All The Other Guys...

I might talk and laugh and chill with other guys. Flirt with them, hug them...pretend to have deep meaningful conversations with them. But honestly, you're the only one that's on my mind. The only one I've got my eye on. Promise.

I Should Be Doing Homework.

I don't feel like doing my homework. But I probably should be and I probably will eventually... As of right now, my French presentation still needs memorizing, my Math questions needs to be finished and my Socials argument needs to be...researched and created...also I need to make a birthday card for my buddy. Bleh. I don't want to do it!!!!!!!!!! Oh well. I have to or else I'll be majorly sorry later. *sigh*

:)

I'm so happy right now. I'm just so happy. I'm such a teenage girl with my mood going up and down constantly, and my mind jumping to conclusions all the time...and oh!...I'm just so happy right now. Again, I must say that I'm sorry to those of you that I've been an overly blunt bitch to for no good reason. Thanks for sticking by me. I'm so happy right now.

Pathetic.

I feel pathetic because for some reason I have these things called "feelings".
Sometimes they are a real pain. Like right now.

Free Friday Night.

Well that was a let down. Originally, the plan was for my Vocal Jazz group to sing at this fundraiser my school is holding tonight but on account of a couple schedule dilemmas, we are no longer performing, so that leaves me with a free friday night to do some much neglected homework. An brood about my life. Oh the joys that come with being me. Oh well, life goes on. Tomorrow's Saturday so I hope I'm ready for the weekly heartbreak that goes on in me.

Je Voudrais Pleurer.

I'm tired.
I'm mildly disappointed.
I feel ignored.
I feel annoyed.
I feel unloved.

I am tired.

I want to go to sleep. There are so many things that are going on in my life right now. The Gala on Friday where my Vocal Jazz is performing.. Math test tomorrow.. French presentation... and I am sooo not ahead of the game. Oh well. Whatever. It's only grade 11. Doesn't matter THAT much. I am tired. And as pointed out by many people close to me, I seem to always be tired. I should go to sleep some day rather than using my guy friends as pillows no matter how fun that is. That's all. Just wanted to tell you guys that I'm tired. :P