Bothered Thoughts, you feel me?
July 17, 2012 = the day I'll be gone.
My Shellac gel nail polish is chipping off now. :( Had ‘em the day before prom, so they lasted for 3 weeks. WAHH.
I have to sleep naked.
I have to sleep naked.
I have to sleep naked.
I have to sleep naked.
I have to sleep naked.
I have to sleep naked.
It’s too hot. I CAN’T TAKE ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
That awkward moment when you’re having a pantsless party with your best friends and one of their brothers walks in on you guys.
I post what I want, when I want therefore I clearly do not give a fuck. Idk, fuck social networks. Everything is so annoying now.
May 11:
Wake up at 6 to pack and get ready but leave at 7:30.
Arrive @ 9 and take pictures.
Main ceremony @ 11.
Major commencement after.
Eat.
Pictures.
Leave for my hair appointment. (Late)
Home to get ready for prom.
Pictures @ Monica’s
PROMMMMMfdhkjshfkjsgs.
Catarina’s -> Emilie’s -> Catarina’s
May 12:
Wake up and eat.
Mow Cat’s lawn.
Eat.
Home and eat.
May 19:
Wake up at 6 and shower.
Bus @ 8:30, arrived a little after noon.
Take the train and trolley with Brian & Nichole.
Crash a cocktail party looking under dressed.
Church.
Change and go to a fancy dinner.
Orchestra Concert.
Nichole and I crashed while the 21+ stayed out till 4am. LOL.
May 20:
Pre-commencement of Heath Sciences Major.
VIP lunch.
VIP seats/Main ceremony.
Back to VIP lunch and final pictures.
Back to buses.
Looooooong ride home. :(
Oh and a 5-day break this weekend? Vat.
“I feel like you look like shit every day, when you walk into school.”
LOL THANKS JESS.
Because conversations became texting, arguments became phone calls, feelings became subliminal messages online, sex became easy, the word “love” gets used out of context, insecurities have become your way of thinking, getting jealous became a habit, trust has been lost, cheating became an accident, leaving became the only option & being hurt became natural.
(Source: tedeezy, via kumikomieko)
I don’t see why everyone wants to be in a relationship. Yeah, sometimes you get lonely, and being lonely sucks. But why put in effort, time, and emotion to something that’s most likely going to end? Why set yourself up for the pain? Most people in high school aren’t ready for relationships. They rush in, they don’t know what they’re doing, they confess what they think is love, but is mistakenly lust, infatuation, they hurt someone they end up caring much for, they’re left in regret. Relationships start losing meaning, the people aren’t happy, they’re stressed, but neither of them want to end it, even though they both know it’s bound to happen, sooner or later. Then things just get out of hand, then all of the time you spent together, all of the memories, they fade, and eventually, you move on. How wonderful.