nefertiti

i can't wait to see "diddy" host the mtv something or other awards on sunday. so much anticipation i might pee myself.

ya know i was flipping through the channels today, as i seldom do, and it just reconfirmed why i don't watch tv. i thought "diddy's" name was "puff daddy" or "p diddy"... now he's just "diddy."

every "band" on mtv is retarded. especially these new emo-gay-faggot bands that wear eye makeup and sing sideways into the microphone. dude: you're not a fucking rockstar.

i'm bitter tonight because i'm sad that i don't always get what i want. i should always get what i want. my name rhymes with princess for a damn reason.

i need new friends. i want to wipe my friend's slate clean and start over. completely. and get new friends who won't fuck me over, and who i won't flake out on, and some of them will even be girls.

and sometimes i think i don't even want a stupid boyfriend anymore.

my birthday is coming up, but i don't deserve any presents because i'm spoiled.

tess