I need to get a life. (Again) Yeah. I have to go back to having a life so that I don't keep messing things up when I am home. When I get this much time to think, it's scary. A person can never have what they want when they want it, can they? Of course not... Or maybe it's just me. OSU was great though. Really. I'm not just saying that. It seems to really suit what I want to go to school for. I'm very excited. There's lots of opportunities to get away too. If I do go there, it should be a lot of fun as well. I'm excited to get my own computer too. I guess it's all awhile off though... One more year, Dani, one more year. I don't know how much longer I can fucking deal with highschool. Oh, and OSU has an RPU. I saw it in the student union and got very very happy. Maybe everyone's right when they say you find the people you truly fit in with in college. I hope so. Right now I just don't feel like I fit anywhere though... Maybe it's just because I'm lonely and upset right now. I'm jealous of some kid I might not even have a reason to be jealous of. I'm inlove with someone and it's next to impossable to "prove it" I re-started a written journal tonight though because it's impossable to actually vent in this one anymore. Take that you nosey bastards! Debbie saw this Dr. Phil episode where this girl read these other girl's journals who talked all this crap about her. They decided they were going to create a day where they made fun of her so much it would drive her to suicide. That day she went in her parent's closet and shot herself with her dad's hunting gun. When her parents found her written journal talking about what had happened, they went to the school. The school told them that their daughter was no longer a member of that school so they had no business being there or trying to repremand other students in that school and if they went on school property again, they'd call the police. How fucked up is that? But yeah, talking crap about people in blogs is a low thing to do to begin with but I'm taking what I write which is already at a bare minimum to an even smaller ammount after I heard that because the last thing I ever want to do is drive someone to suicide. (That's only my character, Nam-Jun in Getting Away With Murder!!) By the way, shameless advertising: YOU LITTLE FUCKERS WHO DIDN'T COME SEE SEUSSICAL BETTER COME SEE THIS SHOW AT THE END OF MAY. That is in large capital letters. It means you mark it on your calendars now, ask your parents NOWWWW and REMEMBER. Ok. Yeah *coughcoughcough* STEPHANIE NEEDS TO COME. Alright end of this spoof. I feel like crap. (Like that's anything new) I miss my someone who actually isn't my someone because we never established that. (So what else is new?) What can I do to prove that I'm worth something? Oh wait... That would require my deserving her. I'm not so sure I do sometimes.