I hate taking cell phone numbers of people I don't know or want to know... I remember each and every person I have talked to for long periods of time.
I remember the Annex guy, who got mad at me when I told him I wasn't interested in him. "Why" and even after I explained "Why" and then he had the balls to say "Maybe I'm not what you think. Maybe you don't know what you want" ******** OFF! So then I tried saying weird things to get him to leave me alone, psycho stuff y'know. "In my culture girls aren't like you. You're so pretty" =____= really? REALLY?
I
hate
guys
like
that
Then there's the shitholes that hit on you at school. There was the infamous beach incident because of that and then there have been many other times when, you clearly want them to leave you alone, but instead they trail after you and try try again. ******** ASSHATS! I... hate men. HATE HATE HATE men like that. FUUUCK! >/ Gets me all riled up thinking about all those assholes around the world. They pretend to like you then they "forget your number" ASSHAT! Or the ones that seem to hit on you in class but really, they have a girlfriend. Pffft!
But then again, I'm not exactly the most honest person out there either. I take their number, even though I know I won't call and I know I'm not interested.
Y'know, I like to dress pretty and I do like the stares [/ shrug] I like attention. I like for other people to see, I am pretty cause no one says it anymore. No one has referred to me as "the hot girl" In fact, I've been the one who is friends with "the hot girl" =____= when the "hot girl" wears sweat pants to class they still find her the hottest thing ever.
I'll never be that person.
I need to stop dreaming that I can be. I wasn't the hot girl in my past and I won't be in the future. It's something you are born into perhaps. I did get to be popular, in my own sense. Sure, I wasn't the conventional popular but our group was big. <3 And I like to think of myself at least achieving that one <3 uwu [/ hugs self] Now, I'm gonna take a short little nap before scampering to class and the snack shop >.>
<3 I send my love (btw. it still bothers me I don't know all you readers out there >.> one day... one day I'll figure you out)
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world