Here I am sitting in my class, hating life yet again. I will never be able to be with him. Never. All because I won't except myself for who i am. I hate it. I hate everything in this world at the moment. Next class would be livable. Being bulimic every now and then just to love myself. Hating everything in life.
Well I just took 20 minutes of my life and straighted my head out a bit. I'm going to head to my friends house enjoy my time and then continue hating myself for not being a super outgoing person. i just want to say hey you I like you and I don't care if you don't like me back. But hell no that won't happen. You know why because I'm a chicken shit like that. I hate being the color I am! but then again on the other hand I love being who I am, this hap pends very rare. I'm over weight, aboriginal, too nice, shy at moments. I just don't know how to act around this fucking guy. it's like i can't think of something every time I'm near him. well i guess that explains the reason why I had a hard time trying to write in this journal update. Well before I start freaking out like crazy I am going to head it outside for some good fresh air. Hopefully i don't die ha ha I'm just joking around.
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