-Pete's Old Journal-

[Pete Starintino]

December 31st 2003.

I some how feel me going. I have no idea what I mean. I feel like if i keep my new self up, there will be no more of me to keep up. Its weird, This sounds weird, I look weird. Weird is not the new cool, so why am I consitrating on it so much?

The above statement made no sense backwards or fowards. To me maybe but to anyone who may find this, it can be a completly diffrent language. I lied. And right now, I am as high as the clouds, and i don;t think i want to come down.

[Pete Starintino]

January 1st 2004.

Happy new year to me. I survived yet another year.

And maybe i wont be so gone this time. And my mom will stop crash dating. Also, that my dad would get his head out of his ass and notice I am A person too , oh the simple things that make me happy.

And Lindsay called me. Yes see, she called me a prick. Well, lovely.

[Pete Starintino]

January 2nd 2004.

I went back to school today and attempted to talk to Lindsay. I tried to look some what appealing, but what can you do when half the clothes you own are sweatshirts, band t-shirts, and jeans? I am sorry, but i am not going to cut my hair in in odd way, or paint my nails black for someone to notice me but i tired.


And she saw me. And she said sorry for the wonderfull phone call she left me on New Years. I shook my head yes, and walked away. I think thats the end of the Lindsay thing for a while, Honestly, I should look for a new Love intrest.

And i think i found her.


[[occ this is just to piss Lindsay off lmao]]

[Pete Starintino]

January 3rd 2004.

Well, I really do want to give up on gym class. I am in gym with a bunch of seniors. I got stuck with 7 seniors, and 3 Freshman. Who makes the classes? Are they out of thier flippen minds? I can get killed walking down the street, let alone playing kick ball with people who weigh more then i ever will.

[Pete Starintino]

January 4th 2003.

I have no more good news.

None at all.

I wish i did.

I hate sounding all depressed/ But my cousin just died. And i wasent sober enough to take it seriously. I came home to my mom and aunt nearly fallen apart on the floor. Crying telling me my cousin died. And i just looked at them and laughed. I said. "No he can't be.. shut up." And my aunt just started crying more. I walked away.

How dare i be so fu**ing high i laugh at a death. At this moment i want to beat myself up. But I wont be depressed i wont become to new thing, "Emo". I have just had my wake up, and i wont need another one.

[Pete Starintino]

Febuary 5th 2004.

I am not mad anymore. I suddenly let go of the death. He died, and i gave up on asking for him back.

I found someone new. Her name is Adrianna Mollon. I never thought in a million years i would like someone else other then Lindsay. No matter how odd stalkersih that sounds, i just didint think it would happen. She is honestly amazing. She is beautifull, she likes music. She is basiclly... just Adrianna.

I met her during study hall. I meet a lot of people there if you havent noticed... yeah. She was sitting across from me, and she just said hi.

So yes.. I am happy at the moment (-:

[x---Lindsay---> ♥]

Response to the post that was supposed to piss me off but failed to::

<sup>heh- pissing me off? I dont think you should go there. what you did yesterday after you promised you wouldnt sent me over the edge alredi =)

and that entry did not piss me off. nope. just something minor compared to...gar! im warning you, watch your back when in NY. =)

The end.</sup>

[Pete Starintino]

ha ha

you will never find me in New york dear dear Shannon

and i am sorry for what i did yesturday )-:

and for doing the same thing today after you told me not to lol

[x---Lindsay---> ♥]

Please stop!! pleaseee! im freakin begging you to stop!

[Pete Starintino]

April 19th, 2004.

Well, I ignored you for a while. And i do need to say, I really don;t need you, you know? Not meaning to sound mean. But I just gave up on it.

Anyway, I have some strange addictions going on. With real things, and mentaly. Like pot. Pot and Alchol have become my new best friends. But i am still smart, some how I feel much better with the situations I have been given. Im not depressed anymore, Im not mad at something that dosnt exsits. I must say, there is no longer "A dark day" a head of me, well that the way it seems.

I am also back with Lindsay. And I am also glad to say, I think it is going to stay that way for a little. Not Long. Are relationship resitutes of going out, her using a fake ID us getting wasted, and not remembering a thing in the morning. I must say, It is distructive for now, I just don't have the heart to say "Yes Lindsay, me and ou are drunks, Ill see you in the next life."

Well, latter.