MMkay so yeah. I have no reason for writing this. So, I'm just gonna babble about what's going on in my life. (: I mean that's what journal's are for anyway right?
Well, lets see. Courtney's trying to apologize to me for being a b***h and I'm like NO WAY! You are just coming off as annoying now. So, don't even try to make it up to me. She should be trying to make it up to Taylor! Why is she talking about Tay behind her back? I mean seriously Kadesha is not only like the biggest b***h on the planet, but she has the biggest mouth. So, then everyone is starting to hear these rumors about Taylor when really they're about Courtney? And what does Courtney do? ******** RUN AWAY!
WHO THE HELL DOES THAT! If you got a problem you should confront it right?
Seriously.
Anyway, Courtney invited me to the Y dance tonight, but I'm like nah. Evan probably won't go. It'll just be you and Billy making out in the corner as always. You two make me sick. You are the grossest couple I've EVER seen. Billy is a d**k, and you're being a hoe lately. I love you girl, but just stop being such a SKANK! THEN, maybe I might consider forgiving you.
I totally miss you May ): I mean we haven't chilled since like three forever's ago! Seriously wasn't it back that weekend when we had the scary story telling at W.G? God, time flies.
I mean now It's New Years and I'm going into High School! And worse than that, I have to choose between my friends! DP or O? I just can't choose ): I mean I've got Taylor and Amber and the rest of the guy's going to O. But then there's Melanie and Courtney W. going to DP. The downside to O is that the art program sucks major c**k. And the downside to DP is that less of my besties are going there.
What to do?
I'm growing old too fast. I don't wanna grow up. I wish I could find my Peter Pan and he could take me to Neverland. But I'd miss the world and everything in it. Am I too mature for my age? Am I immature? I think too much. Must be the drugs. Makin' me loopy. I am so freaking afraid of death I cry just thinking about it. I wonder if I'm gonna be like mom. With no husband to grow old with. I feel so bad for her, but I don't know if I even wanna bring it up. I can tell she hates being alone and having to take care of me and H-man.
I sure as heck hope Heaven exists, cause I can't wait to get there.
Well, lets see. Courtney's trying to apologize to me for being a b***h and I'm like NO WAY! You are just coming off as annoying now. So, don't even try to make it up to me. She should be trying to make it up to Taylor! Why is she talking about Tay behind her back? I mean seriously Kadesha is not only like the biggest b***h on the planet, but she has the biggest mouth. So, then everyone is starting to hear these rumors about Taylor when really they're about Courtney? And what does Courtney do? ******** RUN AWAY!
WHO THE HELL DOES THAT! If you got a problem you should confront it right?
Seriously.
Anyway, Courtney invited me to the Y dance tonight, but I'm like nah. Evan probably won't go. It'll just be you and Billy making out in the corner as always. You two make me sick. You are the grossest couple I've EVER seen. Billy is a d**k, and you're being a hoe lately. I love you girl, but just stop being such a SKANK! THEN, maybe I might consider forgiving you.
I totally miss you May ): I mean we haven't chilled since like three forever's ago! Seriously wasn't it back that weekend when we had the scary story telling at W.G? God, time flies.
I mean now It's New Years and I'm going into High School! And worse than that, I have to choose between my friends! DP or O? I just can't choose ): I mean I've got Taylor and Amber and the rest of the guy's going to O. But then there's Melanie and Courtney W. going to DP. The downside to O is that the art program sucks major c**k. And the downside to DP is that less of my besties are going there.
What to do?
I'm growing old too fast. I don't wanna grow up. I wish I could find my Peter Pan and he could take me to Neverland. But I'd miss the world and everything in it. Am I too mature for my age? Am I immature? I think too much. Must be the drugs. Makin' me loopy. I am so freaking afraid of death I cry just thinking about it. I wonder if I'm gonna be like mom. With no husband to grow old with. I feel so bad for her, but I don't know if I even wanna bring it up. I can tell she hates being alone and having to take care of me and H-man.
I sure as heck hope Heaven exists, cause I can't wait to get there.
