Fourteen year old Jewish kids tell me I resemble an owl.

Yesterday was musical practice for 5084758365834 thousand hours. It was entertaining though. Laughing at myself my un-coordination is probably the most fun I've had in awhile. Also hearing seventh graders shout "Can I put my pants on for this dance?" Also, I mistook some boy's mom for his dad so I went up to him and said (very loudly may I add ( Read more... )

Ugh, I lose interest in these things after awhile. Truthfully, the computer doesn't interest me much anymore.

I have had no human contact since September and I am dying. My birthday came and passed. I did nothing but go shopping with two 13 year olds and bought a belt and some ugly pants.

Life doesn't satisfy me any longer.

I'm bored. Let's have school start again. Four days off, though I enjoy the sleep, bores me. I need the drama of highschool life.

Blah.

Florida? Why Florida and why now? I wanted to spend the nice week off the way I wanted but instead, I am going to Florida to visit some strange relatives that I have never met. I'd rather spend this week with one of my strange friends. Oh the humanity!

So, I have a widow's peak and it's not hot.

1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT? I have a scar on my leg/ankle(it's a biggun) that happened when I cut by a metal stake ( Read more... )

So, I pretty much feel like giving up. People always talk about how they are doing this and living out their loveliest years doing something that seems exciting while I basically float from house to house and go to bed at eight o'clock after doing my homework and then crying for the rest of the night ( Read more... )

( Slob )

While taking a dump, I sneezed, and that made ALL the difference.