Okay so yesterday I borrowed my sisters bike and I AM NO LONGER A VIRGIN. THE SEAT IS SO POINTY OMFG.
Okay, well today I rode it anyway and it wasn't so bad. I rode it up to where Santa Clara Elementary School used to be (that was my school ;~;) and as soon as I turned around ... THE PEDAL FELL OFF.
Japanese was lame today. I hate that class, and I usually love Japanese. e_e; The teachers hate me and I don't like to talk to random people there, so yeah. :/
I never felt bad about my weight until my parents brought it up. Now I can barely wear a T-shirt without feeling self-conscious.
I never feld bad about smiling until I was told by my parents that my teeth are yellow. Now I try to keep my lips over my teeth when I talk.
I never felt self-conscious about actually speaking until my friends ignored and didnt give a shit about what I said and found that me being myself was just annoying.
I never felt like shit for feeling bad, since somebody likes to MAKE SURE I feel like it's my fault, which it probably is. Just Kat being EMOTIONAL again, lets just wait for it to FUCKING BLOW OVER.
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU GUYS CARE? Do you even read this? Of course you do, you're bothered by it when you click on your 'friends' page.
Excuse me for feeling like shit, I'll try not to do it again. Heres the 'MySpace' Story.
"Megan told me to shut up, because I was giving her a headache. Yeah, that doesn't make me so happy. It makes me feel embarrassed, of course. And humiliated that I ever spoke in the first place. So I went out into the living room and cuddled with Brittany, who made me feel a little better. Megan pestered me to talk to her but I didn't speak. Then she said she was going to go home (rather than go cosmic bowling) and Brittany gave me a dirty "this is your fault" look. It's ALWAYS my fault (totally and completely, not just partially) if I'm not happy with someone.
So I went and layed on the bed in my dad's computer room, and she came in and yelled at me for whining and pouting. I told her I wasn't going bowling (of course, I felt fucking depressed) and she yelled at me for it.
Hmmm, this is weird. Why!? Because Brittany's MOTHER does the SAME fucking thing to her and it PISSES HER OFF. She gets even MORE depressed... And yet, it's PERFECTLY okay if she does it to somebody else (Brittany is a moron like that). SHE has this 'bipolar' excuse, but if I'm ever mad then GOD FUCKING FORBID I not cheer up IMMEDIATELY when she tells me too."