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I’m different,
so I must be a loser.

sure.

salutations,

i ain't no homewrecker

16.8.09

due to popular demand,
i'll revive my "bloggie".
-gasps-

rumors are stupid things.
thanks for screwing up 2009 for me.
really, really appreciating it now.
you know,
why don't you tell everyone i'm also a hoe who's sleeping around for cash?
yeah, that might make a really lovely story.
run along, tell your friends about who's got an imaginary boyfriend.
and while you're at that,
throw in an imaginary girlfriend too.
awesome story,
it'd make the bloody front page.
isn't that what you wanted in the first place?

so anyway,
i went to fmc in the morning.
and decided that everyone was super unenthu about everything.
>:/
then vivo with my parents.
i got this new shirt-hoodie-dunno-what-thingamabob.
o.o
then i met TAFS at PS.
and geniusly fell backwards on the escalator :

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."
"HAHA. OMG. WATCH OUT KEE YOU'RE SERIOUSLY GONNA FALL BACKWARDS."
"huh what?"
"you're gonna fall ...."
-falls backwards-
then amazingly,
the dude behind managed to not fall also.
HAHAHA.

tomorrow's chinese ct.
and physics.
physics = sure fail.
the teacher sure doesn't know how to teach.
or it could be i'm deaf and blind and stupid so i don't understand anything.
but i don't think half the class is deaf and blind and stupid.
sorry if i'm being crude but i don't care.
(:

if i say that i don't think i'm pretty, i'm looking for attention, and if i say yes, i'm a vain bitch. it's such a double standard in society; we tell girls that they should be confident and feel beautiful all the time, but then we tear down girls who are confident, out of jealousy and hate. i really don't get it.