1) I saw yesterday that one of my friends had written the words "gay pride" on her cheeks and it made me mad. Because she's not gay, because she can't even begin to understand what it's like to be gay, because she can write that on her face shamelessly and I never could, because she probably just did it for attention...I dunno. I don't really know what I'd think if a straight person advertised gay pride. Depends on their intentions. Maybe I've no right to be irked with her, maybe she was being sincere. But this situation made me wonder...what do you guys think of straight people showing gay pride? Do you think it's...weird? Wrong? Acceptable?
2) I gave Amber Brittany's number because she wanted to text her. Maybe not the smartest thing to do. I think Amber's probably going to try and talk Brittany into texting me, maybe push her towards me to try and help me out. I dunno...I don't want Brittany getting weirded out by Amber. I don't want her to feel like Amber's cornering her or anything. Maybe Amber won't even say anything to her. I dunno. Was this a stupid decision?
(Also: my friend showed me pictures of Brittany on Facebook and oh. My. GOD. She is the most photogenic person ever. I saw pics of her in her homecoming dress and stuff. And when she takes pics of herself she doesn't do that obnoxious duck lips thing or sticks her ass out or poses in front of a mirror holding up her phone. She's just breath taking. Stunning. I've probably said this before, but I've seen a lot of beautiful girls, had a lot of crushes before, but she is definitely the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my entire life. For real.)
Okay. Rant over. Anyway.
3) My dad's psycho girlfriend cornered my mom in Walgreens and started accusing her of lying to my sister and I about what happened in my dad's accident. She thinks my mom's been filling our heads with lies about my dad for five years. This woman and my dad are the kind of people who always have a warped perspective of pretty much EVERYTHING. His girlfriend said that she thinks I have a low self-esteem and I need a bigger variety of friends and I need to get involved in school sports and I need this and I need that, like she knows what's best for me, like she knows me.
She kept comparing me to her oldest son. If I had been there, I would have snapped. This woman knows NOTHING about me. What gives her the right to judge me? Fuck. Oh well, I suppose. It doesn't bother me anymore. This woman is the scum of the earth and I'm a far better person than she is and she's not worth my energy. She can go fuck herself. I mean, damn.
Yeah that's pretty much it.