i don't mean to brag but i got 98/100 for singing! ha. well it was like a mike thingy which rated you? it was cocked up but hey. when you're me you need all the cheap thrills you can get. anyway, it all happened in deniisha's house which was where i was the whole afternoon today(: she had brownies with ice cream and i was so happy because brownies=chocolates=dopamine release(: well that's caffeine but chocolate does the same thing for me. and when you add in ice cream its nirvana. pure pleasure. okay. whatever. bet all of you know brownie and ice cream anyway.

sooo. I'm leaving on friday and i haven't even started thinking about what I'm going to bring. i don't even know which luggage I'm bringing. you know, if i were younger, i would romanticize this whole trip and go. 'oh I'm leaving this town, leaving all my hurt and memories behind.' and stare out the damn airplane window like I'm an actress in a bad b list movie. but hey. you know what. i am through romanticizing every single thing. not only is it embarrassing, it hurts cause its not real. and from now on, I'm on a strict reality only diet. it hurts but god. what doesn't hurt. even brownies and ice cream make you fat. so see? everything hurts. when doctors go this wont hurt abit they probably mean this will hurt so much you'd wished you skipped life and gone straight to death.

oh and one more thing. i absolutely abhor people who
1.answer questions with questions.(like wth? how about answer first, ask later? i'm not an international spy out to sabotage the country. i'm 14 for god's sake!)
2.throw a tantrum when you ask a question. and don't answer the question in the end.(like don't go through all the trouble of screaming in anger if you're not going to answer the bloody question)
3.don't answer the god damn question. (this is the worst. i hate it when people ignore me. makes me want to shout in their ears HEY. REMEMBER ME. IM STANDING RIGHT HERE. AND I AM ASKING YOU A QUESTION. SO IF YOU WOULD JUST FIND YOUR MISSING MANNERS MAYBE YOU COULD ANSWER ME?)

well whadaya know. this is the longest post of probably these two months. and not even a mention of that. or it. whatever. im just looking for something to do to put off packing. have i meantion i really hate packing? well not really. just hate packing for family holidays. okay. digressing here. so yes. i guess im over it. bring out the champagne(:

;je'taime