They Love To Talk

Telephone (the game): One person starts. They think of something to say and passes it to the next person. The next person repeats what that person says to the next and so on and so on. Once the last person is told the "secret," they repeat it to the whole group. Oddly enough, the "secret" revealed by the last person is different, sometimes really different, from what the original one said.

Now think about it. Telephone is a game we play for fun; however, we play this game everyday. It's called gossiping. There's no denying that everyone loves to gossip, especially girls. I mean, that's where our awkward moments turn into really interesting ones. But when something is stretched into something hurtful or shocking, we know someone in that chain of lies fucked up real bad.

Gossiping leads to wrong conclusions about someone or someone's situation. When word gets out about someone or something, especially if it is wrong, other people begin to talk and judge. And seriously, if I wasn't writing this, I'd be like "So?" But writing this makes me realize that it is so fucked up to say things that I heard to other people when, in fact, I don't even know if it's true or not. Making conclusions about someone, in general, is pretty messed up and for the same reason. We don't know the truth or the facts about that thing! Now seriously, I know everyone has been in this position but I'm fucking sick of it.

So to YOU. Yes, I may appear to be a flirt but you have no freaking idea what is going on in my life. I don't need to tell everyone, and especially you, about my private life, such as my relationships and such. Don't depend on fucking Facebook or MySpace to tell you the truth. Don't depend on them to tell you whether I'm single, married, divorced, or it's complicated. Cause boy do I love to deceive people like you to believe the wrong things. That's how I get my laughs. Seeing how fucking stupid and gullible you are. I feel so bad for you. You have no life so you must dig into someone else's and make conclusions about them because then it'd be fun to stir up some drama. Well, baby, I'm too old for that shit. My life is my life and I know that you know nothing about me. I also know that you will never stop talking about people's lives until you are satisfied with your own, which might take a while. Last but not least, my close friends know the truth and what I'm doing with my life. I tell them what they need to know or what I think they should know. There's a reason why I don't tell people like you. And that reason is so apparent. So YOU, please please please find peace with yourself. Your assumptions on my life and what I do with it is up for grabs to sell cause they'll never be right. So dear YOU, have fun baking a cake of drama, but no offense, I'm probably not gonna eat it.

Polls, Plays, and Parties

Ugh. Yesterday, I worked at polls with Megan and this guy from Valley Christian named Taylor. We got there at 540 to set up and guess where it was?! A fire station...not just the fire station itself, ITS FUCKING GARAGE. It was so freakin cold cause we didn't even have a heater. My toes were frozen, like, they were REALLY frozen. On our 1 hour lunch, Meg and I went to put on more clothes. So, at night we were okay. We worked with lots of nice, old people. Haha. I love senior citizens! They're so cute. But really, 15 hours for $125 is not cool. Perhaps in the next election, it will be more worth it since I get paid double.

Today I found out I made Javier's play, The Importance of Being Earnest. Actually I found out last night because Natalie called me and then Travis told me. I'm excited! Natalie and I get to double as Gwendolen! I guess I'll be working with Adam ... again. (Ew! haha) He's our fiance. Yay, ex-director and actors reunited again. At least I get to spend more time with them though. Yay for me and Kanika and Daisy cause we're finally in one play together! Well, I've gotta say, since we're on the subject of acting, that I should thank Kanika for encouraging me to try out for the One Acts because without her support and nudge, I would probably be sitting at home wondering what to do with my life. =) So if you ever read this, Ms. Thang, I love you to death (Secret ASB best friend).

I've been attempting to plan my 18th birthday, but I need to find a place. If anyone knows any where in San Jose to have a party, let me know. Not a house, but like a hall kinda. I have the dresses all planned out. It's funny cause I'm not having a cotillion or a quincinera, but I'm kinda blending ideas from both to have the best party in the world! Hopefully ...

Okay, well now I need to work on my 7 page physiology research paper that I got a month ago but never did which is due on Monday.

Close Relations

I love people who can relate to you and the situation you're in. I mean, you don't have to listen to them and what they did in their situation, but it's great to know that there's somone else out there that is in the same position you are. Especially when you really don't know what to do, and your best friend is the problem, and your close friends can't even say anything but listen (not that that's bad) cause they don't know what it's like to be in that situation. If that even makes sense. Well, talking about it really bonds you. Or even if it doesn't, it's like you've known that person forever, and they're just like you, just in that incident I guess you can say.


That person knows who they are. You're just wonderful ;] hahaha. Thanks, miss.


Ew, I have to work from 6-9 at polls tomorrow. BORING. later.