Senior Stress

Well... It’s that time of year again. The countdown has started and there is officially 46 days left of my high school career. Needless to say I am freaking out. 

Due to having to  a personal leave from school I am four months behind. So here I am, 5:40 AM, Awake. Senior crunch is finally starting to get at me. Well.... Here we go...

Wish me luck!

Why do you need to know?

Sometimes I find its really hard to be a girl. Men always say the hardest thing to do is to ask a girl out.But I say the hardest thing to do is to tell them no. You feel like a heartless bitch trying to let them down gently. And sometimes, its like they just don't want to hear it.Recently i've been found defending myself over saying no. I've had to give validation.I believe that when you say no that should be the end of it,no validation required.Why do you need another reason.No should mean no;Not maybe.
Being 17, I may be a little naive in saying this but when did no become an option? Its seems like no is not enough anymore. You can't just say no.Then your always faced with the "why"question.That dreadful question you don't have an answer to. Men only hear what they want to hear.Some how in their minds,no means maybe,they could still convince me otherwise. Think about it....really think about it... Whens the last time you told a guy no; without an explanation or reasoning and they just accepted that.
When did "because I don't want to" not be good enough?

Lazy Day

Good Afternoon Bloggers!

I love the rain.

 Especially on a Saturday. 

Today the first day in months that its not ice cold outside. This winter has been absolutely brutal.Im just not about that.Luckily today it reached 45! You can almost smell the springtime in the air

I cleaned my room today and successfully washed my sheets all by myself. I seriously should invest in a full length mirror so I can try to upload my real #OOTD instead of having to recreate them.

My latest obsession has been comfy sweaters. They have just been one of my staple items this past winter; That and infinity scarves. Peaches has been chasing hair elastics around the room all day.Shes such an oddball. Well not much exciting going on today other than cleaning.Till next time.....Stay flawless 

LuLulemon Leggings//Chestnut Uggs//Mac Studio Sculpt Foundation//Naked 3 Pallette//Eos//Essie Nail Polish in Find me an Oasis//Mac Mineral Finish Foundation in Light Plus

Lazy Day by audreybarnes featuring black slim pants

Well here we go....Lets talk about High School

3/28/2014

Rainy Day Rant

Rumors

On this rainy day i had been thinking and think it is time to address something i have to deal with on a daily basis.... Rumors, and a hell of a lot of them.Being a 17 year old girl in a small town pretty much guarantees you're the queen of gossip.Nobody loves high school, the only people who love high school are the two or three super popular kid who everybody secretly hates but is totally 100% obsessed with .In every high school theres cliches;the band kids, the popular kids, the emos and the mean girls. Or in my high school, the round table and long table kids.The long table kids are the "popular kids" the kids who think they drink  a lot and throw parties in the garages and basements of their parents houses. The round table kids are the performing arts kids, the emos, the asians, the rejects and pretty much any body who is different and creative in any way. Because of some cool "New Kid' stamp i received when i moved to this god forsaken town a few years ago, i have made it to the accepting arms of the long table kids...kind of.Popularity is literally based on how hard you party and how pretty you are. If you look the part you get the part. It like the first day of middle school life hands us our social labels and were stuck with whatever fate was forsaken upon us.I got tagged with the music kid, i'm "artsy" cause i have a cool voice and wear a lot of flannels. oh well better than being a slut.oh! wait... i forgot thats the new "thing" apparently,the more guys you sleep with helps you get invited to all the parties, and we all know parties means popularity sooo... Everyone wants what they can't have, in a small town, word tend to travel a little fast.Its all about the gossip.  The thing i love about rumors is that they always tend to have a little truth to them; someone doesn't just think of an elaborate lie and then purposely tell everyone they know....well unless you're a complete wacko with some serious attention problems (you'll know who you are).So at the end of every rumor is a story.  My favorite kinds of people are people who think its okay to do sneaky things and expect to get away with it. Theres no such things as secrets anymore. People love to talk. Its ridiculous the things you'll hear or more like what people will tell you. The other day a girl i barely knew told me she had a pregnancy scare! Its like theres no boundaries anymore to what someone will say. But what do i know... Guess i just like talking about high school.