Dear World of Blog,

I do apologize for my absence. I will try to do better in the future.

Love,

dani.

The Amazing Coming Back of the Even More Amazing Dani Stetka.

Ok. So this 'come back' isn't amazing. I am not amazing. I am Dani Stetka though. That's gotta be worth something...

The reason I have been gone is because alot has happened. Things were great! I graduated, got accepted to school, went to senior week (had a blast). Life was good.

Then, like everything in my life (no, literally EVERYTHING. I'm keeping a running tally.) everything decided to go horribly and miserably wrong. I don't think my life has sucked this much in all 4 years of high school. And I spent mos my junior year with out any friends trying to figure out how to pass my classes while finding a point in continuing at all. (not like, life. I'm not a suicide type...just in general...)

I can't say exactly everything that's gone wrong. I'm not allowed to say some, I don't feel like saying some, if I say some it may screw me over more then help me. Others seem so petty that you'd think I was a really shallow idiot who just had a panic attack over an ipod. If you really want to know what's wrong though (not that you would. or that anyone is reading this. Except Ethan probably...)

Basically, what I'm trying to say is that my summer has sucked. It was supposed to be amazing. But that lasted about a week. Did I do it to myself? I don't know. I never do. Whenever I end up in a situation like this, lets call is situation J..., I have to wonder if I bring it on myself. It happens to often to be just coincidence.

I don't feel like typing anymore. Mainly because I hate talking about my problems. I need my friends to pull them out of me and make me talk about it otherwise I bottle it all up and end up watching The Nanny at 2:23 am as a tool to distract myself to stop the tears that seem to be never ending. Hypothetically of course.

Ok. Good night. Text if you want. I'm pretty sure my phone still accepts texts...

I have found new respect for Stavi.

I cut off part of my finger at work. I can't type much though, because it's all wrapped up. I have a picture if anyone wants to see. Text me and I will send it to you. Ok. Bye.

Love = Love

Guess what? I'm straight. That doesn't change the fact that I am completly pro-gay rights. Not all people who fight for rights have to be in that category. It's not like fetuses fight for themself. Or that the people that protest abortions are fetuses. But this isn't about abortion. This is about the fact that everyone in Maryland, and many other places, seem to think that if you think a man and man or a woman and a woman can be as happy as a man and a woman, that automatically means you like pussy. Or dick, if you're a guy. Not always. Get a clue America.

Question:

Is it still being paranoid if you can prove it's actually happening to you?

R.I.P. Bea Arthur.

Ok, I'm kinda super super pissed right now. I lent (insert 'friend's' name here) my cell phone charger on Friday because she lost hers. Well, I forgot to get it back from her before I left, so she took it home. Well, last night after the military ball (my phone had no bars left, but it wasn't dead left) I realized I didn't have it so I texted her. She told me she had it so I was happy, because I thought it got left at the school. I asked if I could pick it up the next day, and she said sure. Well, I turned off my phone trying to conserve energy. The next morning I woke up and turned my phone back on. I had one bar again, so I was pretty elated, thinking it would last till I got my charger back. Well, I texted (friend) around 11-12ish asking when I could pick it up, and she said she could just drop it off. I said that was great. Around 130-2 I hadn't heard from her, so I texted her again asking when she was stopping by. She asked how long I would be at my house. I, jokingly, said 7 (because that's when I had to go to work). She told me she would be there around 3. My phone died around 2:30. She never came. My other friend texted her around 6 and I just found out she told my other friend that she had to go to work, and would drop it off after. I even had a friend at work text her. It is now 12:36 (her work closed at 9:30) and I have no way of contacting this friend. Needless to say, I am pissed.

Good things:

In 4 days, it's a month till my last day.

Something really funny happened at work tonight;

(I was in the back at work with Andrew, my brother, and a few other kids at work when Alex Kammerer walks back)

Alex: Dani! Did you hear Guinness (book of world records) called...you won the fattest ugliest cunt award!

(laughter from my coworkers)

Me: Oh that's so cool! No one thought I would win because I was up against your mom!

Best burn of my life.

Other, not really good but not really bad things:

I think I got flashed by Miley Cyrus.

The end.

What The Frak?!

I didn't go and eat after I posted. I did eventually eat though. Now I am watching 30 rock. Yeeeah.

But the reason I'm posting: Totally forgot there was a blood drive today. Woops.

If life gives you lemons, find the lobster to squeeze it on.

I didn't go to school today. I felt like crap. NYC was awesome though. It just didn't help with the fact that I was already getting sick. Ok, I think I am going to go get some food.

At the party, everyone was feeling merry. So she left.

I have a court date during senior week. Ugh.

Brightside:

Kt might come back to oc with me afterwards.

Also;

13 A Days left.

14 B Days left.

27 Dasy of school left.

40 days left till my last day.

44 days till I graduate.

And going to New York tomorrow with the drama kids + Carly.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

The end.

When I was your age, television was called books.

I almost got into a car accident today. It was really really scary. I told Tiana. I talked to Carly but I forgot to tell her. We talked about New York. Then I called Katie, but she didn't answer. She was...preoccupied. ;D jk. But not really. But yeah. So to recap, it was really scary. I hate the rain. No. I hate hydroplaning off the road. The end.

