Argh. I dont think theres going to be any dinner tonight, I think I accidentally did my belt up 4 notches instead of 3, my mother is playing rather homosexual Mobi music, of which the bass is cutting through my music on the computer, and my girlfriend feels sick because I said I didnt like her reading my journal but I didnt mind my best friend doing so. My girlfriend hates the fact my best friend is a girl, yet takes pride in the fact she has a male best friend. My mother wont let me watch C4, instead she is making me watch William & Mary. I havent talked to Emma in, if she does not come online tonight, 2 days. I havent done an entry in about 2 weeks; any kind of friends I may have harboured on here probably hate me by now. My Uncle keeps texting me, telling me Im a retard for ignoring his text messages, but he doesnt seem to see the blantant explanation "I HAVE NO FUCKEN MONEY ON MY PHONE". My brother wont pay me back my $15. My girlfriend cant pay me back my $7. My girlfriends Dad cant pay me back my $9. And because of the previous three sentences, I cant pay back Rohan, Tom and Ben... total debt: $18.60. I seriously think my girlfriend is crazy. I think my mother is crazy. I wish my brother didnt laugh like a fucken Hyena. Now I feel really fucken hungry, now I really wish someone would make dinner. I cant cook a full dinner, I'd end up burning down the house. I need to learn how to cook a full dinner. I need to learn study habits. I wish I didnt have some crappy fanscination with riding the Orbiter while listening to funky rock music. I wish it was a 36 hour day, that way I could get enough room in to see my girlfriend, see my friends, do a bit of my own thing, and then sleep for 10 hours. I wish this entry didnt sound so.... bitchy. Man. I need to get a grip. =P And I shall throw my dignity, or at least whats left of it, to the wind and beg you for hits: http://www.geocities.com/ltcrostnz/quotes.html. Click there. Then, just because you guys are soooo awesome, you'll give me some quotes to stick on there. I shall catch you all later. 'All' makes me feel good; like people actually read this piece of shit journal. xD Adios.