PEEK-A-BOO!
Looks like my little Livejournal hiatus is up. I'm back, probally with less updates though. I got a xanga, in case you were wondering where I'd been(Though I doubt you had...) I dont even know why I'm back, and writing what I'm about to here. I suppose I could write it in my Xanga, but then everyone would just think that I'm looking for sympathy-which I really am not, so please don't think that either. I dont really like Hillcrest. Well ok, I do, I love it. It's just, I dont think Hillcrest likes me. I just dont fit in there, I dont fit the fucking mold. I know it's good to be "unique" but Jesus, not fitting in is tough. Everyday I go to school I just want to come home and cry, because I dont think the people there like me or appreciate me. My hair is too big, too curly, too brown, too frizzy. I dont like Usher, I dont like Ashlee Simpson, and i dont likecountry music. Hollister and Abercrombie look like shit on me. I dont play sports. I'm too big, too annoying, too strange. It's like I'm an alien all of a sudden sent to Earth with no idea what I should do. I even try to make an attepmt. I try to look nice, and to goof around, and straighten my hair and all that but it doesn't work, and it seems like I only feel worse after doing that. Hell-this weekend I'm even getting my hair thinned, cut, and straightened! I mean, what happened to the girl who could just wear her ramones shirt with a pair of jeans and feel like a million bucks? Now either I come to school looking cute, or like I just dont give a shit...I cant pull shit off, and Hillcrest makes me feel ugly. That's right folks-how the hell does a school make you feel UGLY you ask? I feel like since I dont have blonde,straight, hair, dont listen to that type of music, dont wear Abercrombie, I'm larger than most of the girls in my "group", I am ugly. Yes, stupid reasons, but I just can't help feeling like I do. I know this entire entry sounds selfish and stupid and conceited, but honestly. If you were in my place maybe you'd feel the same way I do. So before you judge me by this, just think and read how I actually feel. I've become just a master at holding my feelings in, but if I didn't get this out I thought I might explode.
Whatever. Life sucks, no biggie. Life can be taken care of...
jk...
.:.P.S.:.Masticate means to chew, perverts.
Just for the hell of it, I'm putting my homecoming pic in here for those of you who haven't seen it...
