how can you say youre happy? i cant even say im fine.
before you jump down my throat id like to pretend you with something i call personality.
<3newfoundglory.
la de da.
so ima be a wrestling cheerleader i think. they get cute outfits. and yes, theyre not 'real' cheerleaders, but i dont really care. its a winter thing that doesnt take as much time as an actual sport and it'll 'diversify' me. or something. yay diversification.
and somebody is being childish and thinking that omgyouretalkingshitaboutmygirlfriend because people were asking me if he was a virgin. i didnt think that had anything to do with his little girlfriend. but whatever. and no, i didnt say anything. yes, i am saying something now because i think its immature to hang up on someone and then keep the phone off the hook and then have your daddy hang up on me when i do finally get through. maybe its just me. or maybe nobody likes getting hung up on. ugh.
and its like omgwalkoneggshells cuz apparently i wear blackgirl clothes? or something? and im stupid because ima try out for wrestling cheerleading and this will make me entirely unattractive to (apparently) any male, especially him, even though their outfits are cuter? and im stupid cuz i like nhoi and newfoundglory? and im gloating when i say i had an earlyout today when i have to listen to him talk about how he never has to do anything in like.. any of his classes? but thats okay that he does that and its not okay that i do because hes hipocritical and thats okay because he admits it?
and im not allowed to talk about other guys even if im just mentioning their names but hes allowed to tell me that all of these girls are hotter than me and list off why and ect and so on.
does anybody see inequality here?
and i went up to walgreens today. to get nail polish and a campbells soup can. and i saw him. and my stomach was like... uuugh i fail.
and sunnys sitting there asking me if im excited for homecoming and whatever and telling me that she always went with friends and that i should get the garden salad at hooters cuz thats what SHE always gets and you know, just generally gloating cuz she somehow found out about the situation and she thinks its pretty fucking great and ugh. but oh well. she didnt annoy me that much.
im so glad i dont work this week.
and i get to go show marcy my dress saturday night. and i get to go get my hair done. and stuff. by myself. cuz my mommy wont go with me. and then bryans going to give me a ride to hooters for dinner. and somehow josh charbaneau is going too.. and matts supposed to skip tomorrow to go to the parade. and then i get to go get nina for the game and to look at my dress. and find jenny at the game.
and somehow finish all of that fucking government homework that he dropped on my head. like nine thousand frickin sheets of nothingness. like busywork. annoying stupid busywork. and stupid fucking orchestra. i hate it. i love my viola. i hate orchestra. bleh.
but i love my car. <3
<3newfoundglory.
la de da.
so ima be a wrestling cheerleader i think. they get cute outfits. and yes, theyre not 'real' cheerleaders, but i dont really care. its a winter thing that doesnt take as much time as an actual sport and it'll 'diversify' me. or something. yay diversification.
and somebody is being childish and thinking that omgyouretalkingshitaboutmygirlfriend because people were asking me if he was a virgin. i didnt think that had anything to do with his little girlfriend. but whatever. and no, i didnt say anything. yes, i am saying something now because i think its immature to hang up on someone and then keep the phone off the hook and then have your daddy hang up on me when i do finally get through. maybe its just me. or maybe nobody likes getting hung up on. ugh.
and its like omgwalkoneggshells cuz apparently i wear blackgirl clothes? or something? and im stupid because ima try out for wrestling cheerleading and this will make me entirely unattractive to (apparently) any male, especially him, even though their outfits are cuter? and im stupid cuz i like nhoi and newfoundglory? and im gloating when i say i had an earlyout today when i have to listen to him talk about how he never has to do anything in like.. any of his classes? but thats okay that he does that and its not okay that i do because hes hipocritical and thats okay because he admits it?
and im not allowed to talk about other guys even if im just mentioning their names but hes allowed to tell me that all of these girls are hotter than me and list off why and ect and so on.
does anybody see inequality here?
and i went up to walgreens today. to get nail polish and a campbells soup can. and i saw him. and my stomach was like... uuugh i fail.
and sunnys sitting there asking me if im excited for homecoming and whatever and telling me that she always went with friends and that i should get the garden salad at hooters cuz thats what SHE always gets and you know, just generally gloating cuz she somehow found out about the situation and she thinks its pretty fucking great and ugh. but oh well. she didnt annoy me that much.
im so glad i dont work this week.
and i get to go show marcy my dress saturday night. and i get to go get my hair done. and stuff. by myself. cuz my mommy wont go with me. and then bryans going to give me a ride to hooters for dinner. and somehow josh charbaneau is going too.. and matts supposed to skip tomorrow to go to the parade. and then i get to go get nina for the game and to look at my dress. and find jenny at the game.
and somehow finish all of that fucking government homework that he dropped on my head. like nine thousand frickin sheets of nothingness. like busywork. annoying stupid busywork. and stupid fucking orchestra. i hate it. i love my viola. i hate orchestra. bleh.
but i love my car. <3