I really hate it when people make plans for me to do something without even consulting me about it before it’s planned and confirmed. It really irks me right to the bone. Mom and Grammy planned for me to go to Gram’s house after Dad’s for two days. I love my Grammy to pieces, but I just can’t be alone with her longer than three days. I go nuts. The good thing about being at her house was that I wasn’t able to go on the net, so it was good for me. Indeed.
I can’t believe that Rockboy loves me. Says he loves me. I put him through shit, and I hate it, but he still says he loves me. I got to talk to him twice on the phone in the last few days. ♥ I told him I loved him. I do. I know I love him as a friend, and I really like him. So much. He makes me happy. And I can’t wait for him to move up here at the end of August. I just hope he’s able to. –crosses fingers-
I really don’t have much else to say. I’ve been watching a lot of Animal Planet lately, which I find weird. Usually I don’t watch it. Maybe I’ve been brainwashed.
Is it abnormal to always think there’s something wrong with yourself? I mean, I’m always paranoid I might be having a heart attack or something of the sort if the left of my chest hurts. I just shouldn’t worry.
I really despise shopping for clothes. That’s what Grammy and I did today, to look for a dress for my cousin Molly’s wedding in September. I hate it. I absolutely hate it, ‘cause most of everything is to small, or to big. Nothing fits. Maybe I don’t fit. My type of body doesn’t fit in society’s expectations these days. Shucks. I’m the inconsistent nuisance.
What am I talking about?
♥Norie
×Hates×
Violence. Drugs. Alcohol. Insecurity. Summer. Annoying people.