My dad.

I really, really, really don't want to say goodbye to my dad.

Sunglasses complex.

Do any of you ever get a complex when you wear sunglasses? I do. I think it makes me look awesome as shit, and I strut around. I need to cut that crap out. But look at my new space invader glasses! I'm going back for some yellow ones.



This screams faggot, I know.

Confusion.

Well, I'm nothing but confused about life right now.

There are so many people in my life who I want to see and spend time with, but it's disgustingly difficult when I don't even have time for myself. I don't have time for my loved ones. I don't have time for me. Is this supposed to be how it is?

I think it is, unfortunately. It's another little piece of growing up. I fucking hate being an adult.

New trend

I like to keep my eyes closed in pictures. I'm a freak. Whatever, dudes.

Here are some photos from dancing two weeks ago. NOTICE THE CLOSED EYES.



The girl touching my boob is Kirsti. We've been friends since tenth grade, and I love her more than bagels. We were all serious stunners that night. I danced with a few guys and was molested by one of them. He was a dick.

I also bought some sweet pants. I have three pairs. One pair is blue, one pair is purple, and the other pair is YELLOW! I'm not lying. Look at these bad boys:





I had to say goodbye to Hilary last night. I'm really sad she had to leave. She's my best friend, and I only see her a few times a year. I was lucky enough to see her a lot this month. I'm going to see her for her birthday in November. She's having two parties. Fuck yes.

I'm also going on a mini road trip tomorrow with Cheryl and Joel to Sonic. Woooo! I'm also going to Cheryl's birthday party in September. It's going to be awesome. I love Dave and Busters!

That was my update. Suckage.

HH

So, I'm going to Hurricane Harbor with my friends this week because they gave me three days off. I know. I'm lucky. And one of them is a SATURDAY. I'm hoping I can find a party so it's not entirely wasted. And I will be.


I also bought food yesterday. It was like $40 and I'm saved for a few days. Having food in the house is probably one of the best feelings in the world. Now I must go eat some of it.

JESUS FUCK

THE FILM WAS FUCKING AMAZING.

I WON'T SPOIL IT. I WILL SAY THAT YOU NEED TO BUY TICKETS TO SUPPORT IT.

If you pirate the movie, I'll be so pissed off. It was worth about x3 as much as a ticket sells for.

On bad kissers:

Bad kissing

The sad thing is that I can think of a guy for every single one of these.