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Well, hello Tumblr.

Sun, 22 Jul 2012 10:07:09 -0400

Haven’t seen you in a while.
Why?

Because you’ve changed.
And I guess, I have to.
But all differences aside, I need you right now.

You see, I’m on a vacation. I’m in Pennsylvania. I’m visiting my sister, who I think is one of the most beautiful person in the world. She paid for it to be possible for me to be here. On top of that, the other beautiful person, my mother, paid for some special services so I won’t have to get lost in the airport. Anyways, that’s not the point. The point is, I need to make this trip worth every dollar and every hour that I spent on that headache-causing plane.

I usually make videos and stuff, and thought that would be effective, but I’m still a bit shy to film in a public. I’ll tell you about how shyness got the best of me and how much I regret it. I’ll also tell you more about people staring at me in another post, but for now, we’ll take it slowly and just ease you into everything.

Everything is going by so quickly and I feel like there’s only enough time to live in the moment, but not talk about it. Not write it down. Not record it. Not photograph it.
It’s difficult.

But here’s my feeble attempt to do just that.

Hello, Tumblr. I’m back.

I've Murdered a Thousand

Fri, 20 Apr 2012 06:25:31 -0400

I’ve murdered a thousand
with the weapon I hold
I killed them in seconds,
the young and the old
I look at the bodies,
so dead, cold, and still
The stench fills my nostrils,
the stench of my kill
I just watch the others,
the ones that made it out
Just yelling and screaming
all their hearts out
Oh, what have I done?
Did they deserve to live?
“Of course!” I yell aloud,
Each one of them did.
I open the cabinet,
put my weapon away
I’ver murdered a thousand
with a can of ant spray

- Haezel Mae Macaoay

I haven't been on Tumblr

Fri, 20 Apr 2012 06:20:35 -0400

But I am here now…

So…

Hello :)

tiannasdfghjkl: tyleroakley: christelynjoy: The Art of...

Sun, 08 Apr 2012 06:51:15 -0400

tiannasdfghjkl:

tyleroakley:

christelynjoy:

The Art of Rue-ing (by Marc Marcos)

How to:

Find a sleeping victim

Arrange an array of flowers around said victim

Perform the Hunger Games salute

Take pictures

Happy Hunger Games

I now have purpose in life.

Its.. Marc o.o ..where’s Haezel.. how does this have so many notes!? Did he like.. move to the states?

Tianna o.o Dude, I’m here. Dude, it’s Marc Marcos. HAHAHAHAHAHAH!
And yes, he’s still on Guam xD I saw him at the premier of Hunger Games. He dressed up as Cinna :3

Fight for me.

Fri, 06 Apr 2012 09:42:00 -0400

kbabylopez:

I want you to beg me to stay and tell me how horrible you’re doing without me. Show me you need me and want me in your life. That you’ll do anything to make me stay. Show me that I’m the only girl for you, and no other girl compares. Chase after me. Don’t let me give up, show me I’m making a big mistake by leaving. Show me how important I am to you. Don’t just let me walk way…

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pockymonstah: Fill an ice cube tray with melted chocolate, add...

Tue, 03 Apr 2012 06:26:47 -0400

pockymonstah:

Fill an ice cube tray with melted chocolate, add berries. Freeze. Yum.

Genius.

I guess I can see how this goes for Peeta… But I totally...

Sun, 25 Mar 2012 08:02:25 -0400

I guess I can see how this goes for Peeta… But I totally know this goes for the Avox girl xD

did-you-kno: The world’s worst war criminal Joseph Kony is the...

Tue, 06 Mar 2012 07:01:38 -0500

did-you-kno:

The world’s worst war criminal

Joseph Kony is the worst living criminal. He abducts children and hands them guns to kill other people, even their parents. He uses the girls as sex slaves. The children he abducted are called the Lord’s Resistance Army, also known as, The LRA. He has abducted over 30,000 children and uses them as kid soldiers in Central Africa. He remains at large because he is practically invisible to the whole world. That’s why we’re making him famous. Let us make him famous to stop his crimes.

# Everyone who watches this documentary please try and share it.

Thanks

Fidel

I want to hear "I got plans. Go get ready." Not no "Up to you" or "Idk".

