My day
Confused, Questing and Pathetic

today went out with my mother to meet my cousins and my aunt, but before my mom and I went to lunch at French restaurant, when we got to the restaurant I saw Jake's truck, with the symbol of a shark behind, I was anxious, because the last time he saw me was with the Pajamas of banana, and now my mom was with me, could not be worse, I just wanted to get out of the restaurant and write on the blog. So I asked my mother to choose a table as far as possible, sit down and when we were looking at the menu, Jake comes to greet me, saying: Hi Gi, today not with pajamas? good holiday! I was in shock, first: because he asked my pajamas? and good holiday? It sure was an excuse to talk to me, but why? 
I wonder if he saw that I saw him and he wanted to be nice? OK enough with the questions. ...

If anyone is reading this and want to help, send a signal, don't be afraid, and if you want to see how I am, I put a picture. Why put a photo? Because I'm not afraid to show who I am. 

How to escape the problems? Writing, writing a lot, because if I think more than I write, may have more trouble than bananas pajamas, traumatized. 

My distraction 

Well I need to distract myself with something since I am with nothing to do, and I have no one to call on his cell phone, and I probably won't have a boyfriend if you don't leave the House unless I meet on the internet, but it could be a pedophile, rapist, or serial killer... I'd rather wait till the morning and see how the day will be, and without banana Pajamas for a while, after jake, I'm a little insecure see left home .

problems 

I think the worst of Jake have seen me with Banana pajamas, was today my best friend have posted an old photo on facebook and jake have enjoyed, what does it mean? : The photo was cute, or was too ridiculous and he had to enjoy. But that doesn't matter much, the problem is that I really think a lot and I decided to make a blog, for some strange read my thoughts and think I have many problems or am very dramatic .

The worst day of my life 

 I woke up this morning, opened the window to see the lovely rainy day, I was with my pyjamas on bananas, ridiculous, but my mother had given me 1 night before, so I slept with him to please her, but the point was, Jake was with his car parked in the front House, but why? (Jake = a very attractive boy in my school, and that maybe has a crush on him, but that's beside the point). My father had to be discreet at that moment and scream my name and jake repair in my Pajamas attractive and sexy.

Confused

Best thing about being a teenager: Don't worry about a thing, false, adolescent worries about everything, from the toenails to hair strands. But why? I don't know, maybe ashamed to show who you really are.