im on fire, and now i think im ready to bust a move!
ok so yeah today sucked!!! being grounded sucks!!!! everything SUCKS!!! roooarrr!
so yeah, EVERYONE BETTER HELP ME STAY THE FUCK OUT OF TROUBLE NEXT SCHOOL YEAR!! i need help getting on myself on track. if i dont do fucking amazing in school next year, i'm pretty much done for. my parents already hate me, and i need to prove to them that im not a fuck up like they say i am. i HATE this.
that would be me bitching. ^
HAHAHAHA i just got done talking to erica, my friends g/f, who i thought hated me more than life itself. well untill a few weeks ago. what an effing sweetheart. we had a "heart to heart" about some shiznit that went down at a par-tay. haaahaha she found out some "disclosed information". so yeah thta was kinda random/funny. she was like, "yeah we need to get together sometime! whats your number, i'll call you tomorrow!" hm, cool.
nina, this could get weird.
well im out now, im gonna go do something more productive than write in this stupid live journal.
marshall died.....he thought i hated him. i talked to him the last day of school, told him i didnt hate him at all, and i thought he hated me. im glad i made things right before it was too late.
so yeah, EVERYONE BETTER HELP ME STAY THE FUCK OUT OF TROUBLE NEXT SCHOOL YEAR!! i need help getting on myself on track. if i dont do fucking amazing in school next year, i'm pretty much done for. my parents already hate me, and i need to prove to them that im not a fuck up like they say i am. i HATE this.
that would be me bitching. ^
HAHAHAHA i just got done talking to erica, my friends g/f, who i thought hated me more than life itself. well untill a few weeks ago. what an effing sweetheart. we had a "heart to heart" about some shiznit that went down at a par-tay. haaahaha she found out some "disclosed information". so yeah thta was kinda random/funny. she was like, "yeah we need to get together sometime! whats your number, i'll call you tomorrow!" hm, cool.
nina, this could get weird.
well im out now, im gonna go do something more productive than write in this stupid live journal.
marshall died.....he thought i hated him. i talked to him the last day of school, told him i didnt hate him at all, and i thought he hated me. im glad i made things right before it was too late.