im kinda a crazy person. retarded when it comes to hanging out with my friends. rarely depressed, i love my life. rebellious, although i dont get much chance. but when i do, god, my parents would shudder if only they knew. or lock me up. i like writing in short, choppy sentences. probably a product of being forced to write incredibly eloquently at school. i currently do preIB and let me tell you, it is a fucking bitch. luckily im dropping next year for AP. i am smart, but i may be one of the LAZIEST people you will ever meet. i hate my family for no clear reason and love my friends more than anything. and my boyfriend even more than that. yeah, im in love for the first time. say what you will. i want to protect him from the world. and himself. its kinda an uphill battle. he does a whole lotta shit he shouldnt and doesnt believe he has a very bright future. he may be right, but i tell him constantly that its not too late, its never too late. but you could say it causes me a lot of grief and i honestly want only the best for him. [he is currently beginning to apply himself in school, cut back on all the...ahem, stuff he does, and control his stubborn temper so he wont get into so many fights with his parents. im so very proud of my baby!] i am plugged into my ipod about 23/7. the remaining hour is when my ear buds fall out from sleeping, or i have to take them out to hear people speaking. im going to be deaf by the time im thirty, i swear. im a bit scene, leaning towards prep, according to said boyfriend. i love converse and tight pants (especially on boys), neon-bright colors, rain, and HATE the whole rural deal, although i live in the middle of nowhere. i dunno, ask my parents. my plan in life is to live in hogwarts, which will be located in forks, washington, which will be located in middle earth. my alternate plan is to go to med school and work in seattle as a doctor. i will marry either micheal phelps or shaun white. dont say i wont, cuz i will. im kinda a vulgar and in your face type of person. i dont very much care if you think im a bitch. i try my best to tell people what i think, even if they hate it. i figure they can deal. "haters make me famous, you ignoramus" hah. wanna know a secret? i actually dont ever wanna be famous. celebrities and everything to do with them are fucking overrated. one of my biggest pet peeves is when people say im copying them. actually, its mainly people...thats what i hate. people are so complicated, i just dont understand them. hell, i dont even understand myself. i am exceptionally pale when compared to others, but stick me with a group of gingers, and you will find me to be black. i am a daywalker. i am gingermo. get it? ginger-emo? didnt think so. inside joke. i am still a kid at heart. i love barbies, spongebob, and coloring books. i love reminiscing about those good old days of day care and playgrounds. i hate planning things. not to mention im AWFUL at it. i enjoy spontaneity. i fully believe you should live life to its fullest because youre only young once. party hardy from time to time. make and learn from your own mistakes. you let me fuck up my life the way i want, and ill let you fuck up yours. i do believe in god, fyi, but god doesnt believe in me. so im not religious at all. and ill do what i want, thank you very much. i am repelled by anything my parents are and cant wait to move out. intolerant, restrictive, hardcore christian, anti-abortion, anti-gay, anti-drugs, anti-liberal, anti-pretty-much-everything, all things they are that i will NEVER be. another thing that really fucking pisses me off? hypocrites. id rather be considered a socially inept asshole than be a hypocrite. its basically lying. i am beginning to appreciate having guys as friends. i never did before this year really, but now i realize they cause and participate in a lot less drama than girls. must be the estrogen. i am NOT athletic in the least. i just really really suck at sports and hate working out. running is the worst: i cant breathe. i would just like to put it out there that even recreational smoking fucks up your lungs. i get emotional at times. you could call me oversensitive. but really. you shoulda seen me three or four years ago. i cried all the time and it was very embarrassing. now i have developed the ability to hold it in most of the time and my new favorite thing to do is to plaster the "no one home" mask onto my face when someone is talking to me. its hilarious to see how frustrated they get. its the only way i can take their shit. and sometimes i get so angry, i momentarily contract tourettes and start wildly cussing and screaming, but so hard that im crying too. and other times i laugh so hard i cry. hmmm...bipolar? maybe.
and thats only part of my story. my life is still writing itself :] |
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