I dont know a good title >=|
I was SUPOSE to star guitar lessons today, but my mom didnt fucking turn in the form because she said we need to get my guitar strings re-strung. Why couldnt we have done this BEFORE I mentioned I was supose to start today. Now we dont know where to go for guitar lessons because its already started... GRRR
*sigh* Well... I accidentally broke my softball trophy. Hehe.
:D Marcus is finally not touching me anymore. Or calling me Sweetie or anything like that anymore... Or telling people he was going to fuck me. But he still talks to me... He scares me...
Ive been walking to Carter everyday to see all of my friends in 8th grade (& Anthony whos in 6th). I found out that an 8th grader name Joey something, slammed Anythonys fist into the lockers. I swear to fucking god, when my friend Sean shows me who he is, Im going to slap the mother fucker right across the face. Hes in 8th fucking grade, he shouldnt be touching fucking 6th graders who are probablly half his size. God Damnit, I hate people like that...
:/ Hmm found out the guy I like that I thought was a 10th grader, is in 11th grade 8( Oh joy. That will just make it so much easier.
I also looked through my moms camera and found so many pictures of me from about a year or two ago & I almost started fucking crying. How could anyone tolerate my face back then? I mean god, I know Im hard to look at NOW, but just a year ago I was WOAH , ugly. An ugly that would make little children cry. I am SO glad I've changed since then...
Hah. Maybe if I can find the cord to my moms camera that hooks to the computer, I'll put up a picture of me now, and a picture of me then... *shiver*
PS My computer wont let me on AIM right now, so my brother is going to try & fix it. Thats why I havent been on.
*sigh* Well... I accidentally broke my softball trophy. Hehe.
:D Marcus is finally not touching me anymore. Or calling me Sweetie or anything like that anymore... Or telling people he was going to fuck me. But he still talks to me... He scares me...
Ive been walking to Carter everyday to see all of my friends in 8th grade (& Anthony whos in 6th). I found out that an 8th grader name Joey something, slammed Anythonys fist into the lockers. I swear to fucking god, when my friend Sean shows me who he is, Im going to slap the mother fucker right across the face. Hes in 8th fucking grade, he shouldnt be touching fucking 6th graders who are probablly half his size. God Damnit, I hate people like that...
:/ Hmm found out the guy I like that I thought was a 10th grader, is in 11th grade 8( Oh joy. That will just make it so much easier.
I also looked through my moms camera and found so many pictures of me from about a year or two ago & I almost started fucking crying. How could anyone tolerate my face back then? I mean god, I know Im hard to look at NOW, but just a year ago I was WOAH , ugly. An ugly that would make little children cry. I am SO glad I've changed since then...
Hah. Maybe if I can find the cord to my moms camera that hooks to the computer, I'll put up a picture of me now, and a picture of me then... *shiver*
PS My computer wont let me on AIM right now, so my brother is going to try & fix it. Thats why I havent been on.