Aw, I haven't written here forever! Bad english, don't care! I'm tired. No why? Because I have great job!

I work at Panera Bread as a baker! Which means I have a hard job! And I work the 3rd shift! And all my friends know this already! 'Cause I only have 3(4? 5? 6?) friends! And I NEVER GET TO SPEND TIME WITH ANY OF THEM! GOSH, I LOVE MY FREEKIN' JOB!! ::Eye twitches::


I must unscrew my insane grin, hold on... There. Now I'm Me.

So, I haven't seen Lindsay, OR Mel in, like, omg, a week, omg! Whoa. I need to sleep. And clean my room. And see my friends... G-dammit. OK, Lema Golf, what kind a geek is he, oh my goodness...

My shoulder is fucking killing me. It feels as though someone has a hook in my back, and they're twisting it really tight. Fucker! Stop twisting! Family haunting's are at an all time high right now. The G-pop is following me ever where, choking me occasionally and turning off the freekin' water when I'm washing shit. Gad, my hip hurts, too. I have bruises everwhere. I've lost 20lbs, but now I'm flabby, which means I have to go to the gym, which means blahblahblah...

I really wish everything was simple, but it isn't. God, are you listening? GIVE ME SOMETHING SIMPLE!! Ack, you let me love him, and you know I shouldn't!! I don't believe in all that free-will and self-control crap, either! You know you wanted it to happen!!! I know you know!!!!!

Haha.. I'm just kidding. I wish I know what happened to Mel, though. I need to see her and find out. Unless, of course, it's PRVILIGED information, and I'm not worthy to hear it. Then I understand.... JK.

NO, I won't understand, No I won't give you what you want. I have rights and feelings, too. SERJ! OMG YEA.

Daron will eventually ask for my hand in marriage. One of these days... Just you wait...