My Life as of Today

My life hasn't really gone the way I wanted too. April has been a month to remenber. It snow during spring break, and my car broke. Oh yeah and the little fact that I reunited my love affair with having my heartbroken. I relized that I liked the guy that for the past year has made my life a living hell after a dream that will now never come true. And then I watched him ask another girl to prom and bascialy rub my face in it. I was publicly humilated by my dick, jackass, shit thrower, Jewbaca of a lit teacher. BTW I did nothing to desever it. I was rejected for no good reason to the one class I have wanted to be in since Freshmen year. But yet one of the most hated people that go to school was accepted and will cause nothing but drama. Oh yeah then there is the little fact that as of last night I decied that I was going for another unreachable guy. One of my best guy friends and oh yeah my friend's boyfriend. So I am now breaking every girl code law to like the max! And I was a total sult and fliriting with him like he was freaking Zac Efron! But then agian he was doing it back. I almost frigging jumped when he was hiing in the pitch black bathroom after playing a joke on me. The thing is i know that he really likes her and she really likes him. But then agian he was hiding in the bathroom waiting for me. All I know that if May is not better than April I'm going to bording school!

We will mourn March 2nd but will miss March 1st.

On March 2nd between 2:45 and 4 pm Josh Whimer shot himself in the head instently killing him and changing our lives forever. He was a friend, a son, a student, a person. No one saw signs and nobody saw it coming. It hit us who know him like the hyrogen bomb. We would have never thought that he would do something like this. He was happy, he was loving, he was Josh. It also hit the jounoir class of Lakeland high school and made them open theirs eyes. We are not industrucable, we can not stop things just be wanting to , and that we are not grown ups. It opened our eyes to the real world, the grown up world, and a sad world. We relized that after this day Josh wouldn't be around. He would be at prom, graduation, or anything else that may come. When we throw our hats in the air there will be one missing, we will be one dilpoma short, and when we toast the class of 2010 at prom there will be one class short. We may mourn March 2nd but we will miss March 1st. We love you Josh
R.I.P.

The 1st Post: The real me

My name is Brittany Jeannette Barron. Its not B, its not Britt. It is Brittany. Most people know me as a bitch, a brianic, or a freak. And the thing is I am all of those. But the thing is people don't need to tell me that to my face or call me that behind my back. Growing up we are told to be indiviual, to be ourself, but into todays world how is that possible? We are forced to comform to what people want us to be. Wither it be a "Muke" or a "Mid-drift". Everywhere around us there are things that tell us whoever we are is wrong and to change it. And thing that gets me most are people who belive that this bad and try and think out of the box and end up being the most close minded. We all have views and opinons and we all have the right to express it, but we don't have the right to force it upon other people then judge them when they don't accpect it like they you too. We are who we are and nothing can change it.