I used to love love love boys. I used to be a boycrazy teenager. Like you know the kind im talking about. I dont even need to explain further.
But fuuuuuck this new man I’m with… Goddamn he’s got me wanting nobody else.
Like its insane how I dont wanna talk to anybody else.
Guys bug me like crazy but I dont return their communication.
I dont want to.
I’m a one-man woman.
….I wish I could say the same about him D:
When your entire family fucking joins Facebook and all of a sudden you can’t be yourself because they just dont understand that Facebook is nothing but a link on the motherfucking internet and that youre not fucking trying to impress anybody. That Facebook is just Facebook, nothing more, but a lot less. Seriously.
Im gonna say whatever the fuck I want. Dont wanna see it? Delete me. Shiiiiiet. I didnt wanna motherfucking add you in the first place.
Git the fuck offa my nutsack, shiiiiiet.
My mom dragged us all across California for a summer vacation adventure. Well, not so much dragged us as drove us. And by “across California,” I don’t mean we literally scoured the entire state. I was just exaggerating. You know, for effect.
Anyways, back to our vacations…
We spent 3 days in Palm Springs, which was LITERALLY HELL and I’m not exaggerating. This time. But ill expound upon that in a few minutes.
Then, we spent 3 days in San Diego. Actually, I’m still laying on the hotel room couch as I’m typing this on the 5th day of our vacations.
Palm Springs was hell because (a) It was 115 deg.F all day & ALL NIGHT, (b) There was no such thing as “shade,” (c) There was nothing to do but swim and play golf, & (d) THERE WAS NO MOTHERFUCKIN SIGNAL.
I swear to God I was gonna go crazy cus I had no bars out in the desert. I was like a fiend cravin for a smoke. Damn, for 3 days I was the epitome of our society’s lame dependence on technology. Like, ill admit that I didn’t neeeed to use my cellphone. I didn’t need 3G. I was just hooked on it. This obsession with AIM & Facebook is so stupid. The point of a vacation is to escape the nuisances of quotidian life. That is why I didn’t wanna go on this vacation in the first place! I’m too young to need to escape anything lol; that shittyass excuse is laaaame!
Okay, well I needed bars cus I misses my boyfriend, but not as much as he be missesing me! Lmao; its nice to feel missed 
he was calling me like a lot dot dot dot. He just misses me cus I’m so kool like that.
Oh, and there’s no Sonic in L.A., but there’s one in Rancho Mirage and I was all excited cus they make it look so good on TV you know but I was very much disappointed. Shit, go waste ur buck @ Mickey Ds, dawg. At least u can say that that double cheeseburger on the Dollar menu is worth it. Trust me, I’m a good judge of food.
Now, S. Deezy is an entirely different story ;D. The people are really pretty. Downtown is beauuuutiful. The beach is magnificent. There’s sooo much to do out here! However, still does not compare to L.A.
I still fucking hate Sea World. I think its the lamest excuse for a theme park ever. Fuckin, they claim to be savin wildlife and shit, when really they’re exploiting these creatures by making them do shows like every hour to entertain people. Shampu needs real mfckn salt water, not this fakeass pool they just made with fucken the regular iodized salt bought at ur neighborhood Ralph’s. For serious. I’m not saying the zoo’s any better when it comes to the humane treatment of animals, but I woulda LOVED to have gone to Wild Animal Park. I woulda appreciated being squirted with water by an elephant outta its nose rather than a fucking dolphin soaking me using its tail with the nastyass pool water its pissed in. Ew.
So umm, tomorrow’s the 4th of July. Were drivin back to L.A., but my mom wants to stop by La Jolla cus she heard of this cave where if u go in u end up @ the beach. Crazy huh?
I’m sleepy. Peace-y
Ps. Don’t u hate when kids say “vacations“? As in, “I’m on vacations right now.” Jesus christ. Or maybe that only happens in LA. Downtown. REPRESENT!
