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So I watched the BET awards and it was good ,even if they do get worse every year.They had the tribute to Michael Jackson and(Yeah one of the Jackson brothers, Tito or whichever one it was stood at the podium and talked about his brother Get off the stage your 25 minutes of fame are over). Chris Brown was singing it.Shocker! Big Whoop. .....Anyway he was doing amazing like I love watching him dance it's phenomenal,but then all of a sudden he started crying .Like what the hell? Did you forget that this man died last year.LAST YEAR not this year.All of a sudden you got the freaking memo that Mr. Thriller is 6 feet deep now ?Come on Chris get off of the stupid juice.Like he sang everything and got to "Man in the Mirror" and broke down into ridiculous sobs.Also on the 25 everyone on Twitter,Facebook,etc was all RIP MJ and what not .It was like Christmas,you know how you hang up those decorations for one day out of the year?What the fuck is that about?We don't know.So yeah knowledge is power and not knowing is just half the battle

So let me start out by saying this is not about some toilet paper awareness group alright. Personally ,I could care less what you wipe your ass with.....just saying.Less is more is something everyone should consider .I went to the movies (Toy Story 3) and beach today right? The movie was awesome saw it in 3D ,got to keep the shades and everything .The first one was still the best though.Then the beach .Girls and their cellulite shorts .I mean I understand that it's hot but be considerate of society (and their eyes)and cover up what's meant to be suctioned out.....sorry.You could be the prettiest girl at the beach or anywhere else for that matter ,but no one would notice because of what you're wearing.Come on we already have thunder storms we don't need thunder thighs.Guys,yelling compliments at someone may not always be the best thing especially if you look like Chubaka's cousin.However,what you should you do is gently(and quietly) introduce yourself in a civilized manner .Look at that your success rate just went up 30% haha.
Now remember kids knowledge is power and not is just half the battle.

Why I've been excited for the summer? I don't even know .Every year is the same ,my happiness slowly declines within ....hmm let's say the first two weeks of summer.Why? I'll tell you why because my mom is a certified idiot.She always wants to control my summer.As soon as June 18th comes around she starts talking about goals for the summer,"special nights",summer vacations,etc.Ridiculous!
Example,apparently my aunt is coming to pick us up tomorrow at 4 to go to this fucking bible adventures or how ever the fuck you say it.Me,being faithful atheist I am will be doing everything in my power to disrespect "the house of the lord".I do it every Sunday so why stop now.That means

  • Ipod on full blast with nothing but uncensored music
  • Phone off of vibrate
  • and Me not giving a rat's ass haha
This is just the beginning so unlike my lucky friends who can do pretty much whatever the fuck they want,this chick is gonna spend her whole fucking summer in the house while my mom writes in her planner shit that no one wants to do.I hate my life.Anyway remember knowledge is power and not knowing is just half the battle.

10th grade
It's over .Bring out the bikinis and the board shorts .Put away the Calculators and the pencils .This has been the worse grade by far.Break ups and make ups.Drama.Sex.A trip to the loony bin.Going on epic adventures with my future pot-head best friend.Finding my new shrink.Drama with ghetto bitches from lunch.Finding my beautiful mustang in the driveway. Becoming an extrovert than an introvert to the extreme.Meeting the guy that put aside my hatred for the opposite sex and put love in its place.Mushy shit .Whatever.All of it doesn't matter anymore.It's Over .I have yet to write my last entry in my journal like I do every year so we'll let this be it .Every year I'm always reluctant to leave the comforting but ohsostressful schedule I follow .This year it's totally opposite I'm ready to write my sophomore year's epitaph .I still can't believe its been a year.A whole fucking year.So much has changed,So much that I could write a book with the two journals I've filled out.All the tears,guys,school errors,laughs,him <3 Summer Possibly becoming a sandwich artist .Getting my license. Creating a "Memory" ;) and the list will continue as the days go by.


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