May aswell write about the whole day, maybe I won't look so bitchy then. Hopefully.
The day started off quite annoying, doctor was running exceedingly late, which made me not get my test result for the science test which I believe i did quite well in, that was shattering. I get there and I automaically am 100% tired from the testing, it's as if someone jus drained all the life out of me. Yet I put on that happy smile that is used to cover up the tiredness and the sadness. It's amazing what a smile could hide. Everything went along smoothly, friend over after school, ignoring the one that made my last year in Middle School hell, basically, it was one of the best days this year. An old friend popped out of no where, an amazing surprise, he didn’t even act ike a dickhead! Though I never really thought about the way a perfect day could change so quickly, without you even realising it when you were ruining what could be the most perfect thing you could find. I had just fobbed off the most amazing person, for something that was so stupid. I didn't need to know the truth about some chick who made up shit, hen again I already knew the truth, it was all a bunch of sh*t. He left without me even knowing, he never said his goodbye, he never gave me that heart stopping look, He was gone. Had I srewed things up? Was this even a thing? What is a damn thing anyway? All I know is I hated it. Ok, stuff the “not being bitchy” thing, I feel like the biggest bitch regardless of if I write the goodthings about today or not. It all ends up being about something bad.
The Anthropology of Ariana.
I'm not who you think I am because to be honest, you don't know who I am. How should you? I laugh when i'm not meant to, I cry when things get happy. I never know what to wear. I want it to be hot when it's cold, and cold when it's hot. I like being alone, yet when I am, I wish I wasn't. I realised not everything is worth dying for. Nothings what it seems and who you thought were, aren't. All I need is you, that's all I really know.