Update

okay so i beleieve we have all faced what we believe to be hard times. Well let me tell you a little bit about my week. First off on saturday i went to buy some new contacts...price $103...leaving my bank account empty...yaaay. Then my mom and i go to the bank to cash her pay check...well when your overdrawn the bank pretty much...takes your check...leaving her bank account...Empty. The previous week my brother went shopping and bought a black label jacket..leaving his account...you guessed it...empty. And the only time you can count on my dad to have money is the first of the month. But thats just the beginning. Okay so first off wer driving down the street abnd hear this strange noise coming from the bottom of the car. we get home and my mom calls her friend and he says. DONT DRIVE THAT CAR AGAIN. Then our internet gets cut off WHILE i have two projects due that week. wonderful? yes i know. Then our shower drain starts effin up and the water kept overflowing al over the flor and leaving me on my hands and knees with 7 towels...then yupp...our cable gets cut off. NO real chance of love =(

Must we stare so much

GAAAAH i just hate it when ur frikin walkin down the hallway mindin ur own freakin business and ppl just stare at you like u have a booger or sumtin then you have to go in the bathroom to check Ur nose Nd check Ur hair Nd see what every ones staring at only to realize GOD DAMN UR GORGEOUS. dont stare so muh lol just smile nd keep it movin
no what i mean
lol jk

In case you didnt know...

i love makeup

Chap lips and first days of school

Okay for all you simple parents out there. For your 411 the stress of the first day of school consists of a lot more then just "making new friends." Thats the least of the worries. Actually it all begins with hair, should i starighten my hair? curls? braids, would that be too much? DO i have split ends, does my hair look wierd like this, how bout like this...MOOOOM!!! soo....i guess you get the point. Then its what to wear. SHould i wear my new clothes, or save that for later. What will people think if i wear this...no one else is wearing this. What if someone else is wearing my shirt UGH what if no one notices that my belt matches my shoes!!! What if HE doesnt notice. Should i match my eye shadow to my shirt...will my glasses cover up my make-up? But all this is actually the least of my worries. Because actually...a little secret...i have chapped lips. YAS CHAPPED LIPS. I have to constantly reapply and god help me if my hair sticks to my gloss. SO u wanna no what my first day consisted of....reapplying over and over and over again. But its not that easy. You have to do it in a way so that everyone doesnt look over with that "look at that concieted girl" look on their faces. So it goes sorda like this. Look to the left, now right, look at the teacher...is she looking, check your hair, unzip your purse QUICK look around...did anyone see that...dig for the gloss...GOT IT...no not that one...wheres the carmex? feel around...did my cell fone just vibrate look around...did anyone hear that?...AHHH found it, uncap it, look around, apply....look around, put it back...zipp the purse...look around SUCCESSS!!! repeat in 5 minutes...so you see...chapped lips+first days of school=STRESS

Secret Life of the American Teenager

How complex is it really. Im american and um...im a teenager. I go to school like everyone else and i come home, I hang with friends on weekends, i date, and i have a job. So actually, its simple. Life is simple. Why is it that adults have this funny little view on all teenagers. Like were some kind of obscene unheard of creature. Why do all teenage girls have to be viewed as little sex objects who are bound to get pregnet, drop out, be a single parent, and eventually...burn in hell. No im kidding...but seriously. The show "The Secret Life of the American Teenager" tends to give off the wrong image about high school and life in general. Lifes not horrible, and school isnt like a crack house. The things on this show really have me wondering what goes through our parents minds at times. Thats why im titling my blog My Secret Life...of THIS American teenager. because maybe im diffrent...or maybe we're all the same. Either way. This is my point of view...whats yours?