Archive for March, 2008

Stupid Guys

Ok do you know the song stupid girls, well this is titled stupid guys, lol, it really doesnt have anything to do with my post I just thought it was kinda funny. oh well. So i’ve known this guy Mickey for about two years. He recently has been saying oh i love you sweety, and i wanna be with you,  your all i think about, i want to see your smile every morning when i wake up. Ok you can throw up now, please throw up for me. I started to beleive him, and last night he said ” We just need to stay friends for now, and maybe … maybe later we can try to be together”. WELL the nerve, he just kinda ripped part of my heart out, and doesnt even care. He kept talking like nothing had happened, i was crying and he just kept talking. This is where i get stupid guys from. Am I just so gullible that this keeps happening to me, or are most guys just asses like this? I know some of you, that might glance at this will disagree that guys are like this, and some will agree that guys are like this. But anyway. I just dont get it. Do they get joy out of hurting girls? Ok well to please everyone i have and example of each, bad. middle, and good guys… Mickey (bad), Bilal (middle), and Jeffery(good).    Bilal, is the guy from cincy that I’ve mentioned before, he said that he was going to be with me while i went through something that was going to be hard for me to do, but he cancled at the last minute, but hey thats fine, i survived,  i cried but hey its all good. Now Jeffery, he is just there for me when ever i need him, we talk all the time, we give eachother advice on the oppisite gender, ive almost confessed to him that i like him, and he almost did the same.  he said that when he gets his car that hes gonna come down here and we’re gonna hang out, i cant wait. I talked to him last night about what mickey said becasue he was wondering why my tone had changed, he said it made him mad, lol it made me sad.  he also said that if anyone hurt me that he would want to hurt them for me, i told him that i dont like violence, he said he doesnt either but if someone hurt me then he was gonna hurt them.  Jeffery also found out that i fell and hurt myself several times, he seemed really worried. we get into arguements about our apperances, what we think of each other is not how we see ourselves, so we argue and try o disprove the other, its hillarious. Its amazing he knows just how to make me laugh, but the only problem is that he seems to like alot of girls, not that i have a problem with that cause i like a lot of guys myself, but when he goes out with them and they break up he says alot of stuff about them, and then the next day hes says he misses them and loves them still, but then he forgets them. I just dont want to be another girl on his list, i feel like ive been just another girl on every guys list, and it hurts after a while, i dont know how long i can keep strong while guys run through me.

poem?

The feeling of absolute invasion

Starts with a poke and maybe a prod

Absolute invasion of the body and mind

A fake reassurance

quiet wispers in the walls

cold hands cold toes

big questions

small woes

wide eyes

closed ears

small hopes

big fears

less future to be seen

most spend life in dreams

some choose suicide by string

i choose suicide by living

to live the dreams

to see the unseen

to know the unknown

to just be me

thats all you can ask

cause thats all i’ll be

same hopes same dreams

same fears in me

no fears of change

im here to stay

unchanged by the day

unchanged by way

way of the world

way of the stream

i go with the flow

just let it be

just let me be me

let me be free

free from the restrains

of the day to day

as days go by

and seasons change

i stand on the side

and watch it go by.

i watch the rain fall down

and the sun come up

the sun came up

and the rain fell down.

i stood on the side

and watched it go by.

seasons changed

and days came and went

I am free

I am ME.

Bilal

Ok so Bilal, the guy from cincy, is at camp this week, but i cant stop thinking about him. So we have been sending back and forth  before he went to camp, oh and text messages. ok so in one of my text messages i sent him i said good night and talk to you in the moring, and he sent back ” night baby talk to you in the moring and love ya” i was about to melt. It makes me smile everytime i think about it, but i cant talk to him because my number has been shut off and hes not here, so its not lack of trying. I wrote him a poem about what we had been talking about and sent it to him, but he hasnt been on to see it, i have a huge feeling that he isnt going to like. well class is starting so i will get off here

thanks for reading and until next time besafe.

becka

singing

So, i went to a small town bar last night to shoot pool with my cousin and the people there, but i ended up singing there instead. i dont know if i was really good or what because the drunks were cheering really loud and i know how they can be disoranted. Well im going back tonight and probably going to play pool and then sing some more. i promise there was no alcohol involvd last night.

so yeah, until my next installment, be safe and keep reading.