Well good morning beautiful! Yes i realize it's 2 in the afternoon but I'm a bit of a night owl. It is now winter break so no school. I can wake up when ever I want! Now I just moved into my new house. I wont say where because this is the internet and you never know when some creeper in the corner with pimples, 60s porno mustache, a back problem that makes him sit all crouched over the computer, reseeding black hair line, and breathes all hard as he looks through his super thick glasses at the computer screen will randomly happen upon my blog and feel the need to find me and kill because i remind him of some girl he liked in high school but she hated him because he likes to stomp puppies in his free time. Not that I'm paranoid or have watched way to many scary movies or anything but one can never be to careful. Any who I was talking about my move. I can tell you I moved from Oklahoma a year ago and now I moved again. I'm still in the same state just a different city. My old school had some great people there. My school after that didn't have such great memories. Like that was the first place I got called a whore by a guys fiancée. I had never met her and I was new in town. He was nice but not a very pretty man not ugly just not pretty and very country. I hate country music but he was nice and he kept making me feel all pretty and such. i had actually told him no when he asked me out but he was still nice and such so i agreed to go to a movie but the weekend before i went to the mall with some friends I had just recently met and one of the girls had know him since 5th grade. She texted him to ask what he thought of me because I told her he asked me out and she had never liked him. His fiancée answered and said I was a slut and such. Trust me that really freaked me out! Of course I put on a brave face and pretended it was just so funny but inside it really hurt. She didn't even know me. How could she say such things about a stranger? And I have horribly low self esteem as it is and this kinda through me over the bridge. I am from a small town in Oklahoma. Very small. I had maybe 200 in my entire high school. My new school had 1000 in there graduating class. And it had a lot of African American (A.A.) almost 90% of them. Also a lot of Latino. And there were like 10 Asian people Smiles. And I love weird stuff. It just draws me. I love Asian eyes. I love long hair and make up. I am bisexual by the way so when I say such things I mean on both men and women. I love accents. I love big lips. And just so many things I cant name off the top of my head but there are so beautiful! I would date a strange secretive shadowy person before a normal depth-less jock. I love trying to understand someones thought process and thats why i love blogs. A person just dumps the whole truth into the keyboard for everyone to read. I want to get lost in someones inter most thoughts that are so different from mine. Wow i kinda ran around with my writing but maybe it will be more structured later. I'm only a junior in high school after all. :)
Love,
Painfully Comfussed
Mood: Estranged
Song of the day: I'm not a Vampire by Falling in Reverse.
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