Those of you who read my xanga, I'm sorry but you are going to read this again.
I'm THIRsty
Good afternoon. Today is a rather interesting day. Last night was the last time that I will get to see Whitney for a while, which sucks heaps. I’m not going to elaborate on that subject.
Last night, I was thinking about how much I have changed between middle school and now. In seventh and eighth grade, I didn’t make any effort to make new friends, or even spend time with the few that I did have. I wasn’t too terribly “depressed” or anything, I simply had no motivation whatsoever. Perhaps it was because I was so much fatter than I am now. Ha. (the lone ha)
Two days ago, my house was flocked. For a moment, I had the urge to sing that “put a smile on” song from the McDonalds commercials. Then said to myself, “What the fuck? You’re a hoe.”
(There were alot more than that)
I would like to take this moment to thank Kelly for letting me borrow such a wonderful book. I loved it.
My parents think I’m on drugs again. Little do they know, I am.
Except not.
~Shantron (Thanks Katie)
As I lay here
the fabric starts to tear
It's far beyond repair
And I don't really care