This will be like my 5th blog today, but that’s okay. I know I probably seem like I have no life at all, but I really just started to talk to myself a lot, and it would always be something deep or something that I just wouldn’t think about if I really tried to think about it, it would just come to me at times when I was bored and started talking to myself, so I decided that whenever I felt like I had something on my mind I would write it down so I won’t forget. I always keep notebooks with me, just because that’s how much I think about things that are worth sharing with the world. LOL
So I just finished my hair because I wanted it to look BOMB because my mom took away all of my makeup so I really felt ugly today, but atleast now my hair will look good. Plus I haven’t even worn my bangs since school started and I don’t want them to grow out then I realize I haven’t even worn them, so I’m definitely going to wear them out tomorrow! And I haven’t really explored with different hairstyles either, I've just been sticking to the same thing. I hate when I do that, because then I feel a little weird changing my style, but at the same time I love the attention and I love when people notice that I've made even a slight change in my appearance. It just makes me feel good and everyone loves to feel good!
So that’s kind of my thing, I love exclamation points and big capital letters. But I hate loud people, and I never, everrrr would be loud in my life.
As a matter of fact, I remember one time I was at the movies with my friends Jasmine, Tianna, and this other girl named Sydney who I really disliked. But anyway, we were at the movies and I was really only planning on being there with Jasmine and Tianna, but then I regretted even going. The way that I was raised, by not necessarily my parents, but my brothers especially is to never be obnoxious and loud. We were waiting to get picked up for like 2 hours, and throughout those two hours the movies were packed because it was a Friday. We were basically people watching the whole time, and there were some boys that were cute that all 3 of the girls I was with couldn’t get their eyes off of. Maybe because all my brothers are good looking and I know how annoying it was to them when little immature girls would just stare at them, or maybe just because I have common sense, I've never in my life stared at a boy because he was “cute”. That makes you look stupid, immature, and desperate. I've always been a lady and I might glance at them but if I really think they’re bomb I’ll approach them, or stop staring.
But these boys were bomb, and those girls I was with were just too loud about it. They were staring and giggling, it was so ridiculous! I just stared at my phone the whole time because they looked pathetic. They were yelling out things like “Damnnnn” or just saying stupid little remarks or pick up lines and I just had to think, like what grade am I in and what grade are they in? It was so embarrassing especially because those boys were with girls too, and although they all looked like just friends it doesn’t matter like those girls were probably looking at us like we were jealous of them or something. The girls I was with probably were jealous, though.
So I wrote out that whole story just to tell you how much I hate being around loud people.
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