i wish my life was different. not the people but just how much freedom i get. yeah, i have a curfew. my parents, they're strict. but i know i cant change any of it. i hate thinking of whatifs, cause i know it'll never happen. give it a few years, what, like when im 50. sometimes i hate it so much. every teenagers does. but then when we grow up and become an adult. we'll thank them for it. i think. but for now i hate it, i really really really really really do. people ask, why cant you go out at night or i wish you could go out at night. i want to, but i cant. its really saddening sometimes.
results on Monday, i think. good luck jannah. hopefully you'll get less then 20. ( its call self motivation, i think(: ) im getting weirder. i look like shit at work every time. wake up and smell the coffee luhh jannah! smile and dont give that fuck up face. i've lost abit of the jannah magic, who laugh like nobodys there and talk as if its her own house. i've lost it.