The color is a bit off still, (too red D:) but it's fine for now.
But they make me happy.
I was listening to the radio and Love the Way You Lie by Eminem/Rihanna came on three times in that time span. And that one song about dynamite and lighting it up came on about four times.
Ughh, mainstream music sucks. It was very annoying, at John's party, all these preppy girls squealed and changed the radio station or plugged in their iPods and played bullshit, which caused John to yell: Who the hell put on this black person music?!
It was awful, and bad, and bleh. That party couldn't of went any worse. Even Tyler said it was sad how I was just sitting there, makeup all done and hair all pretty and all alone. I don't even remember why I was invited. You'd think I'd be over it by now, I mean jesus, it was like..in July.
But no. It was a bad night. At least Tyler made an attempt to talk to me.
I have a counselor appointment today, and it's not Brian Adams, it's some douchebag named Rick. I hate that name, first of all. Anyway, my mom's going to be getting me at 4:00pm. I haven't seen her since the beginning of September, I think.
No one has really noticed my blue hair yet, which it kind of weird, because it's in my bangs, and bangs means IN MY FACE AND WHAT YOU'RE LOOKING AT when you talk to me...Or..not.
I have no idea.
I'm still sick, and that's a bummer. Cat's sick, and Tommy's sick. That means we probably won't be having our Saturday plans. (plus going to my mom's. double bummer.)
I like having hair touch the small of my back every now and then to remind me how AWESOME I AM! Listening to Regina Spektor and wishing I was somewhere tropical and 80 degrees, with Kim, and we could get our tan on. I miss Kim, a lot. We haven't hung out for the longest time.
She's moved on past me, I believe. I don't know if she ever thought of me as her best friend. But all those notes and all the nice things she's done for me kind of proves otherwise. Oh well. Tianna has started talking to me again, and I'm trying to tell myself she's just like Kim! She could be be my best friend. But then I remember, she greets me by hitting my boobs, slapping me, stealing my things and calling me a faggot. Nevermind. Kim's a much better choice of friend, haha. I don't even know why I considered that.
Anyway, my classes are pretty easy for the most part. Except for Economics, I only got 5/7 assignments turned in so far because I'm retarded and can't really get my mind around it..yet. It's fine, I still have a B+, so that's no problem. In my other classes, I'm succeeding!
Good start in school, on civil grounds with Zachary, new friends, familiar friends, and it's getting cold enough to wear my hoodies&boots :D
Nothing can get me down, yknow?
