Good morning

Wow, has it been a long time since I made a blog post! Truthfully, the reason why is because I was signed into my school email on my computer and I never really felt like logging out. My last post was about summer camp. I can't believe how long ago that feels!

So whats happened since I got home from summer camp?

Junior year has made me hate almost everything. Seriously, there is so little that I enjoy anymore. I know I'm a dramatic girl but I really feel like this is the worst year of my life (so far). I only have like 3 friends, I hate the classes I'm taking, and thinking about college makes me want to burry myself in my backyard.

Anyways, I'm turning 17 on the 18th. I was going to have a party but then only 10 people RSVP'd and I was like "Is it worth it?" and the answer was no. But maybe I'll go bowling with my 3 friends. I think whatever I do for my 17th birthday will have to be better than by 16th because that was the birthday that ALL MY FRIENDS FORGOT :)

:) :) :)

Man, when I opened this blog post I didn't think it would come out so negative! I guess that's just where I'm at. Today I might have an AP art history test and I have an english quiz then tomorrow I have an APUSH test and the day after I have a math test worth 12% of my grade. Then on Thursday I have a group therapy appointment with my mom and my dad. Then Friday is my birthday and formal. Yikes. I wish I could skip this birthday, to be totally honest. They stopped being fun when high school started. Now the days leading up to it are a swinging pendulum of getting hopeful and then reminding myself that I'll probably be disappointed, because its December, and its finals, and its Christmas, and its whatever, and no one cares I'm not 16 anymore.

Okay, if you read this post you probably think I am really miserable. That's just junior year I guess. I'm excited for formal but I'm also nervous because I'm bringing a date (Ari) and it's going to be like two worlds colliding which makes me uncomfortable and I'm not even going to be sitting with my friends because they already filled up their table.

I have to stop writing this post. I keep remembering more stuff. Okay that's it. I'll post some photos of my formal outfit later.

Love, Maisie xxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

✞ Fake it till ya fuckin make it ✞

I'm agnostic but spiritual. I believe in tarot cards, fortune telling, ghosts...But I'm not religious. And I'm taking a theology class this summer at my catholic high school where being Catholic and being non-Catholic is the difference between and A and a B.

So I have decided to bullshit the entire class. I've B.S.'d and essay before, no problem. I've made up a story about self-discovery and gotten away with an A-. An entire class though...that's going to be difficult. I wish I didn't have to. But my teacher calls atiesths "the a-word" and said, "I'm not trying to single anyone out, but is there anyone who isn't Catholic?" No one raised their hand and she said "Okay, good."

It's especially difficult because this is a Catholic school sex ed class, where we're learning the sacredness of virginity and chastity. The true me wants to stand up and tell everyone that virginity is just a concept and that having sex doesn't change you as a person but the new fake "catholic" me just has to nod along.

Day one wasn't so bad. We had to fill out a personality servey that said ☺Please be honest!☺ At the top. I felt bad but when it asked me, Do you believe in God? I said "✔✔✔✔✔YES✔✔✔✔✔✔"

Day two and I'm holding hands with my friend Issy in class because our desks are close and why not? And out teacher looks at us and asks, "Are you two holding hands? What sort of...activity is this?" I couldn't say no because we were literally holding hands I wasn't going to straight up lie so I just tried to act like it was nothing, like everyone holds hands between desks when they get the chance.

But now she really thinks that I'm a hell bound lesbian, which I normally would have absolutely no problem with but I'm trying to pretend to be a holy catholic saint in order to get a grade. And my friend Issy feels bad now, because she is a lesbian and she doesn't want either of us to be in trouble. It shouldn't be this way. Mother fucker.

I don't like to lie but I need this grade. What would you do? Have a good wednesday.

Love Masisie xxoxoxoxox

ps all these pictures are from the cool christian emojis app

sprng brk

1) I spent like, the entire week watching The Mindy Project. I think I'm finally over the heart break of loosing 30 rock.

2) We went to the beach. I was calling everyone by their Friends names.* A woman from New York stopped to take our photo on a film camera because "we looked so california". It was cool. I gave her my email address so she could send me the picture.

3) My friend Eden sent me 2 letters and 2 polaroids. I cried.

4) I met up with someone I hadn't seen since the last day of junior high. We walked to the park and she peed in the bush. At first it was weird, but in a way, I respect her more now because of it.

5) "Do NOT give anyone more that one piece of butter. I don't care if they beg." - The parting words of this man at the soup kitchen where me, clara, and blair volunteer at.

6) "It's tragic. He's hansom, 30 years old, and worst of all, straight." - James, who also works at soup kitchen.

7) I have a new tradition. It's pizza on friday after soup kitchen. Our waiter remembered us girls from the first time we went to the restaurant, and gave us a plate of maraschino cherries since last time clara got one in her drink and we all wanted one to tie the stem into a knot. It's supposed to prove if you're a good kisser.

8) I also have a new motto. It's a.b.l.f.m.o.t.g. and it means "Always be looking for money on the ground".

There were some so-so things but this is what I'll remember. What did u do?

* Clara is Chandler, Blair is Rachel, Evan is Monica, I am Phoebe, Lucinda is Joey, but no one is Ross because no one likes him.

As I was riding my scooter, sasha, to work...

Today I was at school, talking to my friends about the time I said the word "Bootyhole" in front of the kids I babysit. I know, I'm glamourous. And professional. Anyways, right as I was saying the word "BOOTYHOLE", like, pretty loud, and more than once, one of our notorious male teachers walked by. (Mr. A, the passive-aggressive vegetarian). All my friends were laughing and laughing, and I covered my face in shame because god damn why do I always say stupid stuff while male teachers are around?

When I looked back up my nose was GUSHING BLOOD and all my friends started freaking out. To my horror, the teacher stopped and turned back around because someone shrieked. I just hid my face again and hoped that he didn't see me but he did and he walked back over, squatted down in front of me and was like "Are you okay?" At this point all my friends were laughing, and I started weeping. So he was like "I know you're in a lot of pain right now, but you need to take a deep breath."

This was probably really funny to my friends but to me, a lot was happening and I was very ashamed, so I didn't take my hands off my face I just kept crying. He said to Clara, "Hold her hand while we walk to the Nurse's office" and Clara was like "Ew, it's covered in blood". But he said, "That's not important right now."

So I had to have 2 of my friends and a man I had just said the word booty hole and cried in front of walk me to the nurses office because I can't stop blood from pouring out of my face.