Monday, October 24, 2005
8:34 pm

I've decided to change the layout again because the other was getting gay. I don't feel like writing much today..but I might end up writing a decent amount anyway. I keep thinking about my opinion in my last post. How things would be different if that time was the time we live in now. Of course it isn't possible, but it's a thought.

My head has been hurting me almost all day and I've taken a lot of pills to try and get rid of it, but it isn't leaving my head. Very depressing. I've been thinking of Michael lately. Which is weird. I guess that now Richie is going out with Chelsea is kinda weird, and Richie is so much like Michael, I can't help but think about him. It's weird. It'll go away soon...I hope.

Feels like old times. I'm listening to old Evanescence shit. Not from their Fallen album or Anywhere But Home, but their other stuff. Like from Origin. Brings back nonexistant memories of writing in my old xanga. I was looking at it the other day and it made me laugh. Crazy shit goes on in there. Mainly emo stuff. Of how I miss Jessica and how my life in California went to shit. It makes me laugh when I see it. I've evolved so much since then. Eventhough it wasn't all that long ago. Funny.

Also..I forgot. I totally forgot what I was about to put. Ugh. I hate being distracted. Oh! I was going to say that I don't like people who steal my phrases. It's so annoying and pisses me off to no end. Expecially when the person who is using it is someone I hate. Makes me want to bash their head into walls then run them over.

Anyway, I think I must end this now. I'm running out of things to rant about. Well..next Friday, my Viks team class is going head to head with Mr. McNeil's Viks team thing in dodge ball. It's going to be amazing. Last Thursday I was in a dodge ball thing for Spirit Week. I hated the week and the competition..but I surivived.

I'm getting tired now. I think I might try to sleep or something. Maybe bug Chris...wait...that isn't a good idea. He's too pissed off because he thinks that he can't sing. It's depressing. I don't need him snapping at me. Anyway..ta-ta