I guess I'll just start of with boys. So once I got to school, a bunch of boys hugged me as I went to my locker. I don't understand. They were guys that I don't usually hug... at all. So it's like, why now? And why everyone?
In actuality, it was only three dudes this morning. I just realized that they were all of different ethnicities. First, one black one (who's actually a mix of other races), next was a spanish one, and the last was white.
Cool Beans, right? I don't know. I just couldn't stop thinking about it. I've been totally boy crazy these days. I can't stop thinking about them. When I'm in class, walking down the hallways, at home, etc. It's so annoying. I wish I'd just stop caring. It doesn't even stop there. I look at other girls thinking, how come all the guys like her? Is she even that pretty? Am I pretty? She's kinda fat, right? Am I as thin as her? Why is she so pretty? Why is she so thin? I wish I was that pretty and thin? That's not fair?!
It's driving me insane. I wish it would just go away. I don't like boys. I wish I was a lesbian. Okay, I take that back. But I wish I had that mentality where I didn't give a freak about boys. I wouldn't mind being friends with them. Just nothing more than that.
Okay, so let me tell you something about suicide. (cues the gasps) You know Jonathan? Well his fake wife attempted suicide. He told me.
He calls her his fake wife apparently. She described her as having big poufy curly hair. Jackie told me that she wore those fingerless glove arm warmer things on her hands. I think I know exactly who they're talking about. The girl is actually really pretty. At least I think so. She was light-skinned, as if she was mixed. I think she is. I've never really heard her talk. I don't talk to her at all. In fact, I never even knew her name until Jonathon told me. She kinda interested me though. She was one of those people that you just wanted to stare at because there was something about her that was off. She hanged out in the "emo" corner. Where Jonathon hangs out too. (btw. He tried to commit suicide too.)
But what bothers me is that I had a hunch. She always looked sad to me. I mean, I guess she was alone sometimes with no one to talk to. That happens to me all the time since I'm so quiet. But I never really connected that to her being suicidal. It's so sad to think about. Someone you see at school all the time could do something like that to themselves. But she's okay which is good. I want to be her friend. Writing it sounded so creepy and icky. But I wanna know her. Maybe not be her friend. Ugh. Awkward... Meh. Who cares? I can be as awkward as I want.
Hey you know what? Look at me!
So according to YouTube, one week ago, I felt a little nostalgic. I was thinking back to the days when I actually did some exercise and my parents enrolled me and my sibs in this camp. I remember all the kids used to Buy U A Drink by T-Pain featuring the other dude. It was the song of the summer at the time. (You know... how like every summer there's a new song? California Gurls is probably the song of 2010 btw.)
Okay, so I went on YouTube and searched it up. Let's just say that it didn't sound as awesome as it did 3 to 4 years ago. I don't know why. Maybe because I'm not into mainstream anymore. So I didn't really have any good comments to say except... This was the song of the summer in 2007. Add an LOL. It was a really simple comment. Nothing special to tell you the truth. Then I began getting comments in my inbox from the Buy Me A Drink video. I finally decided to go on the video to see what this chizz was about.
And Eureka, I've FOUND IT!
If you click on the link, you'll get a live electronic view of the one and only Almond Joy Airhead. :D
Cool BEANS! Right?
This isn't the first time. But I thought it was so cool. 111 is a lot of thumbsies upsies. If you know what I mean...
And if you click here (like click the word that says here), you'll see my other small feat on the I Came To Party video by "Space and Cinema Bizarre". Tee hee. Lyrical reference.
Aren't I so awesome?
I can't say I'm glad I don't have her class anymore. But at least I don't have to try hard to actually be active. I just have to depend on my academics for Health class. And also my acting-skills apparently. The Health teacher makes people do skits and stuff. And GRADES you on your performance. Honey, if everyone was meant to be actors and actresses, we wouldn't have doctors and teachers so shut your pie hole. If we can't act, we can't act. I don't think it's fair that we have to be graded on how well we ACT. It's not drama class. It's HEALTH class. What am I sicing myself up for? I still haven't actually met this teacher yet. I think I've mentioned this before but she's been missing. Rumors were that she had heart surgery and what not. Wait, I did mention this. Ha ha. What is wrong with me?
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