So, todays my 'day off' right?
So obviously i am sleeping in....
I get a call saying my brother is not feeling well so i gotta go pick him up
UGGGGG lol.
talk about the presures of society
its disgusting
So there are the 'populars' that seem to inhabit our school.
*eeerrrrruuuugi know, i know
They dress the same
They talk the same
They walk the same
They think the same
They look the same
They have the same bags
the same shoes
THEIR FECKING CLONES I TELL YOU...
whats worse is they think they have the right to judge you
But nobody and i mean nobody has the right to make a judgement on YOU. Apart from you. Right? Sure, you shouldnt be an asshole
You should know when and where to stop
. But No one BUT you can tell you how to Be :)
[^^ just a little something for you ^^]
LAST DAY
of school :) one whole [entire week of freedom]
Weeeeeeee. lol. I know i know i am a retard
anyways. [ i never got my lemon cheesecake].
BUT i was reading [good housewife] (one of my dearest moms uber cool magazines) gosh it was amusing
To say the least.....
Articles like :
[honey, i shrunk my but]
[now you can eat ALL the pies] (which is now my msn name
and
[why are you ALWAYS HUNGRY]
Really, i think these women have problems. Im happy about the size of my ass
, and i like eating my pies
and I dont care if im hungry or not.
See, souriya
and I
are [HAPPY PEOPLE I TELL YOU].
We have EVERY RIGHT to be aswell..
I'm with my friends as the moan about how their
[hips are too big]
[teeth are screwed up]
[too fat]
[too thin]
[the sound like a man]
[voice is too high]
[their eyes are too dark]
[eyes are too bright]
[hair is greesy]
[hair is too soft to be tied up]
[their ass is HUGE]
[they have no ass]
[no money]
[too much money, dont know what to buy]
and shit yes <SHIT> like that.....
Why cant people just be happy with what they got ?
Im not saying [by any means] that I am the most beautiful, most amazing , happiest person on this plant.
[im far from it actually]....
but you see the difference is, that, I'm happy with myself.
[sureeee i could be better] but no bodies perfect
Everybody knows that right? But yet we still strive for bloody perfection
its non existant
Know what you can get, what you want to get, and go GET IT. But dont ever regret who you are. Because who you are is everything
and your are [always somethingto somebody]....
you just may not know it yet....
I dont want to be everything for everybody, i just want to be something</b> to somebody
I just hope there is somebody out there :) ([psst: for me])
<pre> good day </pre>
:) really...it was [isnt that great ? wooop wooop]...
Well you know lessons were as interesting as they can get (not much - i know but still).
I swear. wednesdays kick <pre> ass</pre>
Ofcourse, nothing compares to fridays or Saturdays , but we're talking about school here.
I have DRAMA first [two perdiods] which is just
[previously on todays show....]
hehehe. Good evenin' [Souriya]....
Hmm well today what an eventfull day.
g.o.n.e.
there for them
i guess thats stupid of me right ? and selfish. I THINK so especially because [im always like 'uug i hate talking about myself'] but then all i feel like doing is talk about whats going on withme
why should i stop?
No wonder i have friends Goddammit
pissing me off?
see i told you the name would come into use somewhere even if souriya doesnt decide to have a sex change) ok thats just retarded lets just call him Chris
so less retarded huh?
SOURIYA
um hey
preeeetty fast
REALLYI woke up this morning to raring to get on with the day it was wonderfull :D and from that second on wards everything went so fast. Eveything was good. WOW. see souriya is not one of those depressing diarys.
and so she should
so souriya, what shall we talk about today?
good day myBeautiful souriya
so its not very good
that sucks right?
not good. definatly not good
may the angels be watching you
Hey chick. well diary, whatever.
So i was bored one day (actually today) and i realised that my diary is both sad and empty. So, me being the caring person i really am, decided to make it um, happy and full :D. I know, I know. how nice of me. :D. Ok first things first, I think the dairy needs a name.
How about...
hmmm...Fabio! yeah, that’s kind of weird. My diary kinda looks like a dude, but feel free to change whenever you want...im okay with that.
ooh how about
Ursula Andréa’s phileepo the second.
Now that has a special ring to it. apart from it sounds kinda girly. ooouuug im confused. What about Souriya. Pronounced like Soriya...Now that’s pretty.
Yes I know its a chicks name but screeew you, maybe tomorrow you'll be a real boy Souriya.
so souriya, lets get some serious diary action going on here. Well right now its 2:26 and I’ve just had my cereal :D yummy. Cheerio’s. <<Even better. Well last night I went out for Chinese (my favourite) with some family and I think I may have possibly had a leeetul bit to drink. Vodka and lemonade lol…yummy. Well anyways I have a pretty big family, the kind that just love being centre of attention, Not my mom and dad, just my aunt and uncle who are SO loud. I was just sitting there, quietly sipping on my alcohol like a good little girl, while they laughed as loud as is humanly possible. Got home after walking into like 5 tables and sleeeped. Lol. Sleeeped. I am a brilliant drunk :D. but I got a really bad headache and I was wondering, is it possible to have a hangover while your still drunk? Ug, well if not, theres a start for everything.
I woke up bright and early (1:00 pm) and had my cheerio’s in bed, which then started a huge row with mom how eating on my bed will get it messy and since she does the washing ‘all the time’ its more work for her. Which actually isn’t true because:
A) Its my bed
B) She does not do the washing ‘all the time’. Sometimes I do it.
C) She never asks me to do it anyway.
anyways today I woke up bright and early (1:00) all raring to go. Ate my cheerios as I mentioned and went down stairs to have a joyous conversation with my parents. Don’t get me wrong, I like my mom, its just My DAD I have a problem with. Well its not really a problem anymore because we’ve kinda accepted it that we don’t get along. He doesn’t talk to me and I don’t talk to him. When he does talk to me its like ‘how are you’ (in a really patronising voice which drives me INSANE) and before I can even answer he’s gone. But its okay. Its life. He’s living in London right now because he’s jobs over there so its just my mom and my brother over here (they haven’t broken up or anything, he just works there and comes back for the weekend). So you know, life is good. Im not one of those people who are constantly depressed. Im a happy person. :D you see, Souriya isn’t one of those diaries who are full of depressing shit about how they wanna kill themselves followed up by some beautiful images of slitted wrists. That’s really not my style :D.
This is why Souriya is BEAUTIFUL AND DIFFERENT AND YOU SHOULD READ HER.
Well you know, im not writing this for people to read, im writing this because I just need to talk about stuff and writing is such a good reliever for me because I know that no matter what I say noone can correct me (I swear that if you message me now telling me about my spelling or something I will punch you :D) or tell me how I should be feeling. I can just say what I want to say and feel okay about it.
Sometimes it feels like life goes to quickly for me. Or maybe it’s just that im slow. Yup. Im slow. But sometimes life seems to be going sooo slow, agonisingly boring and yet your raring to go. Its like nothing really goods happening and you have no motivation to make something good happen. You cant be bothered getting up off your ass to do something that will change things encase it all blows up in your face. Well its prolly just be but still. J
Well theres nothing to do now. Im gonna go eat some cake.
Toodles Souriya.
I love you xxxx