ChemicalJoe27's blog

ahhh, the ability to do what i want is beautimaful! the ability to stop caring 100% is great! i talk to who i want, and know what i want. I may subconsciously be just ignoring all my problems, or hiding my manic depressiveness from myself, but who cares! ill let it hit me all at once! if i had to pick a song to describe how im acting if im not clear enough, it would be the Uno, Dos, and Tres album that Green Day released. Partying, running around, and just doing life right! It feels so great! acting on impulse! had my shit packed up and planing a trip to New York to wanting to go to Europe in seconds! Life is finally fast enough to not bore me to tears. i love it! the pills help, but i think there whats making me act on pure impulse! dont worry, im not going out breaking the law, im just living it up! wanting to go do things, see things, do something!!! I LOVE IT!

well, yea, the title says it all. Im 16 and still watch WWE. It is a love i have, it means something to me, and its fun. so yea, im a child at heart.

Great, the one time I want their to be school. so I can turn in my paper work that lets me donate blood in, its canceled! And I can clearly see the roads and the grass in my lawn, I see no reason for such thing! and when I go in, would it be wrong of me to go in singing Blood? lol. One more reason to love MCR and all it gives me!

GOD DAM IT ITS STARTING AGAIN! Friends up and out of nowhere fucking leaving me, people saying i use my sexuality as an excuse to get away with shit, not being trusted! SON OF A BITCH! I fucking quit! ive had it, no more letting people close to me to let them down, no more talking to people about something personal, no more trying to not let people down! THEY CAN GO FUCK THEMSELVES! I quit! No more trying in school, no more talking to "friends" no more trying to explain myself, no more caring, I FUCKING QUIT! No ones out to get me, but yet they still say every dam thing i do is wrong. FOR. THE. HUNDREDTH. FUCKING. TIME. I. QUIT!

GOD DAM IT ITS STARTING AGAIN! Friends up and out of nowhere fucking leaving me, people saying i use my sexuality as an excuse to get away with shit, not being trusted! SON OF A BITCH! I fucking quit! ive had it, no more letting people close to me to let them down, no more talking to people about something personal, no more trying to not let people down! THEY CAN GO FUCK THEMSELVES! I quit! No more trying in school, no more talking to "friends" no more trying to explain myself, no more caring, I FUCKING QUIT! No ones out to get me, but yet they still say every dam thing i do is wrong. FOR. THE. HUNDREDTH. FUCKING. TIME. I. QUIT!

wow, just realized that im on here every day, and i don't even think about it. I don't really post every day. It just helps to look through and see whats up with you guys. It helps knowing that their are good people on here and that pretty much everyone here is here for each other and cares. It makes my days a lot easier when i start my first class with pulling this site up and just scrolling through. And I thank you guys for it! Granted there are moments where i forget to do it for a couple of days, but it just makes it better when i do get back on. Keep on living well everyone, and just spread the happiness!

SON OF A BITHCH!!!! GAHHHHH! wait, lets back up. My poems. Every single one that is on my blog, yea, I printed them and gave them to a teacher. She read them through and saw them as "Disturbing" and she than gave them to a principle. The principle then in turns gives them to my mom. Mom reads said poems. Takes them to a shrink and this is the words that a shrink who's seen quite a bit who was scared after reading them use to describe them: Homicidal, Suicidal, Manic, Depressed, and (Personal favorite) Safety risk. (Worded some fancy PHD way of obviously) And than they say to take me to a hospital to have me evaluated. WHAT A FUCKING WASTE! IM BI-FUCKING-POLAR! I wrote the poems when I was feeling down so I could get it to go away quicker, I don't feel that way all the time, And their exaggerated to the fifth fucking thousand level.

i have no clue what the fuck im talking about. i took my A.D.H.D. meds and i think their a bit expired. I kinda refused to take them for a year, but my Doc. said it was safe to start back up, witch i needed to to drive. AND NOW IM A FARIY! WOOOoOooo!!!!!!! February is officially the third best month! It goes: October bc o halloween, December bc we get snow! and my birthdays a small plus, And now February bc its just been fucking awesome!

ok, so on February first,(that day was a Friday for me) I woke up to school being canceled when I had a shit load of stuff to do and none of it done. Than my mom asked me if I thought I was ready to take my permit test, and I happily responded yes, so she told me I could go take that day after she went and got her license re-newed. I took the test and its 40 questions long, and set up to where you can miss ten questions and pass with a 75% and pass, but if you miss eleven, you fail it, well, I passed it with a 75% and guessed the last question (All the ones I missed where the ones like what's the minimum tire tread depth and shit -.-) so I got my permit, and than, my parents where about to go to Cleveland to get some chickens for my sister, and decided to take me to the Rock and Roll hall of fame. The day was so awesome that I had to ask a girl out hoping for a no just so I know that the day wasn't some fucked up dream.

FINALY! no more playing with the equlizer on itunes whle listnening to techno, i finaly got my own lap top, getiting an actual music progrom, and a synestizer from my friend! I can finaly start working to become the next Daft Punk or DeadMau5. Skrillex sucks, so im already better than him with just an EQ. just happy enough to share this with the world!