Alright...How about my fucking ass just got brutally BEATEN. Not just smacked around a little bit, I'm talking about pounded into the ground. And who would have guessed...? I'm such a sweet, innocent young girl who would WANT to even push me around?

I guess United Cheerleading did...

It was most definately one of the most intimidating experiences of my life. These girls have been cheering, stunting, competing for way longer than I have. I haven't even cheered for like a year. And anyways, the shit we did was just crowd pleasers and dances. We stunted; basket tosses, Libs, and scorpians (obviously we did halfs and extensions) but um COLLEGIATE STUNTS? No...

I can't even base that stuff. I was mortified they even wanted me to! I had to! What was I supposed to say no? Yeah how would this sound, "Yeah I want to be on the team, but I'm not gonna do this this and this...ok?!"

Yeah they will tell me to go fuck myself and leave. So I tried but I honestly, psyhically cannot. I wanted to cry my back was in such pain. I need like a gallon of biofreeze and some electros before I go every time! Anyways I'm not gonna be a base and that's that. Whether they kick me off the team or not.

But I'm a cheerleader, wait wait hold on, a COLLEGE cheerleader! That sounds so much better than a high school cheerleader. I can't wait to cheer at the games. And Alex was so cute and so supportive! He left me a message when I was in the cheer gym and he was like "I wanna hear about your super cheer, but I already know that you rocked the house" And then he asked when my first game was going to be...he's great.
How sweet...I'm gonna call him back and say goodnight soon. I miss him so much, and our texting today was sooo adorable. I love my little Navy Boyfriend!!

Ok so the most boring, unnecessary, gayest, fucking class starts in like 8 hours. I'm gonna go brain dead...but I won't leave early this time! I'm going to stay, participate, listen, STUDY!
Uhhh...yeah? How bout not on that one. I can't even WALK...maybe I should skip and say I was physically ill!? Nah...I gotta go. This class is only once a week and if I miss it, I'll be so behind.

Well...looking forward to the weekend for sure. I'll be glad when it's Friday night and I can fall asleep next to Alex. Do I sound like I love him? I mean if one was to read as far back as I started writing about him, would somebody say, "Oh yeah she's definatly in love with him". It's been such a short time but...I don't think love can be measured by time. Love at first sight? (I don't know about that one)

Here is a stupid point to ponder:

"It is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all"
Ok...so it sounds nice, but philosophically speaking...it's bull shit. According to a philiosopher and his ethics, the way to judge the validity is to take a vote. Sounds silly but really, you ask the person one side of the claim and then the other(I think that's right...I might be fucking this up though). But nobody can love and lose, as well as never love. So the people who have never loved, don't really know what they are missing, and the people who love and lose can't make a comparision.(that part was right...you can quote me on it)

So you see it sound pretty and poetic...but it's garbage

Aright now I'm starting to talk out of my ass...GOOD NIGHT