HEY WOW. A friend of mine bought me a paid LJ account, so I'll be updating that more often.. I'll C&P some posts from there every once in a while, but other than that, don't expect to much. Lol.

<33 for Brittany!.. And Nikita, but I talk to her almost every day, so she knows I love her.. Don't you, Lovely?

Wow.. Sorry I haven't updated lately. I've been sick. x_x;

Happy V-Day, whether you wanted to hear that or not!

I'll update more later once I think of something interesting to ramble on about. Heh.

Ciao.

God, that happened fast. My mood just went from good.. To bad.. To shit.. In all but 6 minutes.

I NEED to get through these things. I REFUSE to go back on medication. I WILL NOT go back to Charter. I am a normal human being. There is absolutely nothing wrong with me.

*Breathe.*

Monday's are so fucking worthless. I swear.. The only thing worse than a Monday is the day after a long break.. Say.. A Tuesday after a 3-day-weekend or something of the like.

I was so friggin' tired today. I almost passed out in biology from the SHEER BOREDOM CONSUMING MY SOUL, and we did stupid shit in geometry (something about depth and.. I don't know.. Blocks..) which didn't surprise me, because geometry is always fucking retarded, but I was just.. Tired.. All day.. I don't sleep anymore. I'm some kind of fucked up clinical insomniac all because I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT A GUY. *Slams head against the wall, repeatedly!!*

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Lol. On a lighter note, Tracy and I have declared that AX body spray is Viagra for women. Ben was wearing some today, and all through 4th hour, I kept smelling his neck. :X

Me> *Smells Ben's neck.. Lustful sigh!*

Ben> .. ^_________^

Me> "Ben.. I'm going to rape you."

Ben> .. o________________O; *Blinks.* "Can I just.. Have a back massage, instead?"

Lol. Fun times. The mood was ruined when Cyrus stuck his arm out at a really fucked up angle, and I noticed that his muscle, like, bulged out 3 inches from his bone.. I was like, "Cyrus, what the fuck is with your arm?" and Dane had to perevertize the whole thing. "Ya' need to lay off the masturbation, there, buddy! :D!"

I spoke to Alex for the first time in almost a week.. Heh. Haven't talked to Jeana in about the same time.. Let's see.. Nope, can't think of a reason why. (;

Classes tonight (fucking Catholic shit, I fucking hate being Italian) at 7. Better attempt to do some homework before I run out of time. I know I won't want to do it tonight. Heh.

GramCracker225: Lol. Let's all go to sea world, AND NEVER GET PICKED TO PET THE DOLPHINS BECAUSE ALL OF THE LOSERS LIKE LITTLE KIDS.
GramCracker225: -shuts up- e_e;
O reclusive one: LOL.
O reclusive one: We can always threaten to kill ourselves if they dont pick us
GramCracker225: Lol. I get so pissed at sea world. I ALWAYS volenteer to feed the dolophins.
O reclusive one: *Holds a razor to her wrists* I JUST WANTED TO PET THE DOLPHINS!!!!
O reclusive one: Lol.
GramCracker225: AND NOO. They pick some little 5 year old who will hopefully fall in and drown. ;x;x
O reclusive one: Lol~~
GramCracker225: LOL. Yeah. Me:-"Takes out sword- LET ME FEED THE DOLOPHINS, OR ELSEEE."
O reclusive one: "You don't want TWO YOUTH SUICIDES on your heads, DO YOU? >:OOOOOOOO!??!?!??"

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Yeah, so.. Trent got arrested last night. It wasn't his fault, though. His dumbass brother had some ILLEGAL NARCOTICS in his pocket and HE got in trouble for it. Illinois must have some fucked up laws cause I've never heard of that before. X_x;

Anyway, I'm on the phone with him right now trying to calm him down but it's not really working. He still wants to beat the shit out of his brother, so I guess I am failing at it,.. Horribly..

I'm only trying to stop him because if he goes and gets arrested or put in a coma, we won't be able to talk for quite a while, and that's not cool.

*Slams head against the wall, repeatedly.*

Maybe it IS one of those times, or I'm just overreacting.

ANYWAY..

