I love wearing bandeaus. They are just so much better than anything I have ever worn. idk I just like them. And they’re so cute! I can’t wait to get a new swim suit because it’s going to to have a bandeau top.

I’m just going to buy like 50 of them and wear a different one every day though out all of summer.

I’ll get one in every color, some with stripes, dots and a hipster one that looks like a native carpet. lol.

So let me just update you on my life: Everything is fine.

Yesterday I was told I will be the photo/entertainment editor for newspaper, Jr. section/photo/student life editor of the yearbook, became vice president of International club, and told I have some kind of leadership position in Interact club(This is all for the up coming year). I also got my schedule for SCC which is the college I will be attending over the summer.

I am so proud of myself because I, myself, made all this happen, no one pushed me, no one was there, I did this all on my own. Yeah, I know I have no one to rely on, it’s sad but whatever. I made this happen, and I know I can do much more.

Just wait.

I got accepted into a leadership camp called RYLA and I’ll be attending tomorrow though Sunday and I am so excited!

I have never been so far away from home without a relative so this is a big deal. I just hope I won’t be all awkward and stuff.

But I know this will be a good thing because:

1. It looks good on a resume
2. I will be able to meet a lot of new people
3. There will be many keynote speakers-more people to inspire me
4. I’ll be away from home and away from total bullshit for 4 days
5. My cool cat Gelica is going with me! woot! woot!

Due to this I will not be on tumblr for the next few days and I don’t want to make queue because by the time it posts a band pic you’ve probably already seen it:/

When I do come back I will announce a new band from Az that is on the rise so keep following, love you all, bye<3

heidijlaughs:

Fake, fake, that’s a lie. You’re being so fake right now. Fake. Oh, bitch, wow, that was fake. You hate that band, stop acting like it’s your life, you hate that person, and you hate that too, oh, you’re being fake again. You’re being unreasonable and close minded, and whatever image of yourself you’re trying to put out right now is fake. That was bitchy. Fake. Go die.

I wrote this 5 months ago strictly based on what I was sensing. As a writer looking back at this I would say it is rude, bias, and  goes against ethics witch is something that as a journalist I should always go by, but now that it has been conformed…oh my, you fake ass bitch, haha, told you my unconsciousfeelings are always right;)

I should just write a novel about everything that has happened to me in the past three years.

We had a late start today so I got extra hour of sleep, took my little brother and cousins to school, then played on the playground with my niece. Afterwards I had to stay at my grandma’s house-merp-but it was okay because I got to be with my niece. When I was putting my make-up on she kept getting it and waving it around and pretending to put it on, until I just put everything in my bag and zipped it up but then she just took the whole bag! I tried to teach her how to say my name but she kept saying “hiya”. And before that she would just head bang when she saw me or to get my attention. lol

Then I met up with my friends and got burritos and was late to school on a friken late start! My make-up looked so good, I got complimented on it all day and my hair because it’s black now and I look awesome.

Then after school I saw my friend Jenny and she told me something about someone and oh! I just remembered my crush lol, jk, I don’t like him he called me adorable and I wasn’t even doing anything.

And my art project is looking pretty awesome. And my mother is being nice to me.

Things are getting weird…I give up.XP 

I really have to stop doing this but it just makes me so happy. The past few weeks I’ve been complaining about my boring life is and how it has been bringing me down. I have been so depressed and I know, I hate that word too, but I can not help it if that is the only word to describe how I am feeling even if it is the most over used, washed up word ever. 

I feel like I’m back now, back in the game, doing my own thing and I like it. Half of the things I do, I do for myself, and I do not understand anything that I have been doing these past few weeks, like dose anyone care about me? No! So why should I care about them? I just danced around my room for no reason at all and it felt awesome!

I noticed I stopped being awesome for a while and that is why people kept asking me “What’s wrong?”

How is one supposed to respond to that? How can something be wrong when you are only you? Of course they can mean there is a problem with you…

That is where they are wrong, there cannot be a problem with you, because the only one that is perfect at being you is you.

And yeah, I know, me dying my hair is not me, but I hate looking average, to look like the others, is not me either and if I have to alter myself in any way to show that I will not be part of an ignorant society I will. Even if I have to stand alone, because I like me. I’m awesome.

Ohmigod! What if I went Kawaii??? Would you guys still follow me? (^_^)