Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I am livid right now:

1. I had to miss school because nobody would drive me downtown
this blows because . . .
a. no dakota.
b. no fancy formal friday.
c. no oil painting.
d. no couch orgies.

e. I have tests today and a conference.
f. I'm stuck in salem/hidden vally.
g. Again, no Dakota.
e. I have cabin fever.
2. My dad left to go to Memphis without me.
this really shouldn't matter but it does because . . .
a. I want to see my baby sister who I haven't seen in a year.
b. I miss all my friends I was unable to say goodbye to before I moved.
c. It's warmer.
d. The hadley's
d. It's been six months since I've been there

but on the bright side . . .
I MIGHT GET TO SEE DAKOTA TONIGHT!!!!!!!

Muggles

I was raised by the radio
in a broken home.

- 218 Razorlight


where the hell did that come from?

my ears can't stop listening!

I am the luckiest girl.

Vickey: Yo man is hottttttttttttttttttttttt.

me: Mmmmm, I agree.

Vickey: yeah . . . but I don't like him.

me: Bitch please. You don't even know him.

Vickey: . . . I'm just jeally.

people are beautiful.

. . . except for that dude over there.

is there morphine in this chapstick?

I have pain killa lips gurr.

so I'm ending the year with
- THE bestest boi everrrrr.
- Enrollment at a sick alternative art school.
- a mother who is not on swarovski crystal meth.
- this bitchen friend named Jessica Haynes who is coming to viist me.
-and a shitty hair cut (but that's okay because I look artsy in a disgustingly dirty hipster sort of way)
happy 2010.

I should've taken acid with you

I had a really good day
despite the car ride with my dad at the end . . .
this seriously came out of fuckin' nowhere:


dad: so is he your boyfriend?

me: he who?

dad: you know who.

me: dad, I only hang out with gay boys. Are you talking about Eric?

dad: No. The kid with a beard.

me: . . Dakota?

dad: Yes.

me:Nahh, he and I are just chill.

dad: Does he like you?

me: I'm a very conceited person, of course I'm gonna yes. . . you raised me . . .

dad: so he does?

me: mehhhhhh. I don't know.

dad. Yess you do, girls pick up on this stuff after 30 seconds.

me: Why are you so suspicious of him exactly?

dad: he has a beard.

me: I appreciate your logic, dad.

dad: do you like him?

me: I'm going to take it that any answer is as bad as a yes?

dad: smart kid.