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life is much more exciting when youre not home, drowing yourself in pitty. life seems much nicer when you have someone to hold your hand, and give you their jacket because its 15 degrees outside and you forgot to bring your own. life is better when the bond between you and your best friend is more wonderful than anything in the entire world. so thank you to the three poeple who are some the best friends anyone could ever ask for, i love you.
ps. please stop sending me emails asking for pictures of my hair.. im not going to send them to you so you can go pay $30 to have your hair cut like mine. if i wanted a bunch of girls who listen to terrible music to look like me, i'd open my own salon and cut their hair myself and at least make a little bit of profit out of the deal. thanks. | | |
| i pretty much suck when it comes to the commenting and updating scene. but i'm totally owning the social scene. i dont think i've been home for more than eight hours a day in the past two weeks. i stay out way past my bedtime, come home & go directly to sleep, wake up and go to school, then i leave again. i don't get much sleep, but i wouldn't trade it for the world.
its somewhat nice not feeling like a loser. and i'm starting to work on not caring what people think of me. i still suck at it, but i'm getting much better. im even starting to not be so selfish, but only around a select few people. after all, i cant let everyone know im a sucker on the inside. i have a reputation to live up to. | | |
| when i don't like a nigga i don't pretend to
i got the paramedics wrappin ya fuckin head like a hindu
n00dz? s2r!
hi, i'm meesh
i'm amazing
let's have a sleepover. | | |
| hello. i haven't updated in quite some time, not for any good reasont hough. just ecause i;ve been too busy [or lazy] to even think about updating. sometimes i think life likes to throw my world up in the air just to watch i tfall and break to pieces so i can spend weeks trying to put everything back together again. it's pretty lame. so is the fact that i can spill some of my deepest [& shallowest] thoughts in this journal, yet leave out more details of my life than anything. this whole year has felt like some dramatic soap opera to me, which is probably mostly my own fault. i can't seem to make up my mind about anything and whenever i actually make some sort of a decision, i always end up changing my mind after the fact. i wish little things didn't matter so much to me. and i wish i weren't so lazy. but i really wish i could make up my mind for once. | | |
| School is boring.
This is like, the only site not blocked besides GMAIL & SPLAT.
Someone email me.
burgerbaby@spl.at
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