So I just read like a bunch of my old blogs, and I officially hate myself. I know this will get people to go read them, but whatever. I read them and Im like "who is this douchebag??" I've gotten a lot more reserved over the years Ive had this blog I noticed. My entries are shorter, more succinct, and a lot more mysterious sounding. I don't use as many exclamation points or all caps sentences either. I don't adore gp like I used to apparently. Man I wrote about him a lot. wtf. not that I dont like him, quite the opposite but I feel like some fuckin annoying kid when I read them. Speaking of kids, kirs used to comment on my blog a lot and it was almost always about mario party or that vazqwez kid.
I am less open with my feelings on my blog, or at least less direct. If I was having a bad day I would say it in the old days, but now I say I'm tired. it's like code or something. I also realized my confidence in my friendships with people are a lot more stable, or at least some are. I know who are my best friends and who I need to keep a fuckin eye on. I also cuss a lot more. I write less happily. My mom once said she got sad when I went to school for the first time cause I lost a certain amount of innocence. well I guess it happened again this time. no thanks to mel penano.
I dunno why I wrote this, I just kinda got curious and now Im like writhing in my chair thinking about some of the things I said. gross. benefit concert is in 8 days now. practice hard everyone. and pray. gala should be fun and Im gonna be calling all my friends all night to let them know. ok that's all I have to say. thanks again anna for bringing some of the readers back. you did your best
lol. peaces