aqueenwithnocrown:

First day of senior year went well. For being the last time, it will ever truly feel like my “first day of school.”

I mean all I did was sit and listen to all the teachers talk and talk.

But what strikes me the most was that the night before yesterday, I became really superstitious about this year. After I got out of my chair, and was about to go on my bed, I felt this heavy burden to choose a particular side of my bed to lay on. Like, in my head I thought, “OH MY GOD, I feel like having to actually choose which side to lay on, for the sake of the well being of this school year!!!!” And like my eyes went o__o
and so I chose the left, like 75% of my sleeping is on the right side, so I thought that was weird. That stood out to me. I am an odd little child.

I’m just thinking to myself, with yesterday being the last official day of school/class and graduation coming up in a week: “did sleeping on the left actually help my senior year be great?” I know it’s silly, but just like, what if? I’m a firm believer in fate and I believe everything does happen for a reason, and this year ended so perfectly, I just can’t help that this silly little superstition did have something to do with it. Fate works in wondrous ways y’all, it’s so amazing.

It sucks that I’m one of the darkest people in my entire family, intermediate and extended, and the only reason some are darker is because they’re kids who stay out in the sun like 5 hours a day every day while I stay cooped up inside and try to hide from the ultimate vitamin d supplier :(( waaah

OMFG I JUST HAD AN EPIPHANY

I can never be a famous person of Mexican descent because my name isn’t Selena!!!! Like the only really famous Mexican girls in America are Selena Quintanilla, who wasn’t fluent in Spanish, and Selena Gomez, who isn’t fluent in Spanish either, and neither am I!! But Selena Q. was full Mexican, and Selena Gomez is like half Mexican too, and I’m half :(((( plus I don’t sing so that throws me out of the loop too. But like, if my name was Selena I might have had a chance guise :*(

Fml. My sex dreams are rare, and most of the time the guy is usually someone I’ve never seen before, so he literally is “the man of my dreams” but last night he was one of my friends… omfg so weird -_- woe is me

Every fabulous girl has her fabulous gay best friend… But mine isn’t gay enough to function :(

I feel hope high school is going to end for me the same way Desperate Housewives ended in the last 20 minutes. I say my final goodbye to everyone and time will be in slow motion while Wonderful Wonderful by Johnny Mathis plays in the background.