I got in a fight with my mom today about the blog because she thinks the whole reason to keep a blog is to express your feelings. So i am going to express my feelings. I hate the band my parents are making me play in were all the instructor can say when i suck is " shes only been here for two years, it's not her fault". I think my "teen vitamins" are disgusting. Sometimes i wish i was sixteen just so i can act like a spoiled brat whenever i feel like it. I hate having to deal with friends or even just people that go to my school when they cry to me about stupid things. I hate my school. I hate my school's uniforms and when i go to high school I'm going to burn them. It annoys the heck out of me when all of my Asian friends call me a dumb blond and wine about how I'm not Asian. And i hate that one of my friends (not mentioning her name) thinks everything is about her just because she has had boyfriend trouble in the past. So there, that was me expressing my feelings.

dont get anymore followers other than people who alredy know my life im gonna cancel my blog. sorry

Waking Up

I have nothing else to wright about so I'm going to tell you about school day mornings. If I had to chose one word to describe it, that word would be "blah". I hate mornings. I hate waking up, brushing teeth, kicking brothers off of the bed because they sneak in at night, changing into my boringly old, terribly uncomfortable uniforms, and eating breakfast. Actually, I rather like eating breakfast. In the morning there are very many " why isn't this done" 's and " why do i not hear the shower running" 's. It is all very exhausting, which is very bad because you are already tired and that just adds to the stress. But that's not all. Even when were all ready to go and in the car, somebody has to forget their backpack or instrument or lunch. So there's my mornings. Terrific aren't they.

HELLO UNIVERSE! Im just kidding! Hi! My name is Maya. Someone suggusted that I started a blog so, here i am! I am not going to be trying to act mature or anything like that becouse realy, im not that mature. I am going to say my comments openly and freely and no one can stop me. Well, I guess some people can but you get my point. But I will not cuss becouse my parents would not like it very much ( and neither would anyone else). Here are some things about myself. I am not a very good speller so if you follow my blog just go with it. I have two little brothers wich i will complain about alot but i do love them. I love singing. Me and two other friends are working on a CD right now but instead of working in a regular garage we work in my dad's studio in the garage! Wich brings me to my dad! I love my papa. He is so awsome. Like any dad, he is a little anoying sometimes. Okay, so mabe he is realy anoying sometimes. But thats his job, right? I love my mom to. She is amazing, and she has awsome stile. But, she is one of those moms that always knows everything you do. She notices everything. For example, if I get a bad grade on a test, she nows i didnt study for it becouse she sees the date on the paper and goes " you didnt study that night". Even though they can get tiryng, I love my family! I will come back later, but now I have to go host a party! Please follow my blog! By!