St.Patricks's Day is really the stupidest day on earth. It's even stupider than National Cabbage Day. And if I get pinched one more time, I'm going to strangle someone.

I have a question....how can I be failing English? I SPEAK FUCKIN ENGLISH. I think that's enough for a passing grade, or at least a B-.

I hate other people's birthdays. It's no reason to celebrate...you're a year older....hoo-fuckin-ray. You're a year older every day if you think about it.

I went to the dentist today. I laid in the chair. I got my teeth scratched by that weird metal thing. They told me to brush more. But that doesn't mean anything. They say that everytime.

I cant see or hear. I've been wearing the same contacts for 7 1/2 months. I've been listening to my portable CD player full blast for the past 3 hours. It's freakin weird.....I can barely see the clock on the wall and I can't hear the T.V at all and it's like 6 feet away. I don't think this is healthy.

Tonight...after dinner...the most awesome thing happened! I was eating an apple, and I noticed it had two stickers on it!!! What are the odds of that? Now there's some poor lonely apple out there who doesn't have a sticker at all.....and my apple's acting like such a baddass because it has two.

I have insomnia. Last night I was up for 4 hours past when I went to bed. I tried something really cool...sniffing poprocks. It was really good...and painful. It was the green kind. Ironic, huh? They smelled really good...I could almost taste them....but mostly I could smell them. This journal could possibly be a better way to spend my late night