dear ________,

I don't know what's wrong with you. At all. Maybe you were dropped on your head as a baby. Sorry for being so cruel about it, but really. Your actions are so hurtful. Very very hurtful. And you know all of this - I've told you multiple times. And you want to compromise. Because it is always my fault.


dear ________,

Honestly, I don't care about you anymore. Really, that's all I would say to you.


dear _______,

Invite me to your senior prom. I miss you.


dear _______,

I miss our friendship. I feel like you vanish every time I get involved with someone. I just want my best friend back.

All I can really say is "ahhhh", as in a sigh of relief. My first semester of senior year is almost over. I got over a 4.0 GPA. My life feels as if it has regained order. And I am content with my few friends, college, and my future.

That's all I really have to say.


(weird video, nice music).

I don't really have much work today. Sure, it's finals, but all of my grades are so final in those classes soooo....

The idea of college and not having to see anyone from high school for a very long time has hit me. It seems...nice. The idea of escaping so much drama is appealing. I can't stay on campus during lunch anymore - it's very uncomfortable. I feel like I've wasted my time in a group where I'm not exactly noticed. And, I don't really seem to mind (that I'm not noticed). I have a few good friends. That's all I care about.

I mean, who cares if he hates you with a fiery passion? Or she talks about you, makes fun of you, blah blah. I am running the risk of sounding cheesy, but these aren't the people you would want to surround yourself with. And college is an escape into real life.

By the way, I got a partial ride to Oregon. I can't lie - that makes me a bit excited.

The days continue to drag on. Tomorrow is Friday - thank God.

I officially have Adobe Photoshop again. My harddrive crashed and I lost it. Tragic, right?

While driving to school today, I was listening to the radio. And, while listening to the radio, I rediscovered a song. An older song, at that. It really isn't the type of music I listen to now, but sometimes...well. sometimes I have to make an exception.



Oh, I had the chance to go to a Broadway musical yesterday. Except I decided I had too much work...which I did. Kinda bummed I missed out. Especially since my friend told me that one of the main characters kinda looks like my boyfriend. Ah well.

I am extremely negative throughout this blog. Well, if you only take into consideration the last few posts.

I'll try to update this blog more. Keep word being try. It completely slips my mind - I find it difficult to just, well - type. This is a blog that my friends know about, so I must take care into what I write about.

So,

COLLEGE.

I'm excited for it. Mainly because it is a new start. I've encountered many...problems at my current school. Unnecessary ones, at that. The idea of distancing myself from all of this teenage bullshit just sounds appealing. It's as if I have social Senoritis - I'm slacking off on my friendships. Oddly enough, I'm fine with it. I just want to start my life already, ya know?

Ok, let me rephrase this - if I am talking to you regularly, that mean that I like you. I want to be friends with you. My goal is not to sound like a better-than-you bitch.

Oh another note, I put newspaper on my nail. Yes, newspaper. As in that ancient thing that old men usually read in the morning on the toilet (excuse my blunt attitude). It was pretty fun. I'm no good at small designs - it would take me ages and, frankly, I just don't like them all too much (unpopular opinion!). You can check out how to do it here:

http://www.cutoutandkeep.net/projects/newspaper-nails

I also suggest dipping the paper in water before applying it to your nails.


Oh, I discovered a pretty awesome song as well. I'll let it speak for itself.