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WELL WELL WELLLLLLL. I have recently went through a LOT of SHIT. good shit you know the ones that you take that make you feel good inside, and the bad shit. the ones that are watery, too hard, or hurt. HAHAHAHHA. SOO.. monday: my brother leaves to korea, and I get to miss school that was a good and bad day. I knew that I would miss him, but HEY no school! :) tuesday: it was block schedule the whole day, but I had to make up all the missed work so...BAD SHIT. wednesday: IT was a TAD better cause my block schedule was around all the EASY classes. thursday: samesame.. it was okay.. but I had to take the writing benchmark..so it kinda sucked. BUT my friends already told me what the topic was about so..it was AIGHTTT. oh..and I slept at 2 this day..I HAD to finish all my homework. CAUSE IM A GOOD GIRL (: I had to finish my spanish project, which I didn't even touch the whole week, study for a vocab quiz, finish a CRAPLOAD of work for math, and finish a lab for science.. BLEHHH. FRIDAY: the last day of the week finally came, but it was the worst out of the whole week. SAD HUH? well, I was waiting to go to this party which was at 5. SOOOOO, my friend told me that she would meet me somewhere, and told me that she would call me up. BUT apparently, her boyfriend is more important. SHE TOTALLY DITCHES ME. and I had to text her, asking where she was, she tells me that she was at someone's house. I WAS SPEECHLESS AND FURIOUS. so I simply told her that I wasn't going to go, she then tells me all this shit. which I didn't care of, I turned my phone off, went to sleep. I SLEPT FOR 15 HOURS! 5pm-8am.. felt good though (: then I got ready and went to do some community hours shit..OKAY. then I was still pissed..needless to say. THEN a superman talks to me. HE ALWAYS PICKS ME UP WHEN IM DOWN. I like that. He always seems to understand, and tries to make me feel better. BUT he's a senior, so he'll be gone next year. :/ BUTTTTT its okay. I THINK? hmmmm.. Lately, I have been wondering. WHY THE HELL AM I LIVING? I dunno why..I seem to always be moody, getting some thoughts of suicide. BUT..I always get over it. MY FRIENDS always make my day. and yeah. GOD? my connection with God seems to be dying down.. I sometimes question myself.. WHY DO I BELIEVE? because of heaven? hell? cause my mom makes me? for the fun of going to church? I dunno..I just DONT KNOW. anyways. I love venting here. It makes me feel all nice inside. OH. and these days I seem to be a GREAT HELP to my friends, always giving them advice. and I have great words of wisdom. I think. HAHA. well thats it for now~ BYE DARLING~ :)