Sunday, 13 July 2014

Whoever invented pimples can die. My face is currently having a breakout, and I have to put tea tree oil on my pimples to help dry them out and you would not believe how much it is stinging my face right now. I mean, I'm not one to complain about it, but honestly... I know it helps, and it clears my face up quickly, but I'd rather drink 2 gallons of water everyday then , actually as much as I love water... I'll deal with putting tea tree oil on my face. Next to that I'm dehydrated, my skin is dry and lips on the verge of chapping. I'm a hot mess right now, in need of a super duper good cuddle.
I just realized I haven't blogged in a bit... so here we go.  Yesterday, the little pony I was exercising, decided to spook and buck me off... I ended up face planting into the ground. I was good, no concussion or breaks or anything. Just a scratch on my nose.  It's time for me to a new helmet... but anywho. I have to go to the dentist tomorrow, I don't really like the dentist. It smells grose. Honestly, but afterwards were going to go to greenhawk to get me a new helmet and some other things. I can't believe I haven't blogged in almost two weeks... like there is something seriously wrong with that. I've finished two journals this summer; Chloe and Tish...I'm currently writing in a journal named Tim... he's my journal... my friend and I think he's a stripper. Don't ask about our sense of logic... I have no idea. I put makeup on today, and I thought looked fine, until I put my eyeliner on ... then it sucked ass. Remind, to practice my upper lid eyeliner... It honestly, was not pretty. Well, one eye was but not the other.

Sunday, 29 June 2014

I'm off to the cottage for a week, so I just figured I'd give you a quick update. Everything's good...went to the barn on saturday and rode and such. I'm currently procrastinating, from packing for the cottage which I should do or my mom will get upset--oh well. I'm listening to 5 Seconds Of Summer, because that's what I do. I love punk rock/ punk pop music--it's like my lyfe. I'm glad schools over, right now my emotions are cray because I can't figure out if my crush likes me or nah... like honestly boy make up who you like and kiss them already.

Friday, 27 June 2014

It's the last day of school... yay! Honestly, I don't know how to feel about it. I'm leaving for high school next year, so I'm nervous about that. Quite frankly, it doens't bother me that my friends are playing games and I'm not. I'd rather blog or mix music. It's really hot out and I actually might go and see if I can play. My graduation was awesome.-I don't know. I also have concluded that I am a reallllllly baddddd liar. It's hard to try and lie to your crush, which I did.

Thursday, 26 June 2014

I had my grade 8 graduation tonight, and it was good. I wore a dress, it was a nice royal blue colour. I wore light mascara and eyeliner. I saw my crushes there. They both looked really good. One had a date to the dance afterward and the other didn't. Crush A the one with date, we kept making eye contact and we took a picture together with my friends and he wrapped his arm around my waist. Crush B the one without the date, I have no chance with; so normally I won't worry about him. Crush A, I wanted to dance with, just one dance. My best friend ships us, but he honestly, makes eye contact with me all the time, but never bothers to really talk to me or be a friend or anything along those lines. I don't know what to say, or do. He's interested in other girls. and so by the end of the night it left me kinda broken hearted. I am actually talking to my Crush A on over anon...because I feel confidant that he doesn't know who I am, cause no one knows I have ask, aside from like a friend of mine,

Wednesday, 25 June 2014

Everything good always happens when I'm not around. Today, I was away volunteering with an organization..and we got our Graduation books. (They're like yearbooks, but shaped around the graduates.) And when we get them, we get the afternoon off and we walk around and get them signed. I missed that, and now my gradbook will be empty. I'll go to school tomorrow, and everyone will be talking about it..and I won't even know, let alone have a gradbook with writing in it. Nobody's going to ask for my signature... I mean it's not the first time somethings good happened well I've been away either. I mean, I've missed important things. Going back to the grad book--- I was the head supervisor for this project since my class was the one putting it together. My partner, didn't care that much. She didn't stress as much as I did. Once, again. I'm always around for the shitty stuff---the stuff  I could've missed. Honestly--maybe if I'm gone good things will happen and I won't have to worry about it. Just maybe. It honestly, sucks that it happened, and I don't know if anyone feels my pain. Appearantly , helping people has a personal price, alot of things have a price that I always pay. I sound selfish when I say this, but the only thing I get in return for paying all these prices is riding lessons and going to the barn 3 times a week... but no one ever goes out of their way to say good-job or thanks for trying. All I want is encouragement and an ounce of recognition. I mean, compliments and recongition mean more every once and a while... but when my once and a while is maybe 3 times a year it kinda sucks. Nevermind, it really sucks.

Anywho--I'll try and write more... and I've started back writing my novel so that's good.

Monday, 16 June 2014

I'm honestly, screwed. My phone got stolen and my mom is reallllllly mad. She's taking away my laptop and my ipad. sucks. Like alot. I'll try to post alot at lunch you all aren't that bored. and yeah. Hope you enjoy.