Mobile Blogging

set up my mobile blogging again...

hoping it'll help me post more fequently...

probably won't... *sigh*

darn my empty head!

Because I'm Bored...

I am: Haley. (Duh.)

I think: wayyy too much.

I know: alot more than you think.

I have: an awesome phone! :D

I hate: people who lie.

I wish: I could hurry up and get out of here.

I miss: short hair.

I fear: needles.

I feel: tired.

I hear: static from my phone.

I smell: brocolli and cheese. (Soo yummy!)

I crave: cookie dough.

I search: the kitchen, for food.

I wonder: if it's gonna work out.

I regret: coming here.

I love: food, music, new clothes, my phone.

I am not: "one of them."

I believe: in myself.

I dance: when I hear a good song, when I'm happy, or when I'm in my room.

I sing: all the time.

I cry: very rarely.

I don't always: fit in.

I fight:.

I write: very rarely.

I win: at LIFE.

I lose: my sense of reality.

I never: forget.

I always: speak my mind.

I confuse: you.

I listen: to my Zune. Constantly.

I can usually be found: sleeping, eating, texting, on the internet, or watching TV.

I am scared: of needles, dying, the things in the dark, the monster who hides behind my shower curtain, Scream, and The Strangers.

I need: a haircut, to re-paint my nails, to curl my hair for tomorrow, to get off thw freakin' internet, to do some schoolwork, to get un-sick. (Bleh.)

I am happy: about life. :)

I imagine: everyone thinks I'm a bad person. (I'm not. Really.)

My Happiness Will Come Back

I have a million diaries/journals but I can never write in them on a daily basis. "I bore myself to death." I write in them (maybe) once a month. Sometimes less. I hadn't written anything this year; until this morning. I was so angry. At myself, and everyone else. So i finally just decided to write about it. I filled two whole pages with my feelings. Took me about 30 minutes or so. After, I felt so much better. I thought to myself, "I will be happy. I WILL! My happiness will come back."

I ripped both pages out of the notebook, folded them into a little square, and wrote "Help me" on the front. I will probably put them in my box of notes I have. Or, I might burn them. I haven't decided yet.

I wrote two haikus after I finished my geometry work.

Writing makes me happy. For once. Maybe everything will go back to normal. Hopefully. The pain is still there. Some of it, anyway. I suppose it will subside over time. They say, time heals all wounds.

~She waits in silence.

~She's afriad of rejection.

~Her name is Haley.

"The Perfect Dress"

Before you make any assumptions about this blog: No. I am NOT getting married. (Yet.) And, No. I am NOT going to any formal occasion (prom, dance, or whatever) {Yet. I don't know if I ever will either. I might if I got asked. Maybe. I dunno. I don't really like dancing. I prefer to dance by myself in my room where noo one can watch. Because I probably look like an idiot when I dance. But, I like dancing. (alone.) It relieves stress and makes me feel happy.}

Anyway... Moving on now...

I thought I would post a picture of a dress I would wear to prom. (If I ever go.)

Here it is. =]




I think it's beautiful. =] And it's black, which makes it even more awesome.

Anyway. Yay random posts!

Peace, love, and coffee.

"If the dress fits, wear it."

New Year, New Blog

Yay blog! This year I am going to try my best to keep this blog updated with good happy thoughts and not make it all sad and boring. Last year I kinda neglected my blog and such. It had very sad, depressing posts. I'll try to do better this year. Promise.

Peace, Love, and Coffee! <3