I don't remember what it's like to be single. I don't remember how it feels to stress over texting a boy's number when he gives it to you. You gave it to me, and told me to text you, so why don't I ever do that? I don't fucking know. Maybe I'm just afraid of being fucked over again, and again and again. People seriously suck. If I don't attempt to talk to you, I can't be rejected or screwed over. Good plan, Chantel.

On a side note. I woke up to what felt like someone grabbing my arm and pulling me out of bed. It scared the shit out of me. Oh and my TV just turned off by itself. Cool, I think my room is officially haunted.

I also think I know why straightedge people love me. Because I'm not a drunk slut who tries to sleep with random guys. I'm actually the complete opposite of that, and would rather talk to someone sober then someone completely intoxicated, because at least then I know they will remember me in the morning. Seriously, I hate meeting people at a party, because most people are just there to get drunk and hook up with randoms. But I don't do that. I just want to have a good time. And if a guy can actually get my attention, well then good for you. No seriously, it's really hard and I applaude you.

Someone come write my speech for me :( and then model for Kristyn's photo shoot. I would appreciate it a lot.