Your dream starts as soon as you wake up

My name is Priscilla and I'm hot stuff! I was born in Oak Park, Illinois, and I'm now stuck in the hell hole that is goody, goody Mormon Utah. I know lucky me, but if I keep myself around my friends I think I'll survive.

Monday, January 31, 2005

Bothersome...

So the other day I was talking to my boyfriend (kinda) and he asked me a question, and it really bothered me. So here is the conversation we were having and...yeah...
y dont u swear no more babe?
what kind of a question is that?
Does it bother you that I don't?
its a logical question, and u used to but im not used to u not swearin it scares me a lil
why does it scare you?
bc im not used to it
I'm sorry
but why dont u?
I do all the time...just not as much when I'm IM-ing
u used to all the time babe
that is so weird
it is
not only that you noticed it but that the other day my friend told me she was proud of me not swearing as much and she's glad I'm trying to stop...when I'm not, I just don't as much...
why?
its not YOU
what's not me?
the inability to swear is not you
its fuckin scary
thanks for that
ur welcome but it is
He is the one in the red and...yeah

Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Ha Ha Ha...

Hey everyone! I decided to put something that is not depressing on my blog today...so here goes:
- This morning in TECH, we were sitting around (shocker) waiting for Gary to get the mics done off the baton so we could move the scrim and yeah...and we were sitting in the pretty new chairs (YAY) and we were discussing how comfortable they were. And Tasha was like,"And this one was juuuuuuust right..." and it was hilarious. Then a couple minutes later after discussing other things that were juuuuuuust right, Asay was like,"The first prostitute was too soft, and the next prostitute was too hard, but this one is juuuuust right..." It was hilarious!
- Then today during HISTORY, we were all looking at our tests scores and we were all gathered around Brett Duffany's desk and we were talking and he came up and was like," Oh my gosh, are you all like in love with my desk or something?" And Jessy, who is his sworn enemy, suddenly jumps onto his desk and just starts like...rubbing...no...squirming all over it, and he just stands there with this grotesque face. And when she was done violating his desk, she stands up and he says,"You ripped my paper...", to which she replied," I ripped it with my boobooooody..." then she rushed to sit down before he had time to think about what she said. It was so freakin funny!
Well I'm done with that...

Sunday, January 16, 2005

Different...

Why is it that suddenly I am so different? I don't feel different, I don't look different, I don't think I am different...and yet so many people keep telling me that I am. Anyone want to take a stab at why? Please anyone, anyone at all.

Friday, January 14, 2005

It's been there all day...

This song has been in my head all day long, so I decided since I have been thinking about it all day that I would post it and let all ya'll think about it! Have fun!
"Daughters"
I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
But she's just like a maze
Where all of the walls all continually change
And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me
Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
Oh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left
Cleaning up the mess he made
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
Boys, you can break
You'll find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without the warmth from
A womans good, good heart
On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Never been so confused...

I can now honestly say that I have never been so confused before in my life.

There are so many things that are running around my head; all trying to fit into one place; all wanting my attention...then there's me. And I try to notice everything, to think about all of it and have it make sense, but everytime I try it just seems to get more confusing.

-There is the boys. The many, many boys. There are so many of them, and each of them is so nice, and so sweet, and they make it so much harder for me not to like them. Try as I might, I cannot find fault in most guys. I know, I sound so naive, so little, and protected, but if you think about it...

-There is school. All the classes, all the mindless busy work, all the teachers, and the students, it never stops. There are the classes I love to go to , there are the classes that I loathe with a passion. There are the teachers who I have total respect for, and the teachers that are total spazzes and call you things like "Patricia Magleberry". There is the pathetic system of class and popularity in High School. There is the throughly pointless classes like...Honors English!

-There are my so called "friends". Who all seem to think that they are the most important thing on the planet, and they and only they matter. There is their pathetic problems, which everyone but them understand. There is their lack of loyalty, there is their lack of respect, there is their lack of friendship...honestly... There is so much drama. Not only are we all involved with theater in High School, but if life gets a little dull someone has to create some kind of new "thing" that everyone is involved in that makes us all just want to hate each other. To turn against each other and ruin everything that we have worked so hard for in our friendships.

Why is life so hard to understand...why does everything have to be so confusing...


Saturday, January 08, 2005

This is the most random thing yet...I like it


This is the most random thing I found...well I actually stole it from Lisa, but yeah...I think it's funny that this is what I got, because I don't think I'm like that at all...but hey!

Saturday, January 01, 2005

Something to think about...

"Welcome To My Life"
By: Simple Plan
Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna runaway?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
No one ever lied straight to your face
No one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
Never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life