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What happened to when he was different... ?

I'm not going to act like it's the end of the world or like my life is over, because it's not worth that. What happened to when he was different? All of that year and a half, I was wronging myself. I'm not insulting him in any way, but he was disrespecting me, he made me angry and made me cry too many times and it's only been a month. I reason with rarely, but so many times in a month is outragous! I yearn to know what happened to the sweet, respectful boy I knew last year. I guess I just figured out the real him... did I?
I really thought this was going to be a long-time relationship, but I was wronging myself there too. Has he caught on... ? We're over... ? My heart tells me Stay with him... But my gut says No, he'll wrong you once more. Should I listen to my heart... or should I listen to my gut? I don't know. Why can't I know? I'm sick of hearing You're too young. Because really... you're never too young.

To Fans of Michael Jackson on Fanpop (2)

Before I get started, I know I had my moments that I'd curse much before I was suspended, but I've tried my all to stop, and I have pretty much quit. And I'm very proud of myself! I've seen that I don't need to curse to speak out my opinion; that people will take me more seriously if I do without the cursing. Cursing isn't relevant, so why do it? Although, I do reason with a curse here and there, like damn orhell, but any curses like f*** now sicken me. I thought we, the fans of our beloved Michael, spread L.O.V.E - beautiful L.O.V.E, not disgusting L.O.V.E.
I would really be inspired to see less cursing, and more L.O.V.E. Just lovely words. Inspiring words. I know all of you are very beautiful and kind people, but I really think the cursing needs to stop. I see we're all human, and all humans have moments of cursing, but it's still called human to limit it. May we all take a vow to utterly limit the cursing and wrong words... ? :)

Christmas Break.

My sister... we're like blood sisters, and hopefully we'll meet when Christmas Break starts. She says she think she'll be able to come down to Virginia, but I yearn to know 110%. For a while, we've been planning on what we'll be doing this Christmas break. Like watching two Heath Ledger movies, listening to our favorite music (Michael Jackson, Lisa Marie Presley, Elvis Presley, etc.), talking about our boys ( ;) ), and more. If she does come, this'll be the greatest Christmas break to ever come. My sister, Rachel, is the greatest friend (or sister) you could ever ask for, she's the only person (other than my mother) that I can actually speak to and ask advice from, and she really cares. :)


I love you, Sister! :)

Crying is good, right... ?

He is different. He is special. He is everything. I think he is the sweetest, and I NEVER want to lose him. And I'll do anything not to! I feel so happy inside, like my heart could stop and I could still live. He gave me a note telling me to listen to "[i]Just The Way You Are[/i]" by Bruno Mars. I have never listened to this song before, nor did I hear about it from anyone, so I didn't know what to expect. When it was about a few seconds of listening to it, I was instantly in tears. He said that it reminds him of me and the way he totally feels about me.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MLseipYwWWM

I'm really lovin' "Don't Walk Away" today...

Don't walk away
See I just can't find the right thing to say
I tried but all my pain gets in the way
Tell me what I have to do so you'll stay
Should I get down on my knees and pray

Chorus 1:
And how can I stop losing you
How can I begin to say
When there's nothing left to do but walk away

I close my eyes
Just to try and see you smile one more time
But it's been so long now all I do is cry
Can't we find some love to take this away
'Cause the pain gets stronger every day

Chorus 2:
How can I begin again
How am I to understand
When there's nothing left to do but walk away

See now why
All my dreams been broken
I don't know where we're going
Everything we said and all we done now
Don't let go, I don't wanna walk away
Now why
All my dreams are broken
Don't know where we're going
Everything begins to set us free
Can't you see, I don't wanna walk away
If you go, I won't forget you girl
Can't you see that you will always be
Even though I had to let you go
There's nothing left to do
Don't walk away

You are one in a million...

Everyone should know I do not like Hannah Montana by now, but I love the song One in a Million. I love it so much because every word describes how I feel about DB. Especially Can't believe I'm so lucky. I have never been this happy. DB is everything I love in someone, he is the someone. There has been so many signs. And I actually think that Oompa-Loompa (yes, I think I spelled this wrong)'s "No." was a sign. She said "No.", so she was never with him, but if she did say "Yes.", they could still be together today, and I wouldn't be so happy and lucky. Now that I've realized this, I appreciate her (I guess).

EVERY WORD describes how I feel about DB.

1909

http://www.fanpop.com/spots/1909

19: The first two numbers of the year Michael Jackson was born.

09: The last two numbers of the year Michael Jackson slipped away.

DLB + ANV

❤ ❤
I come from a small town, he said he came from the city. Some say it's weird, some say it's totally perfect. My favorite word is lovely, his favorite word is awesome. I love how he says "either", "another", and "other". But especially how he says my name. A genie gave me three wishes, but there was only one I needed. I love his eyes, his smile - everything about him. 

We might not have kissed yet, but we're still real. When we had our first "up & down", I still loved him as much as I always have. I believe I could never be good enough for him, because it's just the way I feel.

School is one of the best things that ever happened to me; I met him in school.

I loved having Mrs. Dunn as my homeroom teacher; he had Mrs. Dunn as a homeroom teacher.

I loved having an assigned seat in lunch last year; his assigned seat was across from me.

I loved where I sat in math class last year; he sat beside me.

I loved coming to homeroom class in the morning; he always said "Hi" to me.

There was only one reason I loved the end of seventh grade; he hugged me for the first time.