Sometimes people are blinded from reality by the wishful optimism that they fabricate. They procrastinate because they feel that assignment will be done on time, so they rush at the last minute and their pride bites em in the ass. Cocky motherfuckers talk a lot of condescending shit about other people when they know damn well they have no right to. They just refuse to admit it. But more obvious is the quotidian example of individuals investing an undying faith on a person they so hopelessly “love” despite the truths that plague the beloved. In other words, they fucking say shit like “I’m serious, I can’t love anybody else cus you’re perfect.” A lot of the time, “It’s not you, it’s me” is exactly just what it is: Don’t take this personally, you’re a nice guy but I’m just not that into you. It is neither yours nor my fault that you’re not my type. There are about more than 3 billion women on Earth. Take yo pick.
Hunny I’m a fucking cooold ass bitch. You know that shit. I’m just really polite and nice and more often than never I have a saying NO problem. This is also why I’m not direct about addressing matters like this. I don’t like to hurt people, but I really love myself. I’m not gonna jeopardize my happiness for another’s. NEVER AGAIN.
Sorry.
Really though, you have all the reasons in the world to hate me. I could enumerate them, but I would never be able to cover everything. You know them, you just refuse to see them.
I’m gonna fix up this blog with my own CSS later on tonight yay
That’s definitely the biggest thing I miss about Xanga <3
I’ve almost forgotten that feeling.
You know, that bubbly in my tummbly can’t stop smiling get nervous when I try to speak run outta english dress to impress kinda feeling.
Then he reminded me…
My life is definitely on the fast track to wonderful
Oh the irony.
I was always the foremost opponent of drinking coffee. I work at Coffee Bean.
I’m idealistically a romantic person. But now I think I probably won’t marry for love.
Now I ain’t sayin I’m a golddigger, but I ain’t gettin with no brokeass either!
I know the importance of financial security. I don’t wanna live from paycheck to paycheck. I wanna be able to buy everything I fucking want!!!
Oh, don’t get me wrong. I know I’m going to be a successful individual. But if my husband doesn’t make more money than I do, its just not gonna work out. I ain’t ever lending a man any money! Cus that basically means he’s not paying back. Guys are like that. They take advantage of girls like that. Well I ain’t fallin for it.
Trust me, honey. The best thing a woman can do for herself is to marry a man with lots and lots of money.
I hate this bitch.
The irritating thing is that she won. What is this world coming to?
It’s a shame. We all know Ms. North Carolina’s infamous geographical ignorance. Well, Janina San Miguel is the Philippines’ very own version of her. The sad this is that she’s not the only one. It seems like the criteria for beauty pageants over there these days is based on a very low standard.
Don’t give me the “Give the girl a break, she’s nervous” BULLSHIT!!! I can tell you right now that nerves can surely be overcome with practice. Trust me, I have the right to speak. Beauty pageants don’t take genius. Ladies and gentlemen, I did Academic Decathlon, which is way more intense than that. Not only did we have to prep ourselves for interviews and speeches, but also had to study and memorize tons of facts.
This is my first pageant, because I am only seventeen years old…
BITCH THAT AINT NO EXCUSE! SHUT THE FUCK UPPPP
You can prepare for a beauty pageant the minute you come outta the womb. It’s not like a week ago she was forced to enter the Ms. Philippines (“Binibining Pilipinas”) pageant completely unprepared. She fucking knew she had to do this!
Ugh, I’m so pissed off at these judges cutting her some slack. What the hell? The people who represent countries and states in this pageants should not only be beautiful on the outside, but also have intellectual substance. This is so fucking embarrassing.
Dude if I were to join a beauty pageant, I’d win it all and you know it.
At the same time, the moment you feel like letting go,
you remember why you held on for so long.
But sometimes, you have to
forget what you want
& remember what you deserve,
I’d be glad if I serve as a lesson to other girls.
There’s a point when you get tired of chasing eveyrone and trynna fix everything. But, that’s not giving up. It’s realizing that you don’t need certain people and their crap.
I’m at the point when I’m trynna figure out whether or not I made the right decision.
Kyra Go | 18 | UCLA 2013 | Psychobiology Major | Unemployed
