Tuesday, November 21st 2010
Good evening. I have been depressed. It’s not just the grounding, the fact that Vanessa stopped talking to me again or the fact that Brint NEVER called and I saw him with an ugly girl at
and Body Works yesterday. It isn’t the fact that I don’t have school for weeks (I’m not sure, my mom keeps track of that for me.) It’s not that I’m spending Christmas in Bath , the ass suck capital of the world, where I will be eating dry turkey and talk to family members about the amazing phenomena known as aging. “Oh yes, very true, I have grown. Yes, soon I will in fact be grown up.” Delaware
These are all general “My Life Sucks” things that I have come to accept in my accelerated awareness. What really depresses me is Chad Michael Murray’s career. What the hell happened? He was in a bunch of decent movies before and during One Tree Hill, and as a member of the OTH army I assure you, there are hundreds of thousands of people who would follow him to the ends of the earth. Yet there I was, watching Christmas Cupid on ABC Family today. It was awesome, of course, but I just can’t believe he isn’t doing anything bigger. Can’t he at least get a cable show or something? Anything? He’d make a great Ghost Whisperer. Well, he can like, be partner’s with Jennifer Love Hewitt (I can’t control who I like and who I’m loyal to.)
In case you were wondering why Vanessa isn’t talking to me anymore the answer is: I don’t know.
#1 on the list of things that I will ignore because I can’t control them: Vanessa Barlow.
#2 Connie’s eyebrows.
Goodnight. I will leave you with some silly links and pictures of dreamboats.