Someone who pesters my mind-good or bad.
Right now the people who pester my mind are the ones who do nothing but stir up drama.
These people sit there all day and just say bad things about other people.
Do they not have anything else to do?
My life is great and I'm so lucky to have the friends and family I have.
People who love me and care about me and know me, but still love me regardless.
I'm sure they have people who love them too, but apparently they are blinded by some sort of evil force that makes them totally oblivious.
And somehow causing other people pain makes them feel better.
Somehow.
I just wonder.
Are their lives boring?
I know my life can be boring but I don't sit there and talk about people because what does it accomplish?
What does it prove?
What does it do?
Absolutely.
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
People wonder why i don't like drama.
They say I'm scared or whatever.
But I just don't care for it.
Does that make me weird?
Well, then I'm a weirdo.
Because you talk about people and you fight them and where does it end?
It doesn't.
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The person that you wish you could be ...
Jamie Grace
Tatyana Ali
Keke Palmer
Raven Symone
Jada P. Smith
All beautiful.
All talented.
All inspirational.
Someone from my childhood.
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I'm going to post about three people because they are all sort of from the same time period. Lettttttttttttssssssssss get started. Up there ^^^^^^
That's a friend from like, idk second grade?
Yupp.
Her name is Shallonnnnnnnnnn. (no, not with that many m's :P)
She was one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world.
And then she dissapeared in third grade.
(I say dissapeared because I can't remember what happened to her)
But I found her on facebook!
So that's good :)
This is Katy.
She was one of my good buddies.
We weren't besties or anything but I always knew no matter what, she would have my back.
She was just one of those people who you can totallllyyy trust.
So that's why I love herr :)
This was, what, 5th grade last time I seen her?
Well the picture is recent but I last saw her in fifth grade and now I'm babling so I'll stop.
Now this?
THIS?
This is Anthony.
OH.
EM.
GEE.
I was madly in love with him in the first grade.
It wasn't even funny.
Like it seriously wasn't.
You guys heard my story about Devon and Josh (old school crushes)
Yeah well Anthony was worse.
Although Devon will ALWAYS be my first <3
But anyways, he was super nice and that's what I liked about him.
He wasn't a jerk like most guys.
I considered him to not have cooties.
That's big.
Haha jk i never thought any guy had cooties.
Ew except the kid who used to pick his boogers all the time.
SAM PUTLIM RIPLEY.
Ohhh I hated him with a passion.
OMG OFF TRACK.
Anywas, even though Angelica told you I liked you stupidly like only a loser would, you were still nice.
Maybe that's because awkwardness didn't really exist in the first and second grade.
IDK.
Well.
Yeah.
YOU GUYS MADE MY LIFE AS AWESOME AS IT IS TODAY.
Thanks.
Someone from my childhood....
Wowww.
There are so many people I could just clown on right now.
Hmmmm.
Dang!
I choose Jacob.
Dear Jacob Ferry,
Just a news flash first off buddy:
Don't like you.
At all.
Never did.
I'm not gonna lie I actually sat at home that day that you accused me of liking you and changed the subject like, super fast.
*Flashback*
Jacob: Just tell me what she said!
Me: I don't know ... *laughs*
Jacob: Okay I get it. You like me but -
Me: WHOA WHOA WHOA. BACK IT UP. ERRR. TURN THIS TRAIN AROUND. Me? I do not like you. Whatsoever. Let's just make sure everyone has an understanding of that, okay? You're little charm? It ain't working on me. Might be on all my friends, but not me.
I swear that's exactly what I said :)
This was 5th grade guys.
You have to admit I have great memory.
Anyways, I sat at home and I thought about how long I've known you (about a year and a half) and I thought to myself, could I ever imagine going out with you? Kissing you? (Don't worry, I was over the cooties phase)
The answer was no.
I shivered.
In my bunk bed.
With my hello kitty stuffed animal.
I shivered.
The whole Mariana thing...
Don't worry I forgive you for ruining my best friends mind.
Even though all she ever talked about was you for like, three months.
And I got tired of it and told her to freakin' tell you already.
And she told me to do it.
And I told her to write a note.
And she told me to do that.
So I ended up writing you that note.
I can't even remember what I wrote.
OMG.
Haha I wonder though.
It was probably all poetic because I know how romantic I was in 5th grade.
I was a freakin' cupid too :)
AND OF ALL THE THINGS WRITTEN ON THE LETTER.
YOU QUESTION THE MINI HEARTS THAT WERE USED INSTEAD OF DOTS IN THE SEMI COLON.
Really?
So Mariana sells me out and you run to me and ask If I made the hearts for decoration.
Hahaha. OMG.
I just remembered something.
You: *Opens letter* Ohh great. I already know what this is going to say.
Me: What are you talking about? *i try and say as subtly and nonchalantly as I can*
You: Look at the hearts instead of the semi colon!
Me: .... MAYBE IT'S JUST DECORATION.
Maybe the hearts weren't such a nice touch.
I WAS BORED OKAY.
Anyway.
After moving to Iowa, Mariana did tell me something about you dancing with her at the school dance in 6th grade.
She said you even *gasp* TOUCHED HER HIPS!!! EEEWWWWWWMAAAAAGAAAAAWWWWWSSHHHH.
Okay.
I think I've said enough.
Oh gosh.
Imagine if you actually read this.
Haha.
Well I would laugh.
Very hard actually.
Good thing you can't tell when black people are blushing ....
<33
Hahah ^^^
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How perfect is this songg?
Ohh he would kill me hahahah.
Iloveit <3
Someone who lives out of state/country...
Well, I created a piczo a few months back.
Probably around January.
So it's been almost a full year.
When I first started, I had no idea what I was doing.
But I love to write, which turned out to be good for me.
The first follower i ever had was Maryririi.
She is from Isreal, and she always talks about wanting to come to America.
I reallly hope she can one day.
She has nice blogs, so check her out!
Dear Mary,
We started on piczo about the same time.
So in a way, we learned from each other.
That makes you special in my book.
To me, I mean.
I know when I first started piczo I was so interested in the process.
I wondered how people made their blogs so interesting.
Got them to attract so much people.
I'm not that much better now, but I learned a key thing.
Patience.
You have to have A LOT of that on Piczo.
Thanks for taking the journey with me.
Post soon okay?
I miss your blogs!
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