A couple of things upset me, or well, fall under my 'pet peeve' category. People who know me even a little know that you can set me off pretty easy.

Certain things piss me off. Certain things make me cry. Certain things make me - 'upset'. If you ever find out what they are, well, congratulations. Unfortunately, you don't get cookies for making me ( Read more... )

When we first moved to Louisiana from Chicago, mom and I lived in the bayou with my Aunt Meredith and her son Jordan ( Read more... )

Nothing to complain about, honestly. I like my life.

A couple of things... I can't put my finger on all the things I regret, but I do regret things.

I don't know?

Uhm... The one where I got my Canary diamond. I thought mom was going to get me another giant stuffed animal, not a fucking diamond.

I was - five. I had just started public school and after a few days everything was okay. The teacher didn't give me that weird of a look, and mom had already explained to me how to hold hands with the other kids so I wouldn't scratch them or anything ( Read more... )

Oh, fun...I was - eh - about 14 and there was a cute junior that would talk to me and walk around with me in between classes and after school. We went to the football stadium one day after school because he said he wanted to show me something. And me, like a retard, followed him ( Read more... )

Really?! Ugh ( Read more... )

I answered this already. Its a fucking Sunday, not like I'm dressing up super nice for anything... Fine.

Jeans, converse, a t-shirt and a sweater. I also spent a great majority of the day wrapped up in a blanket.

I'm emotional and ridiculous.

Other than that, nothing else to report.