let's make this night a classic.

re-add me at www.justafoolforyou.buzznet.com

add me at justafoolforyou

can't wait to spiffify my page!

about starting this whole buzznet thing over.
getting a new username,
stop writing pointless fanfics,
maybe start some photography,
and write short stories instead of fanfics.
i cannot tell you how hard it is to take time out of my life just to post something for you, and only get comments saying I loved it.
you guys rock, you really do, but I'm not sure if I am cut out for the fanfic scene.
I hope that if I continue with this, all the amazing people I met will re-add me.
maybe someone will read my stories or like my photography.
I can only hope that you guys will stay supportive of me in this confusing time.
-yourbestkeptsecretxz

I'm probably not gonna get half of this shit, but i can dream can't I?

I am in desperate need of a Cute Is What We Aim For Tee, and this one just so happens to rock my socks.

I have an iPod Touch, but this skin would work for it too! =D

This might possibly be the most necessary item! =o

I need a The Cab tee as well. I need a FTSK tee, but they're aren't very many good ones out there, waiting for their website to open the store!

or

or

or

i have an obsession with converse... XD

these are downright fly! remind me of my cobra homies!

i like this store thingie called delia's, but they are so fucking expensive =[

self explanitory

MASON SKINNY JEANS!! [still mad at him for the whole hair thing]

 

cmon, put a tee under and it's hott

this is becoming even more and more depressing

more realistic, from wet seal.

 

I also need the love me electric cd... no album art yet. They're newish, but I like them!

 

 

 

sorry for not posting.

but apparently one of my best friend thinks it's okay to all of the sudden just start going out with someone i've liked for almost a year.

yeah i'm doing splendid, you?

Okay, so the best hour of school today was gym. We had to do the 30 second challenge thing (:P) where we do 30 second "challenges". Well in thirty seconds I ran 8 lengths of the gym (WOO), and I did 16 chin to fist push-ups [where the person holds their fist and you have to touch your chin to it]. I was happy. Then we played wiffleball or something, I wasn't really paying attention and just ran away from the ball and I never got to hit. Well there's a deaf kid at our school and his regular translator wasn't there, so I guess there was a sub. Anyways, me Selina and Rory came to the conclusion that the guy was a pedophile, he kept rubbing his hands together and looking at everyone. It was hilarious. He would change his hand position every five seconds, and he even stared at our gym teacher. Freaky much? Well that was the highlight of my day, and I was giggly after it. Yay!

this is a lame question but;;
How does the Coriolis Effect influence wind direction?
plz plz plz help if you can!!!!!

we hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

thats all I have memorized, its a social studies thing due Wednesday..
shit.

It was after the big game, and finally my girlfriend Brittany opened the passenger door. I awoke from my temporary slumber and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She was my everything. Now it was time to hurry home before my mom could beat us out.

"Honey, my mom gets home at midnight."

"Don't worry, this won't take long."she assured me, kissing me on the cheek. Everytime she did so, I got the shivers. It was true love, at least for me. There were rumors going around that she only wanted me for my college status, and I was starting to believe them. At least she had agreed to marry me, that was definitely a start.

"Alright, here we go!"

So get in or get out before your mom cracks down, honest, it's a touch, too much a get down.

After a minute of Brittany attempting to describe the football game, we pulled into my driveway. I opened the door for Brittany, then scooped her into my arms. Until I met her, I was against this, but it was fine as long as it was true love right? Besides, we were getting married soon. She started running her hands through my hair, a seductive smile plastered on her face.

So get up or lie down cause either way we're making out tonight, Alone, alone tonight.

She gestured to the stairs, and I just couldn't resist. She was gorgeous, the girl every guy lusted after. I was lucky to have her, so I might as well take advantage of my luck. We opened the door and disapeared beneath the covers of my bed.

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"Brad, BRAD!"I could hear my mom calling from downstairs.I rolled over to see if Brittany was still there, but of course she wasn't. What was I expecting? I got up to put on some clothes, the cold breeze tickling over me. She climbed out the window. Nice. Whatever I did to try and make her happy never seemed to work, she hadn't even stayed with me. We had broken up just two weeks ago, but being the on again off again couple, we made up and got engaged. I was starting to regret it.

I put full effort to keep you happy for a while. We're two weeks in and here we go again. Here we go again.

I opened the door slowly.

"Yeah mom?" I said yawning. I hadn't had a week, but at least it was Friday.

"Okay, just checking to see if you're there!"She said,"Goodnight!"

"Night."

I went back in my room to hear my cell vibrating against the floor. It was a text from Brittany

i'm so srry i had 2 go. ilysm hubby :D<3 you're so amazing, and i'll ly 4eva.

Haha. Like I would fall for that again. She always suceeded at making me forgive her.

And when it's over and done…

I cannot get out of this place that I am in. When everyone of your words, they mean nothing.
(If I cannot be close to you)
Where do you get off telling me, constantly what I'm gonna be? 
(If I cannot be close to you)
I'll be just fine. If I cannot be close to you.
(to you)

srsly britt. did that mean nothing to you? ik u gave me a 2nd chance, but im not in it if ur not. I texted back

And so you gave me a second chance. It was my first attempt to make you believe me. So, tell me the way you felt the morning after.Tell me the way you felt.

wtf. u kno ily. i wouldn't have done that if i didn't. tell me how ur feeling. srsly, i wanna kno!

You wanted to hear it, so here it goes.

ur ilys, u dont mean them. i can tell so don't lie. i feel like i'm trapped britt, ily but u don't rlly love me. ur always telling me wut im gonna b, but may b i dont want that. i want u to b my wife, we can move away after i finish skool, then we can have kids. isnt that wut u want?

