MINDLESS.: I'm on a Film Roll.

I think I've got some sort of problem.

I'm in some sort of a "camera phase,"

and I'm obsessed with pictures.

I want a Nikon DSLR, a Fujifilm Instax Mini 7's, an antique film camera, a video recorder, and a voice recorder.

This is so true.

Camera is money.

I like the one, right smack, in the middle.

I wanna play Camera Freeze Tag, haha.

This is me, every single day.

This is my start of the day, every single day.

Running to Ceramics, the stupidest class, all because I am on a tardy contract.

I don't do mornings.

Welcome to my world.

A Misanthrope - One who dislikes humankind.

The definition of me and Jane. Like, get the hell out of our faces.

We're haters, love us.

Sandy, I get you.

And Sandy? I'm rooting for ya'

I don't know if it's because I'm tired, but I'm going to rant.

And maybe it's because I'm tired, and maybe it's that one expression you gave me,

but You Piss Me Off.

Like get out of my face, I'm seriously sick of you. You think you're so much better than everybody else because you hold talents that you think others can't surpass. Just shut up, talking like that almost makes your "talent" useless. Don't tell people what to believe and stubbornly believe that you're always right. People like you are the reason I don't believe and why others don't and hate it. Don't act like you know what's going on in my life just because we've been known each other for so long, because believe if or not, I've completely etched you out of my life. How you use people and how you believe you are so much better than everyone else is stupid. How you go around stubbornly telling people what you believe in is right, how you always need attention, how your always happier when I'm not, how you always have to be better than me, how you always think you're the greatest friend to everybody.

Fuck you.

Maybe, one day, I'll look back and think back on all the good memories we had.

Maybe, I'll end up missing you.

But I highly doubt it.
Because I honestly think I'm a hundred times better off without you.

And I don't mean it to me be hurtful or mean.
Note to self:

Sums up my relationship with Momo, exactly.

You know how whenever we talk bad about our mom's with our friends, a friend begins to bad talk your mom, and we suddenly find ourselves get defensive and get mad at your friend for talking about your mom?

Same case with Momo. I'M the only one allowed to talk negative things about it.

Don't bad mouth Momo in front of me. It's like telling a mother that her son is ugly.

And don't ever tell me Momo is ugly, because to me, Momo is the most cutest cat in the world. It works me up and I want to literally kill the person who says it.

HAHAHA. Do I sound like a cranky cat lady?

Well... I kind of am.

But seriously, don't talk bad about my mom or my cat.

I don't think anybody has any idea how much I'm sick of life. Life, please, please, please, do chill, speed up, make sense and explain "forever." And as a bonus, please make happiness a lot more easier to achieve.

Guess what? I have a English final presentation and essay due on Friday. I haven't started on either. My grade is at a B, and if I worked harder, my final might bump my grade up to an A.

This is going to High School with a bunch of idiot people either wanting to grow up too fast, too immature to understand, think baggy clothes make them look tough, looks are all that matter, going to an Ivy League guarantees absolute success, or are just plain stupid, for ya'.

But I am not all that greater than them. I just might be worse.

You be the judge.

Gotta get this through my head.

LOL, you have no idea how much I can't wait for college.
Six months, please fly past me so I can be out and done with High School.

My college of choice has the most students riding bicycles for transportation than any in the west coast. It's also got a 24 hour library for undergraduates, with over a hundred book stores, cafes, coffee shops, and restaurant. The college, in my terms, requires a billion umbrellas, bright yellow rain coats, and bright yellow rain boots.

It's got my name all over it.