I feel like I am being watched... *shifty eyes... then waves at camera.* I hate those people. Those camera people that would do absolutly anything to get onto someones camera. It doesnt matter whose camera it happens to be, they HAVE to be on it. They wave, and smile, and giggle and say "oh geez, I cant believe you are pointing that camera at me" Another giggle "oh gosh, heehee." As they practically maul the camara-ee. Yeah... I hate people like that. I also hate people who are like "Are you ok? How are you? Are you alright? Are you sad? Are you ok? Do you hate me? Are you angry with me? Are you? Are you?" God Damn! Worry about yourself! ... sorry, all ye who may not appreciate my language. So I dont really HATE anyone, more like I think that they are stupid. And I... dislike... the people who think I am interested in them. NEWFLASH PEOPLE I dont like you. Shutup. Grrr.... *waves again at the camera* Look! Can you see me? So. Here is a poem for you. I wrote it awhile ago. You might have already read it, I am not sure. Siren Come play with me beneath the waves, in the currents, in the black. Find me where the whales cry, be warned, you wont come back. We'll swim among the rainbow reefs, and laugh among the shoals. Take my hand and follow me, to the depths as dark as coal. Forget about your life, forget about your love. That doesn't really matter here, we're different than above. Yes, come to me, come play with me, just let yourself sink down. I'll give you all want to have, trust me, you won't drown. Fill your head with pretty dreams, as we dance among the fish. Sing your joyful songs to me, and I'll grant you what you wish. For all the pearls in the sea, please submit to my embrace. I'll give you all the sunken treasure, and kiss your willing face. Plunge daringly into my arms, feel the rush of pulsing gloom. The sweet frigid cold surrounds you I will take you to your tomb. Welcome home my trusting prey, welcome to your death. This, your chosen sepulcher, its time for you last breath. Your lungs will fill ocean, and your lovely heart will stop. Now dead spirit you are here, body floats to the top. It seems I am a liar, I must apologize. You bob upon the water, For I do tell some lies. Sea foam collects around you, seaweed decorates your hair. Your eyes are open and your mouth screams, crying for some air. Its to late now, no turning back, your soul belongs to me. Forever play beneath the waves, in the darkness of the sea. I think thats all I have to say. But wait... theres more. So I was sitting in plant science the other day, just minding my own business, trying my best to ignore the teacher... when all of a sudden my hispanic friend decides he wants to talk to me. I was like "yeah ok, come talk to me, I am talking person, I like talking." First words that come out of his mouth are "So I know you would let me draw on your boob" as looks directly at... them. I say "No, f*** off" and then I walked away. So tell me, guys... WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD? Is that legal now? To ask a nice girl if you can sign her *ahem*'s? What... is the world coming to? Really? Pisses me off. I am NOT A whore... or anything like that either, no matter what they may say. I am a nice girl, and thats my downfall. People think that they can take advantage of nice people... they think they can do whatever to nice people because they are so... nice... well, listen to me. I am no longer going to be nice, oh no. I am gonna let out the animal within... I"M CRAZY PEOPLE... not nice! I am WILD! ROAR! ...Ok? Understand? ... I'm a tiger. Watch you back, I might come and... ... you know... do a tiger-y thing... *cough* OK, so thats really it. I am really done. in the name of frustration...