Hello, my dear people that never comment on my journal (you know you by not commenting on this you are breaking a 13-year old girls heart, shame on you). My life officially sucks but hell when does it not. As I mentioned in my previous joournal you didn't read I have new boots. I had to say it again because god I freaking want to mnake love to them (I won't don't worry I'm not that weird). I accidentlly hit a friend of mine in the jaw with my new boots when he tried to grab my legs. He fell on his ass and I laughed like a maniac. God I should stop talking about my boots but I can't cuz I love them so much. You see I'm extremly bored with nothing to do while my mom annoys me about all the F's and D's I have. Well fuck you it's not my fault I fall asleep in school. I also want to get a haircut and she keeps telling me how sad she is that I want to cut my beutifull hair. Bullshit, she should just die or something. I also want to do blue and purple highlight, but I don't think I'll get them done before the winter breakl. You see at the end of fourth grade I did red highlights, they looked cool but annoyed me after about a year. Then in fifth grade while my hair was all red I also did a pink highlight on my bangs, it wasn't noticable much or anything and washed out pretty quickly. In sixth grade I did a small blonde highlight at the under layer of my hair that almost no one saw, and the later I did a puple highlight. One of my teachers asked my mom if I was in a sect and now she wont allow me to do it until I get my to be better. Haha sure that's going to happen all I need is a passing grade and I'm happy.

Now that I bitched about my problems a bit I'm going to tell you why I wrote this journal.

There are very bg chances I wont add anything until 2010. I draw a lot but never am I happy, and I mostle just doodle and write lyric ( No you freaking shit I don't write poems like the sad little emo I am should I write actuall lyrics). And plus I'm lazy.

So bye bye until then. Kisses. (OMFG. That sounds weird coming from my mouth..er...finger..keyboard?.... I've been reading to many stories about boys lovin' boys and sending kisses to one another latley, I should really stop)