|Current mood:|| frustrated|
|Current music:||half way round the world-bowling for soup|
fashion magazines and all things stupid
fashion magazines piss me off to no other. ahh they're so depressing...it's all these extremely perfect girls with their extremely perfect looks and blah! no one is that perfect and they are just rubbing it in my not so perfect face that I'll never look like that....stupid models. I know they're all computerized and such but stillllll. I hope magazines make good bon-fire fuel...stupid magazines
I need to do my homework. what is the point of school if they're just going to make us do all our work at home is what I want to know...stupid school.
ahh my guitar...I wish I could just pick it up and jam but noooo...I can't play it. stupid guitar.
I hate parents...why do they always think they know what is best for you? my mother isn't me so how would she know what I should and should not do. I mean don't get me wrong, I have an awesome mom but sometimes her rules are just pointless and stupid and I want to blow them up. and my father...ahh he's just some drug dealer/mafia man...don't even get me started on him...stupid parents.
alright enough ranting and raving...I better go, I smell food...lol.