...?

Everytime I say something, no matter what it is- you always shut me out of your life. So you have no one to blame but yourself. I do love you. I was venting. Am I not allowed to do that?

What happened to working through our problems?
It was a post reaching out to you.
I thought maybe you'd talk to me and apologize for doing that stuff even if you didnt mean it


I forgot. No one apologizes to me.
Not my mom- for being a horrible mom, always putting me on the back burner.
Not my dad- for calling me a whore, slut, cunt, whatever name he feels i am at that point.
Not Meghan- for hogging Jaiden from me.
Not anyone.

I guess i'm not good enough to deserve an apology.

But just remember when i'm gone and out of this world- THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED.

Tumblr.

www.mistakenlykelsey.tumblr.com

Serenading Unicorn.

I checked my email today and I got an early birthday wish from a friend of mine. Attached was this Youtube video.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1fA1OnvqZo

I laughed. Yup.

Conversations and boredom with Beth.

Bethany: Oh, that's a picture of your cheek. You look like a fat Chinese person.
Me: Haha put them up so I can see.

Kelsey *picks up phone*: Hello?
Bethany: would you like some pineapple? ......well too bad. *hangs up phone*.

Bethany: Whats a canvas sack fsjsljsdf.
Kelsey: Whats a what?
Bethany: A ... CANVAS....SACK...BACK..PACK!
Kelsey: Oh, i dunno.
Bethany: Me either.
Kelsey:....
Bethany: Faggotry portal.

Bethany: Oh, oh, oh. Kelsey.?
Kelsey: What?
Bethany: I love you:)

Bethany: Tattoo, Cachoo, choo choo choo. ... my nose itches. HAYAYAY.

Bethany: OMG you look like a fish... you look like a fish.
Kelsey: Um..why'd you repeat yourself.
Bethany: What? I didn't.
Kelsey: Yes you did. You said I look like a fish, twice.
Bethany: Oh. Your a sack fack back dack.

Now, this is what me and Bethany do when we're bored and there just happens to be a computer scanner in the room!

Love you, bitch.<3

TATTOO;

At 10:00 AM on Sunday, August 21st, I will be getting my very first tattoo.


It will be a bird cage with one sparrow flying out.

With one sparrow instead of those types of birds. The cage door and birds will be facing the other way.

Floating away from the bird will be a tiny single feather.

It will be all black and obviously, the cage will be of better quality.

Underneath the bird cage, in fancy writing, it will say, "It is not only fine feathers that make fine birds- free yourself."


I have yet to decide where on my body I will let him inject the ink.
I have done research online about where the best places to get a tattoo are and where they are the least painful. But they all say the same thing. "It depends on the person and their pain tolerance." And I get several results as to where on my body.

So, I'm going to narrow it down.

- I don't want it on my back where I can't see it.
- I dont want it on my feet or ankles because that would be excruciating pain that i might not be able to tolerate.
- Not my rib cage because that seems pointless and painful.
- I'm debating my calf or not beccause i've heard from numerous people that it's really painful there compared to other spots.
- I can't get it on my wrist because of my job.


So i'm pretty much baffled as to where I want it.
I want to make the right decision because this decision will be printed on me for the rest of my life.


So i'll decide last minute.

Wish me luck!

And this time i'll say it with a smile(:

I. Will. Be. Seventeen. In. Four. Days. Holy shit.
Here are my plans for my birthday weekend.

Friday- Relaxing and swimming at home.

Saturday- Going to Seabreeze with Dad, Mom, Robert, Meghan, Nick, Derrick, Jaiden, Brandon, and possibly Broghan.

Sunday- Family party (Bethany will be staying the night:))

Monday- Turning 17. And going with my Dad, Brandon, and Bethany to get my first tattoo.


Happy birthday to me :)

17?

This birthday weekend is taking a turn for the worst. I took my Global test today. "Please god, let me pass. Get me out of here. I want to graduate with everyone else. I don't want to be stuck in this mess anymore." Those words I kept repeating in my head the entire two hours I was taking the test. I certainly hope I passed. I probably didn't though. God, I hope I did.

Tomorow is round 2. US History test. And guess the fuck what. I get to see Kayla Urbaniks pretty face tomorrow, haha NOT. I hope she doesn't say anything to me tomorow. I just want to take my test and leave- with no problems.

Then Friday is a big bowl of NOTHING and I get to sit home all day. Fun. Certainly something a 17 year old wants to do on her birthday weekend. Saturday I was supposed to go to Seabreeze with Jaiden, Derrick, Meghan, Nick, my Mom, Dad, and Robert. Jaiden was sick today so I guess thats another excuse for Derrick to keep Jaiden from us. And I really don't feel like hanging out with my over bearing sister all day. So I guess I'll just enjoy working six hours at Wegmans instead. JOY.


Sunday was supposed to be my party. But I highly doubt anyone will show. So whats the point?

And Monday is another giant big bowl of dissapointment just like the rest of my pathetic life.

Crappy Birthday to me.