I dont know how to feel anymore. This is my little journal now, right? OK. So like I was saying, I dont know how to feel anymore. Should I feel the feeling of guilt, or just the terrible feeling of depression. I dont know, I guess there is nothing to feel for me. Should I be mad at Cupid for shooting his arrow at me and making me fall in love with someone who really, truely does no actually love me the way I love her. Who knows? But I do know one thing. I know that Jennifer is right. I should ‘live it up’ and not let love suck the ‘ukking happiness out of me. I know she’s right. I know she is. If she isnt, who knows what I would be doing? SUICIDE. Thats it. I’d be listening to a death song for me and make sure nothing is okay anymore. I wouldnt be craving a HK (Hello Kitty) Cupcake at the moment with a HK (Hello Kitty) ring on it. I wouldnt be typing this up. I would be cutting my self, making myself cry and feel depressed. Who knows? Anyways, overall of the fukkin’ drama. I have SOME good news or something? I dunno, yeah.

Today, was a bummer-ish. But there was one video that made me happier, than before I saw it. So, I feel ehh-okay, I guess. So yeah. I dont know what to talk about in this blog. Tumblr is for bloggers. Bloggers right long ass shit. Which takes them only ten to fifteen minutes to type. Holy shit. It’s just impossible. Well, not the MOST impossible thing a sixth grader cant do. A sixth grader, cannot jerk. It is just fucking impossible. HAHAHAHA. Oh, how the fuck did I get from, depression to hello kitty shit to bloggers to jerking? LMFAO, It’s crazy. Hahaha.

I feel like my blog is too short. So I decided to keep going. So, I bleed Gold and Purple, although I wasnt born in Califorrrrnia. I used to bleed White and Purple. ( Gold and Purple is Los Angeles Lakers. White and Purple is Washington Huskies. ) I think I should explain myself. Express of what has happened in my life lately. From the time I was born to now. I was born on Monday, May 25th 1998 at 8:55am. It was in Swedish Hospital in Seattle, Washington. With a few weeks of my life in the world. My creator, decided to let me have an asthamatic life. So, I was held in hopsital for 2-3days at a 2 or 3 weeks old. The next serious hospital visit, was when I a few years old. I cut most of my finger off. It was terrible. I think, I was terrified to death. The next time I went to the hospital for an incident, was when I was, the same year old as the time I cut my finger off. I decided to make my teeth go through my bottom lip. Yay, for me. After all of that, nothing else interesting happened. Life changed after one website visit. I used ‘http://www.flixster.com/’ for a while, once. I was addicted to it. Until I decided to leave it alone, which was 2 years after being an addict to it. I hated it so much, I still curreently do. I had fake boyfriends 7 one fake girlfriend on it. I hated it so much, it made my life misserable. After Flixster, came myspace. Myspace is still chill with me. Just me and my ”chill” regular friends. All different for a sake. After keeping myspace, I joined Social Vibe. I wish I didnt, I hate my friends from there.. Well most of them. I guess. I still currently use Myspace and it’s the reason for my terrible depression. I love this girl, Rosemary. And I just cant see if she loves me or she just wants to reject me. And her best friend, is trying to help me through it all. I guess. Anyways, I go to Thomas Starr King Middle School (http://www.kingms.org/) and I hate it there. It’s just like spam at school. Well, yeah. I guess, I’m the middle chil who plays the ukulele and guitar and piano. I guess thats it to me. Nothing special.