Sat, 25 Feb 2012 18:40:36 -0500

tiannasdfghjkl:

lzbthtaylor:

s2alison:

forever reblog until this happens lol

^

“Idk, up to you” actually -______-

MHMM.

kimluvzcats: me: have you read the hunger games? jacob: no, I thought hunger games were games they...

Sat, 25 Feb 2012 18:31:23 -0500

kimluvzcats:

me: have you read the hunger games?

jacob: no, I thought hunger games were games they played in africa or something

LOL.MATTHEW. THIS IS YOUR FACE! OMGOGMOGMOGM.

Sat, 25 Feb 2012 18:27:21 -0500

LOL.
MATTHEW. THIS IS YOUR FACE!
OMGOGMOGMOGM.

Finnick and Annie (THG) (x)

Sat, 25 Feb 2012 18:26:50 -0500

Finnick and Annie (THG) (x)

Decisions. Choices. Life.

Mon, 30 Jan 2012 07:55:03 -0500

I feel so jumbled up right now.
I’m confused.

I am presented with choices.
Basically, I either stay in the fire and get 10% OR get into another fire without 10%.
Either way, I will go to school and I will cry EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.

I will be miserable EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.
And do you know what I blame?
I blame everything.

First, I blame myself.
I am very self conflicted. I want the 10%, oh of course. Top 10 is a goal.
BUT, that teacher is just so bad. She doesn’t TEACH. There’s no power of drilling information into the head. She basically just reads the notes she tells us to copy down, WHILE we’re copying down, making it impossible to actually understand her ‘discussion.’

But guess what? There’s a way out.
This is where I blame admin. Specifically, Mr. Finona.
He gives me two options.
STAY. Stay and suffer. PLUS, sign a CONTRACT.
A contract basically saying “I will not fight with Ms.Heisel.”
OR, leave.
Leave and don’t get the 10%.
Leave and lose your good Algebra II class.
Leave and change your schedule to have 2 math classes.
Leave and get Mr.Mann, the other teacher everyone says you should NOT take.

Oh NO! I’m sorry. This man has the NERVE to give me a 3rd option.
Drop the fuck out and transfer to private school.
Yup.

Of course, I didn’t like any of the options given to me.
So, I tried to make my own. See a way so my life wouldn’t be so hard.
Now, Ms.Perez, our counselor, fought and fought for me.
She fought for the schedule that fit everyone’s desires.
OH NO. OH BUT FUCKING, NOOOOO!!

Mr. Finona took this OFFENSIVE.
He questions why I ‘went behind his back’ blah blah blah.
‘If she really wanted to get out of that class, she’d take this option.”
…Are you trying to HELP us or KILL us?

YOU. ARE. POWER. TRIPPIN.

But you see, it’s not over.
I CAN get the schedule I want.
It takes a simple phone call. A simple meeting with the head.
The boss.
The MAN.
The principal.

But the thing is, even the option I am providing for myself is…difficult.
I am take TWO DAMN MATH CLASSES.
Yes, it’s okay. I can handle it. I have one on a 123 and the other on a 456.
There’s BALANCE.
But the way I’m working around my options is to have BOTH on the SAME day.
Which, I don’t think I can handle. I don’t think I can manage.
I’d really have to work my butt off.
But honestly, is that…worth it? Is it worth not having Ms.Hellsel?

Sometimes, I think..Yes. Yes it is. Ms.Heisel is unbearable.
Sometimes I think…No. No it’s not. Math is already a lot of work.
I’d say math classes have the most work.
And two of that? In one day? Can someone say STRESS?

Ultimate issue.
Happiness. Morals. Rights.
OR
Suffer. Goals. Bow down.

I can be happy. I can be rid of her class. I can be rid of HER.
But, I’ll lose the 10%. I’ll lose the top 10.
In the end, I will have shown I have stood up for myself.
I will have shown this power trippin’ man can’t get in my way.
I will have shown so much more than I think I will.

I can suffer. I can be sad. I can be miserable. I can cry EVERY SINGLE DAY.
But I would get the 10%. My chance of top 10 increases.
But I will have to bow down. Give in. Lose.
Overall, I will just look like a stubborn whiney student who can’t handle obstacles. Who can’t suck it up. Who fought and did all THIS for NOTHING.

Either way, I’ll gain some type of happiness.
Yet, I’ll lose some type of happiness.

What do you do?
What do I do?