its not what i thought it would be. Im kind of shy around some people, which i think is kind of lame because i want to make more friends. whatev. i wish i was in highschool w/ my brother alex and his grade, because i probably would of had a better time. im passing all my classes thank god, and ive always had this weird habit of trying to get on the honor roll. i dont know why, its just a goal. there has always been one class in the past that has stopped me from getting on the honor roll; and it was always math! but now its spanish. my spanish teacher, senora clarke, is from peru. she has a wickkkked accent, and i can barely understand her. like yesterday, i asked her if she had any work for me to make up since i missed a few days of school, and she could barely comprehend me. its ridicccculous. ugh.

im sitting in my room right now on my brothers macbook. gilmore girls is on the tv next to me. and i have math & spanish homework to do.
dont know when ill get to that. its 5:02 right now and ive been home since 330, doing nothing productive.

my dad has always nagged me to get my room clean. actually, not nag, scream & yell, throw a fit, and shit a brick at me to clean it. when hes not home i dont do it, then have to hear him scream at me. its one of his peeves, my room has to be clean, but why? is anyone else's parents like that? its so stupid. hes so stupid sometimes.

im often in a 'decorative' mood, where i want to randomly decorate my room, and change everything around, but i cant do that when its messy.
and when i clean it, it just gets messy again. just like most girls i know; i can never decide on an outfit. and instead of putting it away i throw it on my bed or on the floor. and i have a wicckkked small room, so it gets cramped fast.

i wish i had my brothers room because its bigger, or my moms because its huge.

im never happy about my house.

never.