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so, yesterday we won our game. 30-4. yeah..it was cool. but i dont know..it didn't seem as good as it should of.
this week i have been realizing a whole lot of stuff. i have different best friends then i thought i did, and i haven't realized it. i need to start looking around myself and stop thinking so much about what has happened, and myself. i realized that megan isn't my bestfriend, and she hasn't been for the longest time. since we went to disneyland, and she moved. i miss her, a lot. but things won't change, since she's going to seton and not basha. kelsey is my best friend. i knew that one. kete is my guy best friend. gavin has become one of my really good friends lately, and i didn't think about that. everyone who i was friends with last year, thinks they are too good for my friends. ex. kaela, and diana have something against sara and i don't know what. diana doesnt really like alicia and lindsay, i guess,which is gay, because they are two of the coolest people i have ever met. seriously. i have a lot of fun when i talk to them, and hang around them at school, because they couldn't careless about a lot of things that my gay friends care about. thank you alicia, for making me realize i need new friends. thank you thank you thank you. brittani is still a great friend, and i love her to death. we had a whole lot of fun after school waiting for mike, for 30 minutes. for the first like 10 minutes, we talked to Lindsay and Jillian, and jillian, i wanna get to you a lot better, because your really cool. <3
i also think the whole "i'm too cool thing for this" attitudes are stupid. i mean, if its fun, do it. who cares. if you like the clothes, buy them. who cares. seriously. i hate how gay people at my school think they are too good to "participate" in class. i mean dont you WANT good grades, to get into college, to have a good life? who cares if its boring, or if you dont think its cool. seriously guys. get over yourselves. in 2 years, no one will remember. so get over it.
i know no one will read that whole thing, but who cares. i needed to write it. this is my journal.
molly
this week i have been realizing a whole lot of stuff. i have different best friends then i thought i did, and i haven't realized it. i need to start looking around myself and stop thinking so much about what has happened, and myself. i realized that megan isn't my bestfriend, and she hasn't been for the longest time. since we went to disneyland, and she moved. i miss her, a lot. but things won't change, since she's going to seton and not basha. kelsey is my best friend. i knew that one. kete is my guy best friend. gavin has become one of my really good friends lately, and i didn't think about that. everyone who i was friends with last year, thinks they are too good for my friends. ex. kaela, and diana have something against sara and i don't know what. diana doesnt really like alicia and lindsay, i guess,which is gay, because they are two of the coolest people i have ever met. seriously. i have a lot of fun when i talk to them, and hang around them at school, because they couldn't careless about a lot of things that my gay friends care about. thank you alicia, for making me realize i need new friends. thank you thank you thank you. brittani is still a great friend, and i love her to death. we had a whole lot of fun after school waiting for mike, for 30 minutes. for the first like 10 minutes, we talked to Lindsay and Jillian, and jillian, i wanna get to you a lot better, because your really cool. <3
i also think the whole "i'm too cool thing for this" attitudes are stupid. i mean, if its fun, do it. who cares. if you like the clothes, buy them. who cares. seriously. i hate how gay people at my school think they are too good to "participate" in class. i mean dont you WANT good grades, to get into college, to have a good life? who cares if its boring, or if you dont think its cool. seriously guys. get over yourselves. in 2 years, no one will remember. so get over it.
i know no one will read that whole thing, but who cares. i needed to write it. this is my journal.
molly