UrbanDecay13 , 20

Prom was really fun last night.
My corsage was beautiful.
He matched me perfectly.
He almost seemed like a gentlemen for a few hours.
I wish my mom had been here to see it all.
I guess she'll just get to see pictures.


My friends are starting to make fun of me for making out with Brandon x a million on the dance floor.
Whatever.
I bet my teachers thought that was funny. I don't really seem like that kind of girl I suppose.



At Dustin's house I really liked hanging out with Kevin.
I'm so stupid.
He totally fell asleep on my lap.
He's a sweet kid.
The exact opposite of what I have now.



I like riding in a car with Brandon.
That makes me happy.
I like to hold his hand and kiss him at stoplights.
Like that's how it's supposed to be. The boy picks up the girl for a date.
I'm so traditional.

Friday was a good day.
I enjoy Brandon. :]


Softball is stupid.
I can't wait until it's over.
Gay forreal.
This season has been a waste.
Next year will be too.
I just have to hope GCH is amazing.



I'm really mostly happy right now forreal.
Prom in 5 days. :]
I get to see Brandon again. :]
I'm really excited for the sillyness that is prom.

Birthdays can be okay if you're with the right people and have the right movies and the right junk food.
And if you get a call from the right person, even if it's at the wrong time.


I miss Brandon.


I've also decided that I'm a total bitch. But a happy one at that.
Hah.
So this girl that I mostly hate was going to the beach today and I assume she doesn't go very often. So the beach was kind of crappy today if you're the kind of person that only goes once in a while and had to drive all that way to get there. And I was sooooo delighted because I'm sure she couldn't have had a good time.
Hahhahahahahhahaah. I'm awful.

I hate birthdays.

Really.
I'm always dissappointed.
x a million.


Gross.

There are some things I have learned in my recent past that I'm excited to share with you tonight, and one thing Ive realized is that we all want to leave behind a legacy; we all want to be remembered for something. And then I was thinking going, How can I be remembered? and then I suddenly realized you can do it on a daily basis, even if its one on one with people. For example, the other day, I saw a young boy, and he was eating an ice cream cone, I ran up and I smashed it into his face, I leaned in, I go, You remember me forever! and I ran away. Cause you know when he's 50, he's gonna be like, One day a man ran up to me, I did not know this man, he smashed my treat into my eyes. And he pointed and said, "You fuckin remember me forever." But I did not say fuckin, I did not say that. He added fuckin to make the story more intense and interesting. He deserves to have ice cream smashed in his face,cause he's a lying 50 year old man. I did NOT say fuckin. -- Dane Cook



Anyways.
Softball is gay.
I hate boys?
Actually I love them but I'm cleverly disguised as someone who hates them. Especially one.
Drunk boys are even worse.

What am I gonna do?