WHAT SUCKS

Do you know what sucks? Having mysterygirl's parents not like me. Well actually her dad kinda does, but her mom has a weird feeling about me. Grr, its so frustrating, cause I try really hard to make her like me... and than she say's she thinks I'm weird because I don't talk to her that much. I'm not good at small talk! So they don't want me to sleepover for a couple of days until they have enough sleep because the first and only sleepover I had at her house I was loud and woke up really early. They might give me a second chance- or so mystery girl says...
~seaspot~

GEL NAILS

I have recently found a great thing for your nails called gel. Im not exactly sure if it is a new thing or not but I'm in love with it. You know how regular nail polish chips and goes away? Well, gel nails dont! Its not a fake nail, its more like a different kind of paint to put on your nails- well except for the fact that its not paint. They used this thing with a weird type of light in it for you to put your hands in to make it last for 3-4weeks. The only way they really can chip is if you deliberately try to pick it of. I think they are amazing and that you should try it out!

PAIN

I heard once that there is a simple method to not having pain in your life and that is not caring and giving up. Is it so easy not to care though? Is it even possible just not to care? Yesterday I saw a TV show and it was showing a womens trial. She had killed her TWO husbands and tried to kill her DAUGHTER! She also decided to frame her daughters for killing her husbands ( she had one-killed- than got another and killed.) because she didnt want to get in trouble. The daughters were sobbing and couldnt believe that there mother would do something like that to them and the one that had almost died was practicully in shock. Through out the trial the mother showed no emotion at all, and not like she was in shock and crying inside. She showed as much emotion as you would ordering a happy meal at mcdonalds. Anyway when the trial was over the daughter came to a stand to say her last goodbyes to her mother with a beautiful speech. It said how her mom was her best friend and she couldnt believe she would do this to her. She said how she hated her mother for killing her father and trying to kill her and then framing her and how she could never be forgiven, and also how she still loved her to. How she was confused about that because she wanted to hate her, but just couldnt. Then she broke down crying, all while her mother just didnt give a shit. The mother just was like whatever and then went to jail.... what I'm wondering is how can someone in her situation not feel any pain at all. Whether its towards guilt, or going to jail, or to her daughters. My mom always tells me that a mother's love is unconditional- but is that true? The mother still wouldnt admit to what she had done in an interview later on and in it she still looked like it didnt matter at all.

SUMMER TO-DO LIST

*go to the gym
*finnish the reading list (being tested on the books first week of school)
*make plans with friends
*clean my room (my moms been asking me for a while)
*get a hair cut so I dont have split ends from usng the flat iron

RELIGION

Where did religion come from? Was it made up by some people that just decided that they needed something to believe in so that they wouldnt face there fears or was that certain religion just made by "god" and it all exsists? Well, I'm one of the few people who are athiest and have often wondered what makes someone pick there religion and completely believe it. Why is it that some people are jewish or christian or whatever? Most dont even choose it, they are raised that way.
Well, first off I would like to tell you my personal experience with religion. My mom was raised a jewish girl- going to hebrew school three times a week and temple too. My dad was raised a catholic boy- not heavily, but just celebrating christmas and stuff and going to confession sometimes. When they met they decided to raise there kids christian. So thats exactly what happened with me and my siblings. We went to church every sunday and than sunday school and we were told the ways of christianity. When I was in third grade my parents got a divorce and me, my mom, and my siblings left Connecticut and moved to Arizona a year later. My dad stayed home to live with his girlfriend in New York where he still remains. So anyway, one of my moms dearest childhood best friends lived in Arizona to and she was a born again christian, so she heavily pushed things on us. We continued to go to church on sunday. A year after we moved my mom realized that my intuition about her friend was true about how she didnt like me when she called me a liar and than my mom one about a completely different matter. My mom began going to church less and less often, but continued to take me because I wanted to go. One day I decided to ask her why she wasnt going anymore and she began to cry telling me how she just couldnt believe it. You see, in the christian religion it states that if you havent excepted jesus as your savior than you would be damned to hell. I asked my mom what was so bad about that because I was still to young to understand. She said well my family is jewish and I cannot believe that they are all in hell. (most people in her family were dead including her parents.) She opened my eyes to a world where god wasnt a good person, where he damned completely nice people to hell just for not believing. I couldnt believe in someone like that and he became less and less real to me.
So now that you know my story, you know where I'm coming from when I ask why so many people believe in something that may or may not be true. Put this into perspective- what if when you die, you find out that you were wrong....
~seaspotgirl~