HOLY FUCKING SHIT! People are fucking crazy. Well these fans are. Like legit, the shit on this shit was crazy. Half of them are claiming to have fucked half these boy banders. Whoa whoa whoa. I dig the music like legit but I am not delusion. That shit just sucks you in. I never heard of it or the slash shit. I'm not even going to check it out.
I like my musicians like my actors, I don't know two shit about them just the art they produce. I need to leave it now before I get sucked into teeny bopper world.
Caroline has made me a much more productive person. I joined yearbook and CUP and I actually do my work. Well sorta.
I can't live with someone like Anna. I just want to be lazy always. I see that she gets to sleep late and not do anything and I crave for it. So I mimic and unfortunately I have a real major with real classes. I look forward to being busy next semester.
I can't have too many moments alone to browse the internet..or I end up on sites like FBR-T. Oh god, I'm scarred.
Thanksgiving is next week. Unfortunately I am pretty depressed about it because I haven't lost weight. I had planned out and I just never followed it. It's not even about Gatsby anymore. I gave him up. But this is for myself. I need to lose the weight for my 21st.
I saw pictures of Kim on Facebook from Miguel's birthday. She looked gorgeous and so tiny! Props to her for being healthy. I mean I hope she's doing it the healthy way. It makes me sad because Hairo is with her now and even though I don't want to be with him in slightest, I makes me jealous that he is with a prettier girl. It's hard to explain.
Well I plan on going to the gym with Remi at 11. I have a 5 page paper to write and another one to rewrite. I know I can do it. I just have to get on doing it. I need addreal. It's terrible for me to say that. I'm going to ask Rem about it. She knows the deal. It might help with all my problems...
No pictures tonight. I'm not a fucking stalker.
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