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| Dear _______,
You make me happy.
You make me sad.
You make me worry.
You make me calm.
You talk too much online.
You don't talk enough in person.
I'm not sure what to think of you,
not sure at all.
Who are you really?
Moreover,
why do you care about me? | | |
| I am so frustrated! Ugh!
AP Biology exam is in 6 days, and I am not ready. In any way. What's worse is that I've wasted away this week so far doing absolutely nothing. Basically just on Skype for hours. I have a headache from staring at computer screens for so long...and I can't peel myself away.
I'm soooo doomed.
And I've fallen, HARD, for the same person I mentioned a couple posts back (which means a couple months ago lol) and it's just ridiculous. It's rendering me useless. Said person for sure doesn't like me, in fact I'm thinking said person actually dislikes me. I hate the mixed messages, hate hate hate them.
Meanwhile my parents are annoying as shit, my sister won't stop blasting rap music in the house, and this last, busy month of school is just DRAGGING.
My only saving grace, the only thing that means anything at all: 10 more days until 21st Century Breakdown. Green Day album.
And tickets for their Tampa show on sale FRIDAY. Screw school, I'm getting me some tickets. | | |
| Oh dear Xanga, it seems however many times I may abandon you to the dark alleyways of cyberspace, I always come back to you, whimpering and defeated. I'm like Jenny from Forrest Gump or whatserface from Benjamin Button.
Sigh.
Girls, I'm sorry to have left. My priorities got too jambled and all I did was fun, fun, fun for this past year. Now I'm the size of a whale with a month of school left. Summer will be at the beach.
I need to shape up, NOW.
With my new camera and all, my photography has gotten better, but no one wants to see a fat girl expressing herself. I know who I should be, who I should be in front of the lens and in front of my friends, and that person is not HUGE.
So, change must come...
I will try - no, I will MAKE myself log on here everyday. I want to keep up with all you lovely people that I just stopped talking to. I miss the people who understand.
Next school year, my life will have finally come together - I can feel it. Everything will be right. So, I need to make sure I am right by then. You need to help me. I will help you too.
Also worth mentioning, :P, my "love interest" if you will, is all like 'oh no you are not overweight at all, stop worrying you are fine' yadda yadda YADDA. No. I will make him MEAN that soon, I will show him how pretty I can really be.
And with that, I begin.
Sorry for ever leaving, Xanga.
Please, now - tell me, how is your life going? I really do want to know. Everything.
That's why I'm here. :)
OH AND - 17 more days until 21st Century Breakdown is released, aka new Green Day album. My life is nearly complete! | | |
| Where? Here! It's one of Bianca's exceedingly rare updates!
Yeah. This won't be long - just letting you know what's been going down lately.
I am huge. Disgustingly fat. My Sweet 16 party is in about one week, and I'm going to look so horribly bad in my form-fitting dress. Ugh. I don't even want to think about that.
I am overwhelmed with work. School ends on the 27th for Spring Break, as does the Third Quarter. So of course every teacher I have is stockpiling the work on to raise grades, or in certain cases, at least HAVE some grades for the quarter. Aaah, there's really far too much to do! Projects, tests, work, work work, in every subject. -___-
My birthday is in two days though! I'll be skipping school and going to Epcot. Hey, free Disney passes on your birthday, so why not??
I cannot wait any longer for my party. Family and friends are coming from NY, PA, TX, HI, and even Romania, and although it's a shame that they'll have to see me as a fat disgusting lumpy thing, at least I'll be getting tons of cash.
CANON XSI HERE I COME. | | |
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