1st blah: i don’t know what wrong with me..but i think i’m turning into a swirly-smugietoe-monster! well, add that to your vocabulary, coz, yeah, lately, i’m kind of feeling that way. it’s like, you want a gazillion attention from people, so then you turn into a diva-like freak and then you wear your clothes that you know damn well are slutty. AND THE AFTERSHOCK?! you confess to everyone that you never really intend to be that way, you even say that it does come naturally. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? oh darn it. i would try to change this ickiee situation as fast as i could coz i really feel wierd…and like…it’s not very ME-ish. i hate it.
2nd blah: IT BECAME OFFICIAL JUST YESTERDAY THAT I LOST WEIGHT. well, many people kept saying that i really don’t need to, coz my body is FINE, i guess. fyi, i’m a 118 pound bitch. and hell yeah, i still think i need to lose weight, and so i did. i also reached my target waistline[25 inches.] YEAY ME.
3RD BLAH: I HAVE A FRIEND. AND HIS NAME IS SCIT. AND I HATE HIM.
date:may 27
time:9:10 PM
weather:it’s night. so how am i supposed to know?
mood:eeewish.
looking hot in:white and red mini spaghetti strap. boyshorts.
earphones:yesterday-THE BEATLES. yeah, i’m goin vintage.
screen:ANTM
indulging:none
drinking:none.
last person you’ve talk to:none
last person you’ve thought of:tyra banks.hah..l
quotable quote:none.
