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You can call me Joanna. :]
Ergh, I paid for everything. It turned out less than expected. And they did end up paying for the concert ticket, which was a horrible experience. I mean, the concert thing. But that's a different story. But er, apparently, I'll get paid back if and only if I'm valedictorian. So, uhm yeah. But I hope your father changes. Sorry, I don't know your name? :/ Vent? Uh. He has a girlfriend. I can't believe it. I mean, I don't like him anymore, I think. But I just always wanted to know if he ever liked me. I just wish I had a list of people who have ever liked me. I mean, I wouldn't act upon it anymore, but it's just nice to think of the could-haves and whatnot. I don't know. But he has a girlfriend, so it doesn't matter. His girlfriend's not even pretty, and I'm not saying that with a hint of jealousy. ![]() i miss blogring. |
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Lily, I know how you feel. I was so down on prom night. It totally sucked. Everybody was just like, why aren't you dancing, Joanna? And I really just wasn't in the mood. It was probably just PMSing. LOL. But seriously. It was just disappointing. I felt like I was graduating soon, yet, there were so many things left unspoken to so many people. And plus, this guy totally ruined it for me. He just changed so much, and I really was missing the old him. Blah. The best part was sucking helium out of balloons + totally laughing my ass off. :]
But vent? Yeah, the guy that has a girlfriend. Hm. I don't know anymore. He's not even hot. I just am in totally love with his personality. :/ ![]() i miss blogring. |
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I need a job. I need a car. I haven't even been making plans with anyone. It's too inconvenient and I'm just lazy. Five more weeks of summer school... at least my two classes are interesting. It feels weird seeing people from my high school around, though. Boys suck. It's easy to attract boys, but the ones who actually like me, I'm not interested in them... and the ones whom I fall for, I feel like I don't have a chance with them. I am just really bored right now and I feel like I'm not doing enough with my life haha.
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My laptop's screen stopped working so I had to take it in to be fixed. Apparently it was hopeless enough that I had to exchange it, which long story short still ended up costing me $150 even after 2 hours' worth of badgering various Best Buy employees. Apparently this one is a lot faster and better than my old one, although essentially the same, but they had problem just with the stuff I had them do in the store, so there's a decent chance this one will fail on me too. Actually there's several things I liked better about my old laptop, so for this to be an upgrade? I didn't even WANT a new laptop! plus my internet is slow as ****. bahhh
Also I'm incredibly bored. ![]() But I thought she said maple leaves..
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i graduated. so why am i not sad. ergh. it's probably cause i know i'm going to make an effort to see the ones that i love. + the ones i love aren't that much. but i can't believe i graduated. it's kind of not surreal for me. it's kinda unbelievable. i remember back when i was like in pre-k. and now i'm going off to hs, which is a pretty big deal in nyc. hs, i mean. they make such a big deal of what hs you go to and how you're doing in there and whatnot. i don't know. this is not really a vent. i'm just scared i'm not going to make friends easily. i'm like the girl who's kind of weird at first. but once i get to know you and love you, i'll be the most outgoing person ever. ugh. </badrant>
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i hate people who underestimate me. i don't claim to be the most athletic person ever and i don't claim to be the smartest person ever, but seriously, just don't underestimate me. cause i will prove you wrong, i can bet on it.
don't judge me. i don't usually cheat. this is prep school, i mean. + like, i practically never cheat in school freals. i have a conscience. i don't even copy hw. basically. i'm going to bio classes. and yes, i'm not the girl with a great science background. but, i know i'm smart and i pick up things quickly once they're properly explained to me. anyway. i felt pretty kind of prepared for the test yesterday. before the test, me and let's call them nancy and tracy. nancy was all like, if i don't know something, you guys got my back, right? and i got yours. and i'm like, yeah sure. so anyway, during the test. i wasn't sure about a question. ( the teacher wasn't in the room, idk, she kept on coming in and out -- she's kinda stupid cause last week the whole room cheated .. and failed, but that's besides the point ) so i turn around and i'm like, nancy, what's the answer to number 15? and she's like, gimme the answer to number 18. and i'm like, B. now gimme number 15. and she's like no. and i'm like, wtf. and the teacher walks back in so i couldn't bitch about it. then after the test, it was a break. and i went to the bathroom. and my friend told me this later ( in the car ride back home ) that once i went to the bathroom. nancy was all like, joanna constantly asks for answers. she clearly doesn't know this sh_t and she shouldn't take this class. and i'm like, wtf. nancy, you fricking pretend like you don't care and you don't know this crap. and i don't effing always ask for answers. you were the one who got an answer from me. it just pisses me off. don't call me stupid and tell me that i don't know crap. because i swear, bitch, i am def. smarter than you. and like, i'm going to go to the same hs as her. and seriously, this is why i can't deal with girls. they're all serious bitches. but IN CONCLUSION, don't ever underestimate me, bitch. ![]() i miss blogring. |
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I am so sick of her. I feel like I should try and rekindle this "friendship" that we once had. We were really close. We were so close last year. I miss it. But it's not the same. I don't think it will ever be the same, and especially not in a positive way.
I'm sorry that you're jealous of me. I never meant to hurt you, but it's not MY FAULT. I did not mean for you to get my "sloppy seconds" as you crudely phrased it. Things just happened that way! It's not like I forced them to like you after liking me. I'm sorry the first guy hurt you badly. But wasn't I there to pick you back up?! Wasn't I there at your house while you were talking to him on AIM? Wasn't I the one who called my ex-boyfriend to present you the evidence? Then the second guy, I thought he was over me! How was I supposed to know that he was going to like you next?! I know you resent me. It is obvious whenever I'm in the room with other people. You stare at me with daggers in your eyes thinking I don't notice. Well I do because you're a horrible actress. I know you better than you think I do. I am not sorry for being extroverted when you are extremely introverted. I am not sorry for laughing my ass off with people while you go and sit in the corner. I AM NOT YOUR BABYSITTER. This so called vision of "friendship" you have, is impossible to achieve! I didn't realize that being a friend also meant being a babysitter. Someone that has to pay attention to you every single moment to make sure you're being taken care of and that you're happy. To make sure that you're being included in every single event and that everyone around you is happy and wants to listen to your every word. Those expectations are UNREAL and impossible. I cannot trust you anymore. You might think that's funny because you're the one that brought up my "lack of interest" in our "friendship" but I can't do this anymore! You have hounded me TWICE about it. I was patient and understanding the first time, but the second time, SHAME ON YOU. You thought everything was MY FAULT. A "friendship" goes both ways. Do I HAVE to walk over to you during class and say hi? What, are your legs stuck to the floor? Is it really that important for us to talk every single moment in between classes? It's like I have to be chained to you or else you're going to get all moody and irritable. How can I act normal around you when you take the words and expressions I have, twist them to your liking and add them to your arsenal?! I don't want to have to guard myself around you. I don't want to have to be extra happy and chipper so that you won't attack me. Do you understand what that makes me? A complete and utter fake! How can we be "friends" when I have to act a certain away for you to be able to be happy? I can't do this anymore. Even my friendships that have lasted since first grade don't expect this! Even the friendships that have lasted ONE year don't expect this from me! A friendship shouldn't be this hard. ![]() RIP Christopher Pineda 03.30.2007 Forever in our hearts, our minds and an imprint on our souls. |
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