double-oh//three
music
{beautifully undone by lindy}
time
{9:38 am}
mood
{0MG.PASTA.}
HAHAHA.
Okay, so, in my profile - it says that I hate drama that involves me [or my boyfriend] and some chick who don't know jackshit.
Guess what?
I'M APART OF THAT DRAMA.
Ooooh My GOD. I'm like pissy as hell.
I'd call Reid up and b***h at him, but, uhh... I'm eating pasta. Pasta = happy happy Chantelle. :] YUMMERz. Fettucini Alfredo with Chicken&&Broccoli. WHAT A WAY T0 KiLL MY ANGER. <333333
Okay, so. Chantelle's a social butterfly. What's dis mean, yo`? That means that I hang out iwth everyone. I'm popular, but I still have friends in the not-so-popular category. Ya dig? Ya dig. Since I'm a butterfly, I get invited to all these parties, you know? And I get invited to a LOT of parties. 'Cause: a) I'm apparently good company to have at a party, b) If I'm invited, a bunch of people want to come, so I've been told, c) I get there early to help set-up and I stay behind to clean-up. xD I know, right? So, recently, I go to this party. EVERYONE'S there. My boyfriend, his friends. Me, my friends. Plus every other person who mattered to the party-thrower. I practically knew everyone. So, party goes on. We're all having a good time. People are dancing. I'm not because I don't know how. xD Silly me. There's like this girl around my age dressed like a... well, I'd say that she wasn't dressed at all. Honestly. Cheerleading shorts and a swimsuit top that barely covered her boobs. She was grinding against Reid, my boyfriend.
I was pissed. It was around 11 PM, so I decided to leave. With a couple of friends who were by me. We ended going to Pearlridge and eating at Anna Miller's, since it's 24 hours. xD Had a nice time. Talked it over.
Yesterday, I heard that he's been talking to her. Whatever her name is. I think it might've been Alexandra. Or Allyson. xD Oh, wait. Allyson's the name of my neice. NEVERMiND. <3 But, I'm pretty tight with a couple of his friends. They've been telling me that he talks about her a lot. Psh. Whatevers.
Reid's been avoiding me. =o I think someone might've told him that Miss Chantelle was mad.
Oh well. Happy 4th of July, loves. <333333
OH MY GOD THIS PASTA'S YUMMEH. <333333
xoxChantelle
{beautifully undone by lindy}
time
{9:38 am}
mood
{0MG.PASTA.}
HAHAHA.
Okay, so, in my profile - it says that I hate drama that involves me [or my boyfriend] and some chick who don't know jackshit.
Guess what?
I'M APART OF THAT DRAMA.
Ooooh My GOD. I'm like pissy as hell.
I'd call Reid up and b***h at him, but, uhh... I'm eating pasta. Pasta = happy happy Chantelle. :] YUMMERz. Fettucini Alfredo with Chicken&&Broccoli. WHAT A WAY T0 KiLL MY ANGER. <333333
Okay, so. Chantelle's a social butterfly. What's dis mean, yo`? That means that I hang out iwth everyone. I'm popular, but I still have friends in the not-so-popular category. Ya dig? Ya dig. Since I'm a butterfly, I get invited to all these parties, you know? And I get invited to a LOT of parties. 'Cause: a) I'm apparently good company to have at a party, b) If I'm invited, a bunch of people want to come, so I've been told, c) I get there early to help set-up and I stay behind to clean-up. xD I know, right? So, recently, I go to this party. EVERYONE'S there. My boyfriend, his friends. Me, my friends. Plus every other person who mattered to the party-thrower. I practically knew everyone. So, party goes on. We're all having a good time. People are dancing. I'm not because I don't know how. xD Silly me. There's like this girl around my age dressed like a... well, I'd say that she wasn't dressed at all. Honestly. Cheerleading shorts and a swimsuit top that barely covered her boobs. She was grinding against Reid, my boyfriend.
I was pissed. It was around 11 PM, so I decided to leave. With a couple of friends who were by me. We ended going to Pearlridge and eating at Anna Miller's, since it's 24 hours. xD Had a nice time. Talked it over.
Yesterday, I heard that he's been talking to her. Whatever her name is. I think it might've been Alexandra. Or Allyson. xD Oh, wait. Allyson's the name of my neice. NEVERMiND. <3 But, I'm pretty tight with a couple of his friends. They've been telling me that he talks about her a lot. Psh. Whatevers.
Reid's been avoiding me. =o I think someone might've told him that Miss Chantelle was mad.
Oh well. Happy 4th of July, loves. <333333
OH MY GOD THIS PASTA'S YUMMEH. <333333
xoxChantelle
