Post by Meerful on Dec 19, 2007 21:40:25 GMT -5
i'm not very interesting, i'm shallow, i don't have much to say, and i'm pretty much hyper-active and annoying. i don't have any talents, i don't always get all a's, and i'm not a very good liar. i constantly need reassurance, i'm clingy, i'm possesive, and i'm a huge hypocrite. i prance like a pretty pony, i frolick like a cougar, but i can't stay on my own two feet for the life of me. i'm unoriginal, i go with the crowd, i'm just like everyone else. everything i say is something someone else taught me to, i wasn't born being me, someone else made me this way. guys always say confidence is sexy, so sorry to say, but i'm probably the least confident girl there is. i don't like talking to people that much, i'm afraid of squirrels, i'm awful at writing poetry, i don't accept compliments, and i will argue every word that comes out of your mouth. i'm incredibly stubborn, i'm obstinant, i'm a living tragedy, i'm boring, i'm mean, i'm rude, and brutally honest. i never shut up, i go on and on about things i have no knowledge of, and i think too much. i hate most people my age, i don't fit in with anyone, not even the people i sit with because i know for a fact that michelle hates me and emmy and danielle get ticked with me easily. no one at my school really likes me, because they always leave me to hang out with someone more interesting. either way i still hate everyone that lives in this town and goes to that school. i'm pathetical, i stalk people, i touch almost everyone's hair if it looks neat, and i have to carry chapstick and hand sanitizer around because you people need to learn to cover your mouths when you sneeze. i'm not proud of anything i do, i don't regret things because in the end i'll end up regretting what i was regretting in the first place, and i trust no one and nothing. i stay emotionally unattatched to most people because i expect you to say or do something that disappoints me. i've finally come to a conclusion on my love issue, and no- love does not and will not ever exist. no, i don't know anything about love, no one does, love can't be defined. yes, i wear tape measures in my hair, i wear bright yellow-green eyeshadow and blue eyeliner, and yes, i did make those soda cap ear rings. i'm a catastophe, i'm too skinny, i'm a vegetarian, and i'm not that great. i'm a disaster, i'm an incredible mess. despite what you might hear, i'm an awful writer, and i can't get the simplest of words to rhyme. i'm not bright, i'm not intelligent, and i'm not pretty, in fact, i'm the least attractive person you might ever meet. all of my best friends are older than me because i don't get along well with people the same age or younger than me. i over obsess about things, i make funny faces when i eat, according to emmy i wiggle my hips like a hooker when i walk, and my eyes are too big. most people will either hate me or love me, there's no neutral, no in the middle. i love the colour yellow, and electric blue and neon green and orange and pink and white. i'm always hungry or thirsty, mountain dew is my favourite drink, and yes, i do use the 'english' way of spelling things, and yeah that's why all those words like 'favourite' and 'colour' have u's in them. i don't care what others think of me, i don't care if i hurt your feelings, and i don't care about what you have to say. i lie alot, i'm not fun to hang out with, and i'm not good at dancing. i want to learn to skateboard, to tango, and to sing. half the things i say have some sort of relation to a song that inspired me, or a book i read. like i said, i'm unoriginal. so come on, let's have a ball.
