I rarely update this piece of crap anymore. I am surprised I am now. Well, I'm bored. I'm waiting to go to a movie with my friends. I don't really feel like going right now but whatever. I've been waiting all day so I am ( Read more... )

( Scarryy )

Corie made the tennis team. Okay, so at first it was the BOYS' tennis teams (stupid bitches) but eventually it was the girls...what now, sucka?

I am taking yoga lessons soon. I am gonna lose weight, bitch.

Last day of '05. Damn. When did I get so old?

Merry Christmas, fuckers. But really. I love you all.

Yay. Winter break! And I did good on my finals! And my nose hurts! And...just yay.

Dear Diary ( Read more... )

Hé le gosse,
vos amis vous aimera plus-
lavent loin l'eyeliner,
teignent votre brun de cheveux,
achètent une chemise blanche,
font des emplettes à un magasin,
jettent votre rasoir,
arrêtent la poésie de cliché d'écriture,
sentent un petit gosse d'optimistic.
Hé, vos amis vous aimera more.
Que personne n'est unique.

Hahahaha, I contradict myself.

I re-did my profile.
It's very bright, like my soul.
Hilarious, no?
Why am I typing like this?
I have no clue.
It's almost like a poem.
But the words are not rhymthic.
And the tone is not passionate.
And the overall structure...
Is...
Dull...

I'm cool. <3