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As of tomorrow (Wednesday, November 28, 2007) it will have been 5 months since C and I have been going out. I know overall that may not seem like much, but for someone my age 3 months is amazing. 5 months is almost unheard of. I hope he remembers, I don’t expect him to, but it’d be nice if he did. :)
In gym class we’re talking about something that makes K giggle. Sex. and the Media. I have opinions and views on it, but not very strong ones. Sure I believe that the Media over sensationalizes sex but people are gullible and buy into it.
Other then that I don’t have much an opinion but maybe you do. I want to here yours. Whoever you are.
Anyways… I went to B’s house today with L, and a guy from my class named Ar and we watched Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy and Monty Python and the Holy Grail because we got a half day.
Anway, at the moment I happen to be distracted by Youtube,so…..
Laters, Moi
The Saskatchewan Rough Riders won the 95th(i think) Gre y Cup! ‘Nuff said.
I went to the Cavalcade of Lights in Nathan Phillips Square. With mum, K, and K’s friend, D. It was nice. The square looks amazing when it’s lit up. Me, however does not like the cold and so when we went into the Bay to warm up, we missed the fireworks. Sad. :(. Mum had asked me if I wanted to invite a friend but the only person I really wanted to invite was C. I really like him and wished I could have hung out with him today. Sadly mum doesn’t know about C and I. She can’t know or else I am sooo dead. On a lighter note, D is really mature for her age, even if she’s 11, she can act the same age as me, which really help or else I’d have been so bored. I can’t seem to sleep no matter how late it is. Sunday. No school, thank god! Grey Cup. I should probably watch that. Why? Because I just must. Every one expects me to know everything. I don’t know why, but I seem to know quite a bit. Finding out who won the Grey Cup would just add to my knowledge. I’ve got quite a good memory. Slightly photographic.
Later,Moi
p.s. I’m in favour of the Saskatchewan Roughriders winning the Grey Cup.
I’ve always been a little bit of the kind of person that searchs for drama and loves to mix things up to create it.
Lying on my bed only about 3 minutes ago I realized that something dramatic needed to happen very soon. Here’s a list of things I happened to come up with:
1) Grow hair very long (already 2 1/2 inches past shoulders) and then cut it short to about an 1 1/2 below my chin.
2)Kiss my boyfriend in public.
3)#3 MISSING
4)Sneak out of my house and go party!
5)Rebel.
I’ve decided to go through with all these except number three which I have yet to ponder. C is a great person who I don’t want to hurt but I seem to be twisted in the fact that I want to mix it up. Maybe I’m trying to get his attention. MISSING. Honestly this is how I feel about C, although I can’t actually discribe it. I’m not in love with him, I just really enjoy his company. Everyone else doesn’t exsist. I’m so comfrotable and I feel really safe with him. Leaning against him, just sitting there when we’re watching a movie is almost prefect. Everyone says that he’s cheating on me, but I trust him and I could tell that he’d never. MISSING. He admited to me when we were alone that he liked me for a while. I could even feel his heart beating. He really likes me. Strange as that might be, he can’t love me. I don’t want to be harsh or insensitive, but if he decides he’s in love with me, it’ll complicated everything.
Good Night for now, Moi
P.S. anything that says “MISSING” I removed due to personal reasons.
Hello. Following the etiquette of society I suppose I should introduce myself. I’m not going to tell you my name, I want that to remain my own since I’ve decided to share almost every other aspect with you. You can call me whatever you like. Any name in the world or just by my user-name: wickedfun.A little more about myself is that I’m a high school student. A new one at that. I’m a girl, hopefully you got that by now, and quite interesting. I’ll admit I’m materialistic at times and can talk like a valley girl, but I don’t think it’s in the annoying way. I love shopping and clothes, pink and purple, and really girlie stuff. But don’t be fooled, I can carry out an interesting conversation. Don’t judge me just yet on what I’ve told you(but basing on the fact that human nature has us judge almost instantaneously) I should note that I love wearing jeans, hoodies, skateboarding, listening to Billy Talent, U2, Kanye West, and IllScarlet. I hang out mostly with boys because I find them more interesting and somehow all the ones I know love to argue and don’t get pissed at me when I hit them because I think they’re idiotic. It’s not to say that my boyfriend isn’t pleased that I hang out with so many guys and that so many guys like me because I do more than sit there and look pretty, but that’s how he and I met. Another thing about me you should know is that I can be weird and somewhat eccentric and odd. I have an imaginary friend named Joe, he’s emo. He has jet black short hair and pale skin(by nature) bright blue eyes, eyeliner, purple t-shirt, black hoodie, black jeans. And a staple in his outfit, customized black, white and purple Converse All-Stars. I know, I know, I’m to old to have an imaginary friend but I’m afraid of being alone, especially in the dark. Joe’s a way of not being alone.
I most definitely will talk about J,L,B,C,Li,U,N,S,K and Mum. These are the first letters of all my closest friends.
J- best guy friend, L-best girl friend, B-best school girl friend, C-technically my boyfriend, Li – my friend and bf’s best friend, U,N,S-my friends @ school, K-my sister.
Anyone else don’t really matter, sorry to them, but if someone new who I believe matters and will make an impact in my life I will note that they are important.
I can’t guarantee that I’ll post everyday but I will try and I’ll be true. I won’t embellish. I’ll tell you what I think and if you think I’m faking my emotions, thought, opinions and feelings then screw you. I might be vain at times and sometimes I might be selfless, I don’t promise anything mind blowing and some days I’ll talk about my boy troubles and other days I’ll talk about what I think about the world and the issues surrounding teenagers and the human species in general. One thing I can absolutely promise is that this is who I am, it is my life and it’s all true.
Peace, moi
