Southern Belles in London Sing...
Hot damn it's been 8 days! that's a lot...sort of. Uhm nothing that interesting.
Okay, i'm going into emo/psychiatrist mode right now. I kind of suck for the following reason. i never know how i feel. i'm just such a selfish person that i'll make myself think that i like someone just so that i have someone to like/make out with. not having someone to like is kind of weird. so now i don't know if i like this boy or not...i sort of do but then i talk myself out of it and act skeptical because maybe i'm just being a fuck and i wouldn't want to be a fuck to this boy, he's far too neat. so i don't know. bleh.
i really dig the new faint album, it's fucking awesome. it's addicting. a lot catchier, but still tre good.
my grandparents are coming this weekend, and my dad is leaving. fuck yes. i'm way excited. i get a new computer desk and a new bed...and we're making a "crafts" room for my sewing shit and sylvia's other shit. it shall be grand.
hmmm...i don't know what else. oh! i know. i'm starting to hate my friends, and they don't believe me. they think i'm just saying it. but i really do dislike them a lot, a lot of the times. i don't like being around them. they're having a party this weekend and i really don't want to go. instead i'm hanging out with my grandparents, possibly some other people. my friends just piss me off. they need to grow up or something. their only concerns are "how are we going to get wasted this weekend?" it fucking sucks. as weird as this sounds...i'm too mature for them...as weird and chidlish as i act sometimes...i'm too mature for them. and i need a big break from them...a BIG BREAK.
okay time for school.
Okay, i'm going into emo/psychiatrist mode right now. I kind of suck for the following reason. i never know how i feel. i'm just such a selfish person that i'll make myself think that i like someone just so that i have someone to like/make out with. not having someone to like is kind of weird. so now i don't know if i like this boy or not...i sort of do but then i talk myself out of it and act skeptical because maybe i'm just being a fuck and i wouldn't want to be a fuck to this boy, he's far too neat. so i don't know. bleh.
i really dig the new faint album, it's fucking awesome. it's addicting. a lot catchier, but still tre good.
my grandparents are coming this weekend, and my dad is leaving. fuck yes. i'm way excited. i get a new computer desk and a new bed...and we're making a "crafts" room for my sewing shit and sylvia's other shit. it shall be grand.
hmmm...i don't know what else. oh! i know. i'm starting to hate my friends, and they don't believe me. they think i'm just saying it. but i really do dislike them a lot, a lot of the times. i don't like being around them. they're having a party this weekend and i really don't want to go. instead i'm hanging out with my grandparents, possibly some other people. my friends just piss me off. they need to grow up or something. their only concerns are "how are we going to get wasted this weekend?" it fucking sucks. as weird as this sounds...i'm too mature for them...as weird and chidlish as i act sometimes...i'm too mature for them. and i need a big break from them...a BIG BREAK.
okay time for school.