Gawwwd I hate preppy girls.
I went to the mall to buy a birthday gift for Trevor, and in one of the stores I run into a girl I used to be really good friends with, but now she's one of those girls who thinks she is popular and is a bitch, yeah. So it's right after work, and yeah I don't look fabulous, and I'm wearing my work pants. I see her look at me, look away, look back at me and do one of those check-out looks, but not the friendly kind, then she looks at her friend and mouths "Omg look at her outfit, it is so ugly!" Hellooo, I can kinda see your face. So, yeah...it always pisses me off when girls turn into little bitchy preps. But, I don't give a shit, I'd seriously walk around in the mall in trash bags, who cares?? I don't, so no one else should.
Ahh I found lovely gifts for Trevor, I'm happy. I'd go for a run again tonight, but it's so bloody cold out and I don't want to get sick.
Anywhooo...I got into Cal Lu. Whatever, I'm waiting to hear from Sonoma damn it! Should be this week, says my aunt, says the admissions office, because I was a 'tard and sent my SAT scores last minute. Oh well. Now I get to apply for a crap load of scholarships. BLEGH.
Ahh I found lovely gifts for Trevor, I'm happy. I'd go for a run again tonight, but it's so bloody cold out and I don't want to get sick.
Anywhooo...I got into Cal Lu. Whatever, I'm waiting to hear from Sonoma damn it! Should be this week, says my aunt, says the admissions office, because I was a 'tard and sent my SAT scores last minute. Oh well. Now I get to apply for a crap load of scholarships. BLEGH.