Sometimes I hate guys.

I'm seriously ashamed to call myself a guy sometimes. Most of them often try so hard to show that they're macho, it's pathetic. Last night my momma's boyfriend decided he wanted to fight me, and he's got four years on me. I'm taller, but he could take me out in a heart beat, and he knows it. I'm not a fighter, but I braced myself to take that hit like a fucking man. He sat there afterwards and called me a faggot multiple times trying to antagonize me, and thakfully it failed. I don't care what he has to say about me. But that idiot seriously thought he'd show how much of a big strong man he was by trying to take me out like I was absolutley nothing to fool with. I will cut a bitch. Trying to seem all big and tough and macho, like a big super guy, is such turn off, it's not even funny. I hate people who think that they have to be homophobic, super strong, big buff guys, just to prove their manhood. It's the most idiotic thing. It was quite a display, though. Great entertainment. Still ruined my night, though. That's all for now, I suppose. Why am I gay, again? Someone please remind me.

Going back to school.

I am so not ready to go back to school. I'm supposed to have made $300 for my yearbook, but I've made zero. I have none of my school supplies. I've read all summer, but I didn't read my summer requirements. Basically, I'm fucked. At the same time, I can't wait to go back, get to see all of my friends again, it's going to be stellar. I went to orientation today, and I thought I'd kill myself of boredom. We had to sit through an hour of my dumbass principal talking, repeating the words Etcettera, Actual, and Accelerated Reading. The dumbass put our freshman pictures on our sophomore id cards. Our class shirts are insanley huge. And they're going to shrink insanley small. Until then, my friends and I shall be siamese twins, all in turn, in our huge shirt-dresses. I guess I'll just have to get ready soon. That's all for now. More later, maybe.

Tiffany & Co.

So I've always liked the idea of getting something in the blue box, but I had never realised just how badly I've always wanted a piece of Tiffany's jewelry until this morning. It's impossible for me to ever afford it, and I think it'd be the only piece of jewelry I need to wear for a lifetime. Okay, so that's an overstatement, but it would be one major item in any outfit. My new goal in life is to be able to have enough Tiffany's to decorate a Christmas tree or two. I'm going to have to either be super rich or one helluva gold digger to do that, but one way or another, I'll get it done. I just hope it's option one, because like they say, the only thing better than getting a diamond is buying one yourself. http://www.tiffany.com