04th Dec 2009
Friday // 7am // 2 years ago
undecided
Im cold, I can’t sleep, Im hungry, Im bored. Denika is making us hot chocolate, we have no marshmallows :( Its so late, well early w/e. Were both tired but can’t seam to get to sleep. Were going to chill and watch a movie, I don’t think I’ll make it to the end. I have soo much school work to catch up im going to spend part of tomorrow doing it. I can’t believe its December already, Its got here so quick, to quick really. I have to go shopping for christmas presents. I have no idea what to get anyone & I hate it when I ask them what they want and they either shrug their shoulders or say nothing. Why can’t they just tell me what they want, because even though they say nothing I know they want something and Im going to get them something weather they really do want it or not. Its weird how right now im happy because im cold. I mean its december its suppose to be cold so I don’t mind. Shouldn’t it be cold in every country instead of just one, so its fair and some people aren’t freezing and some are warm. I mean I was prancing around in a bikini just yesterday. Thats not even possible in most places. I think that snow should just fall, in every country, all around the world. That would be a miracle. Anyways the hot chocolate is ready so I have to stop typing. xoxo
I know I'm famous, but it still means that I am a walking person. I am in function. I have a face out there, and its the same face you see on TV only it's myself and who I am. I'm doing something while your doing something. Even if I'm resting or just sleeping. I'm out there. I'm not just a toy, that people like to play with. Tell things about me, that they think I can't feel or hear. But I'm not a toy. I don't want to be trashed in the end when it's old and worn out. Im human. Just like all of you. I am my own person. It's like i'm that puppet with strings. The media controls the strings and make me do stuff I'd never would've wanted to do. If you would all just leave me alone at times... Talk about me when I get the Nobel prize. Talk about me when I help out. Talk about me when I have achieved something. Talk about me when I did something good. Talk about me when I'm happy. Talk about me when I'm successful. But don't talk about me when I just broke up with my boyfriend. Don't talk about me when I just got cut of a show Don't talk about me when I am miserable. Don't talk about me when I'm trying on clothes in stores like a normal person. Don't talk about me when my life just went down the toilet. Don't talk about me when I said something that could be misunderstood. How come it's the bold information, they like to talk about? How come they only see the bad side of me? Why is me being hurt and thrashed more juicy than me being happy? If thats ALL you see in me, you should get a life.
