Cure Me?

Sorry, fellow bloggers. I haven't been able to blog in a while because of my hectic schedule. I've recently joined four clubs: Key Club, Debate Team, FACS, and SCA. Classic overachiever talking here. I've recently gotten good grades. I don't know if I'll be able to hold them up. Bye bye.

It's Raining High School Guys.

Gawsh, it was only the first week of school (4 days), and guys are already staring at me or flirting with me or giving me once-overs or sexually harassing me. That's...fast. So there's this Sophmore who tried to catch me after Biology class, shouting "hey!" loudly at least seven times, and then asking me "hey, like do you ride my bus?" *smiles*. That was weird and random. Then when my friend and I are walking to her front porch, these two juniors or seniors ask us some obscene question. A guy in my class is already sexually harassing me like last year. Gah! A dude who wears v-necks and skinny jeans in my lunch bell stares at me which makes me uncomfortable, not to mention, very self-conscious. A guy in my study bell with spiky hair who sits next to me in the row over stares at me while I do my work. Two guys stare at me during social studies class like I'm some shiny spoon (one of them I used to crush on in 6th grade). While I was waiting outside the school, a sophomore football player kept giving me this seductive glare till it made me really uncomfortable. I think he wanted me to feel uncomfortable under his "glare". If that's his way of flirting...then he's never gonna get anyone. A guy in my math class who dated two of my best friends, and who I think is gay, stares at me too much. And there's more. But yeah...now you know how uncomfortable I am. Added to the school work stress and finding my way around. Do I ever get a break here?!!!

P.S. I don't even know why guys think I'm attractive.

Devil Wears Prada

The Devil Wears Prada is probably the best screamo band I've heard so far. Wait, is it screamo? Oh well, anyways I love their songs. Whenever I'm pissed off or mad or madly irritated/annoyed, the Devil Wears Prada is the best band to listen to during bad times. Their songs could express your bad emotions in ways not thought possible. I recommend you hear their songs. My favorite song by The Devil Wears Prada is "Still Fly".

I Remember Telling.

I remember telling my friend Kayti this: "Right after he left I wasn't used to him not being by my side but now, it's almost impossible to believe that he were ever even here."

thank you kayti for listening to my tears.

Move on.

So she sits there with her head on her knees,

She feels the breath of the wind aganist her back,

And she realizes,

She doesn't need you,

She will move on.

Credit: Me. I don't know if this counts as a poem. But I wrote this after I realized I didn't need him afterall.

Heartless

Song currently listening to: "Heartless" by Kanye West. How could you be so heartless? You know, that's the same exact question I would like to ask a certain someone.

A lot of people have told me I'm heartless. Do they even recognize that they are describing themselves?

Numb.

I hate myself; all that I've become,

My hands shake, but my fingers numb,

i've lost who I really am because of this "disease"

But can you really call it that? I hear no coughs or a sneeze,

My dirty little secret that tears me apart,

This not so small pain, deep in my heart.

Credit: Mine. Sad poem eh?