Ooooooooow!!

uosfhoasfhaoiuhoiedoidshoidsggfsgfdg. I got my period, and this pain is ANNOYING AS FUCK. My stomach feels bloated as ever, I can't get rid of the gas, and my organs feel knotted up. I took a pain killer already but it's taking a while to work. So later I might go get some tea to see how that works. mdksAJAdhkjsfjkshkdsjffhkdsjhkdsj

I feel hoooorrible, gaiz

I went to my aunt's party today, and while it was fun and nothing happened to make me feel bad, I feel like an alien around my family. I can't speak Spanish, I have to akwardly hug everyone and a few people I don't know, the only person who I can hang out with and have fun around is my 9 year old cousin who let me play his DS. And it makes me feel like real shit, my older cousin doesn't have that problem, not even Ronnie has it. It's probably something I got from mom, since she feels the same way. I feel some weird need for them to think I'm normal, and I think they do, but it's not convincing. I kinda feel like I'm letting them down for being... Not-Cristy. It's dumb, I knooow. And then there's the moving that's adding stress to this, I DON'T KNOW HOW, and like... Tomorrow we might be going to a church we were invited to. As if I don't feel judged and stared at enough.

I wish Layne was still on the phone (he was on the verge of vomiting from a bad hamburger), I'm kinda about to cry fsvhkjdfsvhsdfvjsdffvbdfgdsf.

My Pita Chips

I have located my pita chips. My computer was keeping them hostage behind the monitor, and now they're incredibly stale. So well, yeah.

FEEL HOW GOOD IT FEELS TO FEEL!?

So I have something to ponder. Something fancy word something. I think I'm probably too self aware, or really just too into myself. It feels horrible, liiiike, you plan every move you make, you constantly look at yourself trying to hide the fact that you're probably very vain even though you preach the fight against judging yourself by your looks so the people around you will feel better about themselves, and most importently, you compare yourself to Daria, Omar Rodriquez, and John Frusciante. Therefor, being so self aware turns you into a completely different person, and then, you forget who you are in the first place. Making me confused as all hell, and really wishing this didn't make my brain hurt. But how would you stop something like this?

I should ask Tash, because dammit I'm not gonna be Omar or Daria any time soon and need to stop trying to pick up characteristics(wtf?). Also, I need to stop using "I". Using it too much will make you feel self centered, even more so than if you're Scott Weiland, which is kinda horrible.

ANSWER DAMN YOU

This place needs to get LAID. For real.

I'm gonna get Tash in here for an orgy, brb.

Things, things, things

1. Till is in fact, hot
2. OK SO IS DERO. (his name makes me think of Oreos)
3. Reesh has fabulous nails that I copy. <3
4. Paul is kinda fucking hot...
5. SO IS OLLI.
6. Sorry Flake. You look like Ronnie. D8
7. I WANT SEX WHY CAN'T I HAVE SEX WAAAAH WAAAAAAAAAH!!
8. Damn, someone needs to get me a vibrator.
9. ... Once I find my clit monster
10. I want biscuits.
11. I'll go get biscuits!
12. By the way guys, help Tash find her pita chips.

More Things I've noticed

1. I got the first 2 posts for June!!!
2. Dude...it's been exactly 2 years since I graduated High School :D.
3. Blueberries rule
4. Dero is hot
5. Till is hot
6. I need sex....badly...
7. Sex comes in August!.

Wow, It's like a first.

This is like the first time this month that I've triple posted....AND THE LAST POST WAS LIKE WEEKS AGO! Anywho...I'm missing a bag of pita chips so enjoy this piece of work.