Helena
* * *
Don't quote me on that, I think that's the order, but that's definetly what they played.
And as I'm sure you've realized by now, they did actually play The Black Parade in its entirety.
Quotes of the Evening
"...look at that, it's a fucking light up dinosaur."
*throws a Capri Sun to fan* "It's juice, drink it, it's fucking good for you."
"Ray Toro's Fucking Crazy."
I may add more tomorrow as I remember the night. Right now it's one large emotional (and physically painful) blur.
^_^ So long, and Goodnight. |
|
|
| Like a bed of roses... |
[Feb. 22nd, 2007|10:34 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| |  OMFGZZ MCR | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | A Static Lullaby | ] |
MCR TOMORROW NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!
|
|
|
| If I cut off your arms and cut off your legs, Would you still love me anyway? |
[Feb. 20th, 2007|02:56 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| |  cold | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | the misfits...who i'm starting to like. | ] |
security guards are discriminating dicks, and being stuck in white plains is not fun, especially when you get blamed for it and it wasn't your fault.
also broken bones are not fun.
regardless, life is good. |
|
|
| God it's been a lovely day... |
[Feb. 18th, 2007|11:42 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| | cheerful | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | the dresden dolls. | ] |
so i got speakers for my ipod for my room and they're funn.
i just sung every song from honey to blood, and its totally worth it that i have no voice left, and that i got yelled at for having he music on at 11:30. |
|
|
| I'm goin out of style. |
[Feb. 14th, 2007|12:23 am] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| |  blah | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | el matches | ] |
I broke my wrist roar! |
|
|
| Bury me. |
[Feb. 5th, 2007|06:14 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| | chipper | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | 30 seconds to mars | ] |
Nobody talks to me on this anymore, except andy who i see every day anyway.
DEPRESSING!
not really, I'm too happy to be depressed.
but talk to me anyway. |
|
|
| It's all because of you. |
[Jan. 31st, 2007|06:54 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| | bouncy | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | baysizzle. | ] |
i had a good day today.
highlight:
sal: "josh wants to have sex with you troy."
troy: *horrified look*
joecoles: "hah! troy's the catcher!"
all: *laughter*
me: "Well what's wrong with that? I mean, isn't the point of having sex with a man to be the catcher? I mean, like, the entire basis for having sex with a male is having them put themselves inside of you."
all: *awkward stares*
*pause*
niccolo: "Actually Frankie you make a valid point." |
|
|
| As the embers rise, My hands smell like gasoline... |
[Jan. 24th, 2007|05:47 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| | chipper | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | Escape the Fate | ] |
Religion teacher: "...so we can talk about the interesting things..."
Collin: "Like Sex, Drugs, and Rock n Roll?"
Me: "I think God likes Rock."
Collin: "I hope so. Can you imagine God liking rap? He'd be there with like bling and grills and I'd just be like 'NOOOOO!!'"
I think that's as good a way as any to start an entry.
I discussed with a HARDCORE Dragonforce fan how very bad they were. He got insulted lol, because his girlfriend said when she gets mad at him I'm her boyfriend, and I got her into HIM, and I said Dragonforce was bad lol. I basically shook his world. But it's cool lol he appreciates that I'm entitled to my opinion and that his gf was just teasing him.
So well I'm basically bored and I think I get to see Saw III on saturday! I'm quite excited. |
|
|
| Oh My God, I am the Remedy For Love. |
[Jan. 21st, 2007|06:56 pm] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | The Dresden Dolls | ] |
How can I go from being so happy to feeling so shitty? In like, the space of a day?
In the past few days I've:
(X)Been in a Car Accident
(X)Accidentally overdosed on Motrin
(X)Had an hour long nosebleed.
(X)Missed a midterm
(X)Been ditched
(X)Stayed up til four in the morning making fun of people with Andy
(X)Discussed Laperche's penis or lack thereof...for hours
(X)Won the Jackpot on an arcade machine
(X)Watched A Clockwork Orange
(X)Done Cocaine! A-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-YEAAHHHH!!!!
(X)Really hoped everyone gets that I did not actually take Cocaine and that it was a joke
(X)Watched Metalocalypse, Moral Orel, and Mighty Morphin Power Rangers
(X)Discussed KJ losing his virginity
(X)Worn bright pink eyeliner
(X)Bought the coolest shirt ever
(X)Bought the lamest shirt ever
(X)Gotten upset over things I have no control over.
(X)Expected nobody to actually read this. |
|
|
| Your eyelids keep secrets. |
[Jan. 17th, 2007|09:44 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| | cold | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | teh matches | ] |
so i had this dream
that rob, caroline, scott, and kj all came to my house
and we were in my room, watching tv
and kj told me he had a crush on caroline
and she was like "err, i'm taken. in fact, my boyfriends sitting right here..."
so then kj got up and left lol.
then we hung out s'more
and then we had to drive caroline home cuz rob and scott were staying over.
so then we get horribly lost, and caroline's like, "LET'S GO TO THIS PLACE INSTEAD!"
and so we go
and it's this kickass arcade/hangout type place
and they serve us pizza.
lol that was such a wierd dream. |
|
|
| You might wanna sing. |
[Dec. 26th, 2006|10:01 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| | cold | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | The Used. | ] |
i had a good christmas, i definetly can't complain. i got so much stuff i didn't expect, it's pretty awesome.
i also got a new phone, so call me so i can get your number. 347 515 5843.
i went to the eye doctor today, my eyes are quite fucked up. i have to get glasses. not really excited about that. i picked out a cool pair though, i'll have them within a week.
i also just got prank called on my cellphone, which bothers me. i like hate people. whatever. |
|
|
| I can't keep my hands to myself, hands to myself... |
[Dec. 24th, 2006|01:25 pm] |
| [ | how i fucking feel |
| |  bitchy | ] |
| [ | what i'm fucking listening to |
| | TBS | ] |
God I hate her so much.
I want to cause her physical pain.
I want to do her what she did to him.
and He's so clueless. |
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
frankage844's journal