Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Days


It would be one of the shortest posts, I can't explain, but it's just so and you won't get something for leaving you with barely nothing.

So today was the sign of you cannot change, though, you can learn.
Maya s, aren't my friend anymore, from my own private point of view.
She's a bitch.
Why everyone is so immature.
I'm not saying I'm 100% mature, I still laugh from dumb ones, but, please, 50 is the minimum I ask from my friends.
Not that they'll be in their place, not to stay with me forever (good option), but to be with brains while they're with me.

So, she shouted on Maya ds (Oh, hell no!), because she didn't passed her the ball on soccer.
She did passed to Keren and I, long Keren lines soon.
Since most of people who are competitive on the low way with anger problems, I can mange mine, please, everyone that's my friend can.

Not to mention that yesterday she wrotea (medium rhyming, nice) rude song about Justin Bieber, including faggot, gay, homo, whore, and many more nice and kind word like this.

So Keren.
Oh, Keren.
Tell me, what do you think?
It's funny, confused teen on her perfect time.
Just funny.
Looking on her from above, trying to set down.
But no.
Try there, fail.
Try there, fail.
Try here, fail.


She tries wherever that showing signs, of the gang.

I have some group.
And it's leading us to the last two hours of school day.
I was on shifting [well, I don't care I'm with Gal, my crush(?)] and I was at the first one with Gal the girl.
We talked.
About everything.
Like on, where did we went.
She went to the others, she said that she tried, but I was tight with Maya G, and I think it's one of the best things that happen, she stood up for me when I needed her, she is amazing, though, Gal stepped away, and so did I.
And she asked me, is on the field trip, we made some group.

I guess it's exclusive, the unpopulars is a group. 
Mixing, retardeds, geniuses, freaks, fan girls, and just everyone that we like. 
Anti plastics in certain way. 

So, I think I'm one of the leaders there, taylos and drag queens will always be leaders, drags and tayls and will always walk and stand up for their commanders. 

It's fun, to know.
A freaking doll, I swear. 
Know what to do. 
But, I don't know what to do without you (Demi Lovato-Sony, about Chad) and meanwhile I play we'll this game. 

I'm a gamer, I know to kill and review. 
Though, round 5 on BO2 zombies is impossible. 
So, I will kill. 
Maybe I'll kill to tonight, show them all I'm not the ordinary type. 
It's from p!atd song (shortcuts may not work).

I like the fact that day passing, we are going to graduate our first graduation. 
So young, some naive. 
Seriously the year of the damned. 
Fucking retards. 
Look, since preschool kids was in the same groups. 
I swear, longest 7 years in my life. 

But with it, I hate it. 
I won't see him often next year, unless I'll move to regular class instead of sports. 
I might see him on breaks, but, as said might. 
Well, I'll try. 
Because boyfriends are useless, they're just the cute stuff they do. 
Best guy friends are the thing. 
Well, for tomboys at least. 
It fucking awesome. 
First, more options. 
In girls it's girly, disgusting, and not girly. 
Boys are endless. 
I can play with them on the computer, and with the unique tomboy that including guy interests and girly techniques of flirting, I can learn everything for the rest of my life. 
Girls are like taking a dump, seriously, who the fuck cares about one dicknation, I'm glad they're famous, good for them, now, where's my food?
In guys you can eat, watch the tv (and shout on the player that anyway can't hear you), sit on the couch, drink black beer, and wear ridiculous outfit. 
And the master ability, to dress in guy clothing and look, not cute in dumb-pink-skirty-white-top look, and not hot as I-can't-breath-the-dress-I'm-wearing-too-tiny,  but in do-you-have-ice-cream? Look of whatsoever. 

Am I talking trashy?
I feel like the garbage the daily blocks the gateway. 
Seriously, good night. 


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

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