I don’t like waking up in an igloo. Or seeing the sun all nice and shiny and then walking out and it being a frozen tundra. Or having to wear jackets. Or my nose being cold. Or seeing every girl in the world wear uggs. Or the rain. Or the short days. Or having to wake up in the dark.
Who cares that the leaves stop producing chlorophyll and they fall off and die.
We got down. So much fun just sitting and singing as badly as you can with all your friends. Especially if you have a bunch of pillow pets. I really love leadershippers. They are so chill and its a perfect mix of people I wouldn’t usually see or hangout with. Its beautiful. I sang “I Will Survive”. I admit, it was perfect. I should have been a black soul singer. I guess other people were okay. Really good day.
Then college came up on the way home and I got bummed.
I guess its only girls who sit around and talk about other girls. Maybe guys do it a little bit, but not as much. We can be pretty mean when we get into it but honestly, when I talk and it maybe isn’t the kindest its just because I need to get something out. Unless we have a serious problem with each other a little “shit talking” is healthy.
All humans suck and we have to learn where to draw the line on what crap you want to take from other people.
Bummed around all day. Went over to Bres with Starla and Bruckner. Then they left then I met up with Kyle and Jane to go bowling, but then we went back to Bre’s. And then Victor came over. And then the guy Bre’s talking to came over. Hes a funny guy. I was super awkward as I always am with people I don’t know. I can’t help it. :( Then we left to finally bowl and there was a cover charge and then it was getting late and Jane needed to go home so we went home and I’m going to sleep.
Short day at school. I wore my maxi dress so I didn’t have to shave my legs. I announced Hermy’s death. People laughed. Jane saved me. Thank you Jane, I really appreciated you standing up and explaining while I was being pathetic. Much love for you was in my heart at that moment. Then I went to the mall with Jessica. I saw boots that I really liked but can’t afford. In three hours, she bought socks. Then we drove back home and went to help with Basketball Registration. We have decided to become coaches. I’m obviously head coach so I can be the boss of her for once even if I have no talent. Then I’m tired and I watched TV and I blogged.
Jane Hong everybody. She's smarther than black and filipinos.
PREACH IT. Honestly, ASB P and VP always come to me asking for advice— I give them my honest opinion, and they never listen. I told them to do it the day of and they didn’t listen. Blacks and filipinos though…
because i want to look good in that little black dress.
because i want a cute butt.
because i want to sit down and have my stomach still be flat.
because i don’t want to have a muffin top.
because i want to be a successful before and after picture.
because i want someone to think i’m pretty.
because i want to have confidence.
This is *soo true.
THIS. Is so messed up. If you need to be skinny to be beautiful, to be happy, to think you are lovable, then that’s some societal image screwing you up. I’ve said it again and again. I don’t think any person I know needs to lose weight to be “pretty”. The girls I know are human. Every girl sucks it in for a picture, doesn’t eat when shes at the beach, or feels crappy because she doesn’t. I am tired of this. Do I want everyone to be obese? No. I want you to be healthy and if that means, *gasp* your stomach folding when you sit then let that skin roll. Girls who I think are so beautiful are hung up on skinny and all they do is bitch about it. Your body is the only thing you have so treat it well and it will be the shape its meant to be.
Tested a Senior Grad Cruise boat with Jwoo, Sheba, Dubb and Mrs. Bray.
It was a good day. The worlds two most glorious foods were there: chocolate covered strawberries and bacon. It was so wonderful. They also had cute little fruity drinks. We won a prize and let Dubb keep it. I took some pictures of sea gulls and the Golden Gate Bridge. Then I went outside and took pictures of sea gulls and the bridge. Then we went inside, took a really creepy green screen picture, got matching unicorn spray tattoos, and ate more bacon. Then the cruise ended but they had these giant balloons sitting on every table and we grabbed 3 and walked around SF with them. People kept taking pictures of us and pointing. Then we took them on BART and more pointing. Then I had to drive with three giant balloons home. I could only see out of the main front and left window. I didn’t get pulled over. Then we worked on a powerpoint but were really sleepy.