let's see what's changed... after april 8th tthe last day that i wrote in herrrre.
con's in jail..
im a manerger now
gotta raise
skinniner
got a melrose pericing
got a tattoo.
im happy but lonlely
im in make up school
i have more make up
im more strong/confudent/know my worth a bit more
my dadd is back..
woah..there's a lot of chance in 4 months.
so.... the question is............ HOW am i doing?
im doing good.. i guess. I remanber back in the days i read an article about.. being postive.. how to be postive and what you should do to archieve it.. anways..the whole point of that article as i remanber... even tho your sad or mad.. or not feeling well.. you should always answer GOOD.. or GReat.. ect. this apparenly gets people to want to be your friend.. lol.. i ddont know.. sometimes i wonder.. when can you express your own feelings? how? and when is the RIGHT time? you know.. sometimes you need to let everything out... i mean.. everything... shit just get build in you u know.. sometimes without you even notice..
ITs like period.. or a some kind of cleans.. or DETOX... you need to shit things out... you need to get it once a month.. to get all the didrty blood... or all the garbage food that you ate thru out times... but questions.. when is a right time for me?
another thing is im pissed off at my bestfirned.. i meant.. VERY FUCKING PISSED OFF at her.. she's just soo selfish .. you know? not nice.. at all.. it's all about her... when was the last time she made me happy? when was the last time she brought me presents? like i did for her? arugh.. i hate her!!!! not very happy at all... i hope she fall slips and crash into a car!!!
As i get older... i find myself... you just lose all your close firends.. and people that u use to connect with... you guys go diffrent ways... and have diffrent thoughts... your mind just seperates you from everything everyone you know.. i guess that what makes us.. diffrent.. how we brought up.. how we do things..and how was we taught.
i miss conrad.. lol.. i should slap myself for saying that... or maybe feel ashamed. i do.. i realy do.. why wtf.. untill this day.. i still dont know why.. i went out for a date.. but nahh.. just aint the same. just aint. maybe its the history.. maybe bcuz im dumn.. but i highly doubt that im dumn... whatever i dont care.. let it be.
ciao.~ |