Bored as fuck.

Fart on socials.  Fart on homework.  Fart on Waisberg for asking me to be his CS student.   RANDOM!

So... no volleyball, no weight-lifting and no purpose this term or school year.  I guess the Windsor Pilates videos will have to do for now.  I work out more than Henry does and still he has rock-hard-killer abs.  This isn't how democracy is supposed to work damn you!!! 

Gahaha I continue to buy make-up even though I never wear it.  That's why I have no more money!  Yay.

W00t for continuing to neglect anti-procrastination.  So bored.  Henry come home from practice!  I miss you!!!

Wow, 67 people are online on my contact list and I only talk to one of them.  Why are the other 137 contacts there? 

I have a sudden urge to become a famous singer and to take dance lessons.  I can't sing and I can't bust no freaking move.  You should see me when nobody's around except for my headphones.  And maybe Henry. 

I've matured.  I don't crave sex 24/7, I'm not an "angry person", I accept people despite their stupidity, I practice piano, I make acquaintances- not to be mistaken for friends, I watch TV when Pimp My Ride is on, I eat chocolate without counting the number of calories, I watch Dora the Explorer with my sister and I have a kick-ass haircut that I can't maintain. 

I appreciate J-Pop, Britney Spears, Ashlee Simpson, Matt Dusk, Billy Talent and all of that other poser music.  Hey, at least they're famous and you're not. 

Well heigh-ho, I give up on my socials crap.  Pilates!

Seize the day.
- Vicky, age 16