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Name: Melissa
Gender: Female
Interests: I like a lot of things art, music, videography
Expertise: well notting really..I am not really good at anything
Occupation: Super Suds.
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AIM:  duesxfail
Member Since:
2/15/2005
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| An Ode to "Da Trala"
RIP
JUNE 2008-MAY 2010
We all knew the traila and even though it was a piece of shit 1500 single wide trailor that was built in the 70s we loved the trailor. Now we aren't cool or popular but we have all had some bombing ass times there. We expirenced life as young adults there. I would now like to list the total amount of people who have had the amazing gift to live there. Devin, Kacey,'the black chick' Rita. Kate, Josh, Zack, Cody, Callin, Taris and of course Myself. 2 years 10 people wtf. That's teenagers for ya.
You will be missed.
I know it's fucking June and I am 6 months late but YES, I'm doing it. A remembrence to 2009.
January- Rita moved in the trailor. Me and Brody Started having problems
Febuary- met and started liking Josh. Broke up with Brody over it.
March-Had the get together at the traila. Met Callin.
April- Hung around with Josh Kate and Callin a lot. This was one of the best months of my life.
May- Callin left. Finished school Saw Red in concert. Kate offically moved in.
June- Worked a lot. Drove around a lot late at night with Josh listening to Ambiant music. Got the Sims 3. Hung out at Devins apartment.
July- Went to Warped Tour. More working
August- started school. Callin came back from the military. Went to Mayhem fest. Saw Otep aswell.
September- Erl moved in the house. Started liking Weeds. Callin dumped me. BTBAM concert
October- Saw HORSE the Band. Started dating Tyler and got dumped by him within 4 weeks.
November- hung out with Jake Devin and Josh a lot.
December- Was pretty depressed. Michael moved to Baton Rouge.
Memory of the year: BTBAM. It was epic
Song of the year: Mordaci
4/5 Fairly good start shitty end. But I don't feel so bad about the end because things are better now.
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| Only a few more weeks until I am finally free from Houma. We cleaned up the trailer, took down most decorations and are probably selling it to Kate's sister. I am going to transfer to the Super Target in Metarie and I scheduled my classes at Delgado. I stop caring and going to Nicholls. It's offical. There's no turning back now. Goodbye Houma, hello Metarie. There I'll get to spend most of my time with Cody, Erl, Kenny and I suppose Josh will pop up every once in awhile to spend the weekend. But as for everyone else, I suppose this is farewell. I'd like to go back and get to visit Simone, Devin and well of course WJ, but he is my cousin so I will see him anyway. I'm happy with this. I am looking forward to a new start. New people that are more cultured and intelligant, new places to shop and figure out and a new job. Things are looking up, for once my life might be slightly entertaining and not boring and stagnent. I can only hope so for my sanity's sake. | | |
| Haven't updated in a damn while. I managed to get myself a boyfriend, finally. A guy...that I like. A guy that I love. Yes, I am saying it with out swallowing in disgust because of lying to myself like I did every other guy I managed to find myself with in the past. I've made my decision aswell. I am moving to New Orleans. And as much as I love and care about Cody he isn't going to stop me. He can either move with me, have a long distance relationship, or he can dump me. I am not staying here. I hate Houma/Thibodaux. I hate these people. I need to leave this place. Leave this place and only come back to see my friends and occasionally remind myself how lucky I am to free myself from this small, conservative, cajun pride piece of shit town.
The thing is though, unlike all my friends said I would because they are such experts on romance, I am still rational. I love Cody I know I do. Every second we spend apart I yearn for his presence. For him to be in the room with me. For my head to be on his shoulder. For our stupid little simplistic conversations. I can feel that he loves him. I know he is different than other guys in the past. I know I have FINALLY fallen in love. But I hate Houma more than I love Cody. If I stay here, I will end up blowing my brains out. And not to mention that our life isn't one big fairy tail. We have only been dating for a month and a half now. He's all ready moved and and we literally spend every second together when I am not a work. Moving so fast means drama as well. He makes me so mad sometimes and part of me wants to scream but I don't want to be THAT girlfriend. The demanding, bitchy, uptight cunt that everyone hates. I feel like when I yell at him that is who I am. I hate that. But at the same time he makes me so angry sometimes I feel I NEED to put my foot down. If I don't I am just a pussy that let's guys mistreat me. Can I ever win? It seems like everyone else is always so happy. When it's a good relationship it's really good. But when it's bad...it's bad.
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| Being whiny and unappreciative is like an art to me. Or maybe I just do it so much I have mastered it. I feel like my little social circle is slowly collapsing. It has brought me to this fork in the road which I admit-tingly am to weak and unsure of myself to pridefully make a decision. Should I abandon it all and start from the beginning where the chances at ever finding a new group is slim? Or do I stay is this practically dead city and to save the strained relationships that still exist? After all my daily routine will not change. I will wake work and go to school. But which schools, jobs, and cities should I surround myself in is the question. I guess all I am really upset about is I do not have an obvious choice. One isn't significantly closer to the oh-so beautiful "happiness" that I have always yearned for. So to the past year and for the hell of it through in high school to. My life has never been great. It has always been quite boring to be completely honest. But it was nice having people around to share it with. And as we all go our own ways, I will take one last look back, wipe the tear away from my eyes and say farewell to the life that once was. It is no more. And I just have to accept it. And move on.
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