The orientation/potluck for school is in 3 days and I'm so excited cause I get to see my friends! Im actually gonna try and think more positively this year, I dunno. Heck, I don't know if I'm gonna use up all of this journal. What if I fill it up with irrelevant things? This pen is too liquidy. I wonder how many people got haircuts or who got cuter. I didn't expect this summer to be fun, and it wasn't, so there's another reason to be psyched for school. Poop. I wish my mom would take me to the spa, I've never been. I wanna get pampered and feel like a show dog. Okay wow this is sounding more like a diary than a school journal, wtf? Who really gives a flying fuck anyways? No ones gonna read this and in a few years, none of this shit that I'm writing down right now won't matter. Fuck that, fuck this. I want new clothes, I'd feel better. I want I want I want. I sound greedy. Ugh, a con about school is that it's gonna be another boring year of boring sandwiches for lunch in cheap plastic bags. IDONTWANTANYDRAMA. That's what ruined seventh grade for me blegh. Fine, this can be 30% diary 70% school journal, only because I have so many thoughts. Like I have so many thoughts that if you gave me a whole stack of paper they wouldn't be able to make it. I love my Internet friends. They're easy to talk to when I'm feeling deep and shit. My real friends- all they're really good for is making me laugh. Except this one girl who can talk to me and make me laugh. Casey's a, a, butthole. Why. Why does he have to be apart of my everyday thought process. My god. First loves must really be something special. Eh. Tv shows have better lives than me. I want a friendship like Eric and Donna and a love like Cory and Topanga. I'm sorry I get easily irritated at you family. I guess attitude runs in the genes. The Fear by Lily Allen is stuck in my head. Why. I like people who like new and old rock music. I don't like how my "friends" like to invade my everything and think its okay. The Sex Pistols rock my bare feet that I walk in everyday. Forgetting the fact that I have slippers, not caring that my feet attract dirt. Araya made me smile today. It was the first time I've smiled in a while. If you think about it, I don't really know if I'm happy or not. What if I'm Just naturally fine all the time? I'm kinda tired. My iPod Is acting up. Actually it's not my iPod. It's the fucking charger we haven't bothered to replace. I'm annoyed but I need to brush my teeth. Which isn't necessarily fun. It's just necessary.
August 28th, 2012/Tuesday/11:10 PM, it just turned 11:11 PM. Damn.
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