I still have some research to do. I was gunna get it down this morning but I couldn't drag myself out of bed to do so. I felt really weak, I couldn't really move any muscles. Lol.. Heh. I'm still sorta shaky, so.. I dunno. Maybe I'm getting sick.

Ugh, my face feels all hot. ):

I'm gunna fiddle around with some graphics or something. Get my mind off things. Or.. Something.

Woo. I don't feel to good. Lol.

I got a call this afternoon from my friend Cassandra; we were best friend's in 6th grade, but she moved to Odessa in 8th grade and we sorta fell out of touch. I mean, I'd call her once and a while, and she'd call me once in a while, but we were never as close as we once were.. If that makes sense.

Anyway, we're sitting there, talking, and she tells me she had this operation. I'm all, "WTF? Why didn't you call and tell me when you had it?" and she was all, "I thought it'd freak you out. I know how you hate doctors and hospitals and shit.."

She had cancerous growths and shit on her uterus walls.. And they had to cut and burn them off.. She can't have children now. Ever. I felt so bad for her, too.. I tried to make jokes about it, to cheer her up, but she sounded really.. I don't know.. Discouraged.

Blah.. I don't know. I've had a lot on my mind lately. It seems like every time things start to calm down, they get right out of whack again, and a bunch of crazy shit starts happening.

I hope this isn't one of those times. Heh.

Last night, I threw up 5 times. Once when I was on the phone and the other four were scattered throughout the night.. I didn't fall asleep until 7 this morning, and I have this lump in my throat that won't go away. *Shakes an angry fist!*

Shutting up now. Heh.

Whelp, Brock (bleachybottoms) and I are wasting our time in one of the PC labs at school. We're SUPPOSED to be researching for our research papers (heh) but.. No.

We're all alone in the room, it's kinda eerie..!

*Looks around.*

..

*Stares at Brock.*

..

*THROWS SELF AT HIM!* OH BROCK! *KISSES HIM!*

RoFL. Jk. I need to make a NukeZone account before I forget again.

I need a third topic; what should it be? I was thinking violence in video games, but I'm FOR that. Heh. I need some help, guys..

Lol. I was talking to Sam the other day when Clone High (some cartoon on MTV) came on.. Mr. Butlertron = The shiz. He calls everyone Wesley, and he wears this cardigan sweater vest.. :X It's too funny. We kept getting all excited about these stupid shows that kept coming on, like S Club 7 and Hey Arnold.. x_x;

Good times. Good times..

Anyway, Jeff (step dad) was being a communist nazi the other day so I couldn't get online for very long. I'll try and comment on your journals later today when I get home, since I got out of going to the Parkhill tourney this afternoon and Saturday. ^____^!

Brittany! Thanks for IMing me the other day! You really cheered me up! Thanks to you, I want to try and beat those people out of the "World's Fatest Cat" title with one of my own. xD!

Desktop/Multimedia. Woo.

I've been in this class since 7:30, and it is now.. 8:51. BORING. We've been working on this layout for a newsletter (my company is a 12 and under BRAINWASHING/CLOTHING STORE! like the Gap or Hot Topic!), and our teacher keeps complimenting people's work.. Mine = Sucks. I don't like Quark very much. Give me PSP and a shit load of RAM and I'll be one happy camper. ^_^;

Today's really gunna blow. I have 6 research papers to fill out on the crap I print off last night, and I only have AIM and 4th hour to get them all done. *Sigh..* Sometimes, I wish I cared more about school this year, but it's just been really hard to keep my mind off of.. Yeah. I feel like a dweeb saying that (cause I never think this much about ONE person, especially a guy), but it's the truth. All I do at school is daydream these days, it's a wonder I'm not failing in biology. Heh.

But that's all very irrelevant to most of you, isn't it? (;

I need to select a piece to submit to the literary magazine this year, but I can't decide. They're all so stupid and cheesy; I might head over to my old creative writing class and ask my teacher for some ideas, but knowing him he'll give me something like, "WRITE WHAT'S IN YOUR HEART BLAH BLAH BLAH!"

5 minutes til class is out. I'm gunna sign off.

BTW; I doubt he'll actually read this considering he probably doesn't even know the URL, but I got your message, and I love you, too.