Who am I? That's something I've been trying to figure out for a long time. For now, i know that i'm a dreamer, trying to look for satisfaction in life.
I can’t wait to graduate, then life really begins. i have to learn from my life in school though, i have to stop letting boys mess up my groove. I guess i’m a little upset tyler is already losing interest in me, and we’re not even dating. It’s sad that my personality is so bad to the point that a fat, broke, pothead doesn’t even want to keep me. I know it doesn’t matter since after we graduate from high school i’m moving far and away. but i know that wheresoever I go i’m never going to be able to keep a man. That’s why i know i’m never going to get married. i’ve already accepted that no man will ever love me, and i will forever be alone.
goodness how I made a fool of myself last night. I really don’t know what got into me. I just get paranoid really easily. I don’t think they’ll ever invite me again, which really is a good thing because getting wasted is never good, and everyone there is looking for sex. Although it may take a hit on my vanity…