He doesn't mind me talking about woman problems. He says he's always wondered what it's like being a girl. How stupid is he? He's in a girl's head!
lol
Our consciences are so weird, well mine.
lol He's torturing me, it's like I have a button in my head that makes me think of Nick, and he's constantly pressing it! ERG.
Wow, if I couldn't log in, I'd die. Literally. XD
Not much, hanging out with Jake, who is playing with my hair.
XD
its 3;30 in the morning where i live
and ive been up since six yesterday morning.
but yea...
im avioding writing any new updates right now
its scary
and im blank
if i dont get anything by noon
ill force something onto the screen
^_^"
XD
death threats te the story must be good>
I dunno though.
i don't really like the first part
but i love the second and third
^.^"
im updating asap....
but now my sister wants the computer
and my times up.
im determined to do 2 or 3 updates tomarrow though.
Well...
I've liked my best friend, Nick, for about ten, or nine years now, since kindergarten, so I've watched him go out with random girls, a few sluts, and a few bitches. So finally yesterday, for some random reason he asks me out. So today we were bored, so Nick and I went to the mall today and out of nowhere this mob of girls crowded him up, and asked for his number, and hugged him, KISSED him on the LIPS on the cheek THE LIPS, and all that chizz. And he didn't do anything at all, like I wasn't even there, like I wasn't even his girlfriend. So I ditched him, and went to the arcade, and met this dude, so when Nick comes and finally finds me, the dude and I are playing this shooting game, and laughing, so Nick gets pissed, and well, they ended up in a big fight. And he's even more pissed that I got mad at him, and for defending the dude. It's been a day, and we're already pissed at each other. And then, today, Me and that dude I met at the arcade, Jake, well, he came over today, and I was crying my eyes out, because Nick was deciding whether or not we should break up, so there I was in my pj's, hair all messed up, eyes red and puffy, and he comes over. So at first I thought it was one of my friends who were coming over with oreos an dice cream, but it turned out to be him. And he just stared at me, and then he apologized, and then he bought me oreos! We stayed in my room for hours watching random movies, but he made sure none of the movies had anything to do with romance, best friends who go out, or the name Nick. And then I found out HE'S GAY. So now, I know that Nick and him fighting was for no reason at all. Wonderful isn't it? So I've wasted my entire life crushing over a guy who happens to be my best friend, so I've heard all of his relationship problems, him talking about girls who he likes, and all that stuff, and I didn't even bother for a boyfriend, so he was my first bf, my first crush, my first friend, and soon to be my first ex.
Sorry it was so long, I'm just really upset, and had to let it out. Sorry again.
Nice...XD
I'm the edge of breaking up with my first boyfriend, biggest crush. And you know what's funny? HE JUST ASKED ME OUT YESTERDAY! One day, and we're almost over, and I've liked him for years. Wow, years of watching him date random girls, a few sluts, and a few bitches has come to nothing.
Other than that, I'm just peachy!
I've gotten used to sarcasm, and that with the peachy business was sarcasm. ERG. I swear, I've been crying for like three hours nonstop, and my eyes are all red and puffy.
I think James should jump off a cliff, and die, but then, my body would have to come too, and I don't want that to happen...
If I was once a boy, I'd laugh, and it would answer so many questions in my life...XD
XD
James says that Keelie is a weirdo.
I say, Keelie is so right.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?
James says I was a boy, but my parents turned me into a girl for the sake of their eyes, because I'm an extremely ugly dude...
That was random, I know, but my conscience is MENTAL.
He he, James says Keelie is a retard. James has his own mind, I swear. He doesn't like anything I like. I mean, he's A DUDE, and I'm a girl. Seriously, am I a shman, because i have a boy conscience.
Okay, I will. XD
My brain doesn't take my crap. You know how in books and stuff they have that voice inside their head, their conscience? Well, IN COMPLETE HONESTY, I have one. I could lie to myself, and James(my conscience) would just argue. See? My brain is too logical, and can't believe sarcasm,yet I'm so gullible.
Nice advice, but that wouldn't really work. It seems as though HALF of the school is in on it with her, which really sucks.
Really? I can't do that, because I get really nervous, and dizzy. I usually either pass out, cry, or run away crying. I can't seem to pretend I'm alone in the room.
You're Lucky.