Silence is Serenity

http://vampirefreaks.com/journal.php?u=ShadowsBlood Go. Read it. Laugh at the first entry and it's utter amazingness. It makes me grin like a fool. Love from the Silence, ReJect

Or loud and out of key... So, I set something into motion today that i really didn't want to. But I knew I had to. I love her to death, but she makes me feel so lost sometimes. she's my best friend and most of the time, she ignores me. So I gave her an ultimatum. Now, it's all up to chance. I'll keep you posted. With love from, ReJect ...Sing me anything.

Listening to the music from the Lion King right now and thinking about the way things turn out. Ryan looked me up on myspace. My Ryan. The one guy that I NEVER got over. I know, it's been 5 years since I was with him. I was a kid then, he was the first guy to be there for me and I think I will always carry him in my heart. It's wierd to think about all the ways you change over the years and to see who remembers you and who forgets all about you. Work is going pretty well. I got to wear my kick ass red lipstick today and my bosses loved it. Got to kind of watch Fringe and Bones. Next week, I am setting Gran's DVR to record Fringe at the very least. I LOVE that show. Castle on monday was FANTASTIC. I love that show too. I think I watch too much TV. Well, I'm out for now. Later Loves, ReJect.

Interesting title, I know. I was wearing a low cut shirt at work Monday and this older woman complained about my boobs. It was funny as hell because my Gran and my boss decided that I should wear slutty stuff to work. As long as my nipples and what not are not showing. I laughed. A lot. That lady was just jealous because my boobs are nice and hers are not. My little cousin got into a car accident last night. Other car ran a stop sign and Nichole tried to swerve to miss them but still ended up hitting them. The van is totalled. Nichole, however, is fine. A little bruised and more than a little freaked out. I'm just glad that she wasn't hurt. Today is my mom, Jody's, birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!! even though you'll never ever read this. I'll only get to see her for a couple minutes today when she comes into work to get her turtle cheesecake that Mike and Tim are saving a piece of. I had so many more things I wanted to say on here right now, but I have work in 15 mi...

So come on, come on and say so... So, since the last time we talked on here I Got a boyfriend. Turned 19. Ended things with said boyfriend. Got a job. I guess thats' all the really happened. So in other news...How the hell are you? xD Just kidding. I think I've been going crazy. Well, that's kind of normal, I guess. I've been so tired of late and basically living at my grandma's house is hell. Total fucking hell. I miss my bed, my mom, my dogs, my cat. I miss my house in general...for the most part. Fuck it, I really need to go to bed because I have work at 8 in the freaking morning. >. Good night, Loves. ~ReJect

I've been looking through the years and crying at the memories. How much we've been through as a whole, as a group, as a family, as sperate parts of the whole. Because we are. We are a whole, a group, a family. We're beaten and battered and bruised. We've fallen, we've collapsed, pulled it together and relapsed. And some how, through it all, we're still here, still standing, still fighting, still holding on and still together. We've overcome more than most, seen more, cried more. But we've also laughed more. Learned so much in such a short span of time. We learned not to take each other for granted and that friendship can survive anything if you put your heart into it. I'm learning to be a better friend. And I've got to tell you, I do have regrets. But I'm working on those too. There were some bridges that I burned and scattered the ashes over the water. And for those, I'm glad. They were never really worth it in the end. There are bridge...

Who missed the crimson apple? Here I am on another cold and desolate early morning. I should go to sleep, but every time I close my eyes, it's the same dream. The same face I see. The same face I've seen night after night, year after year. Like a haunting melody that you can't get out of your head. Maybe, I think to myself, I'm not cut out for this life. Maybe this isn't where I'm supposed to be. But if it's not, then why am I here? And if it's not one thing, it's another. If it's not the dreams, it's my family. How my dad damn destroyed our lives with his drinking problems. I don't give a fuck how long he's been sober (2 years and some odd months), I will never forgive him for what he put us all through. I will never forgive him for making my mom cry and I will always hate him with some little peice of me for it. I will never forgive him for the way he always made sure his friends and shit knew I was his step daughter when most of my...