What Would You Do
Okay, so I guess I haven't updated in a while, but I don't really know what to tell everyone.
I mean, honestly, my life has been pretty uneventful lately, as usual, and I don't have anything very exciting or interesting to tell people. Let me think.
My grandma is in town because she just got hip surgery, I'm not exactly sure what they did to her, my mom said she'd show me on a poster next time we go...
Work is good, I guess. I'm earning a lot of money, because I'm working a lot. Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Friday, Saturday. Dancing Wednesday, Thursday. I'm sick, a lot. I'm sore, a lot. I'm tired, a lot. I'm broken hearted, but loved, all at the same time. It's like, whatever love I'm not getting from one person, I'm getting it like ten times more than I need to from my friends (guy friends, duh). Like, when your guy friends start telling you how hot/cute you are and asking you to "be their valentine" (awe, I love him) it just makes up for all the crap that you put up with for the other loser that you can't let go of. And although there are so many amazing guys right in front of you, you can't help but want the boy that seems to care less. And it doesn't make sense. He never treated you well, at all, yet you always go back to him. Why? I don't know. It's silly, and stupid, and at the same time, it's how it works out. I mainly love work for the people. And by people I mean guys. The guys are just silly, and funny, and all around good people. The girls like to gossip, a lot. It's annoying. I wish there were more boys, and less girls. It's more fun that way. Frick I can't wait until March. It's like everyone is counting down until then, that's when everything will return to normal, and everyone will be a lot happier again. It'll be amazing.
In other news, I got pity passed in Bio 20, and I failed photo. That's right. I failed it. And yes; you can fail photo.
I need to go out more, like every time I'm invited to, I need to. Why don't I? Another one of those stupid decisions of mine. I know, it doesn't make sense to me either.
I really don't know what else to say, nothing is happening with me. There's nothing, honestly.
New episode of The Hills tomorrow; OMFG. Heidie preggerz? Definitely. Or...definitely not? Ahhh who knows?!?!
I'm fricking freezing, and exhausting. And I have to continue my marathon of work tomorrow. Yee haw. Dang, it's hard to be sarcastic on the internet. Anyways, I think I actually might just go pass out. That would be nice.
Peace.
I mean, honestly, my life has been pretty uneventful lately, as usual, and I don't have anything very exciting or interesting to tell people. Let me think.
My grandma is in town because she just got hip surgery, I'm not exactly sure what they did to her, my mom said she'd show me on a poster next time we go...
Work is good, I guess. I'm earning a lot of money, because I'm working a lot. Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Friday, Saturday. Dancing Wednesday, Thursday. I'm sick, a lot. I'm sore, a lot. I'm tired, a lot. I'm broken hearted, but loved, all at the same time. It's like, whatever love I'm not getting from one person, I'm getting it like ten times more than I need to from my friends (guy friends, duh). Like, when your guy friends start telling you how hot/cute you are and asking you to "be their valentine" (awe, I love him) it just makes up for all the crap that you put up with for the other loser that you can't let go of. And although there are so many amazing guys right in front of you, you can't help but want the boy that seems to care less. And it doesn't make sense. He never treated you well, at all, yet you always go back to him. Why? I don't know. It's silly, and stupid, and at the same time, it's how it works out. I mainly love work for the people. And by people I mean guys. The guys are just silly, and funny, and all around good people. The girls like to gossip, a lot. It's annoying. I wish there were more boys, and less girls. It's more fun that way. Frick I can't wait until March. It's like everyone is counting down until then, that's when everything will return to normal, and everyone will be a lot happier again. It'll be amazing.
In other news, I got pity passed in Bio 20, and I failed photo. That's right. I failed it. And yes; you can fail photo.
I need to go out more, like every time I'm invited to, I need to. Why don't I? Another one of those stupid decisions of mine. I know, it doesn't make sense to me either.
I really don't know what else to say, nothing is happening with me. There's nothing, honestly.
New episode of The Hills tomorrow; OMFG. Heidie preggerz? Definitely. Or...definitely not? Ahhh who knows?!?!
I'm fricking freezing, and exhausting. And I have to continue my marathon of work tomorrow. Yee haw. Dang, it's hard to be sarcastic on the internet. Anyways, I think I actually might just go pass out. That would be nice.
Peace.