Bleh
Oh geez. I feel like...iono...blah. I'm so thnakful for my friends, I would be nothing without them. I know that sounds so cliche but it's true. They stick by me...well most of them...and the ones that fade away were never friends to begin with.
My parents are being so effing retarded. For the next like 8 events I want to go to, I'm not allowed. and that could include winter formal :/ but oh well I'm not going to have date, and would just be with my girls all night and I can do that any time. It would be like evry day but I get to buy a dress. And shoes. And a pretty mask. Plus I'm supposed to help clean up...urgh watever.
I'm normally not the kind "i need a boyfriend or life is wasted and pointless" type of girl, but it seems like all of a sudden everybody is coupling up and I'm not. It would just be nice to have a boyfriend again. Just to know that there is someone out there that likes you and wants to be with you. It's kind of comforting.
And then my little sister and her friends raided my room and read my diary. Yes, I have a diary, like the kind you buy at a store and write in with a pen. But um there's some stuff in there I would have preferred my little sister not see. Acutally that ANYBODY sees. Like when I was feeling really crappy or really angry and then the typical "boy stuff". Crushes, boyfriends, all that jazz. The whole point of a diary is to for it to be PRIVATE. only one person should see it: me.
My parents are being so effing retarded. For the next like 8 events I want to go to, I'm not allowed. and that could include winter formal :/ but oh well I'm not going to have date, and would just be with my girls all night and I can do that any time. It would be like evry day but I get to buy a dress. And shoes. And a pretty mask. Plus I'm supposed to help clean up...urgh watever.
I'm normally not the kind "i need a boyfriend or life is wasted and pointless" type of girl, but it seems like all of a sudden everybody is coupling up and I'm not. It would just be nice to have a boyfriend again. Just to know that there is someone out there that likes you and wants to be with you. It's kind of comforting.
And then my little sister and her friends raided my room and read my diary. Yes, I have a diary, like the kind you buy at a store and write in with a pen. But um there's some stuff in there I would have preferred my little sister not see. Acutally that ANYBODY sees. Like when I was feeling really crappy or really angry and then the typical "boy stuff". Crushes, boyfriends, all that jazz. The whole point of a diary is to for it to be PRIVATE. only one person should see it: me.