I met him in 2009; I've loved him since 2009.

I wish he never met that girl who I call an Oompa-Loompa. She is out of her mind to say "No." He's sweet, hilarious, caring, & very gorgeous at that. How can a guy get any better than that? Soon she'll realize her mistake, & I'ma laugh in her face & say, "TOO LATE!"

Even if he lived a thousand miles away; I'd want to walk that far to see him.

He takes up a whole lot of my heart and always will.

I could not go on if I couldn't see his face.

I love him, & I have this writing to prove it. He loves me, & I have a ring on a necklace chain to prove it.

I have him with me...

I have it all. :)

Are teachers ever this joking?

So I've spoken a word or two of my science teacher before, but today was insane! I didn't greet her, because I was still just a little upset about yesterday.. and so she jokingly ignore me and acted disgusted at me. I went around to sharpen my pencil and she kept speaking about DB and I, saying that we just stopped right in front of her and hugged and that I would speak to him and not her. When she was sitting at her desk, on her desktop, she said that I would need her first before I would ever need him. Today was just the most different. Dang! I forgot to ask him if the teacher commented on us today like she did with me..

To the fans of Michael Jackson on Fanpop.com.

Special is a... well, special word. Special is meaning important, extraordinary. I find it very much beautiful how most of you treat each other, and almost just as much as Michael, you inspire me with that love. Most of you all treat each other with so much love and seem always there when the other needs a shoulder to cry on (even if you don't meet in life outside). What makes it beautiful on this very spot is that love, and I can't explain how lovely it is to be apart of it. We've had our ups and downs here, just like regular family. Especially me! But Michael... his beautiful presence made us into a second family, this is like a second family to me and hopefully to more fans as well.
Now as I've pointed out, most of you treat each other so beautifully, and that's how Michael always adored it. When I look onto a photo of Michael, and see some comments; of course, I'm going to at least skim through them. And certain comments do tear me up a bit, because it's so filled with love. If Michael read these words, I know he would do the very same action.
Same with the words said about Michael here, you say he's an amazing inspiration, a great king, an uplifting humanatarian. It's all true. It's beautiful what's written.
You all are special on here, and I never wanted to leave on that time period. There was something said about me, something that sort of hurt - they were glad I left. I won't say names though, but I just didn't get it. Did I really do something wrong? Even though that hurt, I still wanted to stay, because those words make me happy and inspired.

I don't want anything to change here, except for increasing with the love (if that's possible. Haha.) Though there really is one thing that I find needs more work, and that is more respect for Lisa. I'm not exactly asking for "Lisa Love", but just respect. I don't want to see anything terrible about her, because you know I do defend her. But I know none of you mean any harm, and I love you for that.

Teacher doesn't like those hugs... ?

I find this much hilarious! I have spoken that the boy and I hug when we leave each other for our next class periods, am I right? After gym period, we walked the short, little way to those classes, and his locker is first, so he gave me a hug (which we both know we want long hugs.), and my homeroom, science teacher was literally right behind us when we hugged, and what came from her mouth was, "Uh-huh. No. No." I like my teacher, and I respect her completely, but what my voice reflexes wanted to respond was, "Mm-hm. Yes. Yes." I realize school rules are there for a reason, but what's with the "no-touching"? All it is is a simple, harmless hug - there's nothing wrong or inappropriate about it. Not one thing! But I still feel the same way for my teacher as I have when I first met her. She's very kind and funny, and she quite understands.

Elvis is not my second favorite artist anymore...

Elvis.. wow, I really don't know where he is on my favorites list anymore. Elvis is still in my tops, but I have no idea where he's included at. I haven't really been listening to him as much as I was. But Michael... I've always loved his music and I will forevermore. Now I still see Elvis as The King - now I haven't changed my mind on that opinion I've always had and I don't believe Michael's superior to Elvis, but I just love Michael more. I wish I would've seen this sooner. And I will not lie or be biased, Michael's music is more interesting and unique and lovely. Elvis wasn't a song-writer but Michael was, so Michael completely, no contest, has that over Elvis. I don't really see anything wrong with Elvis not writing his own songs, but I don't find that reason for Michael to be The King over Elvis. I accept opinions on this, and apparantly more persons see Michael as The King than persons who think Elvis is. My honest opinion is that I know Elvis had the title much far before Michael ever started creating pop music, even received his title as The King of Pop. And all fans of Michael say Justin Bieber, the new teen sensation, is not able to steal Michael's title - so I say my obvious line, Then how is Michael supposed to receive Elvis's title? I say if Justin can't take Michael's title, Michael cannot supposively take Elvis's title. But hey, I've already stated, I accept all opinions and I completely understand. Michael is a great king, and I will admit that I think they are both the Kings of Music. BOTH.

My hand in his.

Have you ever held the feeling in the center of your heart that you couldn't be happier? Well I have, and it's the first time I've held this happiness. Yesterday evening, the boy I've been speaking of asked if we could might hold hands at lunch the next day. I felt so good being asked this, and I immediately answered Sure! When he spoke to me at lunch, "Hold my hand..", instantly I felt butterflies in the pit of my stomach. And I felt sweat; I have no idea who's hand it was. I said it was mine, but then he laughed and replied that it was his hand. Unfortunately, he had to leave for his next class period, but he gave me an amazing hug and told me he loved me which overcame that. But I still wished we could have stayed near each other longer. Much longer. I really believe he's the reason for my happiness!