this body ain't for sale: i hate you guys

necklaces: american vintage & forever 21
bracelet: my lucky buddha beads-- grandma's, now mine
condom shirt: h&m for aids foundation
footless tights: h&m
belt: stray cat vintage
boots: buffalo exchange

i am in love with new accessories. more specifically, my new boots that i found at the exchange store hidden in the corner that were a perfect fit. yummy. And they were only $16.
wore this outfit to sharon's going away party for out-of-staters...including me, stephany, and tiffany.
friday night too hot. saturday's goodbyes.
i am going to miss everyone.
especially someone who needs to go to nyc with me.
stop and think. use a condom.
freaking out for the rest of the month isn't t00 great of a feeling.
i don't need the for sale sign guys. <3

bah.

pills make the want go down to the maximum.
at least the first week of the month.
drugs keep the happy up.
parents make the fun go away.
money, not enough.
he makes my day.
going shopping with 3 hos keeps me loling.
especially when you have an 18-year-old. SEE, I TOLD YOU WE NEEDED ONE.
i heart you emily robles. let's get married.
jk, i'm not into the weird shit you are. At least not to that extent.
hahahahah <3 <3
new bootsx2, belt, necklace, fishnets, purple g.

"yeah yeah. i had some bad mcdonalds so idk if my penis is working but my lungs still do."

HARD

jesus christ.
epic night.
Hard was awesome. Awesome giant rave party.
MSTRKRFT was like a fucking orgasm. Okay, they were like 20. N.E.R.D. was decent but just fucking built up to mstrkrft cuz they wouldn't stop playing so when mstrkrft finally came out it was like awesome-epic.
Great remixes. So glad they played D.A.N.C.E. and remixed Daft and all these awesomes. & Steve Aoki was a cutie on stage as usual.
Got tired. Sat down. "You guys rollin'?" hahaha. No, sober tonight.

Went back to the apartment. Passed out after happiness. Slept well.
Woke up and everything was clear again.
yum.

best yet

wow this is turning out to become the best summer ever.
summer of 'firsts'.
no school, no work, the boy, friends, foodage, "missing frames", hard fest!
most importantly, I got denied a place in statistics at mt. sac.
but it's okay, I got a 3 on the AP test.
which means, I pass!

and he makes me happy but tired. very tired. I'm dead.
maybe/most likely it's the fast food.

fireworks

omgad. fireworks were way intense.
scary drive home.
boring and tiring on the 5th at my grandma's

ran some laps to get the body going again on the 6th. heart heart.
keep the body in shape. burn some calories.
maybe for guys, they should help themselves.
boys and girls guide to getting down was awesome.
wanted was "wtf" throughout the entire last half. epic but ridiculous.
johnny rockets now scares me. at least the one in the chino shoppes.
I'm not a sick fuck.
I don't have weird dreams.
not like alex gauthier.

looking forward to journalism hallway meetup with indian food. yumz.
oh. and freaking better-be-successful grunion run with skava. for the 4th time!

I'm missing the consignment shops in vancouver. I want to go back to commercial drive.
and I grow increasingly impatient with my mother.