After joking the whole weekend, it finally happened: my face became a waterfall.
I can’t stop crying and everything hurts, because I’m a stubborn 5 years old who’s unable to admit she’s wrong and hurt those she loves.
I didn’t want to, I swear, but I just couldn’t help it. I need to apologize, I have to apologize and let the people I hurt know I feel horrible and this has been such a terrible day for me.
I think I need another cup of ice cream.
Omg, I’m miserable.
And I’m not even kidding.
What the hell did I do?
This shouldn’t be hurting me.
Then why does it hurt?
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I wanna kick something or someone. Whatever I see first, honestly.
Alright, I don’t know what’s going on today, but my brother’s best friend (M. a 9 years old girl) just told me I look like Rapunzel too. We’re all watching Tangled in my room and she kind of opened her eyes, stared at me and said “Paolita!! You look like Rapunzel!! But you aren’t a blonde!!”, then my brother proceed to say “She looks like Rapunzel with short hair and she used to have the same haircut!!!”.
What is going on? All these kids saying I look like her today!! Is this “let’s say something nice to Paola day?”. Apparently it is.
I could write the next entry on my other blog, yes I could, but I don’t want some of my internet friends to see it, because they’d think I’m just writing this to ask for the same attention Cyril gets. Yes, Cyril. The awfully tumblr famous tanglicious, my friend Cyril, who’s very nice, but also the biggest attention whore I know. And trust me, I know a lot of them.
Anyway, she always says her biggest dream is to play Rapunzel on Disneyland Paris and swears she will be picked for the part, something I’m not really sure of. Well, I remember that back on February, Sandra (very good Dutch friend and, actually, an old crush I had, because she’s so nice and awww worthy) and I were talking about auditioning to be face characters at some point of our lives. She’d be Aurora and I’d be Rapunzel and we’d work together on Disneyland Paris, because it’s close to her location and I can speak French. We’d be roommates and everything would be perfect. With time, I started to leave that dream in the past, because, seriously, who’d want me to be Rapunzel? Also, I started to feel uncomfortable with all the support Cyril got from her 2000 followers, they were all saying she looked just like the princess and they would totally give her the job (it seems I’m the only person who doesn’t think she looks like her).
Anyway, I never talk about my being a face character dream, because I’m afraid everybody will think I just want attention, but today I felt like doing it after my brother stared a me for a while and said “You look like Rapunzel with brown hair, only your hair is longer”. I’m still not sure if I do, but that made me feel wonderful.
I think that if I ever get across an audition when I move to NY, I’ll go for it. They’ll totally laugh at my face when I say I’m auditioning for Rapunzel, but whatever, it won’t kill me, right?
So… It’s gonna be my ex-duets parter’s birthday in 2 days… ok, one day and half an hour away. Should I send him a HB-day message? I mean, I do it every year, but this year he didn’t wish me a happy birthday and he never forgets about it…
I don’t love him anymore, but we’re friends and I don’t know what to do.
Gosh, I hate feelings.
I miss you.
Sadly, I’m sure you don’t miss me.
Big Fish is on.
I… I don’t know how I feel about this. This movie means so much to me, more than anyone could ever understand. But it makes me feel lost.
Edward always knew what he wanted to do with his life, how he was going to make it and how he was going to die. Me, on the other hand, I don’t know anything.
Sure, Broadway is my goal, but I’m starting to doubt I’ll make it. I’m starting to doubt if I’ll ever be able to leave this place for good, because that would kill my mother.
-sighs- I guess this also explains why Tangled means so much to me too.
