city juice running down my cheek. rain rain go away.

written at 1:37 pm


"I have spare right now and everyone’s left because it’s last block. Haven't blogged in a while. 

It’s that time again! Exam time and it’s pretty stressful. Well not for me of course, because I only have two exams. Listening to everyone complain and groan is giving me harsh anxiety. Every day I have to listen to people convince themselves they’ll get into university, every day I listen to them stress over future plans. Why is everyone stressing this much? I guess that’s what happens when you leave everything last minute, especially LIFE PLANS. I mean, can you even plan your life? I don’t think you can but you could have some kind of path to follow. My life has never gone the way I’ve planned it, so now how do I know that what I’ve had planned for years for after high school will follow through? Now I’m just rambling, I should really reread and edit what I write before I publish it. Nah, that would take the fun out of it.

I’m kind of glad a certain person is out of my life. A huge weight has been lifted from my chest. I don’t think I could be and associate with someone without realistic life goals. Also, having to go back to talking an ex for an ego boost, that’s pretty pathetic and desperate.

In economics we were watching a movie and the guy said something pretty funny in my opinion: “A woman can be broke by herself, she doesn't need a man to help her be broke”. Oh man.

Oh jeez, my Ipod is on shuffle and I’m currently listening to Guns N Roses- Cats In The Cradle. Wow, flash back of walking around new west in the pouring rain not knowing what to do. The faint smell of cigarettes and wet dog surrounding me. Eyeliner galore, my DC skate shoes, my skull skateboard, my studded belt, the skull and roses jacket with the thumbholes, my charcoal skinnies, my orange mullet, my pierced nose. Oh man. Dirtiest, trashiest 8 months of my life. I’d never go back, but I don’t regret a thing. I’ve changed so much all around. Looking back at pictures now, I don’t even know who that girl is.

That’s a terrible way to end a blog, but the bell is going to ring and I have to get all my homework."


Nothing like a little camera whoring throughout the day

wouldn't i make a cute lesbian? random side thought.