I just wish some one would tell me that the world would truly accept me no matter how I looked.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
fear of......men?
i dont want to go into the real world. Yes i do have boyfriend but he's so immature its like im practically dating a freshman. without the creepy-ness .
I dont want to be around real men. I've shut my self in my own little "nothing but a few friends" bubble. I'm scared of older men. How the male mind works is such a mystery to me. Now if hes an older guy living outside of the lame high school world, his thought process is most likely to be even more complicated. 5 more days until i'm 18. what are we even supposed to do once we are 18. "hey i can vote now even though i never cared much for politics!!" wooooooo!!!
This isn't the first time i'm scared like this either i remember when i was going to be a freshman i was afraid that kids would be rude but what scared me the most were boys. the scary part was that they were a mystery to me. What guys thought about was a mystery..
aside from academic stuff this is what worries me about college
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
i want to like myself
I really do i wish i could just look at myself and "Oh that's just me, whatever" but i cant. i just want a normal self accepting brain.
Is all the snickering in my head? Do girls really say that i'm disgusting behind my back?
I'm really scared and confused. i want to be thin but i think subconsciously I really just want the confidence...
the two conflicts in my brain are will i eat good full meals tomorrow or stay under 200?
Thursday, March 17, 2011
i say i want to do "poster of a girl"- metric
"its about sex that is not appropriate"
i say "blindness"- metric
"well alright but you still have two more"
i say "running up that hill" -placebo
"that song was written for a man"
damn bitch wont let me pick any songs i want and who cares whether a song is for a man a a woman.
then she goes " if you dont want to fallow the rules then you cant participate"
shes a freaken english teacher what does she know about music.
then some girl comes in with a ke$ha song and its okay for her to sing that!
Shes letting everyone do whatever song they want she just wants me to quit so her stupid niece can be in the show. I'm not letting her do that.
so my song list ends up being
"blindness"- metric
"running up that hill" -placebo
"sadness runs through him" - the hoosiers
i know should have written songs myself but I cant. I hate putting part of my self in a song and being exposed it scares me.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
what should I do?
i have to choose a song to sing for a thingy my school is throwing to raise money for Japan. it gunna big it our 2 biggest high schools in the county i get 3 songs. I cant come up with any songs to sing.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
just stuff
here is some results that i got on few quizzes online.
You Are More Like Audrey Hepburn |
You are classy, stylish, and charming. You are the true definition of grace. Some people may think you're a pushover, but they have no idea how tough you can be. You tend to draw people in with your mind. You are an intelligent and witty flirt. You are effortlessly gorgeous and naturally appealing. No one would accuse you of trying too hard. what kind of celebrity would you be? |
You Would Be a Down to Earth Celebrity | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||
You aren't easily impressed or star struck, and if you were to become famous, it wouldn't change your own opinion about yourself. You'd still treat everyone as you always have, and more importantly, you wouldn't expect to be treated any differently. You'd be friendly to your fans and as accessible as possible. After all, they're the ones who make you famous. You'd be a celebrity in the mold of Kate Winslet, Renee Zellweger, John Mayer, and Ashton Kutcher. which Victoria's secret angel are you?
What your bathroom habit say about you?
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Tuesday, March 8, 2011
aww fuck
fuck.
fuck prom.
I have to go....its my fucken duty......as a girl...
I have to drop two dress sizes in 3 months. I cant achieve it in a healthy way. Fuck my life
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