1) Art class.

There is a difference between taking art as a major & being told you have to take art your sophomore year of high school. Believe me, I’m all for art. I find many pieces beautifully painted or sculpted or however. (Show me any art that has a classic 1920’s theme and I’m sure I’ll love it.) But when all you can doodle is cats, stick figures, and the occasional cartoon looking thing, art begins to be a burden. It also doesn’t help when you have a 70 some year old nun who is confused as to where she was raised teaching you about what art is sopposed to be. For instance; Last art project, I put my heart and soul into my one sketch & I knew she was going to accept it and love it. I show it to her and what happens? She says it isnt art, and that it looks too modern to be anything. This nun hates almost all modern art, whereas I can’t get enough.

2) Creepy band obsessions.

I know I’m going to get so much shit for this & the occasional ” DONT GO THERE, YOU LOVE SOME LEAD SINGERS TOO, DONT COMPLAIN.”  I do happen to take a liking to many lead singers and the occasional guitar player in the bands I listen to. I find men sexy, I don’t think thats a crime. Here is my point : There is a difference between liking a person and looking up to them & being 100% obsessed. I talk about how sexy Brendon Urie is once in a blue moon. When you have folders and shirts and posters everywhere, when you can’t live a day without quoting them or talking about them, and especially when you start acting like them, you have an issue. I have a friend who changed the way she dresses, talks, acts, and the way she carries herself because she believes 100% that she will marry All Time Low. It makes me wonder if she even remembers we live in the suburbs outside of Philly where NOONE KNOWS WHO WE ARE.

3) Boys.

Isn’t that what girls usually say? I mean we are constantly trying to be perfect in hopes of not going to your Sophhop alone. ( Or is that just me? ) The guy I happen to be stuck on is a total dick and yet I can’t seem to let go of him. I want to be a size 2 just so I can feel perfect. Only, I’ll never be a size two and I’ll never actually be anything I want. I just need to become happy with myself but it’s hard to be content with what I’ve got.

4) My mother.

We all agree with this right? I dont need to go into detail.

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