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i like that i no longer feel that anxious feeling like i'm missing something when i'm just hanging out at home. partly its because aaron whitlock called the cops on a party i was at, conveniently making any possible party opportunity not an option. but mostly because hey, we're all growing up, right? i can stand a few nights chillin with my mom watching malcom in the middle, taking advantage of our picture in picture feature while also doing pilates and yoga.
i like that i can say the words "black person" outloud in my school without feeling like a racist.
i like that its staying light longer throughout the day.
i like that i realized that its ok not to compliment someone on something you dont like just to be polite. if i tell you i dont like your hair it doesnt mean i dont like you. plus you'll call me fake if i say i like it just for your acceptance in that moment and then you hear the truth from someone else. which i usually do. to be honest. just to avoid controversy. but i mean come on what kind of controversy can there be from one person telling you they dont like your hair? that person could be a complete idiot and wouldnt know good hair if it grew out their ears. OR they could be really smart, and they ARE right--your hair DOES suck. but seriously, what then? first of all if you like it, who cares, just accept the facts and continue being friends/peaceful aquaintances. second of all, you're still you. ugly hair or no. this is just basic stuff people. but i like that i'm going to start putting it into practice.
i like charity events like the lock in.
are you going to the lock in?
i like that my boyfriend made me pie and many other things. (i love you. you complete me ((hehe doctor evil and mini me)))
i really like that i feel so at ease with my frinds nowadays just for the crude fact that i've weeded out the people that i just truly dont care for. and not been affraid to interact with the people i do. JUST TO CLARIFY--WHEN I SAY "PEOPLE I DONT CARE FOR"--if i havent said anything mean to you lately, this doesnt mean you. so dont go home and shit ur pants and cry urself to sleep wondering if i was talking about you. i wasnt. the people this was directed towards probably wont even read this. yes. thats it. if u read this, i wasnt talking to you. if you dont read this and find out from someone else because you worked late tonight, i still dont mean you. just forget it actually. the only things preventing me from deleting that part of this entry right this instant are sheer laziness and some random thoughts of Mr. Russell.
i like the conversation i'm having with Bajoora about pornography and god. i did not initiate this conversation. so all u haters (and specifically the ones that think they've diagnosed me with a mental disorder (lol...)--) RELAX.
i LOVE painting. and TRENTON.
and prom! and that the juniors will stay when we leave. and 38 days left? AND FUCKING MIAMI.
i think i'm done i could go on and on. this was nice.
i like that i can say the words "black person" outloud in my school without feeling like a racist.
i like that its staying light longer throughout the day.
i like that i realized that its ok not to compliment someone on something you dont like just to be polite. if i tell you i dont like your hair it doesnt mean i dont like you. plus you'll call me fake if i say i like it just for your acceptance in that moment and then you hear the truth from someone else. which i usually do. to be honest. just to avoid controversy. but i mean come on what kind of controversy can there be from one person telling you they dont like your hair? that person could be a complete idiot and wouldnt know good hair if it grew out their ears. OR they could be really smart, and they ARE right--your hair DOES suck. but seriously, what then? first of all if you like it, who cares, just accept the facts and continue being friends/peaceful aquaintances. second of all, you're still you. ugly hair or no. this is just basic stuff people. but i like that i'm going to start putting it into practice.
i like charity events like the lock in.
are you going to the lock in?
i like that my boyfriend made me pie and many other things. (i love you. you complete me ((hehe doctor evil and mini me)))
i really like that i feel so at ease with my frinds nowadays just for the crude fact that i've weeded out the people that i just truly dont care for. and not been affraid to interact with the people i do. JUST TO CLARIFY--WHEN I SAY "PEOPLE I DONT CARE FOR"--if i havent said anything mean to you lately, this doesnt mean you. so dont go home and shit ur pants and cry urself to sleep wondering if i was talking about you. i wasnt. the people this was directed towards probably wont even read this. yes. thats it. if u read this, i wasnt talking to you. if you dont read this and find out from someone else because you worked late tonight, i still dont mean you. just forget it actually. the only things preventing me from deleting that part of this entry right this instant are sheer laziness and some random thoughts of Mr. Russell.
i like the conversation i'm having with Bajoora about pornography and god. i did not initiate this conversation. so all u haters (and specifically the ones that think they've diagnosed me with a mental disorder (lol...)--) RELAX.
i LOVE painting. and TRENTON.
and prom! and that the juniors will stay when we leave. and 38 days left? AND FUCKING MIAMI.
i think i'm done i could go on and on. this was nice.