happy disappointment
so today was report card day. and first off i don't understand the whole report "card" part...when its not even a card its a piece of paper. it should be report "paper" day. anyway... um yea. i have a 4.0 GPA. yay me. i'm excited and all cuz now its scholarship time...and getting a car time, but i'm freakin pissed cuz i still have three freakin C's. I kno, i kno...ur probably wondering well how the hell did u manage a 4.0 with C's. why? how? AP classes. those shits helped my ass out. both of em. but damn fuckin C's. I hate those bitches. they make ur report "paper" look so ugly and screwed. ugh. whatev. I'll get over it. I hate myself for getting the C's...but i hate myself for hating myself getting C's. Cuz back when I was a 2.5/3.0 student i used to hate those bratty ungrateful bitches for whining when they had an awesome GPA. they would piss me the hell off when they were all like "ugh...*pout pout* *sob sob* I'm gonna kill myself now cuz i have an A- instead of an A+" I would always be like WTF?!?! shut ur ass up cuz here i am rollin with a damn 2.8 when ur ass is sobbing for an A-. "man shut that shit" thats what i'm telling myself. Carmen...my alter ego. hehe. she's covering her ears and saying "la la la la" aloud to shut me out. lol. stupid hoe.
but yea. I freakin miss kevin. god I hate his ass for being so addicting. I literally can't think anymore. I can't do not a single damn thing without thinking of him while i'm doing it. then when i think of him i just go from being really happy that i'm in crazy love with someone like him, to fuckin depressed n all mopey like a fag cuz i just reminded myself that i can't see him. nothing ever works unless it involves us missing class, and its eating away at my insides like acid rain. I needa see him...like everyday of every freakin hour of every freakin minute. I'm obsessed. infatuated. whatever the hell u wanna call it. I wanna smash some glass in rage and curl up into a little ball and sob uncontrollably into a really soft teddy bear all at the same time. Its so bad that i almost wanna run those bitches at school over with a dumptruck who can see their bf's and gf's all the time and slob all over each other in the halls. its not fair. their not even in love. they don't deserve to slob all over each other in the halls. all they do is freakin hold hands because it looks good, makeout because thats what they think should be done, then breakup with each other in like 2 weeks max because some other hot, sexy piece of arm candy comes strolling by. disgusting. I wanna slob all over kevin in the halls...hehe. well no cuz our slob fest is rated R. administrators would have to put a parental advisory sign over our heads.
lol. honestly i can't control myself anymore. i miss him so much that next time i see him....no else will exist. sorry peeps. lol. but i'm giving u a fair warning. viewer discretion is advised.
anyway. thats pretty much it. the more and more people start to piss me off and intrigue me with how much they DON'T know, it ends up being better for me in the long run cuz i just don't even care. if i feel like being nice, i'll give u a genuine compliment, if i wanna be quiet and to myself cuz i'm just not in the mood, then get the hell outa my face, if i wanna be crazy and goofy, join me or kick rocks, and if i feel like being a gay ass, then i'll grab ur ass cuz i'm probably jealous of how huge it is...lol. whatev. i just don't care. its the way of life. *sings* "just around the river bend..." lmao
peace n luv
-Brit♥
but yea. I freakin miss kevin. god I hate his ass for being so addicting. I literally can't think anymore. I can't do not a single damn thing without thinking of him while i'm doing it. then when i think of him i just go from being really happy that i'm in crazy love with someone like him, to fuckin depressed n all mopey like a fag cuz i just reminded myself that i can't see him. nothing ever works unless it involves us missing class, and its eating away at my insides like acid rain. I needa see him...like everyday of every freakin hour of every freakin minute. I'm obsessed. infatuated. whatever the hell u wanna call it. I wanna smash some glass in rage and curl up into a little ball and sob uncontrollably into a really soft teddy bear all at the same time. Its so bad that i almost wanna run those bitches at school over with a dumptruck who can see their bf's and gf's all the time and slob all over each other in the halls. its not fair. their not even in love. they don't deserve to slob all over each other in the halls. all they do is freakin hold hands because it looks good, makeout because thats what they think should be done, then breakup with each other in like 2 weeks max because some other hot, sexy piece of arm candy comes strolling by. disgusting. I wanna slob all over kevin in the halls...hehe. well no cuz our slob fest is rated R. administrators would have to put a parental advisory sign over our heads.
lol. honestly i can't control myself anymore. i miss him so much that next time i see him....no else will exist. sorry peeps. lol. but i'm giving u a fair warning. viewer discretion is advised.
anyway. thats pretty much it. the more and more people start to piss me off and intrigue me with how much they DON'T know, it ends up being better for me in the long run cuz i just don't even care. if i feel like being nice, i'll give u a genuine compliment, if i wanna be quiet and to myself cuz i'm just not in the mood, then get the hell outa my face, if i wanna be crazy and goofy, join me or kick rocks, and if i feel like being a gay ass, then i'll grab ur ass cuz i'm probably jealous of how huge it is...lol. whatev. i just don't care. its the way of life. *sings* "just around the river bend..." lmao
peace n luv
-Brit♥