my name is: charlotte. im only fourteen years old, and i constantly get told i look older, and i act older. andd i get along better with people that older than me. which makes sense why most of my friends are. i guess you could say my maturity level is just a bit higher than the kids im forced to go to school with. i hate it, and love it at the same time. im shy at first, but arent most people? im vegetarian for reasons that are probably different than some of the other people on here. i didnt stop eating meat because it was the "cool" thing to do. i hate the fact that some greedy asshole company continuously tortures animals just to make some money from it. its wrong. try not thinking about that next time youre eating your kfc. even better, mcdonalds. (i gag when i have to watch people shove that left over chicken intestine down their throat). when people dumb themselves down, just to look "cool," it annoys the living shit out of me. hate to break it to you, but you dont really look too "cool." dont judge or label people around me. immaturity is my biggest pet peeve. dont fucking be immature around me; i get really bitchy, really fast, and thats no fun. i like standing up for people, and shoving bitchy remarks right back at the bitch's face who said it. its been said that i excel at giving advice, and i have no problem helping anyone when theyre in need of it. (: im really a nice person, but when im pushed to the limit, i can be a bitch, just like anyone else. i have trusting issues, and im probably wanting to tell you something, but cant because im afraid you'll go off and start shit. im not one to get in fights or anything of that nature very often. but lately, nearly everything has become hell. its not easy, but i deal with it. i lost someone who i thought was the best friend ive ever had, or the best friend i could ever have. i dont know what the hell i thought was so good about them, honestly. its not like they dont talk shit about everybody. but i wont get into that. (: i dont say sorry when theres nothing i should be sorry for. therefor, if i didnt do anything wrong, and youre waiting for me to apologize, youre just wasting your time, i wont be crawling back anytime soon. i try my best in everything i do. i guess you could say im smart. and im proud of that. (: all you have to do is try. remember that. and no matter how stupid you may think it sounds, trust me, its not stupid. i have goals and dreams that id like to accomplish. i dont know exactly what i want to be when i get older, because i want to be a lot of things. ive had one thing in particular in mind for awhile, but im not sure. :s i hate the u.s. someday, i want to move to either france, or the u.k. (: people there dont seem like a bunch of bitches/like the people here, and i love that. peoples first impression of me is usually that im a bitch. i think its sad/kinda funny, and i often find myself wondering why thats what they automatically think of me. i dont know. haa. if you think you know, let me know. haha (: if you have any questions, dont be afraid to ask. :)
march twenty-fourth, oh eight. was an okay day. (:
the day started out pretty okay, despite the fact that amy was gone today (and will be tomorrow too), and i was late to school. but hey, its not like im not late atleast every other day, right? hahaha. anyways.
english was lame. were still doing that essay/"letter to the editor" project. its about the whole racism stuff back in the 60's. not that easy, cause of course, i got the hardest point of view. im supposed to be black, and for segregation. ... yeah, so fun, right? im trying to be creative... but i dont like the fact im being forced to be racist (cause im not). ya know? anyways. enough with english. on to the next interesting class... hmmm. publications/yearbook. hahaha. i hate that class so much, but love it at the same time. mr. larson has never liked me, and he sets us up. but guess what, he cant now. because the yearbook was already turned in (late, of course), and we get to make posters to hang in the hall for the rest of the year. :D haha. and whether he likes to admit it or not, he has always liked mine and cinthia's posters (so does everyone else... cause they always COPY OUR EFFING POSTERS >XO it really pisses me off since everyone copies EVERY idea of mine >.<). whatever. as of right now... im doing an electro-ish themed poster. kinda looks like its from an old nintendo game XD pretty cool. haha. and im pretty sure i wont be talking to mr. larson once more this year, because he never even looks at me anymore. he doesnt even acknowledge im in that classroom. well, GOOD. cause im not dealing with his bullshit anymore. anyways. yeahyeahyeah. on with the day. oh, then at lunch... i drank a monster. a blue one. i havent had a blue one since... a long time ago. haha. anddd i dont know why, maybe because i hadnt eaten at all today, until i got home, but the monster made me feel like i was gonna fall over. ha. >.< it made me feel sick. it kinda felt like i could feel the monster running through my veins instead of my blood. >.< it was iiicky. haha.
letseee. lalallala. on with the school day... OH ! at the end of the day... i saw the new kid that amy knows. he starts tomorrow. i got immensely nervous when i saw him, so i decided to walk by, and act like he wasnt even there.
hahaha. i wonder what i woulda done if i tripped or something in front of him. XD i probably would have... died. lmao. no, seriously. i would have. hha.
yeeehhh. did my normal routine after my mom dropped me off at home.
eat something, while watching an hour or more of "a haunting" on discovery channel. get scared shitless. stop watching it. went on the computer. then i walked to walmart. cause i need paint for art.
on the way there, i probably looked ridiculous because i was laughing. lmao. same with when i was walking into walmart. hahaha. me and tina were having a funny conversation on msn (on my phone). it made me laugh a lot. i told her i died. and i was acting like i was some random mexican man that beat me up. and... it was funny. then she called. hahahhaa. i thought she actually believed me. XD she said she didnt... but maybe she did. XD that would be cute. cause it would show she cares. ^-^ but yeeeh.
OOH. then i went grocery shopping for my mother. hhaha. people looked at me funny, like... they were wondering why the hell i was grocery shopping. lmao. i dont know. everyone still gave me that look that they were scared shitless of me. i dont know why. but i always get that. from everyone. sometimes its really hard not to laugh. XD hahaha.
yeeehhh. but that was my day. it was boring. but better than others. haha.
hey just wanted to add ya you seem like a really cool chick and i just thought meeting a few new ppl would be good. Im 20 and i love in brisbane, im a personal assistant and i live with my boyfriend nathan. I love partyin an i love my friends life in n othing with out your true friends. anyways just thought i would add a bit about myself. Lycie x
