Strange how yesterday I felt empty and alone, like I had no reason to live, and today I’m fine. Maybe it’s just my hormones increasing because it’s that time. This is why I hate being a girl, because that’s not the only thing increasing. I’m talking about those annoying red things on your face. I hate it… I’d rather just burn my face off than live with it.
I want to talk to Rockboy, but I know that either I wont ever talk to him again, or I will in time. This is so lame though. I just wish he could have acted maturely about it, unless he really did love me. But still. -growls-
Why do people at school have to be so stupid? You’re walking behind them in the hall, and they stop dead in their tracks turn around and yell something in Spanish [with a really annoying voice] to a friend way behind them, and you’re already in a bad mood. You just want to push them so they fall, and you can be on your way, then you’d just laugh. But no, I’m too nice, though I still have those urges. Oh boy, do I have urges. Sometimes I just hate trying to be nice… because no one ever acknowledges it. Fuckers.
I want to stop being boy crazy. I want to work hard on getting good grades this year. I want to just not worry about the things I worry about anymore. I want to love myself. I want to lose weight, because right now I’m just not happy [I never am about that], and I won’t solve the happiness by eating lots of junk food. I want to be happy. Why is that so hard for me to accomplish?
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I just don’t like being a teenager. I’m ready for change. Maybe.
♥Norie
×Hates×
Violence. Drugs. Alcohol. Insecurity. Summer. Annoying people.