Monday

WTF DAY ONE ALL OVER A-FING-GAIN

arjun you can shut the hell up i don't know whats wrong with you. you're just jealous cuz you don't have a girlfriend.
i don't know if i can survive going out with someone. mali makes it look so easy. i'm the kind of person who would run away on her wedding day, to some bar where a bartender named foxy jones knows the man who's the father of your adopted twin daughters who comes to comfort you about ...running away on your wedding day.
poor dustin is "so mad he can beat ryan up". DUSTIN YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD me YOU WERE STILL IN LOVE WITH ME BACK WHEN I WAS RANTING ABOUT THE SENIOR OTHERWISE I WOULD HAVE STOPPED BUT YOU JUST MADE IT WORSE and don't be mad at ryan, be mad at me for not liking you back.
AND GRADES/SCHOOL!? WHAT HAPPENED TO FOCUSING ON EDUCATION I CAN'T EVEN PASS THE SOLS I FEEL LIKE I CAN'T COME BACK TO THE HARD-WORKING, TIFFANY-LIKE GIRL I WAS IN SEVENTH GRADE DAMMIT TEENAGE YEARS SUCK. WHY CAN'T I JUST RUN OFF TO HOLLYWOOD...


DAMMIT I'M SO DEAD.

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