5.12.2010
So everyday its usually the same routine. Get hit on by the low life beaners, get walked to class by the emo kids and get complimented by the nerds. Funn. I need to find a place where I can just be me, where I can do my own thing and have fun without be escorted or follwed my the same entourage. As I type this blog in the middle of fourth period, a fellow classmate rambles on about how fat my ass is, and how I should become the new kim kardashin(or however you spell that hookers name) I really get to much awknowledgement. :/ I guess the whole purpose of this here blog is that, im not ever going to find someone who can talk to me without wondering what color underoos im wearing or how good I give dome(of which I don't give). This day and age is too overated. Wow I don't even remember as to why im even blogging. I just hate clase de drama. And this teachers camel toe is making me horny. 60 yr old vagina.. Mmmmmm.
