Yodeling is not a pastime. Its a lifestyle.

I hate that little game you have called crying

Hello!

im in a car with my best fiends, two surfboards, a tub of cookies and a flannel shirt. its a school day, im skipping and its amazing. dont you wish you were 16?

so i just registered my phone so now i can blog from it. this is pretty fucking exciting. mainly because now ill have something to do while im at school...

what the fuck is family?

i dont understand why i have to be the most adult and responsible member of my family. My m and d go at each other constantly, its ridiculous. theyre always threatening to get divorced and shit. and my dad is always saying hes gonna leave. and my 13 year old brother is so stupid and violent.

agh. i hate it.

i always have to interfere when theyre going at it because they have no common sense...

i dont like your girlfriend

ok.

so the guy that im currently going out with (ill call him 'john') is really great and all, but i dont know. at the beginning of this summer, i met him at my friends' party, and it was like one of those times when you meet someone and you're like "hey i feel like i've known you forever and i like you already". but he had a girlfriend, cate, so i backed off. but then he broke up with her, because cate is a huge bitch, and we sorta started seeing each other. it wasn't anything formal, but it was still a thing nonetheless.

so then one day, out of the blue i get this text message saying that he need to talk to me. weird. so i call him and he tells me that some girl that he'd had a crush on forever really liked him, and he was gonna go for it.

i was fucking shocked.

i really couldn't believe it because the day before he was going on about how much he liked me and how great i was and so on. it was seriously out of nowhere. but becuse i'm so chill, i got over it pretty quickley.

but then he started going out with super bitch cate again. i mean this is the girl that john openly admitted to hating! well, that lasted like a month, and then about one month ago, john started texting my best friend donna about how much he missed me and how he can't get over me. so i confronted him and was like"you cant do this. you have to make a fucking decision and stick to it!"

well he (finally) picked me. but now im not so sure that i can trust him. he's like a cute, lovable golden retriver, because if you throw a ball, then the dog'll go after it, but if you have a squaky toy in the other hand, then he's all about the other toy. he can only focus on and like what's directly in frount of him at the moment.

i guess i cant really do anything... but i wish i could...