Steven's Blog

hey homey g funk with a slice of cheese or perhaps something else delicious
no seriously though
hello.i'm steven,i live in new york city and i was born on march 28th,1994.i'm an actor,and i'm pretty good at it i guess. my favorite color is dark green and dark blue. i have brown eyes and i am 5'9. i like to take pictures when i get the chance, which is almost NEVER. if you hang out around me for a while, you'll basically figure me out.i wanna start my own youtube channel and i also want to start taking actual photography with one of them fancy shmancy cameras,that'd be hella cool.you can basically trust me to help you out if you really need it.i..m a cool person, and i hope you want to talk to me? uh. sure:D.yeah......that's about it. bye.

pissed off to the MAX.

ugh, not a great day once again.

so i went into math class right? and I’m talking to someone, and I hear a girl say my name, so I say what? and she’s INSISTING that I called her 7 times yesterday, and this was the same girl that made me feel better the otherday about the text message chains or whatever.so she keeps on insisting that i called her ,which i didnt, and that i called her home, which she neever gave me the number to apparently, which she did. and she was flipping out on me. she’s a hypocrite, whatever.




anyway, so something else happened not even 15 minutes ago.

my mom was FLIPPING out on me. my mom still makes my little brother go to sleep at the age of 8, because he insists on it. anyway, i have a queen sized bed bunk with a twin bed above it.[it’s really cool] and my little brother NEVER sleeps on it, it’s been happening for awhile now, i’ve had some problems with it, but now its just getting annoying. MY MOM MAKES HIM SLEEP IN MY BED. and it’s really annoying, cause when I say nicky, wake up, go to the other side of the bed, he doesnt respond, which is VERY annoying. so,my mom says, move steven its time for nicky to sleep and I say, why can’t he just sleep in his bed, it’s so annoying now.and she FLIPSOUTONME which consists of yelling, screaming and the likes. she even was like, give me the laptop this is mine. and I said, well, I DONT HAVE A COMPUTER, and stuff. I can’t seem to remember what else happened.