Mean Girls (via quil)
Ahhhh, one of my favorite parts of Mean Girls…..hmmm…..i Know i have the DVD somewhere……
well. i’m a wreck in the morning && a wreck in the evening. im slightly afraid of the dark, yet i love laser tag and night-tag. im an idealist but i dont have the guts to do half of the ideas i think of. im extraordinary. i dont live up to people’s expectations. i’ve learned to work first, then play later. people always come before me, its a blessing and a curse. i write these fictional stories that have been sparked by my imagination-yet I have yet to finish any of them. I fail on the regular. i enjoy new music. i’m random&& weird. im addicted to twitter. i’ve been told that i look like my madre and i dont know how i feel about that. i live for compliments and now, im waiting for someone to tell me that im beautiful and mean it. my name is giselle. im a junior at saint saviour high school. im remodeling my life completely and making sure im true to myself. trust me, we can have sexy times together. i will deff make sure i “gis your pants”. lolsx. =)
This is what I’ve figured about my life so far. Lets see if we can get the rest. This is just the beginning. The basics. Time to get a little bit more complex.
I think it actually took the praises of my bestfriend to actually realize what i’m doing with my life. If i’m not mistaken, this is exactly what she said:
Best friend : “oh, hun, I am so proud of you.”
Best friend: “oh oh oh, i’m so overwhelmed with emotion and pride…..”
etc. etc. etc. Seriously. Best friend really said something like this and I just said thank you with a question mark. What exactly were we talking about? I had to go to Long Island University to try and sign up for college classes in the fall. (which didn’t happen because i’m going to be a junior, etc.). At the time of this late night conversation, I really didn’t pay much attention to it. Because, what was going through my mind was that:
Me in head: ” well duh, i have 9 college credits, 6 at my disposal and I can take 2 college classes at LIU. Why would I let these credits just sit there and not do anything with them? And then, the obvious answer is, woman, of course I’m growing up. I’m about to be 16 years old.”
But best friend doesn’t know this, until now. So. i migrated to LIU, 2 days ago, I believe and had high hopes to sign up for the English Lit class and the Psychology class. But, was shot down due to reason that was mentioned in the parentheses above. And on my train ride home, it was pouring outside. The rain hit the train with such an intensity, that it kept my interest for the whole ride. And then, I started to ponder on all of the things I’ve been doing for the past 2 weeks.
Prior to my trip to West Philly(born and raised…..Fresh Prince, never gets old), the idea of college wasn’t in the noggin and the whole “being a kid” idea was something that never got old. Then, the douches i call bestfriends decide, “oh, lets look at my college spam and figure out our lives-2 AM IN THE MORNING!” who does that?
Kandace Michelle and Alyssa Marie.
my 2 best friends, who are freakishly smart and can possibly get into any school they like. Me? ha! i was being Dark and Twisty and just ignored.
But then, i checked my college spam in my email and then, the 3 of us sat in front of a computer and just requested information for a bunch of schools. It was the best time of my life. I never felt so fucking excited in a while. I felt alive. Because, maybe, my life was changing for the better.
Ever since Philly, I’ve been doing this thing called Growing Up. Making plans, not breaking plans, and adding to my To-Do List. Its amazing. But I never really noticed. Until that statement made by Best Friend. For that, I am forever grateful.
When i said, there was something different in the air, I meant it.
~With some of her life getting put together like puzzle pieces,
All the pain and disappointment you caused me.
All these years I spent hating you.
I had a wonderful life, filled with joy and success,
And yet, I failed. For so long, I could not give my heart entirely to anyone
Your betrayal made me loose a part of myself
A part I could never get back
But at the same time, gave me my most precious gifts
You saved my life from the nightmare of being with you But now, you’re gone
I hope you are not alone anymore
Your debt was paid long ago Go. find your peace…… as I found mine