Reintroduction.

Have you ever been in a really bad mood, then realized it's all your fault? You're not the reason those kids were jerks, but you chose to be around them. You didn't tell that girl to bug you, but you didn't do anything to stop her. You didn't make that boy develop a crush on you, but you didn't realize until it was to late to do anything. And for all you know, it's all just paranoia. none of it is really that bad. Those kids were just having a good time. That girl just pushed your buttons that day. That boy didn't actually fall for you, you just misread the signs. But it can't all be paranoia can it? Those kids did hurt your feelings. That girl did piss you off. That boy did try and kiss you. So what do you do then? When everything happens at once, you have to wonder, is it them, or me?

Team GO!

I really don't use this thing much.

Hello. I am back. (take 2)

I know I said I was back and all, then I didn't post for a little. Sorry. I kinda realized that my life still sucked. But I am in a better mood now, because I had a really good day. After school, I learned how to tango, had some laughs with friends, got my brother's birthday present, took a nap, went to young life, signed up for camp, then hung out with Becca and Davey and some of Davey's friends at boy's night. I felt honored, because Becca and I were the only two girls ever allowed at boy's night. I am not sure if that's true, but it makes me feel specialer. On an unrelated note, I don't know who to take to prom. If you have any ideas or suggestions, hit me up. He has to be under 21. :/ OK, I am going to go because it's late, and I don't want to tie you up. G'night.

p.s. Ethan, I did it again! I deleted it all, and ctrl + z didn't work. :( I had to retype it.

Hello. I am back.

I am in a better mood. So, I think I am going to post on here again. I don't know why I am in a better mood, because things are still kinda bad, but I am so...yay! I think I am in a better mood because I have a new friend, who was my 'friend' before, but I didn't really know him. Like, I knew him, but I didn't. So we have been talking and hanging out, and I am happy because of that, because I like making new friends. Or, I could be happy because graduation is almost upon us, which is bittersweet, but not for the reason you think. (It is bitter because I haven't finished my application to TAMU-CC, sweet for...well...every other reason.) I could be happy because Chelsea Handlir and some British chick from LOST are talking about how gross red-heads are, and the girl is a red head so it's really funny because even she agrees. Like, red-head women are pretty, but men are (90% of the time) gross. Or, I could be happy because in 48 hours I am going to be so excited that i may pee myself. I think only 2 people will get that reference, but most will know what excitement I am referring to. That sounds dirty. Oh well. So, yes I am in a better mood. (Only I already typed this whole post, and I went to highlight it to do stuff, and I accidentally deleted it so I got mad) I will try to get back to posting regularly.

Interesting.

I know I said I wasn't going to post for awhile, but some information has come to my attention.

Apparently I am a horrible person.

That is all.

1 thing 2 say, 3 words, 4 you.

Why even bother?

Ok, so that is not exactly what the Plain White T's sing, but it is what I am feeling.

Ugh. I am in a bad mood. Most my friends know I don't like to talk about my feelings and junk, and I don't complain when I am upset usually. I just don't. But, I always thought I did a pretty good job of hiding when I was upset. Well, my visiting Uncle just informed me that I just smiled for the first time since he has been here. Well, maybe it's me, maybe it's the fact that I am grumpier when around him because he is an asshole.

In fact. most the men in my family end up being assholes.

Ugh.

I am in a bad mood.

I don't think I am going to post for a little bit.

Impromtu Story (I made it while trying to entertain Ryan.)

There once was a puppy. This was a very cute puppy. He was known around town. This puppy liked to walk to the butcher everyday, and get scraps of meat. One day, while walking to the butcher, he got hit by a car and died. The man inside the car never noticed though, because he was getting head from his sister-in-law. His sister-in-law had a cold sore though. So in turn, the puppy killer went home and slept with his wife giving her herpes. The wife then went to work the next day, not knowing she had herpes she got called into her bosses office to discuss her presentation (which was really their way of saying one of them was horney). After a quick romp in the office, the boss called in his secretary to clean up (which was their way of saying one was horney). Now the secretary went home that night to her devoted boyfriend of 3 years with herpes from her boss. They spent the night together, like they always do. He pleased her in more ways than one, so he ended up getting a cold sore. He went to visit his grandmother the next day, and when he gave her a kiss hello, she contracted a cold sore as well. That night, granny was feeling frisky, so she went to her neighbors house, and the old man and her got down (which they often do on wednesday nights after bridge). The old man went to visit his grandson the next and asked him to take him to get some medicine for a rash he had (below the belt). On the way, the grandson complained about how he suspected his girlfriend of sleeping with her brother-in-law. The grandson wasn't paying attention however, and hit a man in the street with his car. The man turned out to be his girlfriends brother-in-law, and the puppy killer.

the end.

oh, and the old man got his ointment.

Boo.

:(

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

I might not have to miss the Superbowl.

'Dani, you are one sly dog, how do you do it?' 'Well, ME, it's really a gift.'

I know I post to much, but I thought I would show my loyal followers just how awesome I really am:

Yeah...