Gah! KR (Karaoke Revolution) is like $50. The first one anyway. Volume 2 is about 40. This SUCKS. I'm not going to have enough money for a computer AND this game. But Mom is helping me out with the computer...and the prices may go down on them soon. I'm desperate for this game, so I'll probably just buy and then see what happens with the computer.

I've layed in bed for an hour and I can't fall asleep. I have to get up early in the morning. Grrr.

Lol You surprise me with your feedback about my stories. That was just something I wrote a while back. I'll write more on it, though.

Hmmm...Well, I e-mailed Ian. I got all excited because he emailed me while he was playing FF this morning. I told him how I feel. How much I regretted what I did a couple of months ago. It'll probably be another few days before I hear back from him; his dad grounded him from the computer for some reason I don't know. I hope I hear from him again today, though. I'm going crazy...

Something's going on with Grandma, I'm not sure what yet. Andrea (Mom's sister) called Mom and they've been on the phone for hours. They're talking about the cats and Andrea's dogs, now, and laughing. o.O

When the sky goes dark,
and the wind blows harsh.
That's when you lose control,
break down and let the tears flow.
For all those good times
you two had.
Wishing he was there
to hold your hand,
you gather your strength
and begin to stand.

Yes, it's lame, I know. ;) Ah, memories of the ex...

Oh, and BTW: Anyone who read my entry about Cloud, I put the pic I mentioned in my image gallery if you want to see it.

Tears welled in her eyes, about to overflow like clouds taking in the last bit of evaporation possible before dumping raindrops upon the world below. She hardly noticed as streams flowed silently down her cheeks, lingering on her quivering chin for a moment, then dropping to form small dark spots on her jeans. Her insides knotted themselves together, pulling at her heart and forcing it to drop. The vile taste of digestive acids soured her mouth and she rushed to the bathroom. She dropped to her knees at the toilet. Looked at her tearful reflection in the water.

I hate labeling myself. I really truly hate it. Because it's not necessary. I am who I am, whether I'm labeled or not. And yet I still struggle with it. I can talk to my Mom about it, and vent and stuff but I can't seem to work it out. I basically think of myself as gay. I love girls...their bodies, their personalities, their hair, their everything. The way they look in jeans and t-shirts. I'm physically attracted to them so much more than guys.

Cloud from FF is HOTT! EEEE. There's this one picture that makes me melt. Oh my gooooooddddddddddd. And when it shows him walking by...and he looks at the camera... in one of the trailers (I forget which). Oh my gosh........yeah....I'm in love with a video game character!!!

Sorry! I didn't mean to post this twice, my computer messed up!

I was just looking for avatars, and I came across this forum topic...God, this pissed me off SO much! I highly advise you NOT to read this, but I just felt I needed to post the link to get it off my back. Don't ask why, I have strange ways of getting things off my mind. But, the replies to it defending us make me very happy. :)

I was just looking for avatars, and I came across this forum topic...God, this pissed me off SO much! I highly advise you NOT to read this, but I just felt I needed to post the link to get it off my back. Don't ask why, I have strange ways of getting things off my mind. But, the replies to it defending us make me very happy. :)
Anyway, here is the link...
http://www.cool-teens.com/forum/archive/t-13018

Yes, a club sounds good. What should we call ourselves?

Cheerios with honey on top is good. Mmmm.

I'm getting a little better at DDR (Dance Dance Revolution), but I still have to play on beginner mode!! Grrr it's so frustrating. I wish I could play on at least Light mode. Anyways...I'm getting my paycheck next week. I'm going to completely blow it already...I owe mom 13 dollars for a CD I wanted, and I'm going to buy KR (Karaoke Revolution).

Thanks to niks, and everyone else, I really appreciate it. :) I've cooled down a bit. It's so difficult to be around Dad sometimes...the old parts of him are still there, and it smacks me right in the face each time they show.
Today I came home from summer school and fell asleep, though I tried desperately not to; I had to make sure Mom got up from her nap to get to her meeting on time, and Betsy and I had an appointment. Dad was picking us up at 2. Betsy woke me up and we went outside and got in the car. Dad asked why I was wearing my pj pants. It was a counseling appt. and if I don't have school (during the school year) or if it's the summer, like now, I usually just wear my pj's there. No one there cares. Dad looked all pissed off and we sat in the driveway for a few minutes while he bitched about it. Saying things like "You can't walk around the streets dressed like that", "Don't you have anything else to wear?" I said I didn't have any clean pants. He said, "Well what do you do all day? Sit around on your butts?"

I'm so pissed I can't even talk about it right now...

I guess that after I say all of this, everyone will hate me. Comments are welcome, especially if you disagree with me; I'd love to hear some other peoples' opinions...

Why do people like Kerry so much?? He wants to hand the war over to people who accept fucking bribes. Yeah, I'm sure that'll turn out real well. Everyone thinks that Bush lied. There's a difference between being told something by someone, and lying.

I'm probably just making a big deal out of this, but...my dad and his girlfriend (or fiancee should I say...) never seem to be online. I was over at Dad's house last night, and I saw a screen name written down on some paper. I happened to remember it a second ago, so I added it to my buddy list. And they're online. Grrrr. Why wouldn't he tell me?? I know it's him because it says makemyday and he had another screen name that said that a while back but he got rid of aol.

So I was upset earlier, and I went to my room. I was crying. I wiped my eyes off with my hand, so it was wet. I have white christmas lights hanging up around my bed and window, and the plug is between my bed and the wall. I was really stupid, and I got the cord of the lights and was feeling around to get it in the plug in the wall. I heard a loud pop and my hand started shaking really bad. Scared the crap out of me.