Monthly Archives: May 2009

However, although we shook on the fact that there will be “no more bullshit,” I worry.

I was watching “Keeping Up with the Kardashians” (I know, I know…) and Khloe said that if you cant be sure that your man is faithful and have to worry about his faithfulness everytime he’s away, then he’s not the one for you. AMEN.

I need to reevaluate. Or confront him about it. But, if I confront him then he’s gonna be all like, “Youre sucha stalker!”

Ughhhh

What about what I want? It’s always about what you want. I’m fucking sick of catering to your demands of what you wanna do. I always have to fucking settle for what you wanna fucking do.
Think about it: have you ever done anything just because I wanted to do it?
You know what, I’m over it, I don’t care. You’re selfish, I hate you.

I just want it to be love <3

(That is such a cute song :)

So, we’re approaching Day 1461.  I hate that there’s still an amount of uncertainty, although we shook on the fact that there will be “no more bullshit.” 

…I guess I’m just being paranoid.

& I dare not call it “insomnia.”
I think “insomnia” is another lame excuse for people to justify their stupidity. Like many other “diseases.” Such as “ADD” or “PMS.”

Yes, I’m a woman, but I’m not gonna use my period as a bullshit alibi to fucking snap at everyone. I hate it when dumbass girls do shit like that.

Anyway, it’s 1:30 am and I can’t sleep because I took a nap from 2 pm – 530 pm earlier, so I’m covered for another 3 hours? I don’t know hahaha. All I know is no matter how tightly I close my eyes, I keep getting too scared of the dark to go to sleep. So I dragged the lamp from across the living room to a table next to the couch on which I sleep. I’m scared of the monsters in my head.

So, it’s gonna be another wonderful P.E. adventure tomorrow. Woop tee dooo PFFTTTT

It ain’t your standard dream date. I really love Mexican food. My favorite dates have consisted of him buying me Nachos Supreme at Burrito King :D D I WANT MFCKN NACHOOOOSSSSS!!!!!

CARNE ASADAAAAAA
MMM
This is not normal.

Jason Biggs in “My Best Friend’s Girl.”

The movie was cute, but severely disappointing due to the fact that it reinforces the notion that nice guys finish last.

Now how sad is that?! No wonder Kevin’s getting the crazy (now, is it, really? Considering the realities that occur in our society today, is it not justified? But I digress…) idea that being a jerk will get him more pussy ladies.

But this* is what I want.

Love is such a loaded word that oftentimes people don’t really fully understand what it takes to love someone.

I’m in a really bad place in my life right now.  I’m too young to have man problems.

If you really love me, you’ll understand.  If you really love me, you’d know that it’s better for me that you let me go.  If you really love me, you’d know that it’s not possible for me to not be jealous.  If you really love me, you’d understand what four years means.  If you really love me, please let me be by myself.

I shouldn’t feel the need to please anybody.  I have never had Kyratime.  I want Kyratime.  I’m pissed off cus I need Kyratime but at the same time I don’t wanna hurt anybody.  If I get Kyratime, someone gets hurt, and hurting someone hurts me. 

This is fucking bullshit. 

Imma start a countdown to college.  Let freedom ring, bitches.

Both of you guys are dumb.

If you had enough sense, you’d stay away from me.

None of you know how annoying and difficult this is.

Turns out Lab was lying.

We’re not just gonna walk for intersession; Today we ran around the baseball field and walked whenever she blew her mfckn whistle. Then we played softball and flag football for like two hours. When I made fun of Alex and Trish in Viana’s class, it bit me in the ass when Lab made us run around the reservoir SIX TIMES. I got an A though yays.

Now I’m just chillin. It’s too hot to do anything.

I love L.A. though.