I didn't hang out with any friends this weekend.I'm starting to think that my friend was subconsciously using me to get to my brother.I know that he feels more important when he makes music with my brother.He has no interest in hanging out with me unless my brother is home.If they don't like me,then they shouldn't use me.
I just haven't put a social life on the top of my list.I've been writing TONS and reading a lot.Studying the Hindenberg Crash of 1937,as well.I think I'll take up a second language this summer and maybe an instrument.I don't want to be one of those women that has such a definate plan in life they end up killing themselves from stress.I just decided that whatever happens,happens.And when it happens I want to be finely educated.I don't want to say "Oh,I have a husband now.That's one thing to check off my list.Now I can become a doctor and then a teacher and then Malibu Barbie."
Woman can do whatever they want but they can't do EVERYTHING at the same time.I just wish I were smart and I don't want to feel like I missed out.
Which is why I'm focusing on other things now,not a social life.I'm going to prep school next year and I'm sure I'll make friends and have a good social life.I have to wear a plaid mini skirt which isn't too bad.The thing that I always look for at uniformed schools is the kid's shoes.What did I see?I saw a girl in a plaid skirt and striped polo wearing pink,glitter eyeliner and sparkly zebra ballet flats.
I'm so excited for my sister to come in to town.AND I GET TO SEE THE SHINYS SOON!!!!!YAY!


This is a repost.I thought it was interesting:



"What Makes An Ugly?"

2. Uglies have vomit all over the front of them. I mean, this is a pretty clear statement. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that if somebody has vomit all over the front of them, whether or not the face is involved, said person is an Uglie. Once several years ago I woke up in my bed with all my clothes on from the night before, and there was vomit all over the front of me. I assume it was mine, but hey, I wasn’t gonna taste it to be sure. But my outfit had been standard: shirt, pants, underwear, belt, socks, shoes. I woke up wearing my shirt, pants, belt, socks, and shoes (with vomit all over the front of them). You’ll notice that I did not wake up wearing underwear. It was on me the night before, but it was not on me in the morning. I still have no idea what happened, and I never found it, either. Somebody out there knows what went down. OMG date me?! That’s what I said earlier! I have since washed the vomit off (most of) the front of me!

3. Pretty people can be Uglies. If they are total douchebags and/or aren’t attracted to me.