Good Golly Miss Molly.

Oi vey. :/

How's everyone's week going? Mines been okay. I'm kind of procrastinating on doing my photo shop. I really need to though because I'll get a bad grade if I don't. But oh well. I'm kind of sad though. Maybe that's just because I'm cold & frustrated. Who knows. Yesterday --I was freaking out a little bit.

I'll discuss this later or something because "Photoshop is your number one priority."

Later <3

Okay, I'm finally finishing my blog from earlier. Let's see... What should I write about? I decided I didn't feel like finishing the rest of my blog from earlier. So I need to think of something else to write. Hmmm, --Did you know that my birthday is 6 days after 4/20? Yeah, I was born on April 26th. It's pretty amazing. Oops, maybe I shouldn't be writing about my personal information, ey? Too bad, I just hope I don't get stalked.

Holy freakin' jeezus. I am freaking out right now because Elliot made me break my promise to Manolis. I'm gunna cry. I feel horrible. I don't know what to do. He's gunna be so mad at me if he finds out because I pinky promised him and ...AH. You guys don't even know how bad I feel. I can't wait until he comes back. I'm gunna cry my eyes out forever. I'm never going to let him leave me again. It's so depressing without him... I miss him so much. I'm about to cry --so I need to stop writing about this. :/


Anyways --on a lighter note (as always): Kris wants me to write about potato salad, but I won't beause I don't even like potato salad. Elliot wants me to write about 69, but I don't think thats very appropriate... Good Job Elliot.


I HATE PEOPLE. GOODBYE.


(later that day...)
I'm gunna blog for the third time today. Sound good? It shouldn't because, once again, I'm depressed on life. One thing --I got written up. Again. Thats about 8 write ups in the course of four weeks. Seriously... But you haven't heard the reason why I got written up. It was because I spit out the toothpaste that was in my mouth from when I washed it IN my room. Apparently these rules are supposed to teach you "time management." Legit --I could not care less.