No. 76

My shock is over.

I'm still shocked of what people can be like. It amazes me how people can't tell the truth, when in reality they should before some person calls them on it. Well, i'm reposting because apparently I had a dentist appoint ment at 2 o'clock, so my mom freaked out and said, "OMG, We need to go NOW." Obviously being the person I am, I had to save it my little entry first. Back to how shocked and how over it I am. I just have to face the fact that in the population of Bellevue, there are more mean people than there are nice people. In Moses Lake, I'd say there are more nice people than mean people. In Vanny BC, I'd say there are more mean people then nice people. In California, there is both half and half. It's actually the city where you can get mean people, nice people, and total butt kissers left and right to you. I'll just have to accept the fact that my theory of all people are generally nice, is well generally wrong in where I live. I can't get over the fact what people do to each other. I mean, it's so true about the cliche, "if we could all just get alone..." BTW, if one does care, my teeth are simply wonderful. I still haven't had a cavity and i'm almost 18. On to my tangent, it's the first time in my life I actually talk about my b-day more then once. I wonder what is going on? Enough about the displeasure of people and their actions.

MAC here I come.

After much consideration about makeup and how I have too much and don't use it. I've become inflatuated with MAC lipglass. At first they came out with clear and for godsakes who wants clear right. Well, now they have Nico. It's this psychadelic color that i've spotted in their lip gloss section. I'm going to get Mac Nico lipglass for the price of $12.50. I think i'll purchase that now, then i'll wait for the black eyeshadow when I go to Hawaii since it's quite a ways away, and i'm not going to be using it anytime soon. I'm hoping UD comes out with some new facecases, because they're really small and all, but I'd just really want to sample it, and for 35 bucks, I think I can handle it considering that there's an array of colors and if i'd have to buy the big pot, it'd be a lot more.

OMG, Miss Wannabe

Miss Jewish Princess Wannabe said this to me, "I don't think people with attitudes should be taking this class (yearbook)." I can't believe she said that, considering the fact that she has a bigger attitude. There's this girl that lets things get to her, so when Miss Wannabe is asked to do something and can't get it, she kinda throws a mini hissy fit. Well, Miss Wannabe freaks out and does the same. The Drama Club had also plastered over our Yearbook bulletin board. It wasn't a big deal, we were just going to take some down so it wouldn't block our stuff right, I swear, Miss Wannabe had a heartattack and practically torn the things down and run them through the shredder then wanted to hand them back to the teacher. If she doesn't think she has a problem, yet can recognize the other girls, I know understand why she moved and all this stuff about her life. I get her now, it's plain and simple. She basically was a good kid, then kids starting to make fun of her. You know there's always that girl that's just really fun to make fun of, I don't do that though, but I can see why some people get made fun off. She's put up a wall. I've realized that in Bellevue, I feel tremendously bad for people who aren't part of the elite. I can definitely see what they go through, she feels the same and starts to try to look Bellevueish and does not succeed, because she'll always be trailer. Some people are just meant to be like that, I see nothing wrong with it. I realized that the elite are all the people who live in Medina, Clyde Hill, and the Points. Anyone who actually lives in "Bellevue" is considerable different. It's probably the whole deal about not going to the same middle schools and stuff like that because the people who did have this bond that sticks with them throughout high school and makes the kids from various smaller schools feel inferior. Well, that's Miss Wannabe for you today.

Fashion Fads

I realized what a horrible person I have been. I use to be consumed by magazines and take everything from cover to cover. I realized how i'd be walking down the street and evaluation what people wear. My dad is necletic and there is no way of changing that. My mother has developed a, what shall I saw, very preppy, old lady, yet trendy all thanks to Ralph Lauren style. She looks together because everything she wears it basically Ralph. It's not hard to look together if everything comes from one line. Miss Jewish Princess of Medina was doing the same, at first I was so proud. I was saying, "oh horray, i've finally influenced someone." When I knew very well that I influence everyone just by speaking. It's not hard, they may not agree with it, but they will know about that perspective. So, now I felt totally bad for her and realizing how she knows out to pick out people. I also feel bad because she's straight up trailer again. I tried to help her "make it," but I guess it's true, you can take the drink out of the club, but you can't take the drink out of me. It's a famous saying from that group who sang Sorry Ms. Jackson and Oh So Fresh and So Clean? I have just had a mental block, what's their name? Oh god, moving on. I also realized that now, one of my friends who'd I expected better from, someone I thought was uncorrupted wouldn't do the same. Well, it's too late, yes, it is Ms. Turkey herself. Not to mention that it isn't just random people she is mocking, but it's actual people that she knows, some that she likes and some that she hates. I guess it's a part of my character and I've totally learned that what you're wearing doesn't really matter. It does show you're personality, but to talk about clothing in that manner makes life depressing, especially since either we're so ruthless we have to talk about other lives because ours aren't interesting or just because we've been giving our 20 bucks to girly magazines.

Life Lessons Learned

I'm thinking about a new resolution. I'm going to make at least one meaningful convo at least once per journal entry. I'll try to refrain from this gibberish if I can. I think I need to get back to my whole finding my own answers to unanswerable questions. I also realized this, why do we always mock someone different. I mean, what if someone is from Canada? Does it really matter, sure they'll say runners and washroom, but truly deep down, does it really matter? What's so different about them, they just might have different materialistic things, but that's basically it. My opinion, i'd be a goddess if I said that, but i'm saying that Canadians are more reserved who can't say no. It's true, it's as if ever since they start drinking at a early age, it impairs all brain cells and leaves them quiet as hell every damn single second of the day? All the Canadian people I know are extremely quiet and they definitely care about materialistic things. They hate sales because it's truly the rejected crap and they always go out to eat? I'd go out to eat too considering that they are all these quant coffee shops and 1 dollar canadian money pizza. It's cheap, think about the currency exchange!

Crossroads

I think I have been suckered by MTV to go to the new Britney Movie. That guy is kinda hot you know. Anyways, she seems really neato freato in that movie. I"ll probably see it with Bee and Tae, Tae's a Britney worshipper. It's quite amusing because he has such a girly voice and whenever she sings the songs, he sounds like Britney's backup singers! HEHEHE.

Speaking of Snootiness

I was feeling all bitchy snobby today. So, I decided to rock what I rock best, about 5,000 bucks worth of materialistic items. I love my life, I find it quite I don't know the word, it is screaming paralleling, but I won't say that. I find it quite trivial. I'm basically put on this earth to be this giantantic consumer who feels bad for people, animals, and the earth yet bitches and moans about it, but does nothing. I could be a great boss, if only I didn't feel bad yelling at people nor do I lack that voice that makes people say, "listen now, listen before I blow you're brains out." Oh the last part was a very unwomenly thing, but it's like a famous quote or whatever from the mafia?!? It seems that maybe I'm put on to this earth of being a person that no one should trive for. That would probably be one of the existentalist or Emerson or someone like that would say that about me. I'm like the product of excess that got all confused and decided to feel bad about the excess I have yet I can do nothing about it, why because i'm too weak, greedy and what have you, fickle. That is the word, fickle. Side note, never be a dentist, think about all the people's teeth you'd be cleaning, the grit, gunk, and oh yea, the bad breath must be a killer.

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