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| i miss the little girl who would climb on top of her bike and ride for hours, the spring sun shifting into the late-autumn moon. the wind tousled her hair, the adrenaline rushed through her veins, and the laughter seemed everlasting. there was nothing stopping that girl on her joyride- she was free to be whoever she wanted to be. she could be an adventurer; she could be a risk-taker; she could be fearless. but most of all, that girl could be happy. she found pure joy in the simplest of things- from winning a bike race against all the neighborhood kids, to charging full-speed down a gigantic hill. and the crazy thing? that girl didn't even need training wheels.
she was on top of the world. | | |
| erm. so. haha. that didn't really work out .. will and i broke up xD it was actually really hilariously dramatic. let me elaborate: (*ahem*) when he first asked me out, he passed me a little note that said "will you go out with me? check yes, check no." and then i thought it was all a joke. because. yesh. guys are supposed to grow some balls and ask someone out in person by the time they hit puberty. you all remember this story, right? right. okay. so then... things were okay for a while. nothing GREAT happened, but nothing bad happened either. [*cough cough* for instance, we didn't almost burn my house down like when i was with my ex. long story short, i'll never make baked goods with a guy ever again]. yay. *happy dance* woohoo. ...yeah so eventually he cheated on me with some girl and then felt so bad about going behind my back that he decided to send me another note that said "i cheated on you. sorry. the whole time i was kissing her, i was thinking of you." ..............................................................epic. fail. haha. i ripped the note up and haven't talked to him since. i don't know if the note was his way of breaking up with me or if he was just trying to inform me on what was going on in his life, but either way, i considered us to be over. & i think he got the hint, because i just saw him making out with the girl all over again in the hallway yesterday at school. well. at least he's having fun. & while he's doing that, i'm gonna go clean up some poop my cat smeared all over the floor by scooting her butt across the carpet. she can't even lick her own butt, that's how fat she is. insane. | | |
| that's it. i'm so sick of everyone ranting on and on about how horribly shallow and intolerable girls are. & furthermore, most of the people who complain about girls are girls, and they throw everyone of their gender under the bus, except, of course, their completely righteous and perfect selves. because they aren't catty at all, even though they're putting down their own gender, right? right.
i'm just so sick of this. i've never been the kind of girl who stabs all my friends in the back, and i don't know why anyone would assume i was like that anyway just because i'm not a guy. is that fair at all? really? is it? i'm so annoyed. grr. | | |
| you know what i don't understand at all? why people point at their wrist when they're asking for what time it is. i mean, i know it's supposed to signify a watch, but....well. i think it's kind of stupid. seriously though. what if we started to do this with everything? what if we all pointed at our crotch when we had to go to the bathroom?
oh yes. chew on THAT. | | |
| who got a new boyfriend? nessa didd (: his name is will and he's gorgeous. his eyes are so blue i feel like i can melt in them, and his smile lights up a room. jeez. could i sound any more cliche? but anyway, he sent me one of those "will you be my girlfriend? check yes; check no" notes in class on friday. at first i didn't answer because thought he was kidding. i mean, sending a note is kind of...second grade-ish, you know? but then he came to me after class and asked what my answer is. & at this point i still thought he was kidding about the whole thing, so i laughed and said "oh yeah, i'll be your wifeyyy." and then he gave me a really strange look because he thought i was serious. so then i got really embarrassed and tried to create a distraction by dropping all my books. it was great start to our relationship, if i do say so myself. | | |
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