May 2010
12 posts
ADDICTED
I get addicted to things so easily, such as: the sims 2. Man oh man i have like a lot of sims, i play those things non stop, till my eyes hurt. But lately i haven’t been playing it just to lazy to. Next TUMBLR, this is soo adicting, here i can tell my feelings and say what i did today it’s like having someone to talk without the interruptions. Another one is omg facts, those are just...
“Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect. It means that...”
So far
I woke up soo early like 6 early, and i ran outside our neighborhood which means i hoping im losing weight. Man my head hurts i think because of the cold wind but i took a hot shower after. Know im just listing to music. Did you know that music makes me relax?! I’m always cranky when i wake up, i dont know why but i just am. My favorite dog movie now is Hachiko. It’s such a cute movie....
Again?!!?
My dad keeps bringing up how much he hates his sister and that the things she said didn’t hurt his feelings. Well if it didn’t hurt your feelings why you still talking about it?!?!?! That’s my question. Last night my mom and dad where fighting about that well guess who brought it up?? Of course who else then my dad im not mad at him im just saying that please tell us the truth...
My Oh My!
Oohh don’t i hate today. Well let’s see my day starts to be great and then my super smart dad says, “hey jana, let’s take another way to your school because it’s soo traffic when i drop you off.” (In my head I was thinking umm okay but you only dropped me off once and that was when i was really late.) I said, “Okay but your gonna make me late and make me...
What I noticed
i say haha a lot and peole judge saying why do you laugh a lot?
What i say, laughter is the key to everything why not laugh? Why don’t you enjoy all the positive thing’s and laugh at the mistakes that you made in the past. Why would just sit around and mop all day and do nothing but stare at a wall? Life has so many questions but little are answered it’s like a big book of what...
