Her name is Sala and she adores you. She's trapped in Bethlehem, PA. She's 100% female. The first time she's ever cried over something that didn`t involve teenageangst was on o7/o2/91. She adores friends<3, mail, bawls, vanilla stuff, candles, kisses, make-up, her cell phone, car rides, manicures,cool people, horseback riding, touch, writing, singing, voicemail, water, tanning, music, shoelaces, being held, bracelets, movies, walks, laughing, gas stations, lighters, mints, parties body shimmer, nail polish, the beach and being in love. She hates what deserves to be hated. AIM: xx blacklace.
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-->> Three hundred and sixty nine fucking days I've had this thing, and for a good 50 days or so I've been as good as dead to you all. My deepest apologies, I never thought I'd conform to the dreaded myspace, who's got everyone roaring and killing themselves to be on celebs' top eights. Get real. I've missed the actual updating from time to time. Though that shows no justice for you and I, I've not taken advantage of it for just about ever.
Here I am sitting in my mess of a room, the techno 'Audio bullys' version of 'Shot me down' blasting my headphones, due to my father ripping my speakers out of the computer and throwing them. Sad really, listening to all my good music attatched to the computer.
I really do need more blank CD's.
Everything has been alright.. Boy from CVS asked me out, I agreed just to hang out, and now hes calling every 5 minutes asking me why I'm ignoring him. I hung out with him once, and he wont stop calling. Hes truly not my type, and I'm not one to bash sweet guys but my goodness it gets annoying listening to him act like he's never had an erection and my eyes are the best he's ever seen. Aside from stalkers I've only ever seen 3 times in my life asking me why I 'hate him' I've got nothing new to enlighten you with. I'm trying to think of anything new or interesting, but theres really nothing.
I desperately need to do a few superficial things before I kill myself, that including dying my hair and actually getting real highlights, getting my nails filled, going tanning, and getting a pedicure.
Its been too long.
Summers coming, I'm excited- and thats another thing, I need to go shopping before I cry. BLEH.
Alright, among all the other things- Hello, my lovely, beautiful, and faithful readers.
Second, I must say that I'd rather have you all talk to me on AIM, than to have you feel I'm ignoring any of you on here. So feel very free:
xx blacklace. IM me.
This may or may not turn out to be a big update, as I sit here with my starbucks in my cold room, with lovely Franz Ferdinand on the playlist...
To let you all know, I've picked myself up in school. My music theory teacher has called home and told my mother what an improvement I've made, but otherwise, the other classes are moving on up.
I went to jersey this thursday, stayed overnight- I just want to say how truly unpleasurable it can be to get a lot of attention. I felt dirty this weekend, violated. The men in Jersey are on a true dryspell, because I was stared at, stalked(quite literally, by a bellhop in the hotel lobby.), and hit on, all on more than one occasion. A crazy feeling, truly- I felt dirty. I didnt wear anything out there, and I don't want to sound conceited- I truly didn't think I was so... intrigueing? Maybe that's the word? I have a strong aura, so I attract attention everywhere, and I've been told I look exotic, but really- what the hell?
So, after being asked to go to mens hotel rooms, getting plenty licked lips and 'how you doing's, I'm regaining my sanity and trying to get back into the flow at home. The ocean was beautiful... and I'll update with pictures when I have them saved.
Otherwise, life has been dry in general, there have been no exciting happenings since I've last talked to you.
You all should know how to reach me by now, I'm on AIM more than I am myspace:
So I realize I dissapeared forever. But I am still alive.
Suprisingly, not much has gone on.
I'm still single. I'm grounded. I've got internet on the weekends only now. I'm partying this weekend, if everything goes to plan. You can call me, if you want. 610.573.7682 I'm listening to Eminem. lol Jay might pick me up today around 5. No, hes not my boyfriend.
I miss you guys, a lot- and I'm really sorry I fucked up- If I could I'd be on here all the time- but I only have the computer on the weekends now, so bare with me- and call if you'd like. <3
-->> Alright, first things first. I'm single again. Haha... Here's why I'm single:
* Just remind me not to date guys my age. * When you make plans with me? Remember them. * I'm just too damn picky. * I move too fast. (sexually) * I look at relationships like they're not going to last. Ever. * I'm more independant than I thought. * I'm a no guy-bullshit kinda deal, I know them too well, I hang out with them too often and I know their tricks and shit too well to let myself fall into them. Ugh.
Okay, that's that. On another note?
I went to JESSI MARIE'S house!
I adore this girl, shes amazing and you all should be jealous. I first got there, and what do we do? We go to WAL*MART! haha. So, this was interesting. I was very boycrazy, just lately I've been terrible. ANYWAY. I shopped, cos I had about 50 dollars on hand. I got a gorgeous blazer that I fell in love with, a black tunic tee and a G-STRING. yeah, thats right. Haha. So, we went home and I take out the G-string and play with it a while, and all of a sudden jessi takes it and puts it on over her SUPER SEXY RED SURFER SHORTS.
OMG ITS SO HAWT. haha. Love my panties, right? =P
So after laughing a bit about that, and Jessi putting my g-string on her boobs... ahahaha.
We decided it was just about time we went into her hottub. I was excited. =D
So, we got into our bathing suits and made our way out to the hawttub and I brought my cell phone <3 haha- We decided to call every boy I've ever known while we were in the hottub. Haha.. Got a few interesting responses from them. Heres a few quotes.
Me- My lower half of my body is hot, but the upper half is cold. Guy- Well I'm sure you're whole body is hot.
Me- Yeah so my friend and I are in a hottub. Guy- Ooo, are you guys gonna get a little groovy?
Haha, so it was fun- we fucked around a bit and went back to her room, talked, and watched tv- had a few more interesting phone conversations- and then passed out, like omg.
Haha, went home at noon.
IT WAS AMAZING, AND I LOVE MY JESSI MARIE. I'm her gal-boyfriend. haha.
ANYWAY.
I went shopping today and got two pairs of jeans, and a really, really cute purple bag, holy mannnn.
Suddenly you're calm and I'm loving everything about you...
-->> So I've heard I've been being missed at xanga, by a few lovely readers. =) Indeed myspace has taken over my life along with many others. I still like to update here though, and I actually have something to talk about.
If you havnt noticed, I update every 20 comments or so, so keep this up, even though I suck at replying lately... I've been occupied with other things, I've been tied to AIM, the phone, and myspace ever since I havn't been single anymore.
Damn straight, this chica isn't single anymore.
-->> Finally, lets just say. Happened yesterday, (onesixteenzerosix.) So you guys aren't too late to be informed. Hardly anyone really knows anyway, so feel special. lol Lovely guitar playing boy who I'm very fond of. lol ANYWAY.
I was in the hospital this morning.
-->> Yeah, for stomache pains. I went to the local doctor earliar and they referred me over to get an ultra sound. ...Strangest thing I've ever done in my life. Despite the very uncomfortable feeling of having to pee, EXTREMELY, while having your stomache pushed on, (warning: do not try this at home, or for any reason unless it is a doctor, because it sucks. Just dont.) it wasn't that bad at all. Strange, but not bad. Stupid... but still not bad.. COMPLETELY MESSED, but not bad. haha. =)
Nothing goes on in my life, still.
-->> One of the most extreme reasons why I don't update anymore- I have nothing entertaining to talk about, FUCK! Haha, give me something- anything you'd like me to talk about on here, and I'll do my best to apply my sarcasm skills to your topic. Maybe I can make you laugh, maybe not. We'll see.