i'm bored out of my fucking mind.
i'm stuck at home.
i just tried making myself tofu.
i almost barfed when i ate it.
i start photog camp next week.
i'm a loser, and i'm really excited.
i've been at my friend's beach house for like ever, so i haven't been on here much.
i went to an msi show like two days ago and got to hook up with Jimmy Urine, pretty exciting shit.
i'm pretty sure he gave me herpes or something but whatev.
i reallyreallyreally need a new computer.
like, my own computer.
the usb thing doesn't work, so i can't upload pictures onto the computer.
my memory card is full.
it's really annoying.
i have pictures from like four shows on there.
while i was away, my parents decided to clean my room.
my room used to be srsly a disaster area, you couldn't even walk through it.
now it's clean, and disgusting.
and i'm pretty sure they found shit in there that could get me skjhasdjkgh in major trouble.
my sister txted me while i was away and told me they were cleaning it
and i figured they were cleaning it and getting me a new computer for when i got back.
but wait. them? do something nice for me? not possible.
you might think cleaning my room was suppose to be nice
but it was just their way of taking away any eensy bit of privacy i imagined i had.
i don't know where they put all my cd's.
and since the usb thing on this fucking computer is broken, i can't put new music on my ipod.
i hate complaining.
i really do.
i'm sitting here whining about how my computer's broken
when people are out there living on the streets, getting raped, living in poverty w/o food and whatnot.
i'd actually like not being able to afford food though.
maybe i'd be skinny then.
maybe i would have a chance of getting a boy then.
i don't know.
i don't know why i'm writing this.
i really want a boy.
i'm so desperate.
i'd take someone beat as hell.
i'd take someone terribly mean.
all they have to do is pretend to like me.
cuz obvi no one would ever srsly like me.
they can use me for ass or whatever.
and i'd trick myself into thinking they actually cared.
i can't even get someone who's beat.
i think i'm going to go on a run.
i wish myspace was working so i could post a bulletin and meet up with someone.
i'm sick of everything.
i wish i could be a huge bitch.
and get everyone to hate me,
and then i could die without feeling like i let anyone down.
but honestly, the only people who care are my parents
and that's just because they think i'm going to be perfect.
they think i've gotten over all my problems from last year.
they're pretending though.
my friends are just sdhgajksdghlsa.
i've been replaced so freaking much.
my kinda bestfriend would probraly be happy if i died.
then she could have a reason to kill herself too.
not like she actually would. whatever.
don't take any of this seriously.
don't go 1-800-suicide on me.
like i even have to say that.
nobody would even give a shit.
skjaWHATEV. i should get working on my blg/cute projects.
i'm visiting my grandmother tomorrow.
and i can't help but i say i envy her.
this was so pointless.