Depressed.

Sunday, April 3, 2011



I lost. I'm going to go and cry about it and stuff my mouth with Moose Tracks and Butter Pecan ice cream.


I think this post was a bit too vague. Anyway, thank you all for your concern. :) I'm fine now. All I needed was a day off to sleep all day and get some rest. I'm chipper as ever now, which is good. I was all down and out recently because I just lost the speech and debate competition (got fourth place in the Finals) that I've been working so hard for. But meh. It's fine. At least I made it to Finals. Aaaanddd I got closer to Jailbait... except, it's hard to think about him without being depressed because he won several gold medals in the competition (while I didn't). But whatever. It's all good in the hood now. I'm fine. Perfectly fine.

And we're friends. Just friends, but I'd rather be friends than not at all.We ended up talking a lot during the past week and joking around and all that shenanigans.

BUT OMG HE'S SO CUTE. Especially during the competitions. We all had to wear suits and whatever fancy-schmancy outfit and his attire just takes the cake. He looked fucking hot, I swear. I wish I had pictures to prove my point because no amount of swearing and articulation could describe the fabulosity of a such a boy.

WTF. This was supposed to be a short post explaining what I lost, but somehow it snowballed (once again) into a post where I spazz over a boy I personally know of. I am such a creep.

/bricked.


hold up half the sky.


I'm Angela, and this is my little blog on the interwebs. I've always wanted to have a little blog where I can just recount my utmost feelings, without having to deal with talking about 'site updates' or site related things.

exits.

Kim

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