It hurts a girl when the one she likes constantly talks about another girl. fuck.
Being a teenager is probably most stressful time you’ll ever go through in your life. What with juggling your social life, family life and school life all at once of course it’s damn well stressful. But you gotta love being a teenager though.
1/ You get to argue with your parents… for no apparent reason. This ensues increasing volume in shouting, door slammings and “You’re ruining my life!” (Freaky Friday moment anyone?)
2/ If you’re a girl, you get your period. You feel shitty, you want to kill everyone in sight and you have a sudden craving for chocolate. Yes… it’s that time of the year again. I HATE BOYS! 🙂
3/ You think you’re in love but really, babe, it’s hormones. Or if you haven’t fallen in love, you find yourself constantly having a crush. Like, every week maybe?
4/ You endure comments from your female relatives saying how much you’ve grown since they last you. Which was like, yesterday. : And the male relatives try to include you in their conversations which is usually about football, football and some other sport that isn’t football.
I’m only writing this because I’m experiencing all of them right now. Well, obviously. I’m not really arguing with my parents, we’re on okay terms at the moment. However, before I felt the need to start arguments with my dad for no apparent reason. Seriously, he’d do this one little thing and it would rile me up and bam! Instant argument. I was on tenterhooks.
I had to stop writing and laugh. Ricky Hatton is on the television and my mum scathingly said, “Ricky the loser!” Deary me, Filipinos. 🙂
I went out with a friend on Thursday. To my chagrin, my best friend thinks it was a date. It was not a date. It was a meeting between people. Kthnx. He bought me a Ben 10 balloon 🙂 I had a fun time even though my best friend kept sending me texts saying: Are you having fun? How’s your date going? Awwh, sucha cute couple .
Yeah, right… no. I’m not saying I don’t like him but I don’t know if I like him like that. When people say stuff like that, it confuses me. I’m so easily confused with my feelings. I HATE IT.
I didn’t get to see Public Enemies the other day because I had no money. My EMA came through on Thursday morning and I had £350 but I probably have considerably less after that shopping trip. Heh Heh.[spoiler]
Camp Rock DVD; Doctor Who book; Two Doctor Who figures; Doctor Who badges; Pokémon: Platinum Version
Ben 10 balloon![/spoiler]
I still have some money to come in & I have to give £350 to my money to help with my 18th birthday party. It’s to go towards my dress which my mum is making (she’s a seamistress) but my Tito designed. He’s a fashion designer in Saudi. How handy 🙂 The dress I chose is really pretty, I’ll scan the drawing he made of it in the next post.
I feel like I don’t blog enough these days. I think my blogging has decreased ever so slightly. Meh.