my life recently.
pretty sweet. i've just recently devoted my life to movies. i have a huge list that i need to watch, and with the help of videology, my goal is becoming reality.
i just stopped socializing with people who are just dumb and immature. which sums up most of the kids my age, and most of my friends. i just never really could understand the shit they do. but i like the people who i'm friends with. i haven't really called or hung out with anyone due to me being broke (and using my moeny for clothes) or that i'm horrible over the phone. i'll meet new people eventually. whatever. it's hard though, since most of my peers (15-17) are all the same -- stupid, easy to brainwash, insecure (aren't we all?) and whenever i discuss real stuff with them (which is totally absurd to debate poilitcs or any matter, i mean lYk wTf!!) it's like talking to a wall. except the wall is easier on the eyes. hah.
i got a boo -- my tennis racket. i love her. she's hot. if you haven't caught my sarcasm, you suck.
warped tour is soon. to go or not to go? 40 bucks is on the line. last year was fun. most of friends are going.. (wow, that sounds like the typical teenage comeback)whatever. i'll see.
and apparently i'm now known as PMS girl. fantasmic. my life rules. or i try my hardest to believe that it rules, so it seems like it rules) i don't know. ahh shit, and i need to fill out a volunteer application and schedule an interview. WHY AM I SO GODDAMN LAZY? what would jesus do?
did i even make sense?
i just stopped socializing with people who are just dumb and immature. which sums up most of the kids my age, and most of my friends. i just never really could understand the shit they do. but i like the people who i'm friends with. i haven't really called or hung out with anyone due to me being broke (and using my moeny for clothes) or that i'm horrible over the phone. i'll meet new people eventually. whatever. it's hard though, since most of my peers (15-17) are all the same -- stupid, easy to brainwash, insecure (aren't we all?) and whenever i discuss real stuff with them (which is totally absurd to debate poilitcs or any matter, i mean lYk wTf!!) it's like talking to a wall. except the wall is easier on the eyes. hah.
i got a boo -- my tennis racket. i love her. she's hot. if you haven't caught my sarcasm, you suck.
warped tour is soon. to go or not to go? 40 bucks is on the line. last year was fun. most of friends are going.. (wow, that sounds like the typical teenage comeback)whatever. i'll see.
and apparently i'm now known as PMS girl. fantasmic. my life rules. or i try my hardest to believe that it rules, so it seems like it rules) i don't know. ahh shit, and i need to fill out a volunteer application and schedule an interview. WHY AM I SO GODDAMN LAZY? what would jesus do?
did i even make sense?