Yeppers. It is I, again, wishing to speak about me. As if there is anyone else as important as I! Well, what's new?!?! Well, I'm sick of the citrus blonde, so I am going to dye it Chocolate Cherry. OMG, that sounds totally yummy. I'm totally yummy . So in my life. I've gotten rid of a lot of my "friends". Rosie, Stryker, Christina, etc etc. It's just really time to surround myself with people who love me and care what happens to me and not get afraid when I am not having a normal day. Peeps that will stand by me regaurdless. Anyways, Star Wars suck. I want to go see Spiderman. OMG, Toby looks so hot in that suit. lol.
So, Chris and Alex won the amazing race. Big whoop! I hoped that Blake and Paige would have won. They are such good people. But Will, ugh!!!!!!! He's a total ass! Yuck. Well, now Survivor is about to wrap up. I hope Kathy takes it all. She deserves it. And Buffy. OMG, BUFFY IS THE BEST SHOW EVER Okay, Spikes trying to get the chip out of his head and Willow is screwing up everything because her girlfriend died. And her hair is all black now, which I think is so friggen sexy and that's the main reason I'm re-dying my hair. So yummy!
Okay, so the reason why I'm getting rid of all my "friends". Well, Cheryl just talked to me one night and I was telling her how "great" my "friends" were. And we started talking. . I told her about Rosie being scared of me for some reason, and how she always sticks her boyfriend in my face. SO Cheryl said stop being friends with her. Then, I told her how good Stryker is to me. How he is always accussing me of wanting him and fag bashing me ta all his friends. So she told me to get rid of him. So, then to Christina, the snotty little hoochie who I also called my friend. She would always try to start stuff between stephanie and I and Cheryl and I. So, got rid of her. Then to my dear sweet friend Mike D. The one who writes shit about me in his journal thinking that I don't see it but I do. He loves talking about my weight when it goes up and ignores it when it's going down., Yeah, I can't believe the people I once called friends. Geezus, it's a shame. I don't think I will ever get this friendship thing.
Anyways, I need a boyfriend Goddamnit. If only I can find my perfect guy. I don't know. I know he's out there. I'm so sick of these horndogs and pot head crack attics. I need to work my inner thighs so I gotta go. Love ya.
In Other News
I have a new Kitty named Sylvia (After my girl Sylvia)
Am I high maiteniece?
College is a commin'.
I wish I were a cummin.
Bye
So, Chris and Alex won the amazing race. Big whoop! I hoped that Blake and Paige would have won. They are such good people. But Will, ugh!!!!!!! He's a total ass! Yuck. Well, now Survivor is about to wrap up. I hope Kathy takes it all. She deserves it. And Buffy. OMG, BUFFY IS THE BEST SHOW EVER Okay, Spikes trying to get the chip out of his head and Willow is screwing up everything because her girlfriend died. And her hair is all black now, which I think is so friggen sexy and that's the main reason I'm re-dying my hair. So yummy!
Okay, so the reason why I'm getting rid of all my "friends". Well, Cheryl just talked to me one night and I was telling her how "great" my "friends" were. And we started talking. . I told her about Rosie being scared of me for some reason, and how she always sticks her boyfriend in my face. SO Cheryl said stop being friends with her. Then, I told her how good Stryker is to me. How he is always accussing me of wanting him and fag bashing me ta all his friends. So she told me to get rid of him. So, then to Christina, the snotty little hoochie who I also called my friend. She would always try to start stuff between stephanie and I and Cheryl and I. So, got rid of her. Then to my dear sweet friend Mike D. The one who writes shit about me in his journal thinking that I don't see it but I do. He loves talking about my weight when it goes up and ignores it when it's going down., Yeah, I can't believe the people I once called friends. Geezus, it's a shame. I don't think I will ever get this friendship thing.
Anyways, I need a boyfriend Goddamnit. If only I can find my perfect guy. I don't know. I know he's out there. I'm so sick of these horndogs and pot head crack attics. I need to work my inner thighs so I gotta go. Love ya.
In Other News
I have a new Kitty named Sylvia (After my girl Sylvia)
Am I high maiteniece?
College is a commin'.
I wish I were a cummin.
Bye