The new Green Day is pretty cool. Tyler's fucking gay and he won't leave me alone about the concert which I DO really wanna go to. But does it look like I have money? Oh yeah. But it's on a Wednesday and my mom's been pretty gay lately and yesterday she found these notes in my fucking trash and freaked out. Only cuz it said that I was a fucking whore and that I wanted to kill myself. Now my mom thinks I'm having sex and wants me to go to counseling. Pschhhh.... right. But yeah... my head hurts. I'm over at Tyler's house... he's my home dawg. I can't believe he asked Sara to prom and not me... he's a fucking faggot. He asks my two best friends but not me! I hate him. But yeah I don't have anything to say so peace.