today fckin SUCKED.
so, i changed my part today. (bangs to the other side) & nobody fckin noticed. a few people thought i cut my hair. but, thaaat’s it. fckers. hah. i wanted to see if Ivaan noticed. he prolly didnt. eh. hah.
but, i’m at that point when i really dont give a fuck what people think or what people are gonna say about my tumblr. ima post whatever the fuck i want. idgaf who reads it or judges me by it. i dont lie about shit & i dont plan to. the real question is, why are you still reading my shit if you have a problem with it? simple as that.
woke up grouchy this morning. didnt wanna go to school. then, i wasnt sure if my phone charged cos my phone charger was fuckin up. almost missed the bus. then was freeeezing cold this morning, cos i didnt bring a jacket. i didnt know it was gonna be cold. Voleake texted me to pick her up, then she starts cryingg. so i hug her & try to make her feel better. then, i see Ivaan walk past & i start thinking. then my eyes water up. but, i dont cry. bell rings, we go to class. 1st period is okay. i talked to Jessica & she seems all pissed. i guess Bridgette didnt tell her. so, i talk to her & she’s all sayin how she doesnt care anymore. eh. she still seemed mad. turned off my phone since i only had 2 bars. then, nutrition. Ivaan gives me a hug. so, im like, “okay, this is good. we’re still friends”. then, i jus chill. im cold as fuck though. i want to ask Ivaan for his other jacket, but im like fuck it. we arent going out anymore. 2nd was okay. had a test. it was pretty easy. i think i missed 1 or 2? i hope. hah. i hate chem. then, fckin Lexus had wrote “Janisha is a lameass (: - Lexus” in my chem notebook & i think Ms. Northum saw it! lmao. bitchass. so, i talked to Coach R, since Voleake went home early & i was kinda scared to go by myself. she said practice was cancelled. so, yeee. luuuuunch was where everything went bad. first, i was koo. jus chillin. then, the last 10-15 min? i see Ivaan choppin with some bitch. first, it kinda bothered me. but, i was okay. then, i started thinking about shit. & putting shit together & i got all sad. i wasnt gonna cry though. i was jus breathing & shit. & jus huggin people. theeen, this boy tells me he’s trying to get at her. i immediately turn around, hug Patrick, & start cryiiingggg. i think everybody saw. idk. i didnt try to make it all obvious. it wasnt all loud & shit. i stopped after a couple of minutes. then i wiped my eyes & fixed my shit. then, the bells rings. Aron & Jazmine say i dont look like i was crying. so, that was good. i start walking with Black George to 3rd. then Pablo calls me & asks why i was crying. & i tell him i wasnt. in the back of my mind im thinking, “fuuuck. that means everybody saw. including Patrick P. & Ivaan”. he keeps askin why & saying not to lie. & he says my eyes are watery right now. & im like, “no they’re not. hah. i wasnt crying. i was jus sad.” & he goes, why were you sad? & im like, “what, i cant be sad?” then, he gives me this annoyed look & said something like “alright then.” i forgot. something like that. all i know is that it’s something Ivaan says alot. so it reminded me of him. eh. so, i walk into class. thank god we had a sub. i sit down & start to do my journal & shit. i try not to look at Ivaan. like 10 min into the class, he gets up & moves seats. i’m like, thank god. i really didnt want to see him right now. then, i turn to Jeff & tell him i feel like crying. but, i dont want to. so, i put my head down & jus lay there. then, Ivaan gets up & walks past me. then, when he goes to sit back down, he rubs my back real quick. & i start cryiiiiingggggg. not loud. but, still. after a couple min, i stop. i dont even think he noticed. Emily asks if i’m okay & if it’s about Ivaan. & im like, yeahh. i wipe my eyes & Emily says i dont look like i was crying. so, fix all my shit & ask to go to the bathroom. i jus wanna get out of the classroom. i see Aron & tell him what happened. he hugs me & shit. i go to the far bathroom on the other side of the school & fix my hair. then, i go back. Emily asks if i’m good & im like, yeahh. I talk to Jeff & try to do my work. i need to raise my damn grade in that class. George tells me some stupid ass jokes & makes me smile. hah. class was going okay til i find out i have Beyond The Bell. bitchass Torres didnt tell me this shit. ughh. so, the bell rings & i go to pick up Mikey. turns out she has the same class too. we go to the bathroom real quick & i see Bridgette. & i call her & she fckin ignores me. so, im like, wtf. then i go talk to her & im like, “wtf. you’re still mad at me?” & she says, nahh she doesnt really care anymore. mm, i guess. but, i tell her what happened today. & she’s all sayin, “i thought you didnt like him” & “it’s not worth it”. i’m jus like, “i love him :/” & “i know”. eh. so, yeahh. Amanda & Italia have the same Beyond The Bell class too. so, we all walk together. we end up being 2 min late & get bitched at. class went by hella fast. i finally turn on my phone & get all these texts from people. thank god my twitter updates were off. hah. but, i find out that the girl that Ivaan is tryna chop at, was askin about me. & she feels bad. & she says how they used to have a thing. then, it ended. but, it started again at her party. i knew that fckin tweet was about some other bitch. “it was about you”, myyy ass. dont give me them fckin lies. im not stupid. you still love me. it’s gonna take awhile to get over me. all fuckin bullshit. what the fuck ever, im done.
so, i go home & start checkin twitter. i see all this shit that would have made me mad if i had my twitter updates on. w/e. i jus go to unfollow Ivaan. turns out he already unfollowed me. fuck it. now, i jus really dont feel like doing shit. Volleyball is gonna be so fckin awkward. w/e. im done crying over his ass. i never cry over guys. idk why he’s different. it’s bullshit. not even gonna waste my tears. especially over his lies.
February 22, 2010