So I bought these earrings online.. and they finally came in today. I was so excited and everything and my mom told me to clean them before I tried them on. Then while I was cleaning it, IT FELL DOWN INTO THE SINK. Now it’s gone. fml.Oh my mom got it out of the sink.. YAY MOMMY<3
I’m going to make another neopets account.
Why? Because I can.
I hate how I always have to lighten up the mood, even the person is hurting me. So I bottle up all these feelings that hurt me and pretend I don’t give a crap at all. Now I’m left with, are scars.
So I had to go eat dinner with my family since my auntie came to CALI and was leaving tomorrow. So earlier I told my mom HEY MOM LET’S GO HOME SO I CAN WATCH THE KPOP THINGY ON YOUTUBE. and she was like OKAY. then when my dad went to pay, the pay-for-the-bill war started so in my head I was just thinking for everyone:
ANYWAYS, THEN AFTER THAT. MY AUNTIES WOULD NOT LET MY MOM GO AND KEPT TALKING TO HER. FOR 30 MINUTES. AND THROUGH THOSE 30 MINUTES I KEPT ASKING MY MOM TO LEAVE LIKE NUDGE HER. AND SHE WAS LIKE OKAY I HAVE TO TAKE MY DAUGHTER HOME. THEN LITERALLY MY AUNTIES WERE CHASING MY MOM’S CAR TO TALK TO HER. AND I WAS JUST THINKING 
anyways FINALLY I GET HOME. GUESS WHAT HAPPENS? SNSD STARTED PERFORMING. AND YOU KNOW WHAT COMES BEFORE SNSD!? B2ST. MY ALL TIME. FAVORITE. GROUP. 
Anyways SO THEN I START HAVING A FREAKING MENTAL BREAKDOWN I WAS IN TEARS. AND HOLDING A DAMN TISSUE BOX IN ONE ARM.
but then i got to see them appear like once after the show was over. BUT STILL……………………… SEEING THEM JUST BROUGHT BACK MY MENTAL BREAK DOWN AGAIN 
Okay i’m done now. I’ll go away. NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME
LOL I HEARD SOMEONE YELL JESSICA
My family & aunties&uncles are talking about growing boobs in the middle of a restaurant. no big deal
WHY COULDN’T I GET THE TICKETS FOR THE MBC KPOP CONCERT. SO CLOSE BUT SO FAR. IT’S ONLY LIKE 30 MINUTES AWAY FROM MY HOUSE AND MY MOM SAID I COULD GO And I have a friend who’s mom works at google BUT THAT WOULD BE SO RUDE TO ASK FOR A TICKET. 1ST WORLD PROBLEMS.

