I'm not going to have sex with him. That's for sure.
Two more weeks until I get my braces.
I go in tomorrow morning to get spacers...or whatever.
I've been super tired lately. I've found myself at around 4 30 for the past two days taking at least hour-long naps.
Gross. I'm not 5 anymore. I don't need naps.
But sleep sure is good...
Some guys calls me his little psychotic princess.
I don't think I'm psychotic. Or a princess. Though I am related to Mary, Queen of Scots.
My friend forgot to wear her bra to school today. I'd die if that was me.
My boyfriend is the silliest virgin I've ever met. It's fun to mess with his brain.
It scares me when he tells me no other girl has made him feel like I make him. Or when he talks about rings and junk, ::shrugs::.
I like being able to be 100% honest and up front about things with Damien and Kerry. I love talking to them because I know I can trust them.
I like to flirt with my brother's friend. He's a senior.
This dumb sophomore named Tai Bo Chickenbottom told me I was emo today. He's a Christian. And Brittany told him I said he was praying...when I didn't. Sure was funny though.
Ew. I'm doing all my laundry. Going commando is the grossest feeling ever.
Sometimes I wish I could just puke up everything I've ever eaten.
I realized that I've been...weird for...4 years. And just last month was the first time I'd ever mentioned it to anybody.
I'm going to get a picture of my friend's nipples someday. My friend is a guy, and his nipples could probably win a record for being the smallest ever.
It's 10:22. I need to go to bed.
Some guy just tried to confess his love to me. I don't believe him.
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