Why?

Why is my life such a mess?

Why don't I have friends?

Why do I feel like I'm falling to pieces?

Why does high school suck?

Why do my parents have issues?

Why can't the people that are nice to me go to my school?

Why is the world so messed up?

Why can't people accept people for who they are?

Why can't Christ come back already?

So there's this guy,

And he's kind of cute. And I think I might kind of like him. The problem is, he lives really far away. Like, across the atlandic ocean far away. Everyday, I go on facebook, and see if he's online, or I look at his pictures of him, so I can remember what he looks like. And even though I've only met him once, I like him. Reallly Like him. It's sad, I know. I don't think I'm a hopeless romantic- I'm a hopefull romantic.

Texting

Once again, this blog comes to you from a pissed off me.

Yesterday, my best friend got her canines and four of her molars pulled, so obviously she wasn't in school. Since I'm pretty much a social outcast, she's one of my only friends at my school. I was texting her during lunch. The girls that I sit with were talking about me, I heard what they were saying. I don't have a problem with people talking about me, but saying I'm texting because I don't have anything better to do is stupid. These are the girls that say there nice to everyone, and now they're freaking gossiping about me in front of my face! Hello, I do have ears! If you think I'm texting because I have nothing better to do, freaking talk to me, since you apparently talk to everyone!

Bus

I'm frickin' ticked off right now. I was outside, waiting at my bus stop today at 7:50. What time does my bus come? 7:50 . What time is she supposed to come? 7:40. I'm just a bit ticked, because today was the day she decided to come at the right time.