Im Just Cameron. This is my Blog.

sick of circling the same road,
sick of bearing the guilt
so open the windows to cool off,
and heat pours in instead
im perfect in weakness. im only
perfect in just your strength alone
all my efforts to clean me leave me putrid and filthy
and how can you look at me when i can't stand myself
--flyleaf

So I'm sitting in my room, it's like 9 in the morning and of course im pondering...o the dreaded ponder. I can't sleep lately. There is just something about 5:23 in the morning that wakes me up. No matter what time I go to sleep I wake up at 5:23. It sucks. Come to think of it I didn't go to bed until around 12 yesterday and I woke up at 5:23 pm. hmm something weird about that. Anyway I haven't bogged in a long time. I need to talk about a lot of stuff. I just don't know what it is. I need some1 to sit with me and just let me talk for a couple of hours. I need a shrink. Ha. That would be different. With my luck I would get their and they would tell me that I'm insane and I have to be placed in a really gross colored padded room. Like pee green. Or black. It is my favorite color but I couldn't live in a black room for the rest of my life. Wow I get off topic REALLY easy. SO. My phone is broke. Badly. it started making a really loud noise and it wouldn't stop so I took the battery out and put it back in and it just didn't turn back on. My mom is ordering my new one on Friday. It'll be good to have verizon because every1 else does. I hate centennial. I'm ready for pineywoods. I have gotten to the point where I am tired all the time. Frustrated and pissed off REALLY easy. Maybe I'm pregnant. That's impossible in more than one way. i am sick of looking back on my life al the time and thinking wow i have changed so much and its never a change for the better...i read all of my old blogs and they all say the same thing, that i have fallen and i need to get back up. it seem like a repeting thing that never stops. maybe one day it will? i want it to stop but it seems so hard. im sick of chasing a temporary high all the time. i want the real thing.

ANYWAY...I'm ready to get I'm license. I have my explorer and I want the plastic to let me drive it. I'm kind of hungry. I want to go back to sleep but I cant. I need a refresher course for life. Kind of Like reformatting. OMG, IS IT JUST ME OR WOULD THAT BE AWESOME. Maybe not, if your mistakes make you who you are then I like my mistakes. I'm going to stop writing this blog. Go get some green tea. Peace out homes.

wo...this is really short

...cameron...