Cupcake.

Hey there,

Changed the layout, so dates are posted.
Check out how fast that shit went.


Anyway, I wasn't expecting anything special today. I thought it was supposed to be hella crappy. Last night didn't go so well. Come on, over a few A-'s? Wtf. I'm never good enough, and I feel like shit around you guys. Have I ever broke a smile over something I'm proud of doing? I was so happy before you came home. Literally, I was on the phone screaming in excitement. I was THAT content with myself, for once. And then you go and ruin it. Was it really necessary to take it that far? With all this abuse? Fuck it, I wanted to just die at that moment. No joke. I had a pair of scissors in my hand about ready to cut myself again. But where would that lead me?

Whatever, what's passed is past.

School was alright. Normal day, no fights, no hard feelings.
Tutoring came along.
I walked out, and Kevin was there! I was HELLA 'eeeking' and shitt. He even brought me a chocolate cupcake with 3 perfect pieces of white choclate on top! Came down all the way from milpitas to drop off a cupcake? Mm, thanks<3.



Deja vu.
fuck.
I don't want it to happen again.
But I feel it already.