MALES. Enough said.





Boys freak me out.
What a great opening sentance Jess..

Way to freakn go..

Wanna hear about the Bowsher highschool football game?
It's pretty interesting..

So this guy who.. idk I though we were cool. We have a bad past..
But I thought we were cool! He's a private school kid. of course.
Well I text this guy asking him if he's going to the game.
He replies "No."
So I'm pretty happy about it,
Didn't feel like dealing with him anyways.

SO I SEE HIM AT THE GAME.
He walks in the gate.
Looks at me.
Turn and walks away.

2 minutes later I get a text, "Guys night."
Mmm. okay.
Fine.

So I'm pissed to the point of tears.
Why?
Not even I know.
Apprently I still have feelings for him deep..
deep...
WAAAAAY deep down.
Or so my friend says.

So then we BODY PAINTED.
And my spirts were up so me and my amazing friends went and acted like fools in the student section <3

                                  


Me, Tori, Kenzie, And Lena ♥





Casey, Damien, Sammie, Kenzie, Me, Tori ♥

 And Life was good.
Untill I saw Mr. Toolbox himself talking it up to a bunch of girls.
Mkay.
I was ticked.
Throughly ticked.

So I texted him,
"Breaking guys night code by talking to a bunch of chicks. Nice. Look, if you didn't want to see me, just say so!"
And he texts back, "Ok. I don't want to see you."
Yeah, that hurt.
It hurt me.
So I just sighed, shrugged it off and calmly replied.
"Thanks. See being honest isn't THAT hard."

Wow, me being nice. Crazy right?
NEVER happens.

So he then, texts me all the reasons he doesn't want to see me.
THIS BOY IS STRAIGHT UP RUDE.
So I turned off my phone and jammed in the student section with the people I love.

I've let him turn my life into hell enough.
It was time I put up my hands and forgot all my problems. ♥

But then later that night I thought about it and was in a rage.

He wants to play?
THEN LET THE GAMES BEGIN BITCH.
Oh yeah.
I said it.
It's on.

Me and Casey almost got beat up too. Walking home these black chicks were yelling and on comes storming in our direction and for a second I thought, "Dammit.. I'm gonna have to fight a black chick."

I knew I wasn't gonna win..
But I was gonna go down fighting.

She passed us so it was fine.

We were scared for our lives.

We went to subway the next day too.
Got food. Om nom nom.
IF I didn't live by a walkmart with a subway,
I'd be dead.
Dead.
Like .. honestly.

DEAD I TELL YOU.