Bratty.

I've never been good at waiting because I am a demanding person.

So when I say I WANT DEATHLY HALLOWS AND NEW MOON TO COME TO MY LOCAL MOVIE THEATER RIGHT THIS INSTANT and it doesn't happen right that instant, I get anxious.

Ohhhh my life is so hard.


I'm beginning to realize that I get my life confused with the stories I make up. Or don't make up and just can't remember clearly since I try to block out my life from the time I arrive at school until the time I step off the bus.

I'm still not sure if I experienced that cheesy Romeo and Juliet scenario in ninth grade and it's driving me insane.

Maybe if I just believe it happened even if it didn't I'll be an overall happier person.

But what if it really DID happen?

I know I read for Juliet. I know a guy read for Romeo. Possibly. But was it the guy I sat next to?

Sweet Jesus.