I cannot get out of this place that I am in. When everyone of your words, they mean nothing.
(If I cannot be close to you)
Where do you get off telling me constantly what I'm gonna be?
(If I cannot be close to you)
I'll be just fine if I cannot be close to you.

omg wth is ur prob brad? may b i dont wanna b sum teenage mom who lives in a trailer, is that so hard for u 2 understand? i still want u tho.

I sighed to myself. This wasn't going to work out, and I knew it. I wanted her just to agree to disagree and move on with our lives, but she was just too persistant.

Can't we just agree to disagree? It's a sad thing.
(Come on baby, I don't want to)
Can't we just agree to disagree? It's a sad thing.
(I don't want to)
Can't we just agree to disagree? It's a sad thing.
(Come on baby, I don't want to)
Can't we just agree to disagree? It's a sad thing.
(I don't want to)

britt, were thru. we obviously dont want the same things in life, but even so i loved u fer real.

This broke my heart more than anyone could understand, but I couldn't stand this anymore. I knew we just weren't meant for each other.

And when it's over and done
I cannot get out of this place that I am in.
Oh, this place that I am in.
I cannot get out of this place that I am in.
When everyone of your words
They mean nothing.
(If I cannot be close to you)
Where do you get off telling me
(If I cannot be close to you)
Constantly what I'm gonna be?
I'll be just fine
If I cannot be close to you.

friends?

I waited a minute for a response.

fuck no.

That was the last text I ever received from Brittany. Wedding rings I paid for went down the drain. Oh well, maybe I could save them for someone who cared.
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okay, i really hated this one, but hopefully you didn't....

let me know though!

the whole story is gonna be intertwining with the lyrics, so if it bothers you i don't suggest reading it anymore.

comment and buzzes make me feel betta!

 

IT'S GABE SAPORTA'S BIRTHDAY! =DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

No wonder I'm having such an amazing day!

I've loved him forever, since I first saw his face. He was my first love, and he is indeed my number one love.

If I just knew him, or knew his number even, I would call him and wish him a happy birthday.

I know I'll never get Gabe Saporta, but I'll always love him.

If I knew I could actually talk to him, like he was a person, I'd have so much to tell him. His music has shaped my life, and I am in no way exaggerating. The one problem with it being your birthday is you become another year older than me. DAMMIT!

I don't want to ramble, so I'll just say

I'm very excited about this one! Let me know how you liked it...it took a long time to write!

There she was, stepping out of her car into the parking lot. It was the last football game of the year, and even Brittany the notorious prep was coming. She ran towards me, her beautiful smile showing. Her arms were open, as if to pull me into a hug. Just as I thought she was coming to embrace me, she ran right past me to her friend.

Hey, Brittany. Why are you messing with me?

I stood distant by my car watching her walk over to the bleachers and flirt with every guy there that was oggling at her. She ran back to her car, to fetch her purse or something, and quickly I ducked down in order to avoid her gaze. Her college boyfriend Brad was probably sleeping at the steering wheel or something.

Is your boy on your mind? Is your boy in the car, or are you alone?

Sure enough, she leaned over as if to kiss her boyfriend, grabbed her bag, and pranced back to the bleachers. Brad had already fallen asleep. Finally, I emerged from the shadows and slowly walked over to where Brittany stood.

"Hey Brittany."

"Oh, hi, uhm Colin right?"she said, not even glancing at me.

"Caleb."I corrected her.

"Oh, that's right."she replied disregarding my existence.

"Uh, would you maybe wanna come to my friend Kyle's party after the game?"I asked hesitantly, rubbing my arm, hoping for once she wouldn't deny me. But who am I kidding? This would be just like any other time.

"Ew!"she stated practically shrieking at me,"I would NEVER hang out with YOU!"

So why does everything I say make you upset? I'm not here to bring you down. Lift you up, lift you up.

I could feel my confidence lowering, slipping slowly away as Brittany and her group of friends made their way towards the bleachers, completely forgetting about me.

So yeah, yeah, yeah. Go ahead and lower it down, lower it down just a little bit. Just a little bit. Lower it down.

I could only imagine how she really felt, putting on this little act for everyone, being little miss perfect. I could tell there was more substance to her than just the average girl, something no one else could see. It was so hard to imagine what it would be like if you had to fight just to be alone.

So where do we go? Where do we go?You cannot know.
                                                              When you just have to fight to be alone?
                                                                                                           You will not know.

So where do we go? Where do we go?You cannot know.
                                                              When you just have to fight to be alone?
                                                                                                            You will not know .

I remembered a couple of weeks ago when she showed everyone the engagement ring Brad had given her. Only a senior, so young, Brittany was already planning lifetime commitments. But they weren't necessarily commitments she wanted to be involved in. She was already flirting with the ten billion other boys at the game. So much for commitment.

Hey, Brittany. Where is your engagement ring? Did it mean anything? Does the boy with the ring know you bounce, bounce, bounce around?

It was especially hard knowing that Brad was my brother's best friend, and how I'd see him practically everyday when he'd bring Brittany along with him. I didn't know what to say, should I be nice to Brad and tell him the truth, or let the love of my life keep living a lie?

So how am I supposed to act when you're around him. When everything he says brings you down? Brings you down, brings you down.

And down went the confidence again, this time along with my stomach.

So yeah, yeah, yeah. Go ahead and lower it down, lower it down just a little bit. Just a little bit. Lower it down.

So where do we go? Where do we go?You cannot know.
                                                              When you just have to fight to be alone?
                                                                                                           You will not know.