So I'm definitely really bored. I wore my boots today. I started wearing that tiny skirt again, but we decided the other slightly longer one looked better. I plan to wear my new skirt and shirt tomorrow. It should be fun.

There's nothing interesting to report as of late. Which is quite tragic. I wish something would happen. At least something that isn't too terribly dreadful, and worth my while. I've not been inspired to write or draw anything new. So that is lacking. Mostly I have been making backgrounds and dollies. I need a real hobby.

 

So this year as my New Year's Resolution, well, sort of, anyways, I plan to take dance lessons this summer. That shall be my goal. To learn many ballroom and hispanic dances. Then I can own everyone at school.

 

I was thinking about last year. So many people are gone now. Those that I use to hang out with just seemed to have moved apart. Nothing is like it was. I miss it a lot. People change. I understand that. I just think that we are changing too fast. People are switching everything so fast, we don't even know who we are. I guess I realized that again today as I was standin, surrounded by people, thining 'Why isn;t there anybody here to talk to?''. There were plenty of people around me, I could see that, but these weren't the people I socialize with. These were the people that I was associated with, Last year. HJow quickly things change. How quickly we forget.

 

Enough of this tragedy. I took many pictures tonight, though I only like a few. Here's but one of the few that remained.

 

 

Mark said he could hold his own head up and share his mind with the peeling paint on his bedroom wall.

Excercise and malnutrition keeps curves tight, 'cause all that matters is what's outside. So says every magazine cover.

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do. You decide, which one's for you?