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Music and Randoms and Year overview..

When u think about it.. Music is really weird and so are famous ppl..

I mean literally there are hundreds of thousands of fangirls out there that like all these bands and artists bc they sound good (..and are incredibly good looking).. What even is music? It's legitimately vibrations of like sound waves and we sorta just decide we like that song.. wut even.. What makes us like a certain song?? Omg so many questions..

I once heard Harry say (..u hav to hav his voice saying this otherwise it doesn't have the same effect..) "I don't like being called 'famous'.. I mean, it's not like someone sayin 'oh he was really nice' or 'he was a really genuine guy' it's like 'your famous' what is that? I hate it"

When I heard him say that I sorta realised that he's just like us, really.. Yea, he has an amazing voice that I listen to any time I can, but he's human.. He's not some magical creature (.. Well I guess he sorta is.. But that's not the point here!!) anyway, idk where I'm going with this.. *looks into distance and takes a sip of water*

After Geography today, I went to English and we had this spelling test thing.. I didn't know any of the words and I completely like guessed all the answers.. I'm like such a rebel I mean #wut. One of the words was 'manoeuvre' and I was like 'wut, wut even is this word?' So yea that went well..

And then we played heads down thumbs up

Is this 3rd grade? Nope..

Anyway It hurt my forehead and ribs bc u had to like lean on the desk and have ur hands next to ur head and I like couldn't breathe and I didn't hav my thumbs up bc I didn't want to get chosen and then way too many ppl got chosen..
Then the bell went and it was literally the best sound.. I may or may not have been communicating through wattpad messaging to like ten thousand ppl...?!

I recently (like last week..) found out that my ex bf likes (or liked..?!) my best friend (to all those ppl who are reading this and know who I'm referring to.. You know nothing..) and so my ex started talking to my again (I sorta like went mute to him for a year bc he was a dickhead and posted our breakup on insta... So yea I was good with out him..

OMG READY TO RUN IS ON..
sorry, where was I? Oh yea..

So my ex (let's call him.. Bill..) so Bill started to text me about how to get my best friend to like him or how to ask her out and shit.. And I was like in my brain "FUCK NO BITCH.. U WILL NOT DATE HER.. GO FUCK URSELF" so yea I sorta was nice-ish to him and he said that the next day he wanted to ask her out and I freaked.. So did she bc I screenshot the whole convo and sent it to her.. Pfft.. I mean wut?

So the next day we like tried to stay out of a 10 mile radius of him.. But ofc that didn't work bc our school isn't that damn big.. So we ended up sorta bumping into him so PropertyofNashGrier7 and I like fucking sprinted up to our other friends like screaming "get away get away get away" and then I like lost all my breath and phew.. *wipes forehead and bends over, hands on knees*

18 IS ONNNNN... I'm getting distracted... And off topic...

He didn't end up talking to him, thank God..

But then he started being an ass and so I started ignoring him and not replying to his texts.. (Oops?..) but yea oh that was so fun.. not..

I've noticed lately that this year for me has been very uneventful.. But I will share with u the things that happened...

So.. In January I broke up with my boyfriend of 8 months.. I was a bitch and did it at a party, through a text.. Not even on my phone.. And I didn't eve write the text.. It was on one of my close friends phone, and a guy that I was really good friends with last year wrote it.. I can't remember for the life of me, what the fuck it said.. But I'm pretty sure it wasn't that rude.. I remember reading it.. But idk what it said..

So then Bills wifi was shit so he didn't get it for 2 days.. Then all of a fucking sudden.. It all pops up on insta.. Wtf man.. He posted the whole darn thing on there..

It was a really rude post.. But although I didn't have an insta, I had wayyy more friends on insta than he did and my friends ended up dragging him down.. (Yay..?!)

Then I blocked him on kik and social-ness and didn't unblock him for 10 months..

In term 1 (week fucking 2) Bill tried to come up to me and talk to me, but PropertyofNashGrier7 (far out I'm mentioning her a hell of a lot.. Aha I need to make her a fake name.. Idk what tho..) grabbed my hand and pulled me away, sprinting.

Everything was dandy.. The courtyard was full of ppl when all of a sudden, I stepped on her shoe and completely lost my balance, falling to the ground while she was still pulling me, my knees were scraping along the ground and lets just say.. It was hella painful..

After I stood up and noticed blood on my dress, then is looked at me knee.. There was this big ass fucking hole in my knee.. It was horrendous and I'm not gonna explain it incase any of you are like sensitive about that shit..

If we fast forward to now (almost a year later..) and my knee still has this ugly ass scar on it.. I'd take a photo.. But idk if u want to see that.. If u do wanna see it (it's not gross or anything but it looks a bit weird.. So idk) then comment and I'll take a photo.. Maybs.. So yea yay for me!! I'll apparently have this scar until I'm like 30.. Great.. 16 more years to go.. Ughhh.