Bitter.

There is way too much going on in this brain of mine. Too many deadlines, too little time. Too many fucking bitches I've yet to deal with, too many people I want to deck in the face. Too many decisions. BU or UCR ? Prom or no prom ? Take the AP test or don't ?

Money's too big of a problem, unsupportive parents are a pain in the ass, & backstabbing "friends" are getting way too overrated. I fucking hate everything.

You're right.

I'll admit I've been pretty MIA when it comes to you. But that's cuhs I've been so fucking sick of your negative attitude & how you always manage to kill my mood. You call me your best friend yet you never want to hear what I have to say. You come crying to me for advice, & when I give it to you, you do the complete opposite. I'll be walking on sunshine one minute & the next, I'll feel like killing myself after speaking to you for a minute. I'm sorry, but I just don't want to surround myself with your bullshit. You're so full of shit. You can't be real to anyone's face & honestly, I sometimes wonder if you're being real with me or not. You say you're a hard ass motherfucker but we both know when it comes down to it, you'd never hit a bitch like you say you would. I don't know how some people can put up with you, but I for one can't. I'm sorry, but I don't like surrounding myself with people who call themselves my best friends, yet try so fucking hard to bring me down all the time. It's my senior year & I'm not about to let you ruin the last 2 months of it. Deuces.

Prom Asking #1.

Most successful asking ever. (: So happy for Kat & Marsh ! ♥

THE HUNT IS ON.

In need of a prom date. Requirements ?

• At least 6 feet. (I want to wear my pumps...)
• Willing to dance. (What's the point of going to a dance if you ain't gon' dance ?!)

If you know anyone, please notify me ASAP.
Tickets go on sale in a weeeeeek.