I think I may make another blog for high school.
Obviously, it hasn't started yet but still. I should warn you.
I bet no one ever reads this anyways.
Haha.
Love. Love.
My friends say I don't believe in love.
??
All I said was that I want an arranged marriage with some rich guy.
Too bad they don't do that anymore.
Maybe this is only because I never experienced love.
I am told so many times it only leads to heartache.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Daylight Savings
God. I hate daylight savings. One hour forward? Didn't they just do that?
How does it save anything if you turn the lights on earlier?
How does it save anything if you turn the lights on earlier?
Rings
I just love those rings at Target.
I wonder if anybody else likes them too?
Like with the engravings and messages.
~Confidence is Key <3 Yn
I wonder if anybody else likes them too?
Like with the engravings and messages.
~Confidence is Key <3 Yn
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
The Mood Swings Are Back?
Nooo wayyy.
I keep reading old posts and that is what makes me keep posting.
Anyways,
exactly 9:00 PM
I get these random bursts of happiness. Like I start laughing for no apparent reason.
So weird.
9:01 PM
I really want to be nice and sweet. A good person.
I am.
I really am trying.
<3 Yn
I keep reading old posts and that is what makes me keep posting.
Anyways,
exactly 9:00 PM
I get these random bursts of happiness. Like I start laughing for no apparent reason.
So weird.
9:01 PM
I really want to be nice and sweet. A good person.
I am.
I really am trying.
<3 Yn
More Posts on the same day, same hour.
I think I may have given up on guys.
They are very immature and stupid.
Not all but most.
The guy I like has to be special. There has to be something about him thats different from the rest.
I dont care about looks. Strange?
But it is verryy important.
Totally procrastinating.
Shame on me.
<3 Yn
They are very immature and stupid.
Not all but most.
The guy I like has to be special. There has to be something about him thats different from the rest.
I dont care about looks. Strange?
But it is verryy important.
Totally procrastinating.
Shame on me.
<3 Yn
Happiness
I think this is very wierd.
I feel happy when somebody likes me.
I think I could fall in love but I don't want to.
I think that I am no good for the guy.
Why me?
What was there?
So many other girls.
Lonely girls.
I am not a typical girl.
I am pretty sure all girls out there have something really special about them which draws certain guys to them.
It's sweet.
I hate guys who like one girl and then move on.
It is sort of strange how mine stay.
I don't deserve it.
It makes me very happy though.
STUUDDYY. Must study for the big test.
Auughh.
<3 Yn
I feel happy when somebody likes me.
I think I could fall in love but I don't want to.
I think that I am no good for the guy.
Why me?
What was there?
So many other girls.
Lonely girls.
I am not a typical girl.
I am pretty sure all girls out there have something really special about them which draws certain guys to them.
It's sweet.
I hate guys who like one girl and then move on.
It is sort of strange how mine stay.
I don't deserve it.
It makes me very happy though.
STUUDDYY. Must study for the big test.
Auughh.
<3 Yn
Nm.
Long time.
No writing here anymore.
Huge test tomorrow.
Soccer, the best sport in the world, is over.
It was the one sport I actually like being on the team for.
Volleyball was bad.
Nice friends.
I am a real actress. Lol. Just sometimes it get tiring, acting.
Fake crying is so hard these days.
In the movies, it's so fake. Eye drops.
Where are the naturals these days.
~Thank You. But no more. Maybe. Unless I feel very obliged to do this.
<3 Yn
No writing here anymore.
Huge test tomorrow.
Soccer, the best sport in the world, is over.
It was the one sport I actually like being on the team for.
Volleyball was bad.
Nice friends.
I am a real actress. Lol. Just sometimes it get tiring, acting.
Fake crying is so hard these days.
In the movies, it's so fake. Eye drops.
Where are the naturals these days.
~Thank You. But no more. Maybe. Unless I feel very obliged to do this.
<3 Yn
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