My henna is really cool. I like it a lot. It’s fading so I will have to go get a $25 touch up but whatever. My hair is still wet from the shower I took earlier. It feels nice. Started to read this book for school and it was/is good. Then I started texting and talking about what I was going to do once I got home. I am really excited because I am going to go and see Winnie the Pooh with Stevie and Libby and Stevie and I are finally going to get that Roma’s pizza we have wanted for over a month. It’s going to be the best date in the world. Even though Stevie will be there, Libby and I will still have a good time. We always do. Talked to Stevie on the phone for the first time in years last night. ‘twas weird not being able to see his lips move but hearing his voice. Talked about nothing again so it was exactly like seventh grade. I can’t wait to be home with Stevie and Trevor and Grant and Sam. I miss everyone at home. My dad will make me work out and talk to coaches. That doesn’t bother me because if it makes him happy/shut up then I guess I can do it. I miss Grandma. Wonder if my room is clean. Bailey has probably slept in it every night. I wonder if they really did move all his stuff into my room while I was gone. They say that every time I am gone but hey, they really could have done it this time. But, Bailey doesn’t like yellow. Does he? Then I have to wash all my clothes. And watch tv with Sam and my dad. Catch up with my mom about SUDZ. Then after about two days I will hang out with Tierney because that is the truth. I got my schedule changes so now I have math A block. I was hoping to get it G block but nothing ever turns out in my favor. Maybe this year will be totally different and I will get straight A’s. HAHAHA don’t i make myself laugh… Again no classes with friends so I will have to be super quiet and not say anything as usual… DAMN I AM GOOD! (wondering if that was funny or just a waste of words) Now I am going to end this by saying I am going to go read to try and impress the two people who have read that but I am really just going to go and play Tap Zoo. 

I’m a slacker. I will do as little as possible to get my way by. It has always seemed to work. From doing my homework five minutes before the class when I had all weekend to do it to watching tv in bed when I really should clean my room. Everyone around me complains about everything: school, parents, friends, sports. Not me. School is not a breeze for me but I make by. It’s There for six hours of my day and then I just forget about it. I never seem to have homework which probably isn’t a good thing. All I need to do is the homework instead of the five hours of tv I watch or not even that! I could at least catch up on my sleep, but no. I have to watch the same episode of friends for the third time. I never give my parents anytime. My volleyball coach always said first comes the family, second school, third sports. I hated whenever that was said. Really? Where are my friends? Or even myself? Do they not count? Do I not count? I never seem to put the effort out there. It’s never me. But then this weekend was great. I actually spent some time with my dad. we had an hour drive together and then we went to see a movie. I loved it. Had one of the best sundays in a long time. And my friends. I don’t seem to have a big variety that I can just go to whenever I please. It is always the same three people. An I’m okay with that. They are there for me all the time but it’s not like I can’t venture out? This stuff just got too old for me. It’s been the same stuff for the last four hundred days. School, texting, tv, eating, sleep. That’s everyday. But then I saw I actually had a 91% in Spanish. Me, the girl who failed the final actually had an A in the class. So that’s all my focus right now. School. I could make the Olympic volleyball team and I still would never be as proud as getting this A in Spanish! Just kidding that would be amazing but I’m trying to make it clear how incredible it is that I have an A. And I am so much of a slacker that I’m not going to re read this just to make sure every little detail is right. Because I am just too lazy. So here’s to switching up my routine and while I’m at at, keeping this A until summer.

Painting my room yellow was not wise. I thought of yellow because I wanted something bright and a color no one really thinks about. Word to the wise: don’t paint your room yellow. Everything in here looks yellow. Not that yellow is a bad color but it’s just annoying. Your having a bad day and you just want to forget about it don’t come in a bright yellow room. That’s like having your dog die and then your friend asks how good ol champ is doing. Just a reminder that your day sucked! But I do suggest painting your wall with chalkboard paint. Coolest thing I could have ever done to my room. Best part is when I see grandma left a note after she cleaned my room. But anyways, yellow! Doesn’t go with anything, the sun pops up in the morning and the yellow just bounces every ounce of light into your eyes, just it’s a no.

Why does apple program the little apps to shake when you want to move them around? Why don’t they shake when your not using them? I’m sure it gets boring for them to just sit there in their perfect positions and not move at all. It seems like sometimes I need to set them free from their perfect place and let them freak out with the spastic shaking they do. I’m not going to relate this back to my life because it doesn’t need to be. This goes out to those miserable perfect apps just sitting on your home screen right now.

Why cant people be more funny? Like my teachers, why can’t you laugh it off that I failed a final? If I can do it why can’t you? Stop taking things so seriously. Or mom, why can’t you laugh that I spilled soy sause all over my new blouse? I thought it was hilarious. People like Conan O’Brien and Daniel Tosh are my idols. It’s hard to make someone laugh. Super hard! I try to do it all the time. How come they are so good at it? Even when I’m alone and in a lazy/depressed mood somehow they can get a laugh out of me. This isn’t just some grunt-lettingtheairoutofmylungs laugh. This is a getting a good three second noise maker out of my mouth. I am an expert at laugh out loud. Any time i watch their shows alone i laugh. Alone. They are so talented at what they do. It’s even worse when people try to watch it with me and talk. It’s not a long show 30-45 minutes of pure comedic entertainment. It’s the perfect amount of time for you to sit back and shut up while I enjoy this moment. People should follow their ways. They have such confidence that makes me admire them so much more. It’s like when they say something with the intention of being funny but can’t really pull that one-liner off so they just say fuck it and keep on doin what they’re good at. I wana be like them. Makin money off something that will never get lost no matter how horrible someones day was. Laughing.

Why do people get scared of horror movies? They aren’t that scary. People need to man up. I have more balls than a lot of my guy friends. Do you really think that there is a crazy person chasing that whore down the street? No, that is a paid actor to chase that other actor. There is no need for you to be scared for her. She was probably a deserving candidate to get cut into a million pieces. It’s fake. Meaning not real. Shut up and watch the damn movie I just payed $10 to see.

Butterflies, they always arrive As soon as I see your face. In my head,In a picture, It doesn’t matter the place. Far to the east, close to the west, your face is always welcome, on my chest Growing old or staying young, as long as I’m in your presence. Being with you will never feel wrong, you are always pleasant

They say the grass is greener on the other side I think that is a lie No one can know what’s over the fence As long as they feel there is no sense In finding what could be beyond their knowledge The search for everything under the tall ledge In understanding theyll see what they find They’ve been stepping one the whole time

We should spoon Under the moon On a tomb Let’s just spoon