Glove

I knew it.
I've been in worst.
Now I'm in the highway for best.
Today I went to the mall, with my best friends, Maya and Maya, and Keren that pissed me a lot today.
So before we hit the stores (barely) we had school.
And in school.
Oh school.

So today we had rehearsals, and I lately giving 100 percent on it.
The teachers for the dance notice it.
It's fun, after all.
I still hate to dance, but habits are breakable.

So, then I had a good day.
Drew, heard and watched another annoying anti-alcohol and anti teen drinking presentations.
I know it's stupid.
Tell people to know to respect themselves, tell to not have sex, speak about drugs, about not wearing slutty clothes.
Tell the things that matter, drinking problem is nothing against drugs, not speaking about being pregnant or being asshole without any respect.

I played this game, pig tongue, which I suck at.
I always lose, and they laugh, because I'm so goofy.

So, nice day.
Nice day.



Mall, I got new bikini (I have about 6, and only 4 fits).
And Keren is really drag girl.
She's getting dragged to other things.
Example, curse of popularity.
Why?
Most of people die halfway, so, the demons take the corpses.
And the other angels and I, won't take the pieces, it's too late.

So, she thinks that the whole world will wait for her.
Nope.
What's means more? friends or popularity?
Friends.
And you are each others populars.
Thank you bitches.
Fuck you all.
And this is for all the people I hate and dislike.

And today, I switched sits.
I sit behind Keren,
and right near guy, he's the smartest, but people treat him like he's a geek, so he became one, but he is really nice and sweet.
And he have amazing eyes, green gray, so beautiful.
I have an eyes fetish.
At least I'm not a pervert.

And behind me sits Ido, yes, the cuddly one with my friend that broke up with her, on a text message, on whatsapp.
And next to him, sits Gal, the guy, the other guy.
I kinda like him, as a friend.
He's funny, smart, and not douchbagy!
It's good.
Great, actually.


And, as I missed it a lot...
Class drama!
Don't you just love it?
And I tell you what kind.
Boyfriend/girlfriend problems.
And it's amazing, like we are fucking 6 graders, you should find your real friends.
So who got the spotlight?
Yali (and as I call her in my phone, whore) and the guy who asked me to be his girlfriend last year.
Like he's my leftovers.
But not really.
Or maybe really?
Well, anyway.
It's pretty much like every other drama saga in school, there are teams.
And it's not hard to guess what I picked.
The pity boy team.
He was my friend since I was 4, he means a lot to me.
And this little guy, reminds me Jude, fall in love with the wrong ones.
Jude from the immortals.
So, let's see me.
The new class of bitching, going for it.

I'm somehow, becoming a new type of queen bees, it's so nice.
Fits like a glove.

Right now I'm Cruel intentions, love it.
Oh my, doesn't it wonderful.
I have information, underground system of my own.
If my sister and I could be this way.
Actually better, my cousin and I.
Those sweet bets, easy things.
Control.
Funny maybe it will work.
Or maybe with best friend.
My lovely glove, better then ever.


As always, but better,
My highness and snobiness is out of here.


Berries, survivors,
I hope you'll make it.