*depressed* :(
I Hate It.

It needs to go away.

I want this to end.

goal: to get it to go away, without being sick

*got my SEMI dress today..its cute I like it*

Need Help Now....*what am I to do?*


*you know you love me....Jodi*


::::Quote of the day:::::
"This bridge will only take you half way there to those mysterious lands you long to see...the last few steps you'll have to take alone."

The Game Of Life....
I GOT TICKETS TO GUSTER AND JOHN MAYOR
March 20 In Providence baby here i come! i am so excited! that was the highlight of my oh just so wonderful day....

I Hate The Game Of Life Right Now...
I Hate So Much I Want To Cry...
But Who Will be There To Wipe Away The Tears...
And Who Is There To Comfort These Fears...
I Need You Now...
I Needed You Forever...
But Now The Things I have...
Are Nothing..
And That Is All Because
Your Gone Forever.


I Want To Take A Minute To Stop..And Think
Let Me Say Some Thank Yous To Some People Who Mean More Than The World To Me Right Now...

Jen- You probably understand me more than anyone right now, and i cant tell you how much it means to me that your there for me, Im always here for you too! xoxo thanks!

Brianne- Thanks for the support and thanks for caring, and trying to help me! I <3 u! bffae, xoxo

Sarah- Im SOoOoo excited for John mayor and Guster with you..Its gonna be amazing, you are one of the few people whos been with me since the beginning..and im always gonna be here for you... xoxo <3 u BFFNMW

Everyone Else Who Thinks They Deserve Recognition...Thank You For Everything.. Im Always Here for Alll Of You..Friends Forever...


one last comment before this poem thing from Jens Journal....

I Have Morality. I Know What It Means, And To Top It off...Im A Big Girl Now, I Can Take Care Of Myself And Make My Own Decisions And You Need To Respect That...
Respect COmes With Friendship....

*You Know You Love Me...Jodi*

::::Quote/Poem Of The Day::::
To Whom It May Concern:
I am hereby officially tendering my resignation
as an adult in order to accept the responsibilities
of a 6 year old. . .
The tax base is lower. . .

I want to go to McDonald's and think
it's the best place in the world to eat.
I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle
and make waves with rocks.

I want to think M&Ms are better than money
'cause you can eat them.
I want to play kickball during recess
and stay up on Christmas Eve
waiting to hear Santa and Rudolph on the roof.

I long for the days when life was simple.
When all you knew were your colors,
the addition tables, and simple nursery rhymes,
but it didn't bother you
because you didn't know what you didn't know
and you didn't care.

I want to go to school and
have snack time, recess, gym, and field trips.
I want to be happy because
I don't know what should make me upset.

I want to think the world is fair
and everyone in it is honest and good.
I want to believe that anything is possible.
Sometime, while I was maturing,
I learned too much.

I learned of nuclear weapons,
starving and abused kids,
and unhappy marriages.

I want to be six again.

I want to think that everyone,
including myself, will live forever
because I don't know the concept of death.

I want to be oblivious to the complexity of life,
and be overly excited by the little things again.
I want television to be something I watch for fun,
not something I use for escape
from the things I should be doing.

I want to live knowing the little things
I find exciting will always make me as happy
as when I first learned them.

I want to be six again.

I remember not seeing the world as a whole,
but rather being aware of only the things
that directly concerned me.

I want to be naive enough to think
that if I'm happy, so is everyone else.

I want to walk down the beach
and think only of the sand beneath my feet,
and the possibility of finding
that blue piece of sea glass I'm looking for.

I want to spend my afternoons
climbing trees and riding my bike,
letting the grownups worry about time, the dentist,
and how to find the money to fix the car.

I want to wonder what I'll do when I grow up,
not worry what I'll do if this doesn't work out.

I want that time back.
I want to use it now as an escape,
so that when my computer crashes,
or I have a mountain of paperwork,
or two depressed friends,
or second thoughts about so many things.

I want to travel back and build a snowman
without thinking about anything
except whether the snow sticks together
and what I can possibly use
for the snowman's mouth.

I want to be six again.

ARGGGGH
i hate her for joining our class
i wont be able to express myself the same
i hate her for joining our AMAZING class
i know im not the only one too... ARGHHH

i miss josh. i need someone i can trust and talk to more than anything right now.. its so horrible im like depressed and i make myself sick over it because i can talk to anyone because like sam said i cant trust anyone especially with whats bothering me now....

its freakin frrrrrreeeeezzzzing out.. i hate walking from the football feild to the high school and getting to school numb.. but oh well, better gettin the ride wit the JRs or SRs than takin the bus.. uckys! hahaha

well..nothing else to say i gotta go STUDY FOR MID TERMS..ucccccckkkk! this is soo stressfull..ikes! so..leave love 2 cheer me up mwahhh
*YoU KnOw YoU LoVe Me...jOdEs*

::::Quote of the day:::
"when your lost and your afraid to look back, and worried about looking forward, look besides you and ill be there"