With Kevin, it's always...

OwO

Kevin...Father's Day...eBay.

So, actually, Kevin's coming on the 23rd. Yay! Three more daaaaaaaaays!!!! \(^o^)/

Oh, and I finished the drawing. 8D

I'll post it on my new art blog later today when I take a picture of it. :3

Happy Father's Day, everyone! ^_^

I have STILL not received my package from eBay, and I am FURIOUS. DX

*sigh* My birthday is in six days... ._.

My birthday is in six days.

June 24th.

Sixteen in six days.

My boyfriend is crazy for telling me not to worry about a $200 bid. I feel like I can't let you pay for it...but I'll let you, since you told me you wanted to make me feel pampered. Mission accomplished...though I feel like a queen just being with you.

Which brings me to why I really started writing this entry.

If I have any chance of seeing Kevin...I have to get there.

Fuck.

Wish me luck.

My birthday is in TEN DAYS.

Well, haiguise.

My 16th birthday is in ten days.

Kevin will be here in nine.

I got Prismacolor markers.

Pork siopao is better than chicken siopao.

And you know what?

I...love watching Stats videos.

I do.

Night. :3

P.S. I'm starting a new blog about my artwork. Keep an eye out for it. 8D

Report Card

Hey.

I got my report card today.

4.0 GPA two years in a row.

Two more to go.

Wish me luck.

Also, to all of you who have tried to put me down, make me feel like shit, or have tried to get me to succeed only in failure (especially due to jealousy), I have one thing to say to you:

FUCK YOU.

Seriously.

Goodnight, everybody.

-Angel H(-M)

I'm not a(n) _________ anymore.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I don't know who or what I am. At least, not anymore.

I feel like I'm between lives...much like being between jobs.

What more about jobs? I don't have one. There's really no cash flow happening here save for a birthday.

I felt so on top-- like I knew everything. Now, I know nothing. Every description that people have placed me in has been stripped away.

Beautiful? Who am I kidding.

Smart/intelligent? Losing it. I feel like my brain dies more every day.

Funny? No wit. None.

Talented? No more so than any other.

What is a compliment but a comparison of a world to a person? What if your mind changes after you've given a compliment? Do you continue to let that person think that you meant your compliment until the end of time, or do you take back the nice little things you say?

Constant reassurance is vital, though if you lie, nothing you say means anything to me anymore. I swear.

Y'know... I just...

I...

I can't even.

-A<3H

Ultimatum.

Artist?

Or engineer?