My mom just saw my party pictures in france. My life just got awkward.
I hate it when people (my dad) make the floor all wet after they shower. That’s what the fucking rug is for damnit.
i’m turning 18 in less than an hour
WHAT HAVE I DONE IN MY LIFE?!
okay someone tell me what i should do tomorrow. because i have no idea. is it suppose to be special or something?
i don’t know
oh my god those idiots in my class. they keep posting their reply to my teacher’s question as new discussion topics on the forum page. and the instruction that says “Please type your reaction as a “reply” to my instruction post below” is right on top of the button that says “add a new discussion topic.” SERIOUSLY. SOME OF YOUR PERSONALITY TYPE ARE DESCRIBE AS BEING SMART. I GUESS THAT’S WRONG.
(we have to write a reaction essay to the personality test we took. and my teacher is the coolest dude ever)
I was torn between going to cape cod or Maine for vacation. It was very very difficult.
But I picked maine. I hope it’ll be funn
i begin to think the Green brothers changed my perspective in life, well, at least recently. Hank Green taught me what friendzone really means and how to cope with it. And i think it’s working, because i can feel myself letting go, and careless about the bullshit friendzone created for me. and John Green writes great books about teenage feelings. Even though, i only started reading his book TODAY, but i think im already in love. i don’t know why, but after i read his book, i see thing with so much emotions and details. like i can write a long essay just about the chair or a car ride. i think what i mean is that his book somehow gives so much liveliness into just ordinary thing. and it’s making me more, let say, poetic-ish than usual.
these feeling also makes me think of this boy in my school. who i think is totally cool for being a… for lack of a better term, a bookworm. i remember reading his article in the school news paper about how people would judge him when he tells them his hobbies is reading, and how he would judge them back for thinking that’s “uncool” and “weird”. and that’s exactly how i feel toward teenagers theses day. I hate it when my classmates complain about reading assignments (except history readings, because those are hideous), but other than that, readings that our school assigned are not bad at all. I just finish 1984, and it was great. But i guess they just don’t try and just sit down to have some times to read a great book, probably because they are too busy reading Seventeen or whatever they do. Anyways, too bad i don’t have any classes with this boy (who can also write really well by the way), i would really like to be his friend.
- Me: How was your weekend?
- George: I just tried not to die