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Name: Xavier
Country: United States
State: Wisconsin
Metro: Fond du Lac
Birthday: 4/28/1992
Gender: Male


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Monday, May 12, 2008

i need a hug

I need a hug.

A big hug.

That means something.

From someone.

I can't live my live. I'm this horrible horrible bipolar person. I honestly think when I'm older that I will get this disorder. It's horrible. Someone please pray for me.

I keep thinking I'm horrible person. I can't write anymore. I can't function great thoughts anymore. I can't get inspired anymore. I can't love anymore. Everything is going downhill. I don't do anything right. I have the biggest dreams but I never work towards. I can't always stay depressed. Some days I actually want to, but it has to be happy. I don't know the point of anything anymore. I don't know my life anymore...

I really just want to be happy.

I need someone to talk to.


Sunday, April 20, 2008

it's life - part 2

It's okay. It's how you grow up.

So today was fine. Well, somewhat. I did a major job on packing my life away. We sold some furniture and I packed a bunch in boxes. It was good but my room that I'm in right now feels so naked. And I'm on a stool. Not a comfertable chair, help! I put it all in the box thinking I'm going to deal with this all later when I move into my new apartment. I drove past the apartments today. They look fun and okay but I'm just not ready yet. It's not really going to hit me until the day we move into the house. The sad thing? The last night I sleep in that house is the day of my birthday. Sad, yes? I've been in that house 16 years from that day. So, it's hard. I'm not going to cry and think serious about it until we move out.

We also gave my cat away to my friend Jessica today. The cat was with me for the longest time. Out of all the pets, we didn't have to put her to sleep and we had no problems with her. She wanted to always be alone but she loved attention. Weird? She's in a good home now and will get a good life. She has more pets, another cat, more space, and more love. I hope she gets through it fine. When we took her in the kennel, it was hard. My dad said bye. And so on the car ride with her over in the car, I watched her meow a lot and wondering about the outside world because she's never been outside. It was hard then to let her out of the cage. But hopefully she's okay. She'll be fine. I know it.

I went to a party tonight. It was great fun. The beginning was more of me just sitting around the couch with some people talking, eating food, talking. Later was dancing and playing random games. I miss the people I used to hang with. I'm so glad I reunited with some people. I loved opening up. I really just need to come out of my shell.

Lately, I've been thinking about a certain person. And I shouldn't. But yet, I want to. Honestly, from my view, I think they view me as a underrated, sad, annoying, but yet fun human being based from my blogs, convos, and texts. I don't know. I just could say I have a crush. But how would it work? Honestly, if I could do a relationship over the other part of the United States, I could do it. If you can get to know someone so much over years and then finally meet them, you're going to hook. They're astonishing though. We have same views. And it's the type I'm looking for. But I'm kind of feeling that I come off as annoying. And I don't. I'm not, well from what people have told me. But I always second guess myself. I really wish that the person could just bring it up about this subject [the whole crush, and such...]. But then I'd deny it. I don't know. I think I'm over analyzing this.

I want to live with the energy from a 8 hour sleep session, have someone who cares, want some success, good grades, and to finally be happy.

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Dear Mr. President
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Saturday, April 19, 2008

a poem i wrote in the 7th grade

It's something I wrote in the 7th grade.

I'm sick of staring at you in the corner of my eye.

I'm sick of hearing your voice wherever you are.

I'm sick of having a crush so majorly on you.

I'm sick of your acts for when you want attention.

I'm sick of seeing you trying to act like my friend.

I'm sick of wanting you.

I'm sick of how you've used me even though it wasn't much.

I'm sick of all this crap including you.

I'm sick of everything involving you.

But yet, I still want you.

 

 

Holy crap, I like that. I wasn't even in love or in a relationship in middle school.

Comment it?

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Wednesday, April 16, 2008

it's life - part 1

I'm an underachiever. And it hurts.

I've reazlied that I need everything perfect so I can move on. And for me, it's all or nothing. Either get it all done or nothing. And I can't stand it. I've realized that I'm a complete perfectionist. And it's horrible.

I hate going through these teen years. The deals with relationships, finding who you are, friends, family. I honestly can say my life is messed. Some people say that just because they may just have a bad day. Well honestly I believe I have a messed living. I can't go through a day without a problem.

I want to be happy again. Truly to the point where I don't have to care anymore because I know I'll be happy. I want to find someone to make me happy. I want to make peace with people. I want to do good in school. I want to go to college for something that I can stick with my life. I want to adopt kids. I want to find me.

Truly, I want to open myself up. Be me. I could let just all my secrets out and won't care what people think. I just want to be happy.

If you've read this far, I respect you and thank you. I don't care who you are - if i've never talked to you or if I talk to you daily, tell me what you think. I would help me so much.

- xavier.


Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Lover Alone Without Love

So, it came to this. My house finally sold. And yeah, I'm fine with it. But this is the only house I've ever lived in. Well, except for my mom's but I don't consider that home. I remember the times. The times where we got the whole street to help paint the house purple. I was mad because I wanted it to be red - my old favorite color. I remember the day my sister pulled that hula hoop up to the tree. We never got it down. I remember always trying to kick the tree three times in the air. It was always a game with my friends. I remember the games my friends and I played in middle school, like hide & seek and bloody murder. I remember planting that garden to the side of my house and that bee that gave me my first sting. I remember repairing the front door so many times because of the damn wind. I remember walking into the house saying this is my home, where I belong. I remember having that mirror on the right when you enter the house - the one my mom took. I remember the day I came home to a new couch. I remember that video that my dad took when I wouldn't stop crying in the living room because he was following me with the camera. I remember my first song that I sang on camera started with the words "I Love You" - such a child song. I remember the light that never worked in the hallway. I remember the dining room. My family & I sat down every day in the same spots in the chairs we had. I miss family. I remember making that fireplace and installing the Tv next to it. I remember the room I got. It was so small. My sister had the whole upstairs - triple my room size. I remember the bathroom. The day I ran through that glass door - needed the bandages. I remember the day I tried to open a bag of chips with a knife and had almost been taken to the ER. I remember the stupid ninja game my friends and I would play in my family room. 20 to 30 people screaming. I remember the patio door being installed. I remember it all. I just do. It all comes back. I'm going to miss this house.

Yes, so hopefully that worked. My house is sold. It's going to be sad moving - espically 2 days after my birthday. We're giving my cat to my amazing friend, Jessica. My dog, we can keep. My dad threw out a lot of the stuff. But it's all going good. I hope. I'm just not looking forward to this. I may need someone the day we move, to keep away from crying away the memories.

In other news, my day was horrible. I don't know why. It just came that way. My mom's problems, my dad. The whole moving thing. People's opinon's. Homework. School. Lack of sleep. It was just okay. Not a horribly horrible day. But horrible, understand?

Oh, and also I need to get this out in the open. I'm not desperate but I really want a relationship. I wanna say stuff again like "I can't take my eyes off of you" or "I think I'm falling for you".  That makes me happy. I haven't been that happy in 2 years. I really want to be happy and with someone, again happy. I just don't it in the city. I can't stand high school relationships. It doesn't work. It doesn't. Evenutally, it all falls down. And the people in my town, eek. Let's not go there. So honestly, I don't care if I meet someone on the internet or somehow else. I'm ready. I can stand it. I can hold it. For me, online relationships do work. If you think about my point of view, there is a way you can hold it. You can talk to the person everyday, be there for them. There's so much more to how I think about this. I know that you won't be face to face with them but it works. Even on the phone or internet. It just does. People think differently. I respect their opinon but I'm sticking to mine.

I'm going.

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By Damien Rice
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