Today I learned Aaron Carter is on tour. My confession? The 12-year-old girl in me got a little excited...until I saw a video of his performance. He looks like he's trying to relive his glory days and it gives me the sads.

I'm very lucky to have found an endangered species. I've found a very rare type of human female called a Woman. This Woman is nothing like the typical Bitches and Hoes you see all over the places, while the bitch complains about everything she doesn't like about you and tries to force you to change to be a carbon copy of a generic douchebag, the Woman accepts or at least tolerates your oddities and deviancies and may even have some herself. While the hoe may be pretty, she is never in the least bit faithful and will slepp around with anything that has a bigger sausage, the woman on the other hand will be very faithful to you if she finds a connection with you. While both the bitches and hoes are needy, whiny and unintelligent, the Woman is independent, intelligent, has aspirations, and will not turn to you to fix every problem she has. These Women are running dangerously low, find one today and ditch the bitch or hoe.

I wish that the people I hang around with would be more courteous and respectful to me since I go all out to do the same for them. If I'm not somewhere with them then no-one gives it a second thought and they go about their day as if I could be dead for all they know and not give a shit but if anyone else in the group is not there they call, text, send smoke signals, dispatch search parties, and everything in between. It just hurts whenever I realize that I'm not a respected member of my group of supposed friends and that no-one I'm around appreciates my presence or any contribution I have to the group. I'm sorry to complain and go on and on about this but I just feel this lack of belonging inside and it keeps boiling over to the point of me just getting pissed off and ultimately making poor decisions.

Wow. Today I am thankful that I go to TWU. That is all.

When I take a good shit, I feel like patting myself on the back and like I deserve a trophy.

I hit a cyclist with my car and secretly enjoyed it. She ran a stop sign and pulled out in front of me and I legitimately couldn't stop in time. She wasn't seriously injured at all and boy do I hate cyclists.

Who is the guy at the gym with the handlebar mustache? He has brown hair and wears black shoes. I've only seen him in there on Saturdays, early afternoon, but haven't seen him in months. He is the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life.

friendzone isnt real boys. If you tired of being 'just friends' then do something about it instead of sitting there whining like a little bitch. if the girl denies you, find a different girl, she obviously wasnt worth it. stop